http://www.theapplecollection.com/Collection/objects/tattoo.shtml
But I can't seem to find anyone with Microsoft tattoos?
Anyway, I think I really like these people.
Because form + function + love = macs
haha all you Windows/Linus/Unix kids are going to give me such a hard time, but your design is poor.
Why am I in such a playful mood? Weigh in dinosaur tattoo or Apple? not that I can afford a tattoo though hA.
What time is it?
12.06.2004
12.02.2004
some pig
(note the name)
http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=2314826&adTarget=468petsgeneral&SessionID=41afd50f1edbd688-app1&display=&preview=&row=0&tmpl=&stat=
http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=2314826&adTarget=468petsgeneral&SessionID=41afd50f1edbd688-app1&display=&preview=&row=0&tmpl=&stat=
11.28.2004
I heart folk music
I've just been thinking about how much I like folk music and so I passed on my favorite Paul Kelly folk-type song, and its below and if you see me and want to listen to it I could let you because its on my new iPod and the iPod's name is Clyde (ClydePod!) because it goes with the iBook's name (Bonnie) and Bonnie likes folk music too but she really really likes Scottish music and I'm hoping someone gets me A Mighty Wind for Christmas because I enjoy folk music and that movie is hysterical and now I'm going to go back to working on my econ paper and listening to folk radio with Bonnie and Clyde.
renewed love of this song... take it, Paul
FROM LITTLE THINGS BIG THINGS GROW
P. Kelly/K. Carmody
Gather round people let me tell you're a story
An eight year long story of power and pride
British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
Were opposite men on opposite sides
Vestey was fat with money and muscle
Beef was his business, broad was his door
Vincent was lean and spoke very little
He had no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Gurindji were working for nothing but rations
Where once they had gathered the wealth of the land
Daily the pressure got tighter and tighter
Gurindju decided they must make a stand
They picked up their swags and started off walking
At Wattie Creek they sat themselves down
Now it don't sound like much but it sure got tongues talking
Back at the homestead and then in the town
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid a week you'll have in your hand
Vincent said uhuh we're not talking about wages
We're sitting right here till we get our land
Vestey man roared and Vestey man thundered
You don't stand the chance of a cinder in snow
Vince said if we fall others are rising
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Then Vincent Lingiarri boarded an aeroplane
Landed in Sydney, big city of lights
And daily he went round softly speaking his story
To all kinds of men from all walks of life
And Vincent sat down with big politicians
This affair they told him is a matter of state
Let us sort it out, your people are hungry
Vincent said no thanks, we know how to wait
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Then Vincent Lingiarri returned in an aeroplane
Back to his country once more to sit down
And he told his people let the stars keep on turning
We have friends in the south, in the cities and towns
Eight years went by, eight long years of waiting
Till one day a tall stranger appeared in the land
And he came with lawyers and he came with great ceremony
And through Vincent's fingers poured a handful of sand
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
That was the story of Vincent Lingairri
But this is the story of something much more
How power and privilege can not move a people
Who know where they stand and stand in the law
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
P. Kelly/K. Carmody
Gather round people let me tell you're a story
An eight year long story of power and pride
British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri
Were opposite men on opposite sides
Vestey was fat with money and muscle
Beef was his business, broad was his door
Vincent was lean and spoke very little
He had no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Gurindji were working for nothing but rations
Where once they had gathered the wealth of the land
Daily the pressure got tighter and tighter
Gurindju decided they must make a stand
They picked up their swags and started off walking
At Wattie Creek they sat themselves down
Now it don't sound like much but it sure got tongues talking
Back at the homestead and then in the town
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Vestey man said I'll double your wages
Seven quid a week you'll have in your hand
Vincent said uhuh we're not talking about wages
We're sitting right here till we get our land
Vestey man roared and Vestey man thundered
You don't stand the chance of a cinder in snow
Vince said if we fall others are rising
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Then Vincent Lingiarri boarded an aeroplane
Landed in Sydney, big city of lights
And daily he went round softly speaking his story
To all kinds of men from all walks of life
And Vincent sat down with big politicians
This affair they told him is a matter of state
Let us sort it out, your people are hungry
Vincent said no thanks, we know how to wait
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
Then Vincent Lingiarri returned in an aeroplane
Back to his country once more to sit down
And he told his people let the stars keep on turning
We have friends in the south, in the cities and towns
Eight years went by, eight long years of waiting
Till one day a tall stranger appeared in the land
And he came with lawyers and he came with great ceremony
And through Vincent's fingers poured a handful of sand
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
That was the story of Vincent Lingairri
But this is the story of something much more
How power and privilege can not move a people
Who know where they stand and stand in the law
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
From little things big things grow
11.27.2004
Thanksgiving Break
Sorry, everyone, but even the nothing doing was pretty boring. On the upside, I accomplished 7 loads of laundry, and colonized the living room (Manifest Destiny!) but I'll clean that home before any of the roommates return. Anyway, I'm excited for Christmas and for this semester to be over at last! So, onward to the last week of class and finals. Oh, also i watched a lot of Bonanza today and am sad that they were incorrect on a simple genetics issue. Anyway, there was the good episode where it's kinda all about rising tensions and North and South.
