aut disce aut discedere

Oh XKCD. love.

2009-11-12T22:20:00.001-08:00

nanna-ream-o

2009-11-10T22:45:00.000-08:00

nano...sucking...brain..power...

also, why can't I write in my sleep?

and...one of the best episodes of the best shows ever.

although that clip does leave out one good bit, where daniel points out that they could be doing anything they wanted and they both freeze, then exit post haste.

teal'c with the thermometer in his mouth? never fails to make me crack my face in half with a grin.

ok. fold clothes. bed.

uh-huh.

2009-11-10T00:07:00.001-08:00

you know it's time for bed when this makes you burst out laughing.

thank you, and good night.

NaNoWriMo

2009-11-01T10:57:00.000-08:00

*cue pertinent Rimsky-Korsakov song*

too much crap to do today for serious writing BUT my reboot begins.

YES.

2009-10-27T21:09:00.000-07:00

Dammit, now I have to start watching Castle.

"didn't you wear that, like, five years ago?" SNORT.

yaarrrrrrn.

2009-10-27T19:00:00.000-07:00

so I'm trying to kick-start my yarn weight loss campaign again. not a diet per se...but if I want to start a new project, I have to finish something else. if I want to buy more yarn for a project, then a corresponding amount of yarn has to be either done or leave some other way. (the craft depot, gifted, osv.)

so far not much has happened. although that's mostly to blame the work schedule. but I need to finish:

northern lights scawl*, which at this stage is...yarn. and a pattern. sort of.
Giant Shawl Of Death, currently lurking reproachfully at me, since finishing it implies ripping out...pretty much the entire thing. yeah.
Mystery Afghan Thing, which right now is more like "mystery washcloth thing"
and others, but I'm all ufo-depressed now and anyway, it's time for NCIS.

*could be a scarf. could be a shawl. might end up being a cowl. who knows? also, sounds like 'scowl,' which is what I currently do when I think of it.

SUCH a good movie.

2009-10-15T21:59:00.000-07:00

Saving Grace. seeing that tv show (which is totally unrelated to the film) in the tv menu makes me go YA-oh. sad.

see?

one of the reasons I love this movie is that James is Grace. if James were a little welsh lady who started to grow pot to avoid bankruptcy. although when I watched it with him the scene where she cleans out her greenhouse gave him the twitchy fits. "but that's worth- that one's! but!"

"my name is tony, I am from scandinavia."
"...he doesn't talk much."
"mhm...does he have to?"

And the internet just ate the rest. bugger. oh well. here's one of the best bits:

I thought of this movie on the latest Crazy Day (which has been somewhat washed away from Drowning Marmot Day on tuesday, but involved an entire ER getting serious contact highs from a patient)

Penn & Teller.

2009-10-11T16:14:00.000-07:00

you just gotta love 'em.

theraflu-induced randomness.

2009-09-30T17:10:00.000-07:00

1) Mixed Berry with green tea and menthol Theraflu is more awful than normal Theraflu. I know, I know, I didn't think it was possible either. but trust me. Homeland Security, I got your new interrogation method right here.

2) I hate it when you're sick, so you take a sick day* at work, and then you wake up and you feel way better at noon-ish, so you think yeah, hey, awesome, I'll be back at work tomorrow, and then at 1500 suddenly you're back to sinus migrane of DEATH and taking the fucking recycling down and checking the mail makes you collapse back on the couch in exhaustion, and then you have to call in to work again for another sick day and you can feel the "...is it swine flu?" that's unasked and to make matters worse...

...it's time for more Mixed Berry Theraflu.

3) being mostly-catatonic has, though, given me a great gift: I finally got around to watching Glee.

seriously, the hours I spent going "meh, not so interested" are hours that I regret. deeply. I was never in a glee club (did Wayzata even have one?) but musical theatre is something I was raised on. you know in shows when people randomly break out in song? it took me an embarassingly long time to realize that normal people's parents don't sing phrases from musical of various obscurity in most situations. if no one else watches this show, my parents have to. the only downside to this is that I can't watch it with The Boy without sending him running for the hills.
(also, I've received the inability to type correctly. sheesh. dextromethorphan HBr and phenylephrine HCl and acetaminophen aren't altering drugs (besides, you know, sleepy-time), but you wouldn't know it by my typing skills)

4) New Dexter spot: artful cinematography paired with what song? Under Pressure.

this is why I love that show.

