Year: 2005

Off to Seattle

I’m leaving for Seattle this evening to see my parental units’ new place out there and celebrate Christmas. I guess I don’t really have a connection to Minneapolis anymore… Anyway, I probably won’t be updating while I’m gone, but considering

The Robocalypse

Speaking of the end of the world, are you prepared for the Robocalypse? Velocity Gnome is. Read the story of the boy… no, man… destined to save the world from the machines in 2018. For those of you who haven’t

The Apocalypse

I wasn’t paying attention while showering this morning, and I soaped before I shampooed! I can’t even remember violating this routine; I’m pretty sure I’ve maintained it since I started showers instead of baths. The world is going to end.

New Cell Phone

I now have one of the technological objects I have been lusting after for some time: A Motorola RAZR. I know I said a few weeks ago that I wasn’t planning on getting a new phone, but T-mobile offered a

World of Warcraft Addiction

When I postploded, I forgot to append “Still addicted to WoW.” to the end of each post. Believe me, it’s still true. So true. Maybe I should take ‘s selection and have my parental units set up a parental control

Customer Mail Receptacles

In looking for mailboxen, I came across the U.S. Postal Service standards for “customer mail receptacles” (PDF). If I understand 1.2 and 1.3 correctly, exterior wall-mounted mail receptacles on a multi-family building are not letterboxes, whereas curbside mail receptacles (i.e.

Mailboxen

The mailbox next to my front door is old, rusty, and leaky. If there’s heavy precipitation, or heavy wind with some precipitation, my mail gets soaked. The last victims were all of my birthday cards :o(. I’ve gotten permission from

Arsenal

Since I went shopping at the Arsenal Mall today, I became curious if there was any relationship between “arse” (and consequently “ass”) and “arsenal”. I suspected that it was just a chance similarity, which turns out to be the case.

Power Wheels

I’m sure you all remember what Power Wheels were. If you weren’t lucky enough to have your own car, you probably knew a neighbor kid who was. They also had the gendered branding of the Barbie version for girls (for

Narnia

This is just the middle of what would apparently call a “postsplosion”. However, I’m not a fan of the consonant cluster “stspl”, and I feel like changing the tense for no particular reason, so I should warn you that I

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