Lots of Fun With Picture Pages

1. Take your LJ username and replace each letter with the corresponding number (A=1, B=2, etc…).

the_baxter = 20 8 5 2 1 24 20 5 18

2.Add all of the numbers together to create a kind of super number.
103

3. Make a note of the first digit of this number, then add the digits of the number together.
First digit is 1.

1 + 0 + 3 = 4.

4. Find the post of this number in your LJ. If you don't have that many posts, add the digits together again. Keep doing so until the number is smaller than your number of posts.
My fourth post was entitled “Mutilated Muffins!”, posted on Tuesday July 6th, 2004.

5. Take the digit you noted in step 3, and count that many words into the post.
My word is Tired

6. Use the resulting word in a Google Image Search, and select a picture from the first page.
Post the results for us all to see.

How appropriate

"circumcision"

What a great weekend! Friday, Meep, Sherwood and I, and later the Brunswicks, Dom, Amy and Captain Danger all went to the Canterbury. We played 20 songs in a row on the juke box and drank beer till our wee bladders exploded. We bitched about work and talked about artists with unique social problems and I said something which will make Meep forever joke about me being a defender of pedophiles. But no matter. Fun was had by all.

Saturday was also a resounding success. Pictures can be seen at Dom's blog . We started out with BBQ and music and attempted to play a round of Encore (although that never seems to last very long. Elyse and I need to find some dedicated players). We ended up with Shaky Face(TM) and Porn. I think it was a pretty natural progression if you ask me.

Sunday I relaxed, finished putting the remastered version of “Terry” on the video (I'm entering it into a few festivals. I'll let you know if it will be showing anywhere!) and did my 3rd yoga class. It seems to get harder every time. But somehow I'm still really into it. That's so unlike me.

Three days till Meep and I horribly embarrass ourselves in front of two of our idols!

My English Degree Pays Off

Here is a list of classic literature. Bold the ones you have read. Next to the ones you read, write a one sentence review.

