my pirate name is bloody anne bonney. arrrrrrgh... what's yours?

What's My Pirate Name?

yesterday was an exciting day.

for lunch i had indian food for the first time. it was interesting.. i had chicken curry and basmatti rice... i liked the chicken okay and the rice was just a little wierd. a tiny bit. the tandoori chicken i tried was also pretty good.

last night there was a fake fire in my building. i was watching the simpsons, the episode where bart's treehouse is burning down.. and as the flames start to engulf the treehouse, the alarm in my building went off. it kept going off and since i'm nosy i decided to check it out. i checked from the basement up and when i opened the door to the fifth floor, the hallway was full of smoke. so i ran back down a floor to my place, put the cat in the carrier and grabbed my wallet, ran down to the car, threw them both in there and went back in to investigate. the super wasn't home so i called his cell and by this time there was another guy who lived on the 5th floor who assured me i wasn't smoking crack, it was all smoke up there.. so after the super said he was on his way i called 911 and then waited outside for them to come. seven fire trucks (including the hook and ladder), an ambulance and a cop car all arrived.. the firemen went in with all their stuff and determined there was no fire. someone had discharged all the fire extinguishers on that floor into the hallway for no reason and it had set off the alarm. so on the one hand, i was all responsible and did the right thing, on the other hand i felt like a jackass for calling 911 for no fire. but chuck, from the 5th floor said if i hadn't called he would've and the firemen all said i did the right thing.

so it was exciting. partly it reminded me of the friends episode when the boys go on the police ride-along and ross thinks he has a near death experience when the car backfires. partly it made me think of the scene in the jerk when steve martin is living in the hotel and goes door to door telling everyone there's a fire because of his conversation with his new dog "stupid" (or "asshole", depending).

tonight is not nearly as exciting, which is fine. tonight i downloaded netscape radio plus and am listening to an entirely alternative 80's channel that is currently playing "gimme the car" by the violent femmes... this is so sweet.

tomorrow is talk like a pirate day.. do your part.. arrrrrrrghhhh

my mom's comin to visit! woo!!

also, the reviewer at the rockford register star had this to say about my set for noises off:

"The set is perfect for the show: lots of doors for people to go in and out and let the audience wonder who will get caught where, so kudos to deafgirl."

go me, go me!

you know what's funny lookin? when a guy flips his ponytail. that's funny lookin.

Talk Like A Pirate Day - Sept. 19

You are The Cap'n!

Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.

What's Yer Inner Pirate?
brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!

last night we watched gone with the wind. i hadn't seen it until now and that was unacceptable to jessie, she put a moratorium on any new movie watching until i sat down with this movie. my not seeing it started out because it's almost 4 hours long. then my college roommate went on this crusade to make me watch it, so i vowed never to watch it out of spite i guess. since jessie wouldn't watch any more movies until i watched this one, i decided to make the sacrifice, for her good mostly, since there are so many good movies that she's never seen. so i took one for the team ;).

it was a good movie. there were some moments that made me laugh, even though i shouldn't have, because they'd been spoofed in movies and tv shows (see shag and the carol burnett show). there were also some really nice moments and pictures that made me marvel at what these moviemakers were able to do with such primitive (at this point) technology. she wants to wear all those hoop skirts and gowns and hats and stuff and i want to be clark gable. surprise surprise.

today we're watching a streetcar named desire because she's never seen the movie, and possibly sunset boulevard, 'cause she hasn't seen that one either. we'd also planned some kind of southern food lunch menu, which will involve cornbread and whatever else people eat in the south (except grits, they are gross), and be washed down with either dr. pepper or iced tea as both are acceptable as "house wines of the south".

in other news, i finally got my bridesmaid's dress for my friend karen's wedding in october. i tried it on wed, and it turns out that i've lost weight since sending in my measurements! yay me!

core one for the non-confrontationals! i have been wondering for some time now how to broach the subject of my loud ass neighbors with my super. we share these neighbors, they're my next doors and his upstairs so i know he knows they're obnoxious. tonight i happened to catch him knocking on their door to give them some paperwork and we chatted (they weren't home). i told him they were really loud, pretty often, and he agreed, and he told me that my other neigbors (who are loud on occasion, but not as often) are moving out at the end of the month.

so, not only did i manage to informally lodge a complaint about my nasty neighbors, there is renewed hope for cool new neighbors!!

work is fine, half day tomorrow, and all day friday off... though on friday i am gonna be watching gone with the wind because jessie's making me. i'm skeptical but have been told i have to like it. we'll see how it goes.

soda makes my teeth hurt.

tonight i lifted a new monitor from work, this one doesn't get all drunk after 5 minutes. i also rearranged my bedroom and set myself up a tv and stuff so i can watch jay leno headlines from my very own bed.

noises off is up and running in previews; it looks good and the crowds are eating it up. still tired from tech, need to grocery shop.

new music interests include morphine (always liked em, never bought a cd) and magnapop.

went to walmart tonight, didn't see anything worth reporting.
the other night though i saw a station wagon with the baby shades on the back windows and the naked lady license plate holder.. an interesting combo, no?

since i blogged last i've had a busy time of it. labor day weekend was great, saturday i had dinner at nippon's and went out for drinks.. had a good time with just water! spent sunday at rehearsal and part of sunday night watchin big bad voodoo daddy play at waterfront right outside of work! they rocked!

