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Feb. 18th, 2005 08:50 amIt's FRIIIIIIIIDAYYYYY!
It's also cold.
This was in the news today. Screw the $800 for Marblehead. Anybody got a few million dollars floating around they're not using? Once again my paypal information is....
I have the bestest kid in the world. The BESTEST Once again, in for our nightly snuggle, we happened to turn the TV on and catch the last 15 minutes of Survivor. (Ok, not your typical late night children's TV, but I don't have a typical late night child.) I dunno if anybody watched Survivor (I don't usually, but Dick's a huge fan.) but in the voting it came down to one of two women. Jolanda, an outspoken woman of colour and Angie, an obviously left of centre, bespecticled, multipierced, tattooed woman of... well, tattoos.
Jolanda appeard to have been a bossy old cow (my own personal opinion) and Angie appeard to have been keeping pace with pretty much everybody else. You'd have never really picked her out of a crowd except for the fact she looked totally different from your typical Survivor. Angie, I might add, was also the last one chosen when they were picking tribes. (Talk about your flashbacks to elementary school playgrounds everywhere!)
Annnnnnnnyhow. It was the Survivor end thingie.. the... Trial? No the Tribal Council - that's it. The votes were pretty even for Jolanda and Angie. Anyway, The Kid is watching this with a mixture of complete horror and outrage. "Why," she says to me, "are they voting for Angie? Just because she thinks differently than they do doesn't mean she should be voted off." Just because she thinks differently? My sweet lil' babboo corrolated the fact that because she looks different she thinks differently? Not wrongly, not badly, but differently? Maybe I'm reading too much into this, but... COOL! And, not only that, she (at age 8) was a whole wack more mature than some of the Survivor people in that she was outraged that they'd consider voting somebody off because they were different - not because they were bad or lazy, but because they were different.
God Love Her.
Oh, I went out last night and blew $200 of money I don't have (thank you MasterCard Gods) on clothes. YAY for new clothes! That has absolutely nothing to do with anything, but as I rarely do stuff like that I thought it might be noteworthy. Maybe not.
The Kid's at school and Dick's at school. He has a test this morning and usually they let them out after the test so I only have a few precious hours to myself this morning. The house is like an ice-box and there have been 3 people in the shower so far in the past 2 hours (one of whom was not me) so I'm pretty much sure if we're not out of hot water we're probably pretty darn close. I think I'll have some bagely goodness and another cup of (gasp!) bad coffee with hazlenut coffeemate and maybe go back to bed for a bit.
Ciao!
It's also cold.
This was in the news today. Screw the $800 for Marblehead. Anybody got a few million dollars floating around they're not using? Once again my paypal information is....
I have the bestest kid in the world. The BESTEST Once again, in for our nightly snuggle, we happened to turn the TV on and catch the last 15 minutes of Survivor. (Ok, not your typical late night children's TV, but I don't have a typical late night child.) I dunno if anybody watched Survivor (I don't usually, but Dick's a huge fan.) but in the voting it came down to one of two women. Jolanda, an outspoken woman of colour and Angie, an obviously left of centre, bespecticled, multipierced, tattooed woman of... well, tattoos.
Jolanda appeard to have been a bossy old cow (my own personal opinion) and Angie appeard to have been keeping pace with pretty much everybody else. You'd have never really picked her out of a crowd except for the fact she looked totally different from your typical Survivor. Angie, I might add, was also the last one chosen when they were picking tribes. (Talk about your flashbacks to elementary school playgrounds everywhere!)
Annnnnnnnyhow. It was the Survivor end thingie.. the... Trial? No the Tribal Council - that's it. The votes were pretty even for Jolanda and Angie. Anyway, The Kid is watching this with a mixture of complete horror and outrage. "Why," she says to me, "are they voting for Angie? Just because she thinks differently than they do doesn't mean she should be voted off." Just because she thinks differently? My sweet lil' babboo corrolated the fact that because she looks different she thinks differently? Not wrongly, not badly, but differently? Maybe I'm reading too much into this, but... COOL! And, not only that, she (at age 8) was a whole wack more mature than some of the Survivor people in that she was outraged that they'd consider voting somebody off because they were different - not because they were bad or lazy, but because they were different.
God Love Her.
Oh, I went out last night and blew $200 of money I don't have (thank you MasterCard Gods) on clothes. YAY for new clothes! That has absolutely nothing to do with anything, but as I rarely do stuff like that I thought it might be noteworthy. Maybe not.
The Kid's at school and Dick's at school. He has a test this morning and usually they let them out after the test so I only have a few precious hours to myself this morning. The house is like an ice-box and there have been 3 people in the shower so far in the past 2 hours (one of whom was not me) so I'm pretty much sure if we're not out of hot water we're probably pretty darn close. I think I'll have some bagely goodness and another cup of (gasp!) bad coffee with hazlenut coffeemate and maybe go back to bed for a bit.
Ciao!