5)

6) Things Mawit Saw At Folsom:

Rainbow Brite (so not kidding.)
Guy Wearing a Snake (...only a snake.)
Guy Wearing a Hijab (...only a hijab.)
some really bad corsetry
some really good corsetry
lots of leather (well, duh.)
lots of nudity (also, duh.)
several small children (so not duh. really? yes, I understand, america is a little overly puritanical (ok, a lot) in some regards but...bob ditter says no!)
but the best thing was the XKCD tshirt on the guy wearing an interesting pair of pants.

7) the designers of the Breeze litterbox deserve sainthood. no kidding. by all rights should be stinkier than the lidded boxes we had been using (since they're open to the air) and granted, when Raz (who nearly got renamed Gollum/Smeagol) decides to leave us a present it's biohazard-worthy, but he actually usually succeeds in burying it and then we scoop it out (cause we don't have to fight with a lid and just scoop and dump) and then hey presto no stinky. and the pee goes down into a chuk and you don't change that for a week and it magically doesn't stink. Best. Litterbox. Ever.

8) I love Neil Patrick Harris.

9) Tsunami Watches are pretty boring, actually, which makes me sad that more people are talking about tsunami watch in the east bay than actual tsunami-earthquake-utter-destruction in Samoa.

10) Jayne is currently stalking an invisible critter that had damn well better not be a moth, because...well, it just better not be one.

11) every time I watch NCIS:LA I think of Katy because it's Chris O'Donnell. and good show, but...what's with the Incredibles lady?

12) Braid is an awesome game. if you've got an Xbox, you should buy Braid. so worth it. although if you play it for too long your brain goes splerkutyblip.

"when you're older, you'll find that will be a gift."

2009-09-30T15:31:00.000-07:00

SNORT.

Glee.

Watch it.

best fucking wednesday EVER.

2009-09-23T23:50:00.000-07:00

and it totally started out in The Pit...of Despaaaaaair, too, which makes it all the better.

the marmot gets essentially no sleep. Gets to work. boo, work. mawit tired. marit messed up proportions on coffee manufacturing in the morning. mawit sad. mawit gets coffee. things looking up. two calls down...then three...four...five. We're on our way to our sixth call and we drive past the Fox Theatre.

What's on the sign? Sep 23 Rodrigo y Gabriela.

what. WHAT. WHAAAT. mawit thinks "Dammit! I missed them AGAIN! WAIT! 23!!! 23 is TODAY!" grab phone. text mom to beg for info on concert start/price/etc.

starts at 8pm. tickets still available, 35 bucks. HELL. YES. text The Boy: hey remember rod y gab, want to go tonight?"

The Boy gets tickets with four minutes remaining. HELL. YES.

then, enter Murphy. we're delayed at our seventh call. dispatch has given us an eighth call, too, with a 5:30 pickup. PICKUP. mawit flips the fuck out. partner shakes head at mawit. of course we're gonna get a late call. we always get late calls. no, dispatch can't make it go away magically no matter how much you beg them.
mawit still flipping the fuck out because suddenly the great glimmer of hope that today wasn't going to totally suck is being eclipsed by yawning pit of despair.

on last leg of last call partner says something about bart and rides and mawit doesn't get it (because logic while flipping the fuck out? notsomuch.) the Boy calls. what's the deal? The Sainted Partner lays out the plan: The Boy meets mawit at work. The Boy and Mawit drive their car to BART. partner follows. we park our car at BART, hop in partner's car. partner drives us to theatre. (opposite direction of partner's home.)

cleared last call around 7:10. was at theatre by 7:45.

concert = win.

My pants....quacked.

2009-09-22T21:38:00.000-07:00

A Faerie Imp Trolly

2009-09-19T13:33:00.000-07:00

OH lord, I did NOT need to find this on a day when I'm trying to pretend I don't have to do anything but secretly (se..cret...ly) have waaaay too much stuff to do.

A Feral Item Pylori
Premarital Life Yo
Premarital Leif Yo
Paella Ire Mortify

I think this one's my Pirate Name of the day (it being Talk Like A Pirate Day):
Parlay Foe Limiter

you can apparently make lots of naughty anagrams with my full name.

and I want this shirt.

dresden FTW!

morngryn fortjener deng.