Beowulf (boringwulf)
Achebe, Chinua – Things Fall Apart 9 year-old Jessica learns Man is an asshole.
Agee, James – A Death in the Family
Austen, Jane – Pride and Prejudice The only Jane Austen novel that's not JUST about getting married.
Baldwin, James – Go Tell It on the Mountain
Beckett, Samuel – Waiting for Godot Pretentious, much?
Bellow, Saul – The Adventures of Augie March
Bronte, Charlotte – Jane Eyre
Bronte, Emily – Wuthering Heights
Camus, Albert – The Stranger (It's Satan!)
Cather, Willa – Death Comes for the Archbishop
Chaucer, Geoffrey – The Canterbury Tales Heath Ledger is AWESOME!
Chekhov, Anton – The Cherry Orchard Will you just SHUT UP about Moskow, already?
Chopin, Kate – The Awakening Feminist tribe that I bought every minute of when I was 12.
Conrad, Joseph – Heart of Darkness War is hell.
Cooper, James Fenimore – The Last of the Mohicans Daniel Day Lewis is AWESOME!
Crane, Stephen – The Red Badge of Courage You're Newbury Award won't save you now.
Dante – Inferno Hell is hell.
Cervantes, Miguel – Don Quixote
Defoe, Daniel – Robinson Crusoe
Dickens, Charles – A Tale of Two Cities
Dostoyevsky, Fyodor – Crime and Punishment I am DYING to see the movie version of this wherein Crispin Glover plays Raskolnikov.
Douglass, Frederick – Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass
Dreiser, Theodore – An American Tragedy
Dumas, Alexandre – The Three Musketeers
Eliot, George – The Mill on the Floss
Ellison, Ralph – Invisible Man
Emerson, Ralph Waldo – Selected Essays
Faulkner, William – As I Lay Dying
Faulkner, William – The Sound and the Fury
Fielding, Henry – Tom Jones
Fitzgerald, F. Scott – The Great Gatsby Spoiled rich people are boring.
Flaubert, Gustave – Madame Bovary
Ford, Ford Madox – The Good Soldier
Goethe, Johann Wolfgang – Faust That sly little devil!
Golding, William – Lord of the Flies Boys are scary when they're unsupervised.
Hardy, Thomas – Tess of the d'Urbervilles
Hawthorne, Nathaniel – The Scarlet Letter Don't be a slut.
Heller, Joseph – Catch 22 War is still hell.
Hemingway, Ernest – A Farewell to Arms Meh.
Homer – The Iliad Cool.
Homer – The Odyssey I like the Simpson's version better.
Hugo, Victor – The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Hurston, Zora Neale – Their Eyes Were Watching God
Huxley, Aldous – Brave New World Scary.
Ibsen, Henrik – A Doll's House
James, Henry – The Portrait of a Lady
James, Henry – The Turn of the Screw
Joyce, James – A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man The most accessible Joyce out there. So I like it.
Kafka, Franz – The Metamorphosis “This isn't what I wished for at all”.
Kingston, Maxine Hong – The Woman Warrior
Lee, Harper – To Kill a Mockingbird One of the few great books that also made a great movie.
Lewis, Sinclair – Babbitt
London, Jack – The Call of the Wild
Mann, Thomas – The Magic Mountain
Marquez, Gabriel Garcia – One Hundred Years of Solitude Depressing as hell.
Melville, Herman – Bartleby the Scrivener Working is hell. Also made a kick ass movie starring Crispin Glover. (Ok, so that was 2 sentences).
Melville, Herman – Moby Dick Whaling is hell. I'm going to stop that now.
Miller, Arthur – The Crucible Girls are mean.
Morrison, Toni – Beloved
O'Connor, Flannery – A Good Man is Hard to Find
O'Neill, Eugene – Long Day's Journey into Night
Orwell, George – Animal Farm Animals are as corrupt as people!
Pasternak, Boris – Doctor Zhivago
Plath, Sylvia – The Bell Jar
Poe, Edgar Allan – Selected Tales
Proust, Marcel – Swann's Way
Pynchon, Thomas – The Crying of Lot 49
Remarque, Erich Maria – All Quiet on the Western Front
Rostand, Edmond – Cyrano de Bergerac
Roth, Henry – Call It Sleep
Salinger, J.D. – The Catcher in the Rye Favorite book of all time. And no, I don't want to assasinate anyone.
Shakespeare, William – Hamlet Good night, guy.
Shakespeare, William – Macbeth Raaaaaad!
Shakespeare, William – A Midsummer Night's Dream People get it on a lot in the woods.
Shakespeare, William – Romeo and Juliet Teenagers get all overdramatic about first love.
Shaw, George Bernard – Pygmalion
Shelley, Mary – Frankenstein If you mess with nature, at LEAST give it the benefit of the doubt before you decide it's evil.
Silko, Leslie Marmon – Ceremony
Solzhenitsyn, Alexander – One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
Sophocles – Antigone
Sophocles – Oedipus Rex The original M.I.L.F.
Steinbeck, John – The Grapes of Wrath Them's some sour grapes.
Stevenson, Robert Louis – Treasure Island Only if there's Muppets
Stowe, Harriet Beecher – Uncle Tom's Cabin
Swift, Jonathan – Gulliver's Travels Little or giant, men are all the same.
Thackeray, William – Vanity Fair
Thoreau, Henry David – Walden
Tolstoy, Leo – War and Peace
Turgenev, Ivan – Fathers and Sons
Twain, Mark – The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn Waaaaay ahead of its time.
Voltaire – Candide
Vonnegut, Kurt Jr. – Slaughterhouse-Five
Walker, Alice – The Color Purple
Wharton, Edith – The House of Mirth
Welty, Eudora – Collected Stories
Whitman, Walt – Leaves of Grass It's perty.
Wilde, Oscar – The Picture of Dorian Gray “I don't know how to put this, but somewhere there's a picture of you getting prettier”. (I know I probably butchered that quote, Faye).
Williams, Tennessee – The Glass Menagerie. Only if it's performed by the men in speedos with moustaches on rollerblades.
Woolf, Virginia – To the Lighthouse
Wright, Richard – Native Son

schematic Need something? comprehensible

So far this morning I have:
-Spent two hours adjusting the cubicle walls
-Gone around getting people's lunch orders
-1 task of my actual job

Today has definitely been a Secretary morning. Minus a delightful spanking from James Spader. Damnit.

But the good news is that it's Friday! And even though I have no real plans tonight, and have to spend much of tomorrow cleaning the apartment like mad, the fact that I get to sleep in tomorrow and don't have to come in here is comfort enough.

Does anyone want to do anything tonight?

The other good news is that I dreampt of meeting Simon and Edgar last night. In my dream they invited me and Faye to have a drink with them and discuss zombies. I couldn't have INVENTED a better dream. Thank you, subconscious mind.

behold

My website is back up! Hooray! Of course all the original pictures are lost and the content is about a year old (a lot of my links don't even exist anymore), but it's there and that's something. So hooray for that.