11.23.2004
and the sandwich NEVER GOT MOLDY!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/4034787.stm (Casino buys Holy Toast)
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/4034383.stm ("So Long, and Thanks For All the Fish")
oh, somebody please tell me you know what that quote is from!
Also, over thanksgiving, I will document my doing-nothingness, maybe with photodocumentation on Yahoo! for my loyal readers.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/4034383.stm ("So Long, and Thanks For All the Fish")
oh, somebody please tell me you know what that quote is from!
Also, over thanksgiving, I will document my doing-nothingness, maybe with photodocumentation on Yahoo! for my loyal readers.
11.17.2004
Holy Toast, Batman!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/4019295.stm
best news story of the week right there
Shouts out to Matt for stats help!
best news story of the week right there
Shouts out to Matt for stats help!
11.16.2004
Best Buy stories
So Monica and I are in Best Buy, and the guy selling Monica her iPod walks us over to the register and this group of guys (of the African American background) walk by, and they've got lots of gold chains and whatnot, and the guy walking with us is like "What's HE doing here?" and so we're kinda wondering who it is, and people are walking over to the guy and taking pictures and our cashiers aren't really paying any attention to us and finally we ask, and they're like, uh, that's DMX. So, we saw DMX at Best Buy, and there was a huge crowd of Best Buy workers there (because there's like 800 on at a time) and people taking cell phone pictures and stuff like that, so that's probably the most interesting thing to happen today.
people of the week
Now I'd like to recognize my favorite people of this week (so far):
Anne for being generally fun and willing to go into the lions den of old ladies: the yarn store.
Jeffrey for breakfast at IHOP and Tango lessons at midnight also, pie.
Monica for being there when I needed help.
Dad for the Christmas present and for sending me a jacket and for talking on the phone for an hour.
The lovely people at Folgers for bringing back Vicki's favorite commercial.
Anne for being generally fun and willing to go into the lions den of old ladies: the yarn store.
Jeffrey for breakfast at IHOP and Tango lessons at midnight also, pie.
Monica for being there when I needed help.
Dad for the Christmas present and for sending me a jacket and for talking on the phone for an hour.
The lovely people at Folgers for bringing back Vicki's favorite commercial.
11.15.2004
Sharing some Paul Kelly lyrics...
"Angels in the inky night
Angels when the day breaks forth
Angels at the noonday table
West and east and south and north
Coming for to carry me away
Me no more, me no more, me no more"
-Paul Kelly "Forty Eight Angels"
Also, from his website I learned that as of 2000 there were 12,800 cabs in New York City.
Angels when the day breaks forth
Angels at the noonday table
West and east and south and north
Coming for to carry me away
Me no more, me no more, me no more"
-Paul Kelly "Forty Eight Angels"
Also, from his website I learned that as of 2000 there were 12,800 cabs in New York City.
11.14.2004
good weekend
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, brunch, the yarn store,
Red Lobster, Eddie Izzard, Mrs. Fields' apple pie, learning to Tango at midnight
IHOP, and prime outlets
I had a good weekend :)
agenda for next week: haircut, groceries, laundry, stats project
Red Lobster, Eddie Izzard, Mrs. Fields' apple pie, learning to Tango at midnight
IHOP, and prime outlets
I had a good weekend :)
agenda for next week: haircut, groceries, laundry, stats project
11.13.2004
align=left>reactions
mOLLy: carrie .. u set up an internet journal and you are now in denial about it
mOLLy: ::tisk tiskk::
me: haha
me: no! it's a blog!!
mOLLy: carrieeee
me: thats more respectable!!
mOLLy: u need to face the facts here
me: nononononononon im not listening nononononono
mOLLy: u just told like a million internet surfing freaks what you had for lunch ... lets be real here
me: lol
mOLLy: ::tisk tiskk::
me: haha
me: no! it's a blog!!
mOLLy: carrieeee
me: thats more respectable!!
mOLLy: u need to face the facts here
me: nononononononon im not listening nononononono
mOLLy: u just told like a million internet surfing freaks what you had for lunch ... lets be real here
me: lol
11.12.2004
sleeping when its raining
Well, it's all over. I guess I justs needed to share my thoughts with the rest of the universe. As I set up this blog (NOT AN INTERNET JOURNAL!) I promise you several things:
1. No annoying personal crap.
2. I won't make fun of people by name or get too specific. (That said, if you recognize a personal trait in a rant or whatnot, just change, don't get all upset, because hey, I'm not even talking about you.)
3. I'll keep my politics raving to a minimum and will attempt to only do so with large amounts of funny.
1. No annoying personal crap.
2. I won't make fun of people by name or get too specific. (That said, if you recognize a personal trait in a rant or whatnot, just change, don't get all upset, because hey, I'm not even talking about you.)
3. I'll keep my politics raving to a minimum and will attempt to only do so with large amounts of funny.
yeah the Bell
Earlier on November 12, 2004...
