Bowing to the Pirate obsession that's been proliferating amongst my LJ friends jettdelirium, seanachie and paivacakes (who has the sexiest damn LJ icon), I was thinking about Halloween, and, naturally, going as a pirate.
So I did a search on Pirate Costumes. This was the second on the list, and this was the fourth. This one was the eighth (see a trend here?) and here was number nine.
Now, it may be just me...but I don't think women pirates dressed up like that.
Apparently there's something that says that if an adult woman wants to dress up for halloween, it has to be short, skimpy and sexy. Which, naturally, being a member of the pig male species, I find rather appealing...but there's one thing that does disturb me.
These costumers, these people out to make a buck, they're over looking one simple fact: No, it's not that women wearing this might degrade themselves, nor is it the "double-standard" between costumes (any men's costume you might find will be long pants/long sleeve/all covering). No, I think these retailers are forgetting something far more important. That being, Halloween is at the end of October. It's DAMN COLD that time of year in most parts of the country (Around here it can be!). These poor women are going around practically naked, freezing their (pirate/english speak ahead) bloody arse's off!! And who has to give up his Buccaneer jacket? Me!
Geez...what a worthless entry this has been :)
By the way, if you haven't yet seen Pirates of the Caribbean, do so. It's a blast. Sure to spawn a sequel as well (Though I guess it's rare when a movie doesn't spawn a sequel nowadays... ).
The dogs were in an interesting cycle last night...they'd drink a bunch of water (nothing like listening to dogs drink water in the middle of the night; almost as bad as listening to them lick themselves), then 30 minutes later have to go outside to pee. As soon as I brought them back in, they'd head to the water dish. It wasn't like it was hot inside the house or anything. Naturally, I got zilch for sleep.
So now I'm looking for Doggie Diapers and seriously considering just making them wear them.
My windows machine was offline all day yesterday because of the winupdater virus. I just now got my IP released so that I'm able to get back on the network.
What a pain in the ass. Stuff like this makes me love my mac though...
Obviously the planets are all aligned properly today. That, or I had a good horoscope. Why you might ask?
I didn't hit a single red light on the way in to work. Not. One.
If you know the area (Suburbia D.C.), you know that's saying something. While pondering my good fortune at getting me to work earlier than normal (or maybe that's misfortune), I began to wondering what it'd be like to go directly to work, every day, never having to worry about lights. That in turn got me to wondering how I'd be able to do that. Well, I could bike to work. That's good for the environment and good for the heart. But you're still subjected to lights, not to mention car exhaust. So I thought the best way would be to get above it all...what I need is a rocket car!!!
And check out what I found. I want one of these! It's just a matter of time before we'll all have one. But I want it now.
Recently, I've been reading a lot of movie scripts, mostly to movie's I've seen, though I did read the script to 8mm, which just sounded like a creepy movie, so I'm not sure I'll watch it now. There are a couple of different script sites I've been getting the scripts from: Daily Script is one, and Drew's Script-O-Rama What's cool is you can see how the movie might have been. For instance, I just read the 4th draft of the Back to the Future script, and it's quite different than the movie was.
The previously mentioned jackasses actually came forward and apologized to the neighbor, gave her money, and helped clean up. Well, 2 of the 7 did. I'm glad at least that they took responsibilities for their own actions; that's a rare thing these days...
I'm supposed to be QA testing our latest client build...I just can't. It's such a gorgeous day out, that I want to go riding, do some work around the house, do anything but work on the computer. And that says something...not only not wanting to work on the computer, but work around the house...I hate house maintenance stuff, but I feel like getting out and cleaning flower beds, or something.
Weird.
Hopefully, with Gail being home during the summer, she'll get to get out and do some of that stuff. She at least likes it. Me, I just view it as a chore. One which I usually have to spend money on. I don't have any money as it is. It never seems like we have enough money. They say that the key to happiness isn't all about money, and I agree, for the most part. A little bit more money sure would help though!
Our neighbor across the street had her house vandalized sometime last night. When I first peeked out, I thought it had just been TP'd. It was much more than that, however. The idiots who did this smeared Crisco on the door and front steps, stuck sanitary napkins with ketchup smeared on them all over the garage, poured Fruit Loops in the lawn, threw tampons all over the place, cut up dead fish and threw them everywhere, and pulled up her recently planted flowers and put them in the mailbox.
As a kid, I did my share of TP'ing. But this went way beyond a prank. Obviously, this is the work of some kids, and apparently they have a bone to pick with one of her kids. They just don't understand that it's not the kid they're "getting back" at, but it's the parents who suffer. She might have to replace the garage door because of this idiocy. She did call the cops and file a report, and they have an idea of who it might be, but proving it will be a whole other story.
To top this all off, our neighbor is getting married on Saturday and is expecting a bevy of relatives, including her soon to be Mother-in-law. She doesn't need this kind of crap.
Gail called and we were talking about it. I told her to go buy her some new flowers, and get them planted for her. Hopefully that'll cheer her up.
I have a half dozen things I want to do when I get home from work today. I want to work on the website. I want to start my case mod. I want to get a Windows machine working. I want to clean out my garage. I want to take the dogs for a walk. There's not time for all this AND homework. I have a 5 to 8 page paper due Wednesday for my Psychology class. The bitch of it is, I don't even have a decent subject picked out yet.
I'm starting to panic a bit.
So 90% of this weekend will be spent researching, writing, re-writing, and trying to fill in spaces to make a 5 page paper. Oh, and I have a take home quiz and journal to do.
Summer school sucks. There's just SO much reading to do. A 3 month class shoehorned into 6 weeks is NOT fun...
I swear, if we get anymore rain, my trees are just going to start falling over. It's that wet right now. Last year, we were in a drought, this year, we're getting a ton. Average for May is about 3-3.5 inches. Last I heard, we were over 7, and that was a week before the month ended. In 23 weekends, we've had only 5 that haven't been at least cloudy, if not raining.
As a result of all this rain, there's been a lot of mud around. I mean, a LOT. Not only in the yard, but in the house as the result of dogs and kids and even grownups (OK, just me) tracking it in. We had our end of the year Indian Guides family BBQ yesterday. Lots of families getting together, all for a good time. We went to Claude Moore park, which has a farm on its premises, with goats, lambs, pigs, roosters and even peacocks. A couple of dads and myself took the kids down to see the animals, and after a bit, started walking back, knowing the kids would catch up. Cody came running up two minutes later and said "I accidentally pushed Daniel into a mud puddle". Because of all the aforementioned rain, Cody could have pushed him anywhere and almost guaranteed he'd land in a mud puddle. I looked at him said, "Accidentally?".
He didn't even try. He just said. "No, I pushed him into the mud puddle." Naturally, I asked why, and naturally, got the standard "I don't know" answer.
The rest of the day was nice, even though Cody was sullen and moody. I asked what the matter was. "I'm just in a bad mood", he replied. Even though I had a good idea, I asked him why. "I just feel like a bully", he said.
I agreed, saying that his actions do seem to indicate he's a bully, but that I didn't think HE was a bully, and left it at that. Talking to my mom this morning, she made a good point; he was at least thinking about it. He was down on himself because he knew what he did was wrong, and excluded himself from the rest of the afternoon's activities.
Basically, he punished himself, and from where I stand, that's not a bad thing. I can only hope he learned something from it.
And on a totally unrelated note, I've lost 25lbs so far on the low carb, high-protein diet. Maybe that explains my carb-binging yesterday at the picnic.