In other news, Faye and I are THIS close to finishing our treatment for our Zombie movie. T-minus 8 days until we give it to Edgar Wright and Simon Pegg PERSONALLY. After that, we will target other sources of inspiration (Stuart Gordon, Joss Whedon, Rob Zombie, Lloyd Kaufman) and hopefully, at least, they will like it. At most, they will like it so much that they will want to be on board and help us finance it and get it made. Of course, if that happens, I will have to keep purchasing new underwear as I will be continously soiling myself from excitment and disbelief.

We will also compile of “dream casting” situation and send the treatment to those folks. This probably all sounds crazy. But it worked for the guy who wrote Dodgeball. And we'd like to think our script is better than that steaming pile of poo.

Useless Trivia: A Meme

This one might be fun and mindless. And I'm definitely in that mindframe right now. Let's have a go, shall we?

FIRSTS
First job: If babysitting doesn't count, my first job was as a housekeeper in a bed and breakfast in Tacoma. The best thing about it was the tips. Rich people stayed there and left me anywhere from $5-20 for cleaning their rooms. The worst part was that sometimes really old people would stay there for extended periods of time and made the room smell like death. That sounds mean, but it was a really bad smell.

First screen name: It was LintIsGod on AOL. I was really into Rancid and Operation Ivy at the time and that was Tim Armstrong's nickname. And I was a freak. That account might still work cos it was a sub-account under my dad's and he still uses his.

First self-purchased CD: It was In Utero by Nirvana. I didn't make the switch from cassette to CD for a long time. Even after that, I held on the to beauty of the mix tape until a few years ago. I made one too many tapes for people who said “Oh, thanks, but I don't have a tape player”. All that work and they wouldn't even listen to it! That hurts. So I gave up the lost art of tape making. CD making is almost as cool, but since tape making is so much work, I always thought it was one of the most heartfelt gifts you could give or receive. I still have ALL the tapes anyone ever made me.

First piercing/tattoo: I got my ears pierced when I was 12. I didn't really want it and I never wear earrings so I think my holes have closed up by now. I got my first tattoo on my 19th birthday after putting a LOT of thought into what I was going to get. I got a shooting star on my lower back to remind me that life is fleeting. That's just the sort of cheesy thing a 19-year-old would do. But I don't regret it cos I still like the look of the thing.

First true love: I thought I was in love twice before I had my first long-term relationship at 19. Who knows, though. Does “true love” mean they aren't bastards to you? Cos in that case it was definitely when I was 19.

First enemy: Hehe. This makes me laugh. When I was a sophomore in high school, I had been doing the “rebel” image for 2 years. I was the only one in my school with a pair of Doc Martens. I can say that with confidence because there were only about 1000 people in my school. Only 500 in grades 9-12. One day, I noticed an 8th grader wearing a pair of docs. She had little red streaks in her hair like mine as well. I started calling her “My Clone”. She caught wind of it and was PISSED. Turns out before then she thought I was cool. But after she heard I called her “My Clone” she decided she hated me and I had to pay. One day, we were at the same rock show. She came up to me and said she wanted to “kick my ass”. I had never been in a fight and certainly didn't intend to start with this little kid. I said “I'm not going to fight you, little girl.” This made her even more angry and she kept trying to get me to go outside. But me and my friends just kept laughing at her and finally she gave up. I think she was pretty embarassed after that and never talked to me again. I don't know if she's my first “enemy” but that's what I thought of when I read that question, so there it is.

LASTS

Last big car ride: Stabbin' Cabbin!

Last kiss: This morning when Dom and I left for work. Awwww! [barf]

Last library book checked out: “The Martian Chronicles”. I'm reading it right now and loving it! I read it when I was a kid and thought it was boring but reading it now, I understand why. It's pretty chock full of socialist metaphor.

Last movie seen: Anchorpoop.

Last beverage drank: Water. Boring.

Last food consumed: Some really gross rice crackers that were badly in need of some MSG.

Last phone call: Does my job count? A co-worker in Portland asking me to fax some documents to him. If that doesn't count then…I don't know. Who cares?

Last CD played: Pulp “This Is Hardcore”. The older I get, the more I relate to that album. Is that scary?

Last annoyance: Being at work.

Last pop drank: Safeway Select Cola at some point over the weekend. I've really been curbing my soda intake. Good for me.

Last ice cream eaten: A little homemade sundae last week.

Last time scolded: I don't know, but I'm sure it had to do with something at work and I'm sure it was by the 'Lilest Dictator.

Last shirt worn: The one that's on me.

I…
I am: bored.

I want: To be at home.

I have: A lot of work to do.

I wish: I didn't have a lot of work to do.

I hate: this job

I fear: Getting caught not doing work.

