tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18502333692842449142009-07-03T06:34:58.176-05:00planetclaire.org | rantThe revolution will be plagiarized...Clairenoreply@blogger.comBlogger611125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-37310269343827076542009-06-27T14:40:00.002-05:002009-06-27T15:28:09.729-05:00"And yet, betwixt and between chaos, she manages to write something."I was actually prompted to do so by a pop culture flashback moment. There's a War of the Worlds sequel on SciFi right now (or should I say, SyFy) and I recognized one of the actors. Then (as I am wont to do) I unrecognized him, thinking "There's no way that's Kid from Kid 'n Play". Shoulda gone with my first instinct. So how Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-51160017576863198392009-06-16T01:22:00.000-05:002009-06-16T01:23:36.130-05:00You know, nickel really is an underappreciated metal.Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-55266637611714739532009-06-12T22:58:00.002-05:002009-06-12T23:01:24.008-05:00Digital transition in 3... 2... 1...Actually I'm staying up to see the first news reports of senior citizens rioting in the streets because their televisions won't work.You think I'm kidding.Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-42034009878875773552009-06-09T14:04:00.001-05:002009-06-09T14:04:43.641-05:00I'm stuck in a doctor's office with an IV in my hand listening to the nurses talk about Jon and Kate + Child Abuse. This can't get worse. Well it can and will in 5 minutes. Not. Happy.Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-78813936349759786032009-06-09T05:18:00.002-05:002009-06-12T01:12:41.179-05:00I'm more or less bored at the moment.I actually should be less bored and more sleeping, but it is what it is.I reupped this web hosting for another year, so you're stuck with me for a little longer.I was actually tempted just to pull the plug entirely, since I've gotten too far behind in quotes and FUCKING WARNER BROS. closed my store. But there's a part of me that just can't. especially since itClairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-39637698827129405362009-06-07T05:47:00.003-05:002009-06-07T06:18:55.181-05:00Have you ever been super super tired but not really noticed that fact or anything else gone awry until you realize you're carrying on a friendly conversation with your computer screen?I mean, one-sided of course. The screen isn't, like, talking back. Just... I mean...No? Yeah, me neither.There's this weird trend lately in insurance company ads. They've gone from general "we're there when you hit Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-47018313041893164462009-06-03T02:41:00.003-05:002009-06-03T02:43:34.324-05:00Hm.Simple things restore my faith in television. Simple things.Like catching Arsenic and Old Lace on at 2am.Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-5270432421351682722009-06-02T23:17:00.003-05:002009-06-02T23:42:35.521-05:00Okay, point one: fucking Warner Bros. shut down my Gossip Girl store. Because apparently the sales of non-official merch threaten their evil empire. My only hope is that those bastards sell a hell of a lot less Constance Billard items because I saturated the market with my far cooler logos. They ran over that singing frog, you know. Killed him dead. Why? Because it wasn't making enough money for Clairenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-48383530628538243022009-05-12T21:28:00.002-05:002009-05-12T21:37:05.691-05:00Well that's weird.After watching the season finale of Fringe.And. Okay. Sidetrack. I love this show. It's grown on me hugely over the first season and I am so happy it's coming back. But I hate it when shows list everyone in the opening credits that will be in the episode. So of course when Leonard Nimoy's name popped up and he hadn't shown up with a few minutes to go it's like, "Okay. He's Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-61530563720349882592009-05-09T23:33:00.001-05:002009-05-09T23:35:31.836-05:00I absolutely adore White House Correspondence Dinners:"My next 100 days will be so successful I will be able to complete them in 72 days. And on the 73rd day I will rest."—President Barack ObamaClairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-87703942375861212212009-05-06T02:45:00.001-05:002009-05-06T02:45:22.294-05:00Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-4816507439141699082009-05-06T01:26:00.002-05:002009-05-06T01:50:07.450-05:00Oo. It worked. I can now send little transmissions to my planet from abroad. Of course give the fact that so far my chubby little fingers have trouble with the touchpad on my phone I think I'll kick it old school for awhile. Although I'll have to test sending a photo. Later.There's this ad that I keep seeing on teevee and it's this woman wandering around a market with her arm in a sling, making Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-81288416352097318482009-05-06T01:25:00.001-05:002009-05-06T01:25:34.893-05:00TestingClairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-10598086035566685072009-03-24T23:24:00.002-05:002009-03-24T23:54:34.818-05:00Tell me you missed me. Tell me you still love me.Okay, you don't really have to. I've been working just a crazy number of hours lately. To the point that almost everything else has fallen into disrepair. Including my poor little planet. I feel guilty.And just to add to the fun, one of my clients will be performing at Madison Square Garden in May. So