Archive for February, 2005

You’ve got something on your lip

Monday, February 28th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 3 Comments

There are few things that give me the heebie jeebies like a guy sporting a mustache. Mix it with other facial hair and it becomes more tolerable, but a stand-alone mustache screams “porn star” or “70s cop.”

Looks like I’ll be seeing quite a few of them in the next month, though, as the guys at work are going to embark on the Mustache March tomorrow.

Actually, the looks on clients’ faces might make things kind of amusing. And it’s all a fund-raiser for the MACC Fund. And thankfully, it only lasts a month.

Gunplay ok but please no deaths

Monday, February 28th, 2005 | Fun With Teh Intarweb | No Comments

Hiring the A-Team through Craigslist.

Genius.

(via Waxy.org)

How my mind works.

Friday, February 25th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 1 Comment

So I go to Potbelly for lunch. I’m standing in line behind two guys who are both dressed in identical black outfits that say “CSU” on the back. My immediate thought (after too much journalism school) is “Wow. I wonder what’s going on over here that 2 of the crime scene guys are out.”

As I’m standing in line waiting for my sandwich, I start to wonder why they’re wearing tennis shoes. Wouldn’t boots be more-appropriate footwear? And they look so young…

And then the first one turned around. Ah — not so much “Crime Scene Unit” as “Cleveland State University.” Got it. B-ball. Must be a Marquette or UW-M game tonight.

In my defense, the guy in line in front of them looked exactly (and I mean exactly) like Martin from Without a Trace, so I was in a crime-show frame of mind. (Tch. And if the gods are gonna send me people from WaT, they can’t send Anthony LaPaglia? There’s no justice.)

This one’s for Mom

Friday, February 25th, 2005 | General | 3 Comments

Next time you start to think that I have too much crap, remember this guy. (Update: link changed to Google cache, since he yanked the page.)

He must glue everything down and dust with a leaf blower. Good lord.

My cats would love 30 minutes alone in his house. So much to knock over!

/\/\$ 1z w34k

Thursday, February 17th, 2005 | Fun With Teh Intarweb | 2 Comments

Microsoft rides to the rescue again, this time with A parent’s primer to computer slang.

Yeah, it’s been posted everywhere (nothing this horridly lame can hide for long), but if you missed the MeFi thread on it, check it out. It’s good for many laughs. goodnewsfortheinsane’s comment is probably my favorite of the bunch.

Shtuff.

Wednesday, February 16th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan, You Call This News? | No Comments

Way to go, NHL. Losing a whole season. Oh, well. Those of us who live in AHL cities thank you. We’re having a helluva hockey year. You’re killin’ Canada, though. I don’t know what Canadians are like when they’re angry (really, who’s ever seen it?), but it can’t be pretty.

On a totally unrelated, but positive, note, I think St. Pat is also the patron saint of my right wrist. My doc (whose name is Rory, though that’s neither here nor there) initially told me it’d be six weeks until I get the cast off. Today he told me it comes off in one month. That’s a week early and puts it at March 16. My arm will be liberated in time to hoist a pint or two to the nice man. Hooray!

That’s better.

Tuesday, February 15th, 2005 | Bloggity goodness, Fun With Teh Intarweb, Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Seems like every time I try to find a decent photo online of something from Milwaukee, I can never find exactly what I’m looking for. Flikr gives me posting space, so I intend to remedy that. To that end, I’ve uploaded some pix I already have. I’ll try to keep adding more as I take ‘em, so I’ll keep a link to my Flikr page in my sidebar.

Enjoy.

I actually want the altar

Monday, February 14th, 2005 | Fun With Teh Intarweb | 2 Comments

Applestore of the Future.

Swiped from Dong.

Oh, and also…

Monday, February 14th, 2005 | Fun With Teh Intarweb | No Comments

…since I’m all about the love today, if there’s anyone out there who wants a Gmail invite, lemme know. I’ve got loads.

