Monthly Archives: November 2007

Art deco doggies

This blog entry from Cookin’ in the ‘Cuse about one of my favorite places made me smile. I don’t eat hot dogs, and when I’m there I get a grilled cheese sand­wich, lots of pick­les, and some Byrne Dairy choco­late milk. I like to take peo­ple from out of town there, too.
Recently

Helping out a fellow libskool student

I received a link to a quick sur­vey that is part of research for a Queens Col­lege library school student’s the­sis.  It’s on the sub­ject of pub­lic library cen­sor­ship.  I have minor issues with how it’s designed, but over­all it’s decent research.  I’d like to encour­age non-librarians to take it if you’re into that kind

Pedestrian road rage

…as AJ calls it.  A pedes­trian was hit and killed by a car while cross­ing the street not far away from my house.  This is after a woman who lived in my neigh­bor­hood was killed rid­ing her bike, not drunk, on the same major street.  (more on that)
I really wanted to get one of my bikes fixed and buy­ing

zzz

I have to admit that I like this 7-hour kitty snooze bet­ter than most of my time­lapse ham­ster videos.

This kept coming up throughout the whole site

Great moments in con­tent — ban­ner ad convergence:

Crazy hamster ladies unite

I was explain­ing to a friend how when I get my own house or my own apart­ment with a spare bed­room, I am basi­cally going to become Jes­sica Wells of the New York Ham­ster House.  (I’m already “Lau­rie who res­cues ham­sters” to at least one per­son in the local res­cue com­mu­nity.)  Any­way, I looked at

The box is HOW big?

This has got to be the dumb­est thing I’ve seen all year. I include heated eye­lash curlers in that state­ment.
Not that it’s just stupid…it seems incred­i­bly waste­ful to me.

Someone give this ad an award

CHUCK NORRIS FOR HOMELAND SECURITY.

Let’s go out to the lake, Earl

I can’t embed this, but I feel the need to link to one of my favorite music videos of all time which is avail­able on YouTube (yay!) and actu­ally posted by the record com­pany (dou­ble yay!)
The Dixie Chicks — Goodbye Earl

Not a reading disability as much as just not paying attention

I keep see­ing this head­line in the Times-Union:

.…and it reg­is­ters in my brain as “Betty White.” I say “noooooo!” and then real­ize that I’m wrong, mostly because a story about Betty White would not be in the local head­lines, and would not have a North Green­bush dateline.