"And yet, betwixt and between chaos, she manages to write something."

I was actually prompted to do so by a pop culture flashback moment. There's a War of the Worlds sequel on SciFi right now (or should I say, SyFy) and I recognized one of the actors.

Then (as I am wont to do) I unrecognized him, thinking "There's no way that's Kid from Kid 'n Play".

Shoulda gone with my first instinct.

So how about this death thing lately, huh? First Ed McMahon, then Farrah. Then Michael. Rough week.

And as bad as I feel about all those deaths, the rending of clothing and gnashing of teeth over Jackson leaves me cold. Especially the newspeople who use the phrase "legendary performer" and "molestation charges" in the same breath. It's like their ultimate twofer. And people who were once happy to mock him as some sort of freak are now littering their Facebook status with how much he meant to them.

Or at least I assume they are. I've been studiously avoiding Facebook for months now.

I've come to truly dislike Facebook. And I won't get started on Twitter. It's like millions and millions of people suddenly decided that the world would be fascinated by every little detail of their lives.

And this is just one more piece of evidence that society as a whole is devolving. Or at the very least becoming a society ruled and shaped by our electronics. My main complaint would be basic spelling skills and grammar. But that's a pet peeve of mine.

I tend to be flippant about a number of things, but that scares the hell out of me.

Oh! I have a theory about Twitter and all the politicians now on the bandwagon. Because it seems like there's no buffer between what they write and what gets posted. Now I don't care how many characters are allowed, if you were elected to office you really should spell words properly.

But that's beside the point. I can just see one idiot congressman, in the heat of the moment, posting something absolutely inflammatory. Most likely about the president. And once it's out there, it's out. There's no taking that back, darling.

You know, nickel really is an underappreciated metal.

Digital transition in 3... 2... 1...

Actually I'm staying up to see the first news reports of senior citizens rioting in the streets because their televisions won't work.

You think I'm kidding.

I'm stuck in a doctor's office with an IV in my hand listening to the nurses talk about Jon and Kate + Child Abuse. This can't get worse.

Well it can and will in 5 minutes. Not. Happy.

I'm more or less bored at the moment.

I actually should be less bored and more sleeping, but it is what it is.

I reupped this web hosting for another year, so you're stuck with me for a little longer.

I was actually tempted just to pull the plug entirely, since I've gotten too far behind in quotes and FUCKING WARNER BROS. closed my store. But there's a part of me that just can't. especially since it was ten years old on...

June 5th? CRAP. I thought it was in July sometime. I was going to shamelessly solicit accolades and gifts. Well there goes that plan.

So anyway, ten years I've had this site.

Have you ever been super super tired but not really noticed that fact or anything else gone awry until you realize you're carrying on a friendly conversation with your computer screen?

I mean, one-sided of course. The screen isn't, like, talking back. Just... I mean...

No? Yeah, me neither.

There's this weird trend lately in insurance company ads. They've gone from general "we're there when you hit a curb because you weren't paying attention, you moron" to this fatalistic perspective on things. Like everyone in the world has lost their jobs, no one can afford to do anything more than stay home and play board games, and no one has any money left for retirement or school or cars or soap.

I don't know. I'm certainly not belittling the people ho have lost their jobs (there but for the grace of...) and I know times are tight for a lot of families, but do insurance ads have to be such bummers.

My absolute most-hated ad is this dad talking to his kid about how he might lose his job. And the kid reassures the dad that they'll be fine. When in the world did it become de rigeur for parents to shove the weight of the world onto their kids?

I forget if it's the same one where the teen tells his parent he can put off school for awhile because of money. Which, again, who's the parent here? Don't burden your child. It's not healthy and I think it's lame that an insurance company would portray that as "doing the right thing." The right thing for whom? I'm thinking not the kid in this instance. Because he's screwed.

Anyway, I assume it's fear mongering on the part of the insurance companies. "If we terrify them into assuming the worst is bound to happen, maybe they'll buy avalanche insurance from us just in case."

I don't know. I think ads are getting weirder in general. I'm not sure if it's because ad execs are just insane now, or if I am.

I'm hoping for the former but assuming the latter.

Hm.

Simple things restore my faith in television. Simple things.

Like catching Arsenic and Old Lace on at 2am.