I hear: “Band on the Run” on the radio. I hear it at least once a day as well. Hooray for radio rotation.

I search: For another word for “chums”.

I regret: Trying to talk down the price of that Crispin Glover painting.

I love: Sleeping in.

I always: Eat breakfast

I never: Vote Republican

I dance: Like the wave of the ocean romance.

I sing: Like a lark.

I cry: At certain episodes of Buffy The Vampire Slayer

YES or NO:

You keep a diary: Does this thing count? Cos if not, I have my jounals full of terribly poetry from when I was depressed as well.

You like to cook: Yes

You have a secret you have not shared with anyone: I'm sure there must be something, but it's not intentional. I don't like to keep secrets. They make me feel dirty. And not in that good, Xtina Aguliera kinda way.

DO YOU…?

Have a crush: Many. I'm a very lusty person. I also have lots of non-sexual crushes.

Want to get married: Not especially.

Get motion sickness: Sometimes, but I'm usually asking for it by reading in the car.

You’re a health freak: “Do you you're a health freak”. That doesn't make any sense, but ok. I'm becoming one as I age and my body starts falling apart. I dont like it though. The ice cream calleth.

FAVORITES
Number: The one that means I won.

Color: Red

Day: We've covered this. The ones where I don't have to work.

Month: They're all good in their own way.

Songs: The ones that I like.

Season: See question about months.

Drink: The good thing about drinks is that there are so many of them and they all serve a different function. Milk is very different from water but I love them both. Take that, meme.

Alcohol: The kind that doesn't give me a horrible raging hangover in the morning.

PREFERENCES
Cuddle or make out: Both are pretty good.

Chocolate milk or hot chocolate: Cocoa.

Milk, dark, or white chocolate: Milk.

Vanilla or chocolate: Depends on what the vanilla is in.

IN THE LAST 24 HRS, HAVE YOU…

Cried? I got a little misty when I got an email from my friend who told me his father had passed away. I never met his father, but the email itself was a sort of eulogy and it was very beautiful.

Helped someone? I made Dom some toast last night. Not exactly nobel prize winning stuff but it's something.

Bought something? Of course. It's pretty hard to get through a day w/o money changing hands for something or other. I bought some orange juice this morning.

Gotten sick? Just got over something, actually.

Gone to the movies? Sadly, no.

Said ‘I love you’?: Yes.

Written a real letter: Not yet, but I'm about to write my PETA action letters.

Talked to an ex?: Yes.

Missed an ex?: Yes but not like that. We're friends now.

Written in a journal?: Does this count?

Had a serious talk?: How serious? Only if “we're poor” counts.

Missed someone? Yes.

Hugged someone? Yes

Is that the end? That ended up being kinda long. But only because I feel the need to expound on everything. Hopefully some of you will enjoy this one.

:)) i feel great-miracle

I did my second Bikram yoga class last night. It was much harder the second time but I still made it all the way through without stopping (even though I was having a bitch of a time keeping a lot of the balance poses, and felt like I was going to faint during the Vomit Pose). Once again, about 20 minutes afterward, I felt like a million bucks. I wish I could afford to go more. Right now I think I want to go twice a week for a month but then after that, I don't think I'll be able to afford more than once a week unless I get that damned raise anytime soon (which doesn't look likely). Still, I think I'm finally doing something truly good for myself so it's worth the money, if I can spare it.
Speaking of money, Buddhist Lent is now over and was a resounding success. For those of you who don't know, Buddhist Lent is something I came up with essentially to curb my DVD purchasing addiction. During the month of July, I was not allowed to buy anything that was needlessly material for myself. Dom decided to join me as he has a similar addiction to electronics and computer parts. No DVD's, CD's, books, electronics, video games, clothes etc. We were still allowed to go out to eat and drink in moderation. Despite that fact and the fact that several of our friends had birthdays last month, I still had $300 extra at the end of the month which I could put into savings. I think Dom was surprised about how much money he had left as well. Amazing! Do we really spend that much frivolously on ourselves? Apparently. And for shame! It was such a success that Dom and I decided we should do it 4 times a year. Maybe then we will find that we have money to finally take a holiday.
My next goal is to make a concerted effort to be less of a pack rat. One step at a time, of course. But who knows. Maybe this is the start of a more Zen me. And wouldn't that be something?

meme break

I started filling in todays meme, a mindless little ditty about movies, when I realised I was bored. So I stopped. Obviously, yesterdays was too abstract for most people, so I tried to find a simple one. But it just sucked. There was no denying it. So I've decided to hold out until I find one that's both interesting and not too challenging. The web if full of meme's but most of them are rubbish. I don't want to be just another site full of rubbish meme's. So sorry if anyone was looking forward to a meme today. (Basically, I'm probably just talking to Elyse here). I'll see if I can find something worthy of our time. And by time, I mean on-the-clock time.