2009-09-10T07:28:00.000-07:00

or, crappy mornings deserve punishment. although combating crappy mornings with Queen is more like a reward...hm.

GOD I love that riff.

and you can't not love that song.

fried chicken!

and, because it's me, and we all know my neuroses (thanks MOM) (nah, just kidding, I like this particular neurosis.)

oh yeah. I think we should replace the statue of liberty with a giant statue of freddie mercury like the one that's in montreaux. colossus of rhodes style.

chick-en. good!

2009-09-06T15:31:00.000-07:00

otherwise known as...comic day!

Good, good book!

what's it about?

everything under the sun! did you know for example that alcohol is a waste product? all alcohol is made of small organisms that eat sugar and crap alcohol!
good, good book!

oh, xkcd. how is it that you almost perfectly understand my brain?

why does metal feel colder to the touch then wood when they're both outside?
they have different abilities to hold warmth. metal, being colder than your skin, transfers heat faster away from your hand and feels very cold to touch. wood is a bad heat transferer, and takes longer to steal your warmth. that's why it feels warmer to touch!
pff.
don't you believe me? she doesn't believe me! it's true!
wolf, wolf...
WHERE?!
Study again? Pff! If I could go to Hogwarts as Harry Potter and learned magic, I'd have applied there! I would have been able to learn to fly and such! -But to sit still and learn boring things and not be able to glue anyone to their chairs because you're over 20? No thanks! I can't imagine going back to school again. I am after all a grownup.
m-hm.

did you read...
sssh.
don't you think...
hush, you!
I...
seriously. shut up.
I just...
if you force me to discuss the news in these days, you have to pay for my therapy afterwards.

did you know that KISS have made KISS-coffins?
eeeew...Do you know what kind of coffin you want?
Cyan, now...
morbid subject, sorry.
it's not that. I just thought it was obvious. I want a treasure chest, of course.
of course.

(lik = corpse, kiste = chest, skatte = treasure, so coffin = corpse chest, see?)

you musn't say I'm sorry all the time.
I'm sorry.
I mean it! it takes a lot of courage to ask for forgiveness when you've done something wrong, but it's self-deprecating to say it too much!
I'm s- Shaddup.
wise girl.
With ninjalike invisiblity she sneaks herself gradually closer...her sleeping target notices nothing.
AAAARGH!
I HAVE NINJALIKE INVISIBILITY!
YOU HAVE ICE-COLD TOES!

Ow. What's this? today's newspaper? aha. I must have bought it on the way home. But what is this? Toast in the newspaper? aha. I must have made it. What's this now? there's been a robbery at a Burger King? ...aha...

ARGH!
What happened?
I heard sounds and my imagination ran away from me...it's easy to see things when you're in the woods. ...but it was only a guy who wanted to try to rob us. I kicked him in the balls and took his knife. he's not coming back.
...what were you afraid it would be?
the purple teletubby.

from blip. been there.

that's gonna be expensive.

and lastly, go HERE. now. but only if your sound is up and you're not at work. or in a meeting.

I'm ba-ack.

2009-08-15T23:20:00.000-07:00

Well, my stupid back is finally back to normal and The Incredibly Ridiculously Late Thing can come out of quarantine (I saw a moth. Teh Intarwebs suggests that it's not a clothes or fiber-loving moth, but rather a food-eating moth ((which I also doubt, because all my fuds are stored in containers purchased to repel The Ants Of Death, but whatever)) BUT I'm not taking chances. it's been wrapped up in the freezer for the past several weeks and gone over with a fine toothed comb ((can't wash, otherwise I would.)) and finally ready to be mailed. Ridiculously. Late.

Sometimes my job is a leeeetle inconvenient.
scary back-killing statistics aside. grumblegrumblefreakin'oldtowno-towngrumblegrr. I'd just like to be able to get to the post office....reliably. srsly.

Also, some part of my childhood just went either a) on a totally batshit crazy rampage or b) off to sob in the corner. Why? because there's a campaign to remove the Carl books from libraries.

