Grabbed from rustyangel ...

The "Year in Review" meme:

Go to your LJ calendar. Find the first entry for each month. Copy-paste the first line from the entries next to the corresponding month. That's the year in review, in a nutshell.

Yeah. That pretty much covers it...

I'm really enjoying the set up over at my new WordPress blog. I've imported my LJ entries for the past several months over there, so it already feels like home. The only real trick with that for me is that I can only import so many entries at a time because I have to quickly go back through them all to make sure I'm not posting any that are locked for only certain folks or for only myself. Whoops!

I'm having fun reading what search tearms people use on Google that direct them to my blog. Unfortunately I don't always get to see the entire phrase (there's one spot where I can see it all but I have to know to bother looking and usually it's too late and it's too boring to talk about any further...), but some of them are doozies.

Below is a list of the things people have Googled so far that has brought them to my WP blog:


I'm not making this up, folks...

First of all: RIP Isaac Hayes

"(CNN) -- Soul singer and arranger Isaac Hayes, who won Grammy awards and an Oscar for the theme from the 1971 action film "Shaft," has died, sheriff's officials in Memphis, Tennessee, reported Sunday.

Relatives found Hayes, 65, unconscious in his home next to a still-running treadmill, said Steve Shular, a spokesman for the Shelby County Sheriff's Department.

Paramedics attempted to revive him and took him to a hospital, where he was pronounced dead shortly after 2 p.m., the sheriff's department said.

No foul play is suspected, the agency said in a written statement."

Second of all: I'm moving. Sort of.

In an effort to condense my web presence I am moving over to WordPress and will begin the process of locking up entries here on LJ and elsewhere so I have more control over what's visible.

I realize I could do that from here on out and just stay with LiveJournal, but it's nice being able to be at a new place and just always keep in mind of the fact that where I'm posting is, in theory, the one place to see me online aside from profiles I have up (MySpace, Facebook, LinkedIn, etc.).

I'll probably just keep my LJ as a place to post slighlty more private posts and then I'll lock them so they're friends-only. And there's so much I love about LJ that I don't much relish the idea of leaving it behind completely anyway, even if I do begin to limit how often I post here. Might be I'll keep this for private posts and for short blurb posts.

I've begun the process of importing LJ entries to my new WordPress account. So far I've only gotten as far back as April or May of this year. As I import each month I have to go through to see if any of the entries I brought over are ones that need to be private, or if theyr'e ones I can delete altogether, or if there's a video that needs to be inserted since the XML save doesn't pick up the video embed codes for some reason.

You don't need to be on WordPress yourself to leave comments there, and I intend to add my LJ friends to a blogroll there so I can check updates from that page, though for now I have a link to my LJ friends page listed to check so that'll do for now I s'ppose.

Happy Sunday everyone. :)

Courtesy of the Lazy Blogger's Post Generator:

Holy Snapping Duck Do! I just had a terrible scare when I thought I have not updated this since people stopped clapping and Tinkerbell died... You would not believe the fairy dust I have to clean up. I'm a blogger so I will though!.

I am lost in a sea of pseudo-olde-english with my brahs, choosing my retirement village, just generally being a Darling to anyone unfortunate to cross my path, my day seems to involve the authorities from the second star on the right, straight on to reef break. I am putting money aside so I can run away. but this damned rock is heavy.

I swear on the bones of my ancestors won't blog until the next time booze prices go up and I have to get sober for a while. Go with God, good friends. Until my paycheck dawneth..

Before putting together the video from the last entry I had to get my editing stuff together, and I realized as I did so that I pretty much do the same stuff every time I sit down to edit videos, so I figured I'd make a video of how I make videos.

:P *plbbbbbbbt*



I got all that together intending to do work on video footage I got today of the flooding in Waukesha, but it was kind of a daunting task what with all the video I took, and the one with Bekah and Patches just needed a title page and a quick fade, so I ditched the harder one in favor of the Bekah/Patches one. *meh* What can I say- I'm lazy. And those two girls are just so darn cute!

ETA: I noticed that video wasn't loading on its YouTube page anymore; that a note comes up on it saying it's no longer available. The same thing happens sometimes if I try to play it here in this LJ page, but it doesn't seem to ever happen on my MySpace blog where I have the video posted. Anyone know anything that might make this make some sense? (And there's no reason for it to be flagged- there's no nudity (*pfffft*), no copyrighted material, not even any music playing in the background.)

I've moved on to "Kon-Tiki" and will start on the flood videos later, but for now, a few pictures from my walk through Waukesha this afternoon...

I posted info about my upcoming show on my MySpace blog for the folks who've asked.

If you're on MySpace as well and want to leave a comment on this entry-- on any blog entry on my MySpace, actually-- I only ask that you please not reference my LiveJournal in it.

Obviously I'm not too terribly concerned about privacy on here or I'd make every entry private. Plus I use a lot of the same info in the different places I'm set up online so I can't imagine it'd be at all difficult to track me down if you really wanted to!

