Fairy Lights

Today is the Ultimate Shopping Day, Black Friday. It's the day when people wake up at midnight and wait outside the shops, then wrestle each other for 50% off everything in the entire store.

Last year, people died from being trampled outside the stores.

And shopping is girly, K? Really? I'd like to see you strangle people for a sweater.

(It had better be a lovely sweater.)

I've never done this shopping thing though. I'm not quite sure whether I would like to, actually. It seems a little obsessive, but there's also a weird, creepy thrill that comes from being outside a store in the middle of the night, clutching your coupons to you madly, elbowing that lady wearing the hat in the ribs so you can get ahead of her.

Then, twelve minutes later, you're fighting her for the sweater.

I enjoy this time of the year. It's kind of like everyone is making a huge, manic, last-ditch effort to do things, but kind of giving up at the same time, because another year is about the corner and you have a huge slot of time in which you can mess things up to your heart's content.

The scary thing is I remember last year so well. The year drags until my birthday (May 11th! I'm waiting for the doodle!), or the summer or something, and then you're back at December again wondering if you did anything productive at all. (For me? No.)

But I can remember writing 2009 very excitedly upon my Story-Writing Binder. Now it is like this:

FRAS

2008

2009

And the idea that soon I will have to write 2010 underneath it and I haven't finished my Vinnialia story yet is sad.

But it's still November. I have time,

right?

I can totally finish a story in that time! I'm not the slowest writer I know!

On a happier note, my neighborhood is filled with Christmas decorations! It looks so pretty, looking out at night... even if those eejits had everything decorated last week...

Quote for Friday, November 27, 2009:

True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings.

-William Shakespeare

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Hope)

Muse for Today:

Fairy lights.

Google Doodles

I very much enjoy this site: http://www.google.com/logos/ because they have the archived Google doodles. Those are the nice pictures of randomness that show up whenever there is a holiday going on. You can almost always count on Google, except I really want a doodle for my birthday.

Would that be so hard? May 11th, a doodle specially designed for me?

(November 14, 2009)

(November 13, 2009)

(Wallace and Gromit! November 4, 2009)

(Ah. Big Ben. May 31, 2009)

(November 18, 2009)

(November 22, 2009)

(August 25, 2009)

(August 12, 2009)

(August 5, 2009)

(July 7, 2009)

(Women's Day! March 8, 2009)

Those are just some of my favorites, I have a lot more.

I don't know anything about copyright laws, and, frankly, I don't care much about them, but do I have to say I don't own any of this images? I hope that's implied. I don't own any of this, by the way.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians Trailer

Is it bad that the only thing I was thinking when I saw this was "I hate this"?

I really, actually don't care if that's bad. That's what I thought.

Here's why:

• I don't like the Annabeth actor.
• I don't like the Grover actor.
• I don't like the Annabeth actor.
• I don't like the Percy actor.
• I DON'T LIKE THAT SILLY ANNABETH ACTOR.
• I don't like that they made out that Percy is some iPod obsessed Zac-Efron-haired-kid. (I mean, honestly? Logan Lerman, the idiot that plays Percy, had a voice that reminded me of High School Musical. And using his iPod to look at Medusa? What are they playing at? I know they're trying to make it all modern, but they're losing the spirit of the books!)
• I don't like that they acted like Grover was some skirt-chaser instead of a nervous little goat-boy.
• I don't like that Percy is seventeen years old. Has the script writer read the book? It's all-important to a prophecy that Percy turns SIXTEEN. SIXTEEN is slightly younger than SEVENTEEN. So what are you going to do, huh? Percy Jackson and the Suburban Family of the Camp Half-Blood Kids?
• Did I mention that I DON'T LIKE THE ANNABETH ACTOR?

Life

This is the author JOHN GREEN. He is cool. He is really, really funny, and so is Hank Green, his song-writing, corn-dog-eating brother.

Another thing that's cool is the UNIVERSE in GENERAL.

On this video, note the date- March 15.

Note 2:57-3:07.

I'll finish the song!

That's K's birthday!

How the world works!

Look at all these exclamation points!

I mean, exclamation points.

Elevator Music

My first post for November- happy November, everyone!

(A bit late, but that can't be helped anymore...)

Right into our main topic-

If you read Blue Roses, you probably have read Questa's post about Olympic elevator music.

Four words: Olympic. Elevator. Music. STINKS.

Not, sadly, that I would know firsthand, but when (Spoiler Alert!) Percy wonders whether he should have given up immortality to change the awful elevator music, it gives you the idea that it is not the best.

(Who chooses the elevator music? Apollo? Zeus? Random Maintenance Guy?)

The only reason I bring this up is that K, my wacky brother, is playing one of his favorite Wii games ever, Mario and Sonic at the Olympic Games, and he is going "Staying alive! Just barely!" and Stayin' Alive is one of the perfectly horrible songs on the Olympic Elevator-ing System.

Here is the video for the song. Enjoy. Or not.

[Warning: If you have an aversion to tight pants (like me) you might want to skip this video. Think: All the Jonas Brothers. Put together. *shudder*]

Even if I think Stayin' Alive is a horrible song, my ABBA and Green Day and Led Zeppelin and Simon and Garfunkel and etcetera punky music is probably not music to someone else's ears, so ignore me.

(K likes this song.)

One cool things about this song is you can sing Stayin' Alive while doing CPR. Why? Because (a friend told me this) the song has 100 beats per minute, the recommended number of compressions per minute for CPR.

So sing Stayin' Alive to yourself the next time you perform CPR.

But if you're singing that, they may pretend to not be breathing just so you'll leave.

Quote for Tuesday, November 10, 2009:

In mathematics you don't understand things. You just get used to them.

-John Von Neumann

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Mathematics)

(You just get used to the varying feelings of confusion.)

Muse(ic) for Today:

The Bee Gees!