THE CARL BOOKS. Good Dog Carl, you know? gorgeous illustrations of a wee little bebbie and her guardian rottweiler by Alexandra Day? largely responsible for my early programming towards big puppydogs? best kid's book ever?! (okay, maybe tied with the mouse books. and maurice sendak. and...ok, so there's a lot of 'best kid's book ever'-s. shush.)

because it encourages irresponsible parenting and encourages/indoctrinates young children with dangerous behavior.

What.

(This comic's first panel and this comic are once again pertinent, and as an aside, you should check out the first comic's author's new comic here.)

I shake my head in disbelief. Where are these people getting their drugs, and why aren't they sharing? although, if the drugs are making them go to crazytown I don't think I want them to share.

and finally...just because it never fails to make me smile...

dad! what? Dad! What?! DAD! WHAT?!?

2009-07-21T11:23:00.000-07:00

ah, Indiana Jones.

I made this one.

yesterday you may have heard a terrifying screech of agony around 8pm. that would have been me removing my eyes with a blunt spoon after the trailer for the new sherlock holmes movie came on the screen. *shudder.*

New Harry Potter was ...kinda boring. although in the theatre last night there were at least two other knitters other than me, because while everyone chuckled at one scene, a few of us laughed pretty loudly.

Matt and I want to see a Dresden movie. but I'd be a bit terrified of a Dresden movie. maybe directed by Tim Burton or Guillermo del Toro or someone who wouldn't kill it. and John Williams to do the scoring. yeah.

Oh so much win. SO. MUCH. WIN.

2009-07-17T22:23:00.000-07:00

seriously. Let's check that out again, for all y'all non-norsk-snakkende-folk.

also, I have known all of those people. Went to school with...eyep, all of them. caricatures, yes, but dead-on.

this merely reaffirms my desire- nay, need- to see Kill Buljo.

I HAS YARN!

2009-07-06T21:45:00.001-07:00

yarn that I made! see!

Here it is in progress...and here is my skein! whee!

not sure how many yards, and I still need to set the twist, but....YARN!

also, here's what's next:From my super awesome Gorey swap partner.

Also...Twister = best movie ever.

Science and pyrotechnics. nothing better.

WHEEEEEE!

2009-06-17T19:46:00.001-07:00

September the 7th is going to be a great day. An awesome day. A day during which Marit will not be allowed to drive a motorized vehicle. Why?

Because we've already learned that Marit + Rodrigo y Gabriela = full-on PD attack. can't drive and drum at the same time.

And because the new Rodrigo y Gabriela album 11:11 is coming out that day.

So. Much. Awesome.

he's like a mr wizard for food, but extra cheesy.

2009-06-13T19:35:00.000-07:00

A curious thing happens when you watch too many episodes of Good Eats. You start to crave everything you see, even things that don't really seem all that appetizing. (like homemade chicken fried steak...three different ways.) And you start to lust after every single gadget. (like cast iron broilers. and mini spatulae. and squeezy plunger beaker meauring cups. and beakers. and....um...small apartment, marit. small. apart. ment.) And then, you decide that the perfect food to make for dinner tonight is an english rib hungarian goulash...that takes at the minimum something like 10 hours to make...and it's already six o'clock. you briefly consider it anyway.

I call it Food Schizophrenia. I got it bad.

on the plus side, it's keeping me from marching down to my renter's office and demanding money for reparations for all the anguish I've endured dealing with ridiculously fucking shoddy 'renovations' done in my apartment. The painters were clearly trained apes (without the training): my closet doors weren't stripped before they repainted them white, and they didn't take them down when they repainted because there is a strip of old dingy cream hidden above the track, which is also covered in blobs of paint, and the hardware hanging the doors is completely covered with paint so a 2 minute rehanging job turned into 40 solid minutes of angry pounding and drilling...nor were the chipped edges of walls treated before they were repainted, so in places the metal framing edges are covered only by a coat of paint, they painted completely over the fuse box...and I'm pretty sure the walls are painted in primer.

dammit. now I need to go watch more Good Eats.

might?

2009-06-09T13:18:00.000-07:00

marit freya's Dewey Decimal Section:

512 Algebra

marit freya's birthday: 5/29/1983 = 529+1983 = 2512

Class:
500 Science

Contains:
Math, astronomy, prehistoric life, plants and animals.

What it says about you:
You are fascinated by the world around you, and see it as a puzzle worth exploring. You try to understand how things work and how you can make them better. You might be a nerd.

