Archive for the 'semi-facts' Category
Between targeted ads, Facebook stalking every action in order to target, and now the discovery that beloved Google’s glitches may be directly responsible for many of the stresses in my world, the hermit profession I predicted for myself back in grade school is more appealing every day. And I hope the damage already done is not irreparable.
As a little topper to my Internet qualms, I have been receiving some very strange, if not amusing, spam in my inbox lately. First there was one allegedly sent from [Captain William Adama], and then another from a man who shared the same name as a friend’s dad (My friend confirmed that his dad was in no way involved with selling “enhancements.”) The most recent one of interest opened with this tidbit: “dear miss, I hope I am offending you by writing this…”
“Samira Cole”, your sentiment and honesty are well appreciated.
November 16 2010 | musings and semi-facts | No Comments »
There is no more special or powerful being anywhere than a real mother. It probably takes more skill to be a mother than run a country. For starters, it’s not really an office you can leave once you’ve stepped inside. For afterstarters, they’re so very very scary when they are angry.
But some of us get lucky too. I will never forget my mother teaching me to read and do math. Or the fact that her best dishes are impossible to replicate perfectly and I miss them terribly sometimes. Or the time she explained to me how babies are made, but only on a cellular level (When I asked how the cells meet, she gave me a medical textbook and a smile.)
Or stealing back the N64 from my apartment because she was in MarioKart64 withdrawl.
Besides, who else could say those magic words as truly as a mother? (“You need a bra”)
Happy Mother’s Day, Mum.
May 09 2010 | food and games and musings and semi-facts | No Comments »
Dear members of planet Earth (and possibly some beyond):
Is the task of being considerate to other people and perhaps once in a while thinking about someone other than yourself that difficult, terrible, terrifying, and distasteful of a concept to you?
Sincerely,
[someone who does really does not appreciate - nay see what you would truly accomplish beyond pissing yet another female off at the WRONG time of month - being yelled at and called a "b----" as she is crossing street because you're in too much of a rush to make a right turn on a red light/too stuck inside your own thick head to realize that her slow walk might - MAYBE, perhaps, just MIGHT POSSIBLY -be caused by that giant blue mound about twice her size sticking off her back (filled approximately six pounds of books, no less...yes, BOOKS. You know, the things with paper and words on the paper that sometimes tell you information...), also known as a backpack to people who attend the University as actual students. (You know...STUDENTS: people who are trying to learn something useful at a semi-credible institution with an overinflated athletics department...)]
October 14 2007 | musings and semi-facts | 4 Comments »
- There is no such thing as “sun-drenched” as an adjective.
- Perhaps the most rampant disease on college campuses is that of the verbal crutch. Everywhere you go, there are students saying sentences resembling this: “And I guarantee that they, like, like it, you know?”
- Everything’s in the packaging.
- In this day and age, the older we get and are still looking for “the one” mean that there are all the more chances that by the time you do find him/her, s/he has an STD/I or the like. Depressing.
April 06 2007 | semi-facts | 5 Comments »