13 Was My Soccer Number
Yay, I finally took the time to figure out the links! Hope y'all like- if anyone objects to being linked (or to my shameless promotion of my company), let me know and I'll take you down. But BBW stays. I talk about them enough, I should throw them a bone. Tonight I decided to stray away from my usual topic of work and live up to my name- random thoughts. Enjoy.
You don't realize how much you depend on a remote- until you lose one. For several months I was fighting a losing battle with mine, as its signal grew weaker and weaker until one day it finally quit, without so much as a whimper of defeat. For several months I didn't have one, until finally I went to Radio Shack and bought a universal. It had a nifty little feature that allowed it to automatically search for the right code, since I never knew mine and the little booklet they included didn't list ones for TV/VCRS. I set it and went about my business, half expecting it to not work- until the TV suddenly turned off. I now had exactly 3 seconds to capture the code or else go through the whole rigamorale again. Success is very sweet- now when I am sitting on my computer blogging and simultaneously taping endless episodes of Strong Medicine, I don't have to dash up and start and stop for commercial breaks. Such are the small pleasures of life.
Speaking of music, which I wasn't, I love it. We studied in psychology how some people, when they are placed in chambers totally isolating their senses, find it easy to meditate or commune with God. And some people simply begin to go insane. I would be one of the ones to go insane. I always have either the TV or music going, and one of the things I love about my computer is all the music I have on it. I like to think my tastes are fairly diverse ( I can't stand rap, though. Listened to it for four hours, going to Charleston and back, and I still hate it. That's a story for another blog, though). My absolute favorite singer is Amy Grant- I've seen her three times. Others are pretty random- Avril Lavigne, Celine Dion, Evanescence, Natalie Merchant (despite her left-wing bias), Shania Twain, Destiny's Child, Kelly Clarkson (even though I don't watch American Idol), Phil Collins, Mariah Carey, and, I must confess, the Chipmunks. They are just so cute and funny, and great as voice-mail messages.
OK, how about the fire alarm that's going off in one of the adjacent buildings? Although I am really glad it isn't mine, cause then we'd be outside shivering in the cold, it's getting really annoying. Almost like those weird cicada things can be. They are so loud you'd swear it was electronic. But I have done my share of standing outside in the cold. Last semester some idiot thought it would be funny to pull the fire alarms. At 4 A.M. During exams. Two nights in a row. But they sent South Carolina's finest to investigate. My friends and I were huddled together for warmth, and a brilliant official person came over and asked us if any of us had pulled it. Yes, Officer. I'm going to confess in front of all these exam-crazed, sleep-deprived people that my idea of sick fun is to haul a bunch of people out of their beds and into the cold, cold night. Right.
Well, hope y'all enjoyed the change of pace and the new template. Don't worry, I'm sure after work tomorrow, I'll get back to the ever-continuing drama of BBW. Y'all come back now!