Monthly Archives: April 2006

Grad School, the T-shirt

Just what a professional student needs in her wardrobe –

Grad School: It seemed better than getting a real job.


Gone camping

First camping trip of the year with Brownies. At least Saturday’s weather will be beautiful.

Back later this weekend.

UPDATE: Home, again. Wow, am I ever a grrrl guide. Camping makes it all worthwhile — what fun! (pictures later, I hope)

I’m off to go look for ticks (ick), and shower off half of the prairie dust I’ve collected this weekend. Oh, and nap.

Need some music for a Friday?

Check out Neil Young’s latest — Living with War. They’re streaming the full album on his website, and it’s going to be available on Tuesday.

Make sure you check out the catchy tune, “Let’s Impeach the President

Let’s impeach the president for lying
And leading our country into war
Abusing all the power that we gave him
And shipping all our money out the door
He’s the man who hired all the criminals
The White House shadows who hide behind closed doors
And bend the facts to fit with their new stories
Of why we have to send our men to war

Let’s impeach the president for spying
On citizens inside their own homes
Breaking every law in the country
By tapping our computers and telephones
What if Al Qaeda blew up the levees
Would New Orleans have been safer that way
Sheltered by our government’s protection
Or was someone just not home that day?

Let’s impeach the president
For hijacking our religion and using it to get elected
Dividing our country into colors
And still leaving black people neglected
Thank god he’s racking down on steroids
Since he sold his old baseball team
There’s lot of people looking at big trouble
But of course the president is clean

Thank God

Spoiled.

Jerry‘s had the last 6 days off work (after a long stretch of 8 nights in a row) — so guess you could say that I got a little spoiled having him around.

Starting tonight, he’s back to another series of night shifts, and then on Saturday I’m off to a weekend camping trip with my Brownies. It looks like we’ll be missing each other for the next little while.

Sap that I am, I already miss him. Solution? We just need to find a rich benefactor that’ll pay us money to stay home and read all day. (and considering the $30 haul of books we bought at the used book sale, we’ve got a good head start on reading materials)

(used) Books, meet your match

Today’s the first day of the Saskatoon Symphony’s annual used book sale over at Confed Mall — a yearly event long hallowed by bibliophiles and geeks everywhere.

Despite the pile of work I’m currently buried under, I’m trekking over this morning — armed with (some) cash and a (big) burlap grocery bag, for my newly-found booty.

I’ll be back, later, with a list of all the goodies we found!

"Who’s On First" — new version

George: Condi! Nice to see you. What’s happening?

Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.

George: Great. Lay it on me.

Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.

George: That’s what I want to know.

Condi: That’s what I’m telling you.

George: That’s what I’m asking you Who is the new leader of China?

Condi: Yes.

George: I mean the fellow’s name.

Condi: Hu.

George: The guy in China.

Condi: Hu.

George: The new leader of China.

Condi: Hu.

George: The main man in China!

Condi: Hu is leading China.

George: Now whaddya’ asking me for?

Condi: I’m telling you, Hu is leading China.

George: Well, I’m asking you. Who is leading China?

Condi: That’s the man’s name.

George: That’s who’s name?

Condi: Yes.

George: Will you, or will you not, tell me the name of the new leader of China?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he’s dead in the Middle East.

Condi: That’s correct.

George: Then who is in China?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir is in China?

Condi: No, sir.

George: Then who is?

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Yassir?

Condi: No, sir.

George: Look Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.

Condi: Kofi?

George: No, thanks.

Condi: You want Kofi?

George: No.

Condi: You don’t want Kofi.

George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.

Condi: Kofi?

George: Milk! Will you please make the call?

Condi: And call who?

George: Who is the guy at the U.N?

Condi: Hu is the guy in China

George: Will you stay out of China?!

Condi: Yes, sir.

George: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.

Condi: Kofi.

George: All right! With cream and two sugars.

No comment.

Today’s a Day of Silence.