Happy whatever

Monday, February 14th, 2005 | Fun With Teh Intarweb | 1 Comment

I’ve never been a big Valentine’s fan. February 14 is better known by me as my friend Cate’s birthday. (She’s still getting back at me for taunting her 14+ years ago that I would turn 21 seven months before she would by reminding me that I will hit every other age mark seven months before her as well. I prefer to think of it as “test driving” the age for her. You’re welcome, Cate.)

But if you’re feeling so inclined to look at some Valentine cards, here are some good ones for you. First up, meish.org’s fantastic Anti-Valentines, followed by Cap’n Wacky’s Unfortunate Valentine’s Cards.

Of course there are photos

Friday, February 11th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 2 Comments

Owning a digital camera pretty much means one is obligated to document major injuries, so here you go.

(And before anyone mentions it, I’m workin’ on my Flikr icon. Gimme a moment.)

Oh, snap!

Wednesday, February 9th, 2005 | General | 6 Comments

I’ve got a groovy new black cast for the next 6 weeks. I’ve got a fractured radius and I broke the tip of the ulna, both at the wrist. Also tore a tendon a wee bit, just to add to the fun. I always have to overdo it.

I go back in a week to make sure nothing’s shifted and all is healing well.

On the plus side, the client seemed very impressed that her deadline was more important to me than my medical needs. (Hey — nothing was poking through the skin and the pain was tollerable. I figured it was just a sprain. Clearly IANAD.)

OUCH!!!

Wednesday, February 9th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 1 Comment

Light, fluffy, thin layer of snow + ice underneath = hidden slippery spot on driveway on way to Czeltmobile.

I find out in an hour what exact damage I’ve done to my right wrist. Suffice it to say, I won’t be posting any long essays here for at least a day or two. Not at least until I get some monster painkillers.

UPDATE: It’s fractured and my tendon is torn. Goin’ to see a specialist at 3. More updates as I get ‘em

Sorry for the quiet around here.

Tuesday, February 8th, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | No Comments

Had two deadlines on Monday & a 9622 swap CD to finish up that night. Have to finish a couple of letters tonight and have a site launch tomorrow. Whew. Busy Czelt. Doesn’t help that we’re down a couple of people at work, due to resignations and illnesses, so I’m pulling a little extra duty until those things get resolved.

It’s ok. Keeps me out of trouble.

Yeah, right.

I’ve got a bunch of goodies to share, I just haven’t had time to post them. Soon. I promise.

Damn.

Friday, February 4th, 2005 | You Call This News? | 1 Comment

The guy who owns one of my favorite places in NYC, Rice to Riches, got busted for running a gambling ring. Ok, yes, I guess it’s bad that he was a crook and all, and possibly involved his 14-year-old in the mess, but if there’s no rice pudding next time I go to Manhattan, I’m gonna be pretty pissed off. I love that place.

Guess this means the odds of a Rice to Riches opening here in Milwaukee are out, eh?

Damn.

But maybe fearing the juice guy isn’t so bad.

Wednesday, February 2nd, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 2 Comments

My favorite local restaurant also happens to be a market and deli. Today I was waiting for my lunch at their lunch counter, and kind of people watching to keep myself entertained. I noticed that one of the deli guys was always singing to himself while he worked. I didn’t pay him much attention, just kind of noticed that different songs would be audible as he moved in and out between the deli and the kitchen. When I did finally pay attention, it was because I realized that as he was standing in front of the juicer, shoving carrots into the blades, he was singing “Don’t Fear the Reaper.”

I don’t think he was calming the carrots much.

Almost here.

Tuesday, February 1st, 2005 | Life in Czeltistan | 2 Comments

*squeal*

Tomorrow’s Groundhog Day. My favorite holiday. Can’t hardly wait.

I’m the only one wishing for sun, though, aren’t I? C’mon, Phil and Wanda. Make me happy.

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