This is Crazy, People

So today, I almost got chased out of the grocery store.

I'm sure all of you have heard about the swine flu thing - people are going insane about it. Dude. It's a strain of the flu. It is NOT that big of a deal. To declare Texas a disaster area because we've had one person die is really silly. In any case, because of all the sensationalist news, people are in a freaking panic around town.

I went to the grocery store to pick up a salad for lunch, and I coughed a little bit. Not like a sick cough - like a clear-the-throat-because-I-have-allergies cough. And this woman whirls around and says, in a horrible shrieky voice, "I can't believe you'd come in a public place being sick like that. Don't you know you're endangering people? Get out of here!"

She was just a shopper, not a manager or anything, so of course I didn't listen to her. I just raised my eyebrows and kept going. She was shouting at my back with stuff like, "Don't you go touching anything!"

It was both hilarious and pathetic.

A Little Video Treat for You

Shoot it! SHOOT IT!"

Miss You Fever + Quotes!

Want to hear a great Texas blues song? It's "Miss You Fever" by Delbert McClinton - it'll play on imeem.com.
Listen!
Mmm, such a great song.

Also, two great work quotes today:

S: I think the internet comes in through the plumbing. I'm serious. Someone flushes, and everyone goes offline.
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S: Have you guys seen the videos yet?
M: Nope. We're like... we're the mushroom group - always in the dark.
S: Well, I guess that explains the moss.

T-Bird and the Breaks

Last night, Jess and I went to see T-Bird and the Breaks at Scholz Garden. Mmm, beer garden. Mmm, Blue Moon pint with a slice of orange. Given the band's blues/soul feel, it was the perfect opportunity to get some dancing in. And oh yes - yes it was. Blues + dancing = bubbling over with happiness!

You can (and should!) check them out on their MySpace page:
http://www.myspace.com/tbirdandthebreaks
I'm a big fan of "Blackberry Brandy" and "Sunday on My Own" - and I also like their brass section's hats ^.^

Jess and I are still in our moving limbo. I am hoping to get everything cleared out of my old apartment by this weekend. I really should do it tonight, but they're teaching the Hustle in the side room at the Fed tonight... so I'm weighing my sense of responsibility with my desire to learn a new dance.

The Post in Which I Ramble Ceaselessly (Until I Stop)

On Friday, I picked up the keys to the new place, paid the pro-rated rent, and got the gas and electric hooked up. It was to be the main moving day for Jess and me - but there was one tiny hiccup in the plans.

It was POURING down rain. Lightning, hail, heavy winds, thundercracks, and giant puddles. The whole bit. Needless to say, very little of our stuff was actually moved on Friday - and I spent a good majority of the day being completely soaked. It was a nice, cool rain, though - so it wasn't too bad.

Saturday, I got the internet service hooked up - that was like being able to function properly again (email, some work on the comic, MUSIC, all that good stuff).

We're about 90% done moving, I'd say. We have places to sleep and a futon... and Jess brought her cats over last night. Poor Stimpy was high on kitty xanax (which he so desperately needs when it comes to car trips), but otherwise, they seemed to be adjusting relatively quickly.

The place is a two-story townhome, and you probably know that I'm quite clumsy by now. Well, I used up all my not-being-clumsy energy on getting up and down the stairs without falling down them, but I guess my grace quota has worn off since I managed to trip out the front door and faceplant on the sidewalk. Go me.

I maintain that I am entirely too old to have skinned knees, but I almost want to wear a skirt to show them off because it's kind of hilarious.

Probably the biggest obstacle Jess and I are going to face in living together is sharing a bathroom. We've been roommates before, but this is the first time that we've shared a bathroom. I'm one of the least girly women out there, but I reserve the right to have lots of grooming products. Well... Jess has lots of them, too, and our bathroom looks like a Sally Beauty Supply exploded in it. Haha, oh well - we'll figure it all out eventually. I'm not in any hurry right now because our lives are kind of chaotic anyway.

Things are looking good to keep Salt and BNR on a normal update schedule, though, which is nice. *sigh of relief*

Tomorrow, Jess and I get the keys for the new place! *celebrates* It's going to be a busy weekend, that's for certain.

I had a really vivid dream last night that my apartment burned down while I was at work today, so I have all my computer backup disks and important paperwork in a bag in my car. Am I a dope? You bet! ^.^ But I feel better anyway.

Mmm, Bluesy Music.

So here's a song recommendation:

"Magnolia" by The Screamin' Cheetah Wheelies. It's a nice blues-rock tune with some sexy harmonica tossed in for good measure. I used to hear it on a local radio station when I was in high school - but that radio station was eaten by Clear Channel and - as you might expect - the content and playlists changed greatly.

I managed to snag it on iTunes, but I also wanted to share... so I found this:
http://www.rhapsody.com/screamin-cheetah-wheelies/magnolia--volcano
You can play the song on Rhapsody for free! Go listen. It's awesome. Mmm. Harmonica.

ILVTOFU

So, when you first read the title of this post, what do you see?

The State of Colorado recently denied this requested vanity plate because they worried that drivers might read something inappropriate rather than "I Love Tofu."

Check out the article (which is pretty funny).

My favorite line? "It's not a dirty, evil food."

Your Email Has Won!

Spam subject line: Your Email Has Won!*

Apparently, my email has been entering contests when I'm not paying attention. Stop it, email. What have I told you about playing around online? Don't you realize it's a dangerous place? My email has probably been chatting up pedophiles and signing up for porn email lists, too. *sigh* I fail as an email parent.

I woke up this morning knowing that I was dreaming about a Wheel of Fortune styled game show that I hosted, and all the contestants were dinosaurs... but I can't recall the details. I should start keeping a tally so I can figure out what percentage of my dreams involve dinosaurs. I bet that percentage would be pretty high.

*It's not as bad, though, as the "Pervert Veterans" subject line. I don't even want to speculate on that one.

Nom!

One of the coolest things to happen in Spring: the arrival of the Sno-Cone trucks.

The Strawberry Voyage

Lindsay, Melissa, and I decided to hit up the strawberry farm this past weekend. It was all planned - Lindsay was going to pack a picnic, I was going to drive, Melissa was going to be awesome.

Well, Lindsay discovered that she was out of food, so she made a giant bowl full of quinoa and brought that. We got some cups and spoons and set out on the adventure.

As we were almost out of town, my car started spewing steam from under the hood and through the vents! Aaaah! I pulled a turn-off manuver that should only have worked in the movies and stopped. We popped the hood, and it looked like a water hose had burst all over the place. (Turns out, my thermostat housing had cracked, and the water line exploded - yay.) So we hang out waiting for the tow truck and eat quinoa by the roadside. ^.^

Melissa's husband Wojciech (pronounced VOY-check) rescued us once the car was towed away, and by God, we went to the strawberry farm anyway! *triumphant pose*

We took some photos for But Not Really pages - those should be fun.

Adventure Time!

I've been showing it around, but it's high time that everyone sees it. Go forth!