Find your Dewey Decimal Section at Spacefem.com

...I just used a meme that told me what my dewey decimal would be. I think any question about my being a nerd is moot.

laughing so hard I'm crying.

2009-06-07T21:23:00.000-07:00

seriously.

I love XKCD. LOVE. oh, Mr Munroe, you are a genius. Friday's was awesome:

but this one...might be the turning point behind me getting that Height poster I keep eyeing, or the Stand Back: I'm Going to Try Science! shirt, or the SCIENCE It works, bitches. shirt.

and there is a killer pillow on ravelry that I want, although I want it to be this panel instead, which is somewhat more complistercated.

Movies Part Deux.

2009-06-01T22:44:00.001-07:00

Night at the Museum 2 is not nearly as entertaining as Night at the Museum. (Also, Amy Adams as Amelia Erhart is kinda creepy.) But sufficently entertaining enough that I didn't fall back on my usual reaction to Ben Stiller. (clawing off my face screaming incoherently Oh God The Pain...although if I'm screaming oh god the pain is it really incoherent? maybe for you. I know I'm showing my alien heritage in expressing that sentiment...but...really...Zoolander. need I say more?)

Star Trek is still pretty freakin' cool. Not as cool on non-Imax (even halfassed Imax), however, so if you can hit up the Imax, do so. you may be able to discern individual nosehairs, but the forebrain will be going "oo....shiny....." enough to make up for it.

Did I see any new previews? um...oh. yeeeees. Hollywood is so starved for ...I don't know what... that they're actually making another alvin and the chimpunks movie. I don't remember anything else, the alvin scared it away.

Movies...

2009-05-26T20:43:00.001-07:00

Star Trek:
Awesome. Went to a matinee, but would have willingly paid a) actual movie prices b) actual imax prices and even c) actual imax prices at a real imax (not AMC's stupid I'm-an-imax-but-actually-not-really-teehee-suckers) in California. It reminded me of when I was younger and running around with Dithy and Teri debating whether Riker or Picard was better (as I recall Teri voted Riker and Dithy voted Picard) and adding to the Weirdo Chant and all manner of ridiculously awesome things. Am quite willing to see it again.

Terminator Salvation:
Terminatedest? oh wait, that's Die Hardester. Wrong franchise. Pretty good. Although at times I think Christian Bale forgot he wasn't being Batman and started to talk in the Batman voice. I can well understand why he could go into crazy flipout mode, especially during certain scenes. Watching the credits roll in the beginning was sort of entertaining, kind of like when the credits rolled at the end of Star Trek and everyone in the theatre said Winona Ryder?! WTF!? Also: I never ever ever ever want to see the governor of my state bare-ass naked on a giant fucking screen ever again. I don't care if he's digital. EW.

Angels and Demons:
Pretty good. I was very very disappointed when the credits in the beginning were rolling and then the title splash screen came on...and it wasn't the Angels and Demons ambigram. hello? whole damn book is based around ambigrams, and you give me a stupid boring text title? Also, totally gratuitous extended Tom Hanks-in-a-Speedo scene. Dudes. Ew.

In terms of previews:
Public Enemies looks good. (is Christian Bale in every movie?)
O You who are responsible for that heresy that is Sherlock Holmes? you're headed straight to the 9th circle of hell. seriously. Someone find a way to harness the energy caused by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle turning in his grave. Mr Downey Jr? Jeremy Brett is coming for you. he's coming back from the dead for you, and he's going to kick. your. ass. and I'm going to cheer him on. omgwtfbbq. There's not enough -OH groups in the world to make me go see that movie.
Julie and Julia could be entertaining.
The Sandra Bullock movie could also be entertaining. it's quite likely that all the funny bits are in the preview, but they're pretty funny bits.
Night at the Museum could be funny. The first one was surprisingly good, and I am usually heavily allergic to Ben Stiller.
Don't know about Up.
Land Of The Lost: ....Will Farrell...please...go...away...please...
Taking of Pelham 123: ...John Travolta is creeeeeepy.
Year One is another one of those weeeeelll...maybe....could be good, could be Zoolander.

I can't remember any others.

Oh but the nurse on the new showtime tv series? her twin works at one of my hospitals. (yes, *my* hospitals.)