Ginger's follies, foibles and fixations.
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| You Listen to Me, Mr. Kick-Ass Ginger's follies, foibles and fixations. |
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Saturday, February 15, 2003 Oh, and... A big thank-you to PW for the best consolation-Valentine any gal could wish for! posted by Ginger | 11:26 PM Goddamn it. It had been a while since I lost a post before I could save it. But as I wrote up a multiple-paragraph assessment of the peace rally today, I lost the whole thing. Fucking hell. It's the far-right conspiracy, I tell ya! Tom Tomorrow has some info about the rally, and some decent photos too. In sum: The rally was big and peaceful. Our signs were funny (that is, those carried by our group. I didn't carry one because, well, I don't like carrying signs, and I was taking photos), and most passersby concurred that our signs were the best of the bunch. Any official estimate of the crowd you hear on the news or wherever, add at least a third more to account for the many, many people who tried but couldn't manage to get to the rally proper. I heard about and experienced first-hand the difficulty of getting to First Avenue if you didn't come from just the right direction at just the right time. Between subway closures and police barricades (not to mention the cold), the fine city of New York made it as difficult as possible to attend. Yet from what I saw only on First Avenue, estimates between 200,000 and 500,000 attendees seem about right (I know that's a big difference, but I have no idea how to count such things). I have photos, but it's too late to post them now, and I've got to get to bed. After we left the rally for some hot chocolate and couldn't get back in, we decided to call it a day, and happened to pass by a movie theater where Gangs of New York was playing. Melanie and I decided to take in the OscarTM nominee while Nell and Malin went on their merry ways. Took me forever to get home (the East side just sucks, really) and now I'm so sleepy.... More later. And oh geez, I haven't even done the Friday Five yet. Yawn. posted by Ginger | 11:05 PM Just Think About It... It occurred to me today that James Van Der Beek is the Kevin Bacon of the future. posted by Ginger | 12:18 AM Thursday, February 13, 2003 This is your fucking stability, my main man -- Three Kings Looks like the general stress levels are rising, eloquently described by our beloved Wil. I left work feeling like I had done shit all day. I'm pissed at Mr. Boss for going on and on and on and on about the plastic and the duct tape, and Mrs. Boss running out for peanut butter and saltines. Jesus-fucking-Christ. Though it was nice of her to bring me back a gigantic candy bar as a "sorry you got dumped" consolation prize. I swear--the thing was a foot long. Make it plastic and vibrating and maybe it would really cheer me up. Instead I got a nasty sugar crash, but it's the thought that counts. If I really believed that any of our "enemies" (which, apparently, includes most of the world and a good chunk of this country) had the capability and wherewithal to launch chemical weapons in the U.S., I certainly wouldn't expect plastic wrap and fucking duct tape to save me (though duct tape can indeed be very useful around the home or office). The whole atmosphere of hysteria and panic effectively keeps people from questioning the purveyors of hysteria and panic. Keep the masses confused and scared and they'll take any Patriot Act or unilateral strike you can shove up their asses. I'm not saying that I'm particularly well-informed or that I'm any great rebel myself--I'd just as soon sit home and watch DVDs as the next guy. But it's just too much -- I can't enjoy my leisure time! You see, if they made DVD players that didn't die after eleven months, then maybe the masses would be too distracted to take to the streets. But mine is broke, so conveniently, a huge rally is scheduled for Saturday. "Orange Alert" be damned - you'll find me out there with the rest of the frustrated, broke and leisure-impaired masses. What will it do? Probably not much more than mailing a bag of rice to Washington DC, but it is something, and something feels better than nothing right now. Anyway, life goes on... I've been preparing to do a reading of Mrs. Boss's new play tomorrow night. She asked me to play a (small) part! It's just for the reading, and won't turn into any stage thing. As most of you probably know I've done acting before, back in the day, but this is a musical and I don't