Still: I don't want to deliberately make it easier for folks there to read me here, or even to alert them to the fact that I post in more than one spot in the first place. I just share a lot more info here than I do there, and here my friends list is shorter so it's easier to read entries from other people that people scoping around might also find and decide to check out figuring we probably have friends in common.

And if you're too lazy to click the link, I'm in a show at Spiral Theatre that runs Fridays through Sundays February 22 through March 9th. It's a block from La Perla, tickets are $15, and you should come see it 'cause it's gonna be a lot of fun.

:)

Current Music: Mae West - A Guy What Takes His Time

That's it. I've had enough. It's time for some of you to quit your jobs.

I don't care who; choose amongst yourselves. Makes no nevermind to me. Just choose.

It's clear that your places of employment are taking up too much of your internet time, a situation which must be remedied as updates to your various blogs are far too infrequent to satisfy me and to distract me from roofing.

Now, don't get me wrong: i *heart* me some roofin' sidin' waterproofin' action all,uh, all up in here. But a voice or two from the outside world would do wonders. So start yer wonderful engines.

I did get an email this morning, which was nice. It was from James. Which is also nice. It was about a dream of my tragic, awkward death. Not... not nice, really. Sorry again about that, James. I will try to keep out of your bad dreams from now on. Honest Injun.

That's probably one of those things you don't say anymore-- "honest injun."

Welcome to Milwaukee.

*shakes head*

And he's right, you know.

And the damnhellcreepy Injuns? Yeah-- it's about all I can do to keep myself from climbing onto that rotating platform, donning a headdress, grabbing Announcer Injun's microphone, and singin' a little war song against the damnhellcrazy fools who clean the dust off that exhibit and never clue in that maybe they oughtta just leave it there... let it pile up... spare us the details of the museum's most disturbing exhibit.

For some reason I feel like I had to go there in college for something. But what? I remember that travelling amber exhibit was there at the time and that I leaned over the red velvet rope (excessive for hardened syrup, no?) to see something up closer and lights and sirens started going off.

Best. Visit. Ever.

As for the audition?

*sighs*

Oh God. It's true. Sadly, every word of it is too, too true.

And the worst part?

I made a better flower than I did a Gwendolen...

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"Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops." K. Vonnegut Jr.

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Two hours and $45 later I am the proud owner of six new shirts, a skirt, and a radio alarm clock. I lead a pretty exciting life. And it's pretty much understood that you all want to be me. Which is fine.

Work is still awesome. Hard, but awesome. And the people are great. Today in the lunch room two of the guys were talking about things they're doing for their wives-- booking suites at nice hotels, dinner, wine, roses, all that romantic crap-- and my initial reaction was "Romantic crap? How sweet!!" My follow-up, gut-dropping, suddenly-hitting-me reaction was "*headmicrowave* Is that ever going to be me?!"

And then I took my hot water out of the microwave to finish making my cup of chai, sat back down at my desk, covered my lap in a sweater, and resumed working on my computer with its pre-loaded desktop image I haven't bothered replacing.

It's not that I really think that, or doubt... anything. I just keep thinking I'm older than I am. I keep trying to call myself 27. I keep telling myself I could never live with another person again now that I'm so in love with having my own place. I keep thinking-- what's next? What now and what next?

I met another Christian through this show I'm in. And she's, you know, the *normal* kind, which is great. We hung out last night with Corey R. and talked for an hour over pizza and drinks at a bar next door to the theatre. She's spunkier than I am. I'm losing my spunk. Or it's just a Friday night and it's been a long work week and I've ceased to be a good judge of the amount of spunk a person has in them.

I'm still short one 1099 and my taxes are due on Monday.

I have a rehearsal tomorrow morning at 9:30 and it's just as well because I'm too tired to go out tonight anyway.

I can't find a pair of pants that fits me for more than two weeks to save my life.

I'm out of bread and my eggs are hazardously old.

I keep coming up with Tammy ideas but I just don't hear her these days.

I'm hungry, but I'm too discouraged to eat.

Wait-- not discouraged. That's not right. That makes me sound depressed and I'm not. I'm actually pretty content these days. But there is *something* there; I just can't quite make out what it is... It might even be healthy, positive anxiousness to keep on movin' along.

I need to be kept on a leash. Or in a yard with an invisible fence. And a rum tree.

First of all: Wall Street Journal review of Vox.com.

And now for the other stuff:

1) I'm flying back into LAX at 11:40am on Tuesday morning (12/5). C'I bum a ride home from anybody? I'll only be travelling with one black duffel bag.

2) Unless something changes in the next few days, I'm moving back to WI sooner than I anticipated. Basically: at this point I just can't work from CA; there's too much going on right now that I can do for me to wait until mid-January to move back.

So: While still somehow trying to work(!!) I'll be packing Tuesday through Friday (can one of you car-people help me reattach that thing that came off the side of my car? Otherwise I have to find a way to "pack" it :P), doing something fun and awesome Friday night, Saturday and Sunday, JLN Sunday night, more awesome fun on Monday, RF meeting Monday night, and then starting my drive on Tuesday 12/12.

3) Batería, piano y Stop Motion

4) Spilled Doritos chips wash up on Outer Banks