Randomness Meme

Here's 10 questions that have nothing to do with anything or each other. Rawk!

1. An artist paints your portrait while you are engaging in one of your favorite activities…what would you be doing? What would the title of the portrait be? I would be lazing out on the couch watching “Best Week Ever” on VH1. It would be called “Wasted Youth”.

2. You come in a bottle and you have magical properties, what are you? Examples: genie, pancake syrup, etc… What would be on your instruction label? Coming in a bottle gives you magic properties?! Wow! But seriously, I would be HP sauce. Those who consume me (preferably on beans on toast) would become British. My bottle would say “Now with 50% more carbs. Shake well before each use.”

3. You've just been selected as a poster child for a make-believe organization. What is the organization and why have they specifically chosen you? I am the poster child for pretending I'm working when I'm actually filling out memes. It would be the Association for Apathetic Society.

4. “You can fly, you can fly, you can fly”! …and you are NOT Peter Pan! Who or what are you? Richard Branson.

5. If you had a vanity horn on your vehicle (one which plays a song) what song would your horn blow to announce your arrival? Eye of the Tiger.

6. You have the opportunity to make a movie with your favorite star, who would the star be and what would the title and the tag line be? Example: Richard Dreyfuss :: Jaws :: Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water Obviously I would make a movie with Crispin Glover in it. It would be called “Rice Crispy's” and the tagline would be “Crap, snackle and mop”. It would be a documentary wherein I eat brunch with Crispy at Werner Hertzog's house. Jeff Goldblum would also be there.

7. The lead story on the Eleven O'Clock News is about you … what have you done? “Filmmakers Baz Luhrman and M. Night Shlamalalalan have been bludgeoned to death by an unidentified assassin. The only clues to this horrible murder are in a polemic letter left by the assassin at the scene of the crime, wherein the killer claimed the filmmakers films were actually “turds dressed up as christmas presents” and they were “shitting in the mouths of America and calling it a sundae”. The manhunt is on to find the murder of these two beloved artists. We will bring you updates as they arrive.

8. Blue laws are absolutely ridiculous laws that are still in law books across the nation. Example: In Devon, Connecticut, it is unlawful to walk backwards after sunset. Pick something that annoys the heck out of you and write the law against it. It is unlawful to wear those goddamned little “O.C.” frilly skirts that barely cover your ass and make you look sluttier than a drunken Paris Hilton. Especially if you are over 20 or under 18.

9. If you were in the story Alice In Wonderland, what character would you be and why? The dormouse. I like to sleep in teapots.

10. If it did make a sound, what sound would your head make when you shake it? It would make pooping sounds because pooping sounds are funny.

razor blade taxidermists from 014

Whoa. I did Bikram yoga yesterday with Elyse. It's the one where you do it in a heated room. It was my first yoga experience and I think it was a good choice. I also think I did pretty well considering Elyse said that most people don't make it all the way through the first time without big breaks. So maybe I'm not in as horrible shape as I thought. I had two hinderences though. One was my damn boobs. I had trouble doing a few moves cos they were totally in the way. Well, that will be taken care of soon enough. There was also one move that I will probably never be able to do because it involves sitting in my knees in such a way that it puts all my body weight on my knee screws. Ouch. Not gonna happen. But everything else was ok, even though there were several moments in which I was pretty sure I was about to have to give up. But I didn't. I made it through. Obviously, I have a looooooong way to go before I can do all the moves all the way. I'm not terribly limber at the moment. But it's something to work towards. When I got home, I was sore, and very very sweaty. I took a shower. I felt kinda weird. A little light headed. I drank some water and then lay down on the couch to watch some tv. This was around 7:00. Then next thing I knew, it was 8:00 and I had fallen asleep so I decided to go lie down in the bedroom instead and the next thing I knew after that, it was 10:00 so I just resigned myself to bed after that. Today I'm only a little achy all over but it's that great muscle ache that lets me know I was doing something right. Hooray!

I just had my 6 month evaluation here at work. It went fine. I'm doing a good job, etc. But I was hoping for an immediate raise, and I won't get one because there are some stubborn people down there in our Portland office. So I have to start adding on all these responsibilities and do them for a little while so that my boss can say “She's been doing this for a while and doing it well so she needs a raise”. Ugh. We'll see what happens with that I guess.