I lovded you, harpsichord...I looovded you...

Actual statement by a male college student walking down the sidewalk with a female college student (overheard yesterday when I was leaving work):
"I'll take the harpsichord places it's never been before."

I think that's illegal in about a dozen states and a couple of US territories. But, if he wants to have an adult, consenting relationship with his keyboard instrument, then who am I to judge?

The following is based on actual events. Only the names, locations and events have been changed.

Panda watch. The mood is tense...

I'm sure most people have already seen this video of CNN anchor Kyra Phillips being embarassed by an open mic in the loo during a broadcast of the president's recent adress on the anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, but for those who haven't - comedy gold! I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that the audio op responsible may be scanning the employment pages right about now...

Cause of death: pineapple tidbits

I work with jerks. Now mind you, not everyone I work with is a jerk, but a lot of them are. It's just one of those things. And I know, I know - they're everywhere. But there's something about being screwed over, and being lied to - directly to your face - and knowing there's absolutely nothing you can do about any of it. I'm not into the politics and game-playing aspect of the job I have now. If I didn't deserve to be promoted after everything I did and took on in the last few months, then someone should have had the balls to tell me. But NO, I am given some line of bs about how they can't reclassify positions right now unless it's justified by a major restructure of the department (this from HR) and they can't possibly pay me more than some other people make (and this dead horse has been beaten to dust in previous posts). And yet I find out today what I've suspected for a while - the not very dearly departed boss approved a reclassification for another member of the support staff in another office in my division. A major one, in fact. This would have been a jump from a mid-level clerical position to a mid-level professional administration position. Because the person has what, boys and girls? That's right - a Master's degree. Maybe the director of that department should not have hired a person with such an advanced degree for an almost-entry level clerical job that involves filling out forms and answering phones? But that would make too much sense. Nope. They'll hire the ivy-leaguer and justify a reclassification based on the fact that their employee is actually over-qualified for the job they were hired to do, and as such the job should be adjusted to fit their level of education.

I'm drawing a blank as to what lesson I should be taking away from this experience. And my sense of justice has been so damaged by my time here that it may have just pushed me over the edge. I'm totally into being nefarious from this point forward. I'm working on my anti-hero persona and secretly sewing my awesome villainess costume during my lunch breaks (hint: it's black and has a cape - with sequins!). So just try and stop me...

And a hubba hubba to you, good sir.

Gearing up to the new season of BSG (and those of you who know me know how crazy I am about this show!) I decided to check up on the developments at the Scifi Network website. And what did I find? Jamie Bamber! Getting fitted for his "fat suit" for season three. But check out that accent! The sexy just accelerated through the freaking stratosphere!!

Tropical storm force confusion

Damn it's crowded today. First day of classes. Lines out the door for parking and tuition, lots of lost little freshman lambs milling about aimlessly. And the endless questions. But it hasn't been too bad so far - they brought back the soda shack, but sadly, no ice cream. Plus, it seems hurricane Ernesto isn't bearing straight for us like we thought all weekend. Which is good, 'cause as much as I'd like to see the mad scramble to evacuate our new throng of underage-drinking-hard-partying residence hall inhabitants, I have windows to be put in and a hurricane just wouldn't be convenient right now. And I'm feeling good, since I don't have much going on at work.

And, just because I need some reason to post this...wait - I'm posting this. I don't really need a reason. So. Nevermind.

*chuckle*