Pre-game Walkabout
GAMEDAY!!!
Just got back from walking around campus through the tailgaters. Saw some Californians that looked mightly hot. Actually, its a pretty nice day today, for Auburn weather. Theres a slight breeze, and its cool in the shade. Sometimes that is not the case. Game starts at 5 pm, less than four hours. Woohoo!!! Drumline exhibition should be around 3:30, and I’m not missing that, at least not for the first game. Go AU Drumline, yo!
Ran into my cousin tailgating, too. He’s lookin’ for tickets, but I don’t know if he’s gonna find some at a decent price. Popular game, this one. My jerryrigged camera case is all ready to go. Made it Thursday night, and I am quite pleased with myself. Easy to carry, foam custom cut to hold my camera, three rolls of film, and extra batteries. Hot damn! Gameday, gameday, gameday! I’m ready for the game to start, gameday!
War Damn Eagle!!! Let the game begin! (and Lord, let us win. . .)
Satisfaction
The days are good. I’m in Auburn, finishing off a nice Italian wine, digesting a lovely dinner of samon steak and asparagus that we cooked ourselves, and my back is being rubbed; gameday is tomorrow, war damn eagle. The days are good.
Flash Game
Dude, whoa
Gamedays and Duck-Farts
Damn near Game Day!!!
In 30 minutes, I’m gettin ready to head down to Auburn, Renton in tow. Football, football, football! Woohoo, it’s been a long time since January 1st. Football, football, football! FOO’BALL!!! I am not excited. . . (foo’ball!)
What’s better than football? Why a three-day Football weekend, of course! Any extra day in Auburn is a happy day for me, unless there be Gator fans. Which there won’t be this year; we’re not playing them! Thank God for small favors.
I’ve been playing volley-phone with assorted plant nursery companies in the area. I hate talking on the phone to people I don’t know (though some of these people should be beginning to know me quite well by now). I know I sound stupid on the phone, but at least these people have Southern accents, too, so it’s not too bad. But talk to some yankee, though, and boy do they think you’re stupid.
Oh yeah, funny thing of the day (so far)! I had a duck-fart this morning! Gettin’ out of the shower, towelin’ off, go to blow my nose, butt’s not dry yet but that don’t matter, begin to blow nose, concentrate muscle use in diaphram area, muscles relax in other areas. . .QUACK!!! For a second, in my half-asleep state, I truly thought there was a duck in my midsts, before I realized it was just my own, still-wet ass. Man, I laughed so hard. . .
quack!
dumb wal-mart
Almost GameDay.
I went to Wal-Mart today. Whoppie. I hate wal-mart. Man, if it wern’t for the decent prices, the close proximity to my apartment, or the mass quantities of different kinds of the same stuff, I would never go there. What could be worse than wal-mart? Making a fool out of yourself in wal-mart. We’ve all done it. Me more than once. All my friends know “The Wal-Mart story,” involving me, some bad chinese food, a wal-mart toliet that doesnt flush, and a butch lady that vows she can fix it. Its a great story, except for the embarassing parts.
Today wasn’t nearly as bad as “The Wal-Mart Story,” but still dumb. Everyone’s done this, too. Saying hey to someone you know, then right after you say it, realizing you dont know them from Madam’s housecat. That’s what I did. I saw this lady that I thought was the lady that comes by and cleans the office once a week. Nice lady. Figured I’d try to step away from my normal anti-social self and acknoledge her. ‘Course, once I did, I realized it wasn’t her at all. I think I’ll just stick with being anti-social from now on. That way I won’t do stupid stuff like that. So if you see me in passing, and you wonder why I don’t say anything, it’s not that I’m mad at you. I’m just not sure if you’re the real you that I see, and I’m not taking any chances.
I saw the worst thing today. Ever been to www.freakhole.com? Don’t. And don’t click on the Gross pictures. And especially don’t click on the one about the organ donation one. Right before lunch. Don’t. DONT.