sing, so that's that. My sister Melanie and Cudgel will be participating too - this is the first time they will have met and they're playing best friends. Now that will be entertaining. You see, the parting with Cudgel was basically amicable, but I'm reserving the right to consider myself Wronged and therefore can indulge in some bitter vindictiveness. And better still, Melanie and Mrs. Boss totally have my back, so Cudgel is walking into something of a hostile room tomorrow night. Hee hee. But we can't let it go too far because I already agreed to go with him to a movie after the reading. Broken up but still dating? What-the-fuck-ever. posted by Ginger | 12:17 AM Wednesday, February 12, 2003 Pantera does fuckin' rule, man... Have you visited I-ROCK yet? I'm not kidding, guys. posted by Ginger | 5:01 PM An Interesting Article (Thanks to DW!) Not to be repetitive, but Tom Tomorrow seems to be following this pretty closely as well. And I'm fucking worthless today. Mr. Boss is gleefully discussing buying plastic and duct tape to fend off a chemical attack (why do I keep thinking of those "Duck and Cover" films from the 50's?). Libby came in with a roll of duct tape (the last at the hardware store) and Shaun said: "if we can't find any plastic we'll just have to duct-tape our orifices." I don't lose it easily, especially in the face of mass media-induced paranoia, but I'm ready to just walk out of here and go home. Has the world gone completely insane? posted by Ginger | 1:00 PM No time to explain, but go here and vote. There's more explanation on Tom Tomorrow's site. posted by Ginger | 12:34 PM Like you didn't finish those Newports we all pitched in for... For a limited time (through February), you can catch the greatest ROCKumentary of all time -- that of Scranton, PA's legendary I-ROCK. So click on the link at left, when you get to Heavy.com, click on "Behind the Music That Sucks" at the bottom, then click on "archive" at the top right, then when you see all the little faces, click on the three mulleted gents just below Kid Rock and to the left of Sting. It sounds convoluted, but believe me, IT'S WORTH IT! After February you have to pay to see it, so go now. Oh, and Cudgel broke up with me! Feh. Mature end to a probably-doomed-anyway relationship, or a last-ditch effort to escape getting me anything for Valentine's Day? You decide. posted by Ginger | 10:20 AM Sunday, February 09, 2003 Whoa...is that Jesus? Heh. Is that Our Lord Jesus Christ? No..I think it's....Ohh, it's Rush. Oh, God. --Beavis I've just been nostalgiafying with an old four-hour videotape of The Beavis and Butt-Head Moronathon, which I made back in 1994 or something. And why did I choose to walk down this particular section of Memory Lane tonight? BECAUSE MY FUCKING DVD PLAYER IS BROKEN!!!!! I've had this thing less than a year, and a few months ago I noticed that it tends to "fuzz out" once every DVD or so. Which means that I get an electronic buzz in my speakers and the picture goes all snowy for a second. It's not the DVD because it happens in different places and on several DVDs, but since it was only a minor annoyance I was, well, only minorly-annoyed. So this afternoon/evening I'm playing DVDs while I'm cooking, just as background entertainment really. And the goddamn thing just STOPS in the middle of a Mr. Show episode and won't do anything. I can't skip ahead, can't go to the menu, can't stop the DVD or open the tray. All I can do is turn the power completely off. I did that, let it rest for a couple of minutes, then turned it back on and tried to open it to get the DVD out. NOPE. It says "open" but just sits there, then says "close" then "reading" yet nothing ever reads. Jesusmotherfuckingchrist. I just got this DVD player a year ago! I just received Y Tu Mama Tambien from Netflix! ARRRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Friends, I am a simple girl with simple needs. And all I ask is TO BE ABLE TO WATCH A FUCKING DVD IN MY OWN HOME WHENEVER I GODDAMN WELL PLEASE! And, come to think of it TO HAVE A PIECE OF ELECTRONIC EQUIPMENT THAT COSTS ME MORE THAN $200 ACTUALLY WORK FOR AT LEAST A FULL YEAR. Later: NOW they tell me. I don't remember seeing all of these negative reviews when I bought the damn thing. Apparently I got myself a lemon with an average lifespan of 3 to 11 months. Now I'm feeling almost lucky that it lasted as long as it did. Well, now I have an excuse to shop for one of those five-disc players... posted by Ginger | 9:52 PM |
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