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Training Buses

joanarc4 — Mon, 08 Dec 2008 06:13:05 +0000

Friday, I totally saw TWO buses dislodged from the electric lines (I call them “training buses” because they are always on the electric leash). Two of them. The drivers were standing there with giant poles and trying to get the arms back on the wires. I saw one accomplish his objective, but drove around the other.

Still. Two? I’ve never seen one like that before. Two in one day? What could it mean?

Overheard

joanarc4 — Sun, 19 Oct 2008 01:58:01 +0000

Daughter: Stop lecturing me!

Mother: I don’t lecture you.

Daughter: You do lecture. You do it all the time!

Mother: I don’t lecture. I explain.

[Pause]

Daughter: Then stop explaining!

Scoring Life

joanarc4 — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 16:44:23 +0000

So I watch Gossip Girl (really, and I love it). The other day, a friend pointed me to New York Magazine’s review of the show each week. They comment on aspects of the plot, oufits, characters, etc., and score “plus” or “minus” based on the realism of it. For example, one entry is:

The TA lady knows how to untie a knot because “my mother was in the Navy.” No. Minus 1.

I have decided to start scoring life that way. Such as, “Traffic was really backed up this morning. Minus only 1, because I should have taken the subway.” Or, “The cafeteria had pasta station today. Plus 3, because I was jonesing for carbs.”

I wonder how my days would add up…

99 Luftballons…

joanarc4 — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 15:30:10 +0000

Last night, when I was getting off the T, there were two guys going through the turnstiles. Their heads were totally obscured by clusters of balloons in purple, blue and pink (about half a dozen each).

