Personal

Today’s BlogFodder asks for 11 objects in your immediate vicinity.

The sad thing is, I could quite honestly take the easy route out and give “Eleven empty Dr. Pepper cans” as my answer. Good thing that more housecleaning is on the schedule for tonight.

1. My camera, waiting for me to empty out the last round of shots.
2. A stack of pictures from Prairie from our last trip to visit her family in Woodland.
3. A Rush Hour DVD that I need to watch to see if it’s scratched badly enough to be unwatchable.
4. An ESPN keyring that I got from Chilkoot Charlie’s bar in Anchorage (this amuses me, because in true sterotypical geek fashion, I couldn’t care less about sports, and because ‘Koots was one of my least favorite hangouts).
5. A novelty cigarette lighter shaped like a penguin that I saw at 7-11 and couldn’t pass up.
6. A stack of CDs that, for one reason or another, I’ve discovered haven’t been ripped into my .mp3 collection yet.
7. A stuffed penguin from Prairie that sits on top of one of my computer monitors, keep watch over all I do.
8. A printed copy of the W3C’s CSS Level 2 specification, which I’ve actually read cover-to-cover.
9. Beginning PHP4, which one of these days I’ll actually start digging through so I can learn a bit more about what I can do with PHP on my website.
10. My checkbook, which these days I use only to pay rent with each month.
11. Clear packing tape that hasn’t been put away since I was mailing DVDs out to the world.

Fascinating, isn’t it?

Only two days until I get a visit from the one and only [geek*muffin] herself, along with her boy! Should be a lot of fun — Kirsten and Denton should be showing up early in the morning this Saturday, and here until Thursday or so, as they embark on Kirsten’s first ever paid vacation!

Posting may be a bit light during the week — for some silly reason, I have this bizarre tendency to give the computers short shrift when I’ve got actual real, living, breathing people visiting my little world. I know, things like that probably mean I’m in danger of getting my geek card revoked, but you’ve got to have your priorities, right?

I just got e-mail that my friends Reed and Kerry just had their first child!

Tienna Vie Judd Dyer was born on June 16th at 11:45pm wieghing 6.5lbs. Kerry is in good health and I will E-mail pics of Tienna as soon as I get them.

Wonderful to hear — congratulations to all three of you!

So D’s asking about odd or wierd habits today. I know I’ve got more than my fair share…

• I’ve got something of an unusual vocabulary — choice phrases that I really do say, both online and in the real world, include “rock on,” “ooers,” “woohoo,” and others that I’m blanking on at the moment because I’m actively trying to come up with them.
• I’m a fidgeter. Always have been, always will be. Must have something to do with my hands, whether it’s playing with something, tapping my fingers to music, talking with my hands while describing something, or anything else.
• I will, on occasion, completely randomly start hopping or skipping, or generally bouncing around. This usually happens when other people aren’t around to witness it, but I’ve been caught on more than one occasion.
• Four years after cutting my long hair off, I still tend to try to run my hand through my hair when thinking or stressed.
• Certain events must be described as “fuckin’ awesome.”
• I quote movies constantly — but rarely entirely accurately. Close enough to make my point, but I’m often corrected by my friends after spouting off.
• It’s just been pointed out to me that I tend to start humming whatever random song is floating through my head at any given point.
• After my years of DJ’ing, I’m incredibly catty when I’m at a club and the DJ isn’t up to my personal standards. And they rarely are.
• I’m as likely to watch a Disney film as I am a horror flick or bizarre surrealistic art film.
• If there’s a way to make a lowbrow, crude, gutter-level joke about something, I’ll probably go there.
• I’m not a big fan of cheese, and my preferred form is the Kraft Singles (fondly referred to as “plastic cheese” by my mom).

I think that’s enough for now. I’m sure there’s more…

I think, like, I want to, like, ban the word, like, “like,” from the English, like, language.