And with that, I gotta run. I gotta wash clothes, wash Renton, and jerryrig a camera case for the game on Saturday. Yee-ha.
update
Hahaha, I’m back to using a template that someobody else wrote. Changed back in less than 24 hours, too. Why, do you ask? I figured out that, though my profession is in the field of design, I gotta know a hell of a lot more HTML stuff before I can make a template that I’ll be satisfied with. I wanna customize, and have neat, odd add-ons, and I am not knoledgeable enough right now to do that solo. So here’s to open-source! {eats some crow}
Now, on to the life at hand. I got Renton back this morning! I was so glad to see him, but he was even more glad to see me. He wouldn’t let the nurses get him out of the cage, so they got me to come get him. Once he heard my voice he perked up gave an excited meow. I felt so loved! The nurses said he had been pretty good, and he stayed close to his Otter at all times. They were amused. Maybe the Otter has forgiven Renton for all the sexual abuse. Maybe Renton forgave the Otter for just looking so damn sexy all the time.
Close to Game Day! I’m going to try to find Renton a kitty Auburn t-shirt while I’m there. Too bad he can’t come to the game with me. He’d be confiscated for being a potentially Terrorist object.
And now if you’ll excuse me. I need to learn an assload of HTML and related goodies, so I don’t gotta use nobody’s nothings.
time for ‘dem suckers to come off
Bitchin’! I made my very-own-one-of-a-kind weblog template! True, a bit boring, and the HTML is certainly messy, but I made it, dammit! Mine mine mine! Now, I just gotta learn how to make the cool ones. . .
I’m on my very own tonight. My Renton is still at the vet; he got neutered today. They keep him overnight, and I can get him tomorrow morning. I got to visit him this afternoon after the surgery; he looked extremely groggy. I do miss him, even though he was able to drive me completely bonkers in the few hours this morning before I took him to the vet’s.
Last night he figured out that he could jump up onto the kitchen bar area, it seems. I came out of my room this morning, and right in front of my door was a single packet of Splenda. Oh no. . . As I stumble down the hall, I notice bits of things on the floor that should be in my purse. A receipt here, lip gloss (without the top) there, checkbook splayed open with all the deposit slips surrounding it like so many innards. Took me about 30 minutes to gather it all back up. He knocked a plethora of things into the sink, including the TV Duck, still recovering from its’ wounds with the last gato-a-ducko battle with Renton. Half the stuff was under the couch, along with my cell phone, and my salt shaker that I had been missing since Friday. Maybe he knew that I was about to take away all his fun hormones, and felt I needed dully punished.
Between the time I left for work and came back to gather him for the vet, Renton also felt it was in his best interest to knock down the coffee pot. Of course, I didn’t notice this until I was home for lunch, lamenting about my poor baby being away from his mommy. After seeing the coffee pot, I wasn’t lamenting quite so much.
bellsouth
BellSouth still, unfortunately, sucketh. I went and opened up a tripod account, and it actually load up the site in a decent amount of time. BellSouth was taking about 5 minutes per page. I’m not kidding, folks. Amazing: the free tripod is actually better than the BellSouth that comes with the DSL service that I pay out the wazoo for, ’cause I gotta have a phone line to go with it. I’m looking into a wireless internet company that’s in this area. It’s what we use at work, and they’re really nice guys. Better than Your-Call-Wait-Is-Estimated-At-Eight-Minutes BellSouth. A pox upon them!
random randomness
Ahhh, I finally got rid of those evil frames on the work website. Now I can breathe easier; they were haunting me all weekend. So let’s see, today I totally redid the work website and designed, inked out, and copied a design, too. Very productive day for a Monday.
All right, now I just gotta figure out how to better organize my work web stuff so I won’t have to go through that whole overhaul thing. Maybe use some CSS sheets or something. ‘Course, making it a bunch of CSS sheets requires, you guessed it, overhauling the entire site. Maybe when Ive got some down time.
Less than a week till foo’ball!!! Woohoo!
Less than 24 hours and Renton will be nutsless. Woohoo again, cause I dont know if the otter can take much more abuse.