getting everything organized and coordinated Clairenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-26455541415535012022009-03-03T01:37:00.003-06:002009-03-03T09:57:33.939-06:00So. Number 42 on the list of reality teevee shows I never intended to start watching and am now addicted to:RuPaul's Drag Race.As if RuPaul and a bevy of drag queens wasn't enough, Santino is on the judge's panel. It's some sort of crazy reality show conflux of glam and grandeur.Glamdeur. Ooo! Glamdeur! I'm going to have to start peppering it into conversations. It's my new favorite word. "Then Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-77477432122721121092009-02-28T00:38:00.005-06:002009-02-28T01:35:12.678-06:00The "o" on my keyboard is still failing to do its appointed duty. Which mainly means I have to proofread every friggin' email I send. As if I didn't already take like an hour to write and rewrite them already. I look like I'm incapable of typing.So you know what else I can't type in? Website addresses. Like the one to get in here and address my throngs of... crickets. But the thing is here—the Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-31595774824437606802009-02-22T00:13:00.001-06:002009-02-22T00:13:43.186-06:00I want key lime pie.Clairenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-7616652397581565122009-02-21T22:09:00.004-06:002009-02-21T22:40:46.907-06:00Woof. I've been negligent of my little planet away from home as of late. And I've been feeling so guilty (mainly because I haven't updated GG in three weeks) that I hadn't even been checking anything related to my site or the show. I have this habit of steering clear of anything related to a subject I'm feeling guilty or bad about. Like if I ignore it I won't have to deal with it for the time Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-67080542366491058312009-02-05T23:31:00.004-06:002009-02-05T23:49:28.239-06:00In the arena of weird things I notice for no good reason, it seems like every season on The Biggest Loser all the women wear black nail polish. At first I thought it was a Black Team thing, but it really does seem like the women on either teams are often wearing black nail polish.So the other night I was watching TV with my mom and I noticed an ad for some random miracle weight loss Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-30328045097460772612009-01-30T16:12:00.005-06:002009-02-01T17:27:59.424-06:00After months of being alternately annoyed and overjoyed with Facebook I have now settled into an ambivalent stance about the whole thing. I'm hoping its popularity will wane as time goes by (it actually amazes me that most IT departments don't automatically block access to the site—hell, I would if I was still in charge of a firewall).What I am so totally not ambivalent about on Facebook? Clairenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-15071822446291756522009-01-27T22:45:00.003-06:002009-02-01T17:28:17.795-06:00I don't know what part is more unintentionally hilarious about this one. I caught a commercial for a revolutionary new product: The Jerkstopper. Which, sadly, only stops cables from being forcibly removed for one's laptop. And I had such high hopes when I first heard the name. It was an added boon, however, when the final order screen put up a big stop sign with the phrase "STOP JERKING!" Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-22757681486602213002009-01-26T15:59:00.004-06:002009-01-26T17:37:45.791-06:00So... a few notes for the upcoming week:I met with my tax person this afternoon to clear up the little "You owe us $12 grand in unpaid taxes and penalties" notice I got from the tax man a few weeks ago. So that makes me feel a bit better. And I'm not in any way saying it was an error on the part of said tax man. But it totally was.I have been working on a (fanzine? rockzine?) magazine for a Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-55279400107244326362009-01-21T09:18:00.003-06:002009-01-21T09:53:30.359-06:00Well I must say yesterday was interesting, to say the least. Just the fact that over one million people showed up to witness the swearing in is very telling of the current mood of a large portion of the country (despite the bill of goods the right are trying to peddle).And before I get into something I have no right to go on about, I just wanted to mention the most surprising part of the Clairenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-79330835974825197672009-01-15T23:08:00.004-06:002009-01-15T23:34:41.603-06:00Ah, Minnesota. How I love you. But you make it so hard some days.It is so flippin' cold this week. I've been trying to stay inside all day every day. Today it was around -10 for most of the day and that's probably been the warmest day all week. It's a sad state of affairs when "above zero" is sounding warm.I actually contemplated canceling an appointment I had today on the grounds that is was tooClairenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1850233369284244914.post-25770951841578895452009-01-14T03:43:00.002-06:002009-01-14T03:54:54.782-06:00Ever get something from childhood stuck in your head that you can't for the life of you remember and try as you might to track the bothersome memory down it just never comes to anything?Ever start out a sentence with the best intentions and realize somewhere along the line it got away from you? Yeah.Anyway. When I was a kid I read some book about... I don't know. An orphaned kid who finds her Clairenoreply@blogger.com2