monday i went for my first motorcycle ride. dark mark took me out on his 100th anniversary harley fatboy and we hit some back roads outside of town.. i had a helmet on, goggles, and some gloves and a harley denim jacket.. i totally looked like his bitch. we went really fast, passed some cars, and did some hardcore acceleration. it was so rad!! i can't wait 'til i can drive one myself! i spent the rest of monday watchin movies, fallin asleep on the floor, wakin up for more movies and some cheese pizza... good times.

i finally started painting yesterday.. i mixed up what i had and went to work. hopefully my bmi paint order will come in today and i can really get down. tonight i plan to do the floor. this week coming up has definite nightmare potential but i'm trying to stay positive... say a little prayer for me (whenver you wake up, before you put on your makeup).

turns out the monitor i jacked from work is slightly focacta; must trade out with one that doesn't get progressively blurrier as the evening wears on.

jackie has asked me to take a shot at some cover art for her poetry cycle.. i am hyped. i am also 5 episodes into season three of buffy, this show is da bomb yo. neighbors are also still loud as fuck but i realized the other night that my super lives right underneath them. he came upstairs at 4 am friday morning to tell them to keep it down so i think he'll be on my side if i decide to get all activist and complain. rad.

i'm gonna go take a breath.

today i lifted a 16" monitor from work. it's sweet now that jessie screwed around with resolution so it doesn't hurt my eyeballs.

at walmart tonight i spied:

corndog/twinkie making kit.
it's a single tiny vat that you use to make corndogs and twinkies. i had a coronary just looking at it.
who buys these things???

well my car is all fixed now. i got the window tinting matched today and, except for the paperwork, it's all done.

now i'm angry. i'm not angry about my car in particular, or about shitty work situations, or my loud ass neighbors that i ran into in the basement last night while they were drunk.

i'm angry about something and i don't know what it is. i seem to keep shooting my mouth off at work, and gettin all angry, but really i'm not angry about work. i want to break things and cuss a lot and scream things and beat people up. like, if i wouldn't go to jail, i would go out and pick a fight right now. i'm all tense and stuff. this sucks. i bought a dvd to help me feel better but it didn't. i don't feel like drinking, then i'd be all heartburny and angry, then nobody wins.

so now i'm gonna watch a movie, and go to bed. maybe i'm just tired.

my car got broken sometime last night. they shattered my passenger side front window. nothing was stolen, we figure whoever it was got spooked in the middle of their "project". two other cars in the lot also had windows smashed, and one guy's cell phone was taken. my wallet and checkbook were both in the car at the time, but neither was taken. fortunately, an actor at nat also has an auto glass business and he hooked me up so my window is already replaced. tomorrow morning i have an appt. at 8 am to get the tinting done so it matches the rest of the windows again. so it's almost like it never happened. i had a $100 deductible for comprehensive, so everything else will be taken care of by geico. thank god for insurance, otherwise i'd be payin $500 for the window and the tinting by the time i was all done.

between that and my new loud ass neighbors, i hate people again. i had just started likin' 'em again. damn.

i saw a "white power" tattoo on a guy today in walmart. he had his family with him.. which means his little boy probably aspires to, one day, have his very own.

how is it that people who move in next to me have huge stereos. every time.

today i bought ice cream that has tiny chocolate bunnies in it. yum.

i also cleaned house, throwing out three trashbags full of useless crap. felt sooo good.

my southwest egg rolls beckon...

*sigh*.......i had such high hopes for my new neighbors... alas, more yelling. at least this time there don't seem to be children involved.

today i took a technological leap and bought myself an optical mouse. my other mouse used to get stuck for no reason, i cleaned it and it still sassed me. so i kicked it to the curb. this one's still got a cord, but it has a scroll wheel that can be programmed as a third button.. so i set it up as a double click button and have been rockin the web!! for $12!!!!

i also picked up a little cd tower for my computer cd's.. can i get more organized????

i've spent the past two nights and some of today watching back episodes of buffy the vampire slayer. my sister, 'cause she rocks the muthafukken hizzouse, lent me seasons 2, 3, and 4 on dvd. i watched season one while i was home this summer and got totally hooked.. i'm one episode away from finishing season two. it's a fuckin good show yo.

i don't know what else to report... work is fine.. new td (jerry) is a wonder to behold.. he is really gettin some shit done. he drafts on autocad, which i have a copy of but don't know how to use (i learned minicad, the mac platform). he gave me his old manual, since it's the same version, and i plan to get down with the computer drafting at home!! woot!

tonight jessie and i are planning to get drunk, watch movies and order take out. did i mention the drunk part?

our new td is so rad it's like christmas every day. he makes me feel like a lazy ass.

yesterday, i swore i'd never drafted before in my life and had no idea what 'scene design' was.
i had some drinks, then it was better.

your cursor changed when you visited this page. it's 'cause i own your ass and you didn't even know it.

i need a pensieve. real bad.

Alyson Hannigan Gallery 19

new hottie for the list!!!1

my child beating next door neighbors are blasting latin soft rock. if i remembered more spanish from high school, i could sing along it's so loud. they're sposed to be moving out.... won't be a nanosecond too soon.

you know what's fun? wrapping your right wrist in an ace bandage and attempting to do any of the following:

a.) type with any method other than hunt-and-peck
b.) drive a stick shift
c.) switch the buttons on your mouse and use it left-handed

for anyone wondering "why the ace bandage, deafgirl?" it's because my right wrist still hurts (and there is now new-and-improved-swelling-action) and so, in a last ditch effort in the name of self-healing, i've wrapped it and am attempting to use it as little as possible. if it still hurts on monday, i plan to bite the bullet and go to the doctor with my grown up health insurance. if it's carpal tunnel, you'll see me on the news, going ballistic with some kind of automatic weaponry.