Yeah, the lift tickets are kinda expensive....
What the hey...I'll work like a dog on Monday....
Still on the road to San Diego. Had a little bit of a late start this morning and a one-hour stop in Yuma for food and a mini-obsession with instant/scratch lottery tickets. I didn't win anything but Miss K won $2.
NYE was fun, concert was a blast and people-watching was exceptional. It was a freak show and I was sober. All the better for making observations.
I lasted about 10 seconds in the mosh pit before my friend Rick reached over some people and dragged me out to safety. I lost Miss K in a pile of people but she came out unscathed because she fell on top of a guy. He ended up being okay, too.
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hey.
we made it
one decade into the new millenium
WHERE IS MY ROCKET CAR?
WE WERE PROMISED JETPACKS. JETPACKS!
so disappointed
In the back of the turn of the century series books for girls I read there is often a list of other similar books the publisher has to offer. I don't always remember to write down what books I've read, but I do seem to manage to keep a list of the offerings I've seen, even if I don't write down the author. Some of these 39 books can be found at places like archive.org, gutenberg.org, and google books.
Airship Boys
Amy Bell Marlowe’s Books For Girls
Barton’s Books For Girls by May Barton
Betty Gordon by Alice B. Emerson
Betty Wales by Margaret Ward
Billie Bradley
Blythe Girls
Boys and Girls of the 77 by Mary P. Wells Smith
Bunny Brown and his Sister Sue by Laura Lee Hope
Curly Tops by Howard Garis
Dorothy Chester
Dorothy Dale
Elsie by Martha Finley
Felicia by Elizabeth Lincoln Gould
Four Little Blossoms
Frontier Boys by Wyn Roosevelt
Grandpa's Little Girls by Alice Turner Curtis
Girl Scouts by Lillian Garis
Jane Allen by Edith Bancroft
Kay Tracey by Frances Judd
Khaki Boys
Khaki Girls
Laura T. Meade's Books For Girls
Linger-Nots by Agnes Miller
Maxie by Elsie Gardner
Motor Boys
Motor Girls
Moving Picture Girls by Laura Lee Hope
Patsy Carroll by Grace Gordon
Peggy Lee by Anna Andrews
Polly Brewster
Radio Girls by Margaret Penrose
Rover Boys
Ruby & Ruthy by Minnie Paull
Saddle Boys by James Carson
Six Girls/Six Girls the Seventh by Maria Ames Taggart
Six Little Bunkers by Laura Lee Hope
Sue Orcutt/The Orcutt Girls by Charlotte M. Vaile
Teddy B. & Teddy G., Bear Detectives
as good as listening to NC!NC!NC! after midnignt
which means I'll be as obsessed with Nick in 2010 as I was in 2002-3-4-5-6-7-8-9
like teh Nick would say
SAVE YOURSELF!
happy new year to any and all of you.
you weren't much of a muse
but then
I wasn't much of a poet
since I'm a shut-in and an introvert*
I planned to spend the day doing two things I've never done
making a playlist**
making a best-of-year thingie
(actually three things - being an album type of person, decided to forgo that and do singles)
so I did
filtered my music collection for "year released = 2009"
looked at times played, what I liked best, other criteria
cut
cut again
came up with 20 songs
which I didnt' mean to do
just happened that way
spent some time getting cover art for each
then came time to upload to VOX
well,
three times it just kept on going and going and going
at least thirty minutes each time
until I canceled.
let one go for over an hour and though it never finished according to the pop-up
when I canceled it was done.
except without cover art
so I deleted it and tried again
same result
did a second song
took forever to upload
and no cover art.
the third song, a few seconds ago
it worked on loading for about fifteen minutes
and then announced "cannot accept this kind of file"
though it is a plain .mp3
I give up
you can listed to the two songs
(without cover art)
all I have to show for several hours of work
(not really. it was mostly waiting)
* yes, I'm an introvert. who speaks constantly. it is possible, check yer Jung
** not technically true. I did do a kind-of-playlist for the '15 days of bah humbug' project. but that was on a theme
I was walking home from the Metro about a half-hour ago, and had the delightful experience of stepping in a pile of shit in the middle of the sidewalk that some kind dog owner had neglected to clean up. And that about sums up my miserable day and this miserable year. I'd wish for a better 2010, but what's the fucking point?