Bleh

Monday, June 13, 2011
I haven't been too motivated of late to write pithy, insightful commentary on the state of the world. Maybe because the world (at present) isn't very funny, or interesting, or worth commenting on.*

But here's what I have been thinking about:
  • If you think you know the best course of action, regardless of the topic and your area of expertise, why in the hell would you spend the money on hiring an expert? You can disregard the advice of the third bullshitter from the left for a lot less money.
  • I bought our memberships to Chicon 7 yesterday. Two words: Story Musgrave. I'm sure we'll also hit some other attractions while we're in Chi-town (Navy Pier and Buddy Guy's, anyone?), but for right now, I'm looking forward to the convention. I hope Elizabeth Moon will be there - she's the bomb, and the way she cracks the whip on the panels she moderates reminds me of a certain other female veteran I know.
  •  I had a dream last night that I was trying to decide if I should return to active duty in the Navy. I was agonizing over the decision, which seems strange given that I'm unlikely to leave an extremely well paying civilian gig to go get shot at, and it's even more unlikely that the Navy would be interested in recalling an overweight, 46 year old SCPO with outdated skills. 
  • And speaking of being overweight, I've started a new eating/fitness program over at My Fitness Pal. I think I have the "fitness" part licked - I'm pretty disciplined about making sure I exercise regularly, even when I eat like crap - it's the "eating" part I always have trouble with. Stupid eating. My ID is "Janiece65" if you use this program, too, and want to "friend" me over there.
  • The Smart Man got me a new wedding band for our anniversary and to commemorate our trip to Hawai'i, and it's arrived. It's in the Hawaiian Heirloom style in white gold, and the customization is "Ianieke," which is my name in Hawaiian.** We loves it, precious.


  • I finally found a massage therapist that suits me - a retired Lockheed Martin software engineer who works 20 hours a week at his "retirement gig." Engineers FTW!
  • And here's something I never thought I'd say: I hope the FOX URINE I ordered from Amazon arrives soon. You see, I am trying to save our large Maple, which is slowly being killed by the evil that is bark-stripping squirrels of DEATH. And I'm hoping the fox urine will assist me in this endeavor. DIE, SQUIRRELS, DIE! Or at least stay away from my Maple.
I hope to return to motivated writing tomorrow, but no promises - it seems like my brain can only hold so many ideas at once, and I'm presently full with non-bloggy material.

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*Really over the Weiner jokes. Seriously. Just stop.

**Yes, I did double check that to ensure it really meant "Janiece." I didn't want to walk around with a ring that said "Fried Spam" on it.

11 comments:

Phiala said...

I'm hoping to be at Worldcon next year, but not certain yet. And by the time I can make travel plans it will probably be sold out.

I keep a wolf in the yard and still have squirrel and rabbit problems. I hope your bottled fox urine is more effective than my full-size live-action wolf.

I use fitday.com when I need a reminder. Looks like much the same thing. Data are good.

WendyB_09 said...

**Yes, I did double check that to ensure it really meant "Janiece." I didn't want to walk around with a ring that said "Fried Spam" on it.

Good thinking, espcially with the well-known Hawaiian fondness for all things SPAM!!!

Anne C. said...

My name is close to the spanish word for pineapple (so much so that I use it for some login names). So we would be a perfect pair, Spam and pineapple! :D

Random Michelle K said...

Be very very very careful with the predator pee.

My dad got some a couple years ago, and it spilled in his car.

It takes quite a while to get the smell of predator pee out of your car in the summer.

trole = close there Mr Captcha, but not quite

Steve Buchheit said...

Nice rings.

gling = like bling, but with glamour.

Janiece said...

Michelle, The predator pee will be opened and distributed outdoors only. Because if I can spill it, I will.

Warner said...

Tried predator pee against deer.

Fail.

G-dd-mned rats.

John the Scientist said...

OMG, Michelle beat me to it. Fox piss is some of the foulest stuff imaginable, and you know some of the shit I eat.

A kid in my high school was stealing shit out of gym lockers and the staff couldn't do anything because they never caught him. We poured fox piss on his clothes while he was outside and 1) it nearly gagged us just to open the bottle and 2) the kid was sent home in tears. No more wallets disappeared, though. :D

beatrice in Paris said...

Oooh! A spelling mistake. I found one after readiing dozens of your entries. "Shitter", not "shiter."

Janiece said...

Thanks, Beatrice. Corrected.

beatrice in Paris said...

"Those who live in glass houses"! I was so excited about finding a mistake that I made one myself. READING!