So today I got Taco Bell for lunch: (two ranchero chicken tacos, cheese fries and an unsweetened iced tea) So I look at my mild sauce packets, and they say things now. “Single mild sauce seeks friendship, maybe more, live life one packet at a time, and mild sauce…the new ketchup.” That’s hysterical. Also, my Taco Bell experience was fairly quick and painless. They seem to have traded in their more apathetic employees for some hardcore type A ones. Basically they drill sergeant your order out of you. Then I got home and roommate A was watching star trek. It was the one where Wesley becomes a big kid on the enterprise and gets to stay. If you are a fan, I’ve never really watched before. Then my roommate went into the other room with roommate B and I was still eating my ranchero chicken taco. So I’m watching this and there’s I think a black hole, and apparently there’s an old Klingon legend about a black monster that eats ships. Now they’re in the black hole thing and the readings on the beeping machines are telling them funny things. There’s this great graphic on the screen that kinda looks like the old silk beginning to one life to live. Something’s up with Warf too. He’s having anger management issues. I think there is sexual tension between Jonathan Frakes and Patrick Stewart. Lavar Burton keeps having comic relief lines like “like the rat says, keep the trap, I’ll take the cheese” I never realized that Star Trek was so philosophical.
“Data: could a lack of dimension be another dimension unto itself?”
“Make it so, Data” Capin’ Patrick Stewart Is he Kirk? My Star Trek knowledge is limited. Holy crap Warf’s acting all crazy. And something’s messing with them, they are on this other ship inside the black hole that’s like an Enterprise sister ship, but not and so its like the same set but spooky and empty. And its like a big maze. Do Klingons come in different races? Maybe Data was right and they are in an alternate dimension. Haha they are like leaving rooms on the unenterprise and entering the same room from the otherside. It’s like those early Nintendo games or Pacman where you exit the left side on the screen and enter the right. Hey if I could be beamed somewhere, where would it be? Right now…well I’m kinda relaxing in the living room in my Target purple striped pj pants, a Hanes undershirt and my gray RIT sweatshirt. So I’d need a new outfit. I don’t think roommate A is coming back…Probably I’ll keep watching this trek episode though…Riker is kinda hot, is he still married to Laura from GH? OK so now there’s a giant face. (Oh he’s Captain Picard) so apparently they are being observed, ok ST just made a sex joke…OK some extra just got unnecessarily killed. So they are in some type of experiment by this superbeing. Not godlike exactly, but a cruel fourth grader type.
Wow. NASA sleep technology in your very own bed.
So today I got Taco Bell for lunch: (two ranchero chicken tacos, cheese fries and an unsweetened iced tea) So I look at my mild sauce packets, and they say things now. “Single mild sauce seeks friendship, maybe more, live life one packet at a time, and mild sauce…the new ketchup.” That’s hysterical. Also, my Taco Bell experience was fairly quick and painless. They seem to have traded in their more apathetic employees for some hardcore type A ones. Basically they drill sergeant your order out of you. Then I got home and roommate A was watching star trek. It was the one where Wesley becomes a big kid on the enterprise and gets to stay. If you are a fan, I’ve never really watched before. Then my roommate went into the other room with roommate B and I was still eating my ranchero chicken taco. So I’m watching this and there’s I think a black hole, and apparently there’s an old Klingon legend about a black monster that eats ships. Now they’re in the black hole thing and the readings on the beeping machines are telling them funny things. There’s this great graphic on the screen that kinda looks like the old silk beginning to one life to live. Something’s up with Warf too. He’s having anger management issues. I think there is sexual tension between Jonathan Frakes and Patrick Stewart. Lavar Burton keeps having comic relief lines like “like the rat says, keep the trap, I’ll take the cheese” I never realized that Star Trek was so philosophical.
“Data: could a lack of dimension be another dimension unto itself?”
“Make it so, Data” Capin’ Patrick Stewart Is he Kirk? My Star Trek knowledge is limited. Holy crap Warf’s acting all crazy. And something’s messing with them, they are on this other ship inside the black hole that’s like an Enterprise sister ship, but not and so its like the same set but spooky and empty. And its like a big maze. Do Klingons come in different races? Maybe Data was right and they are in an alternate dimension. Haha they are like leaving rooms on the unenterprise and entering the same room from the otherside. It’s like those early Nintendo games or Pacman where you exit the left side on the screen and enter the right. Hey if I could be beamed somewhere, where would it be? Right now…well I’m kinda relaxing in the living room in my Target purple striped pj pants, a Hanes undershirt and my gray RIT sweatshirt. So I’d need a new outfit. I don’t think roommate A is coming back…Probably I’ll keep watching this trek episode though…Riker is kinda hot, is he still married to Laura from GH? OK so now there’s a giant face. (Oh he’s Captain Picard) so apparently they are being observed, ok ST just made a sex joke…OK some extra just got unnecessarily killed. So they are in some type of experiment by this superbeing. Not godlike exactly, but a cruel fourth grader type.
Wow. NASA sleep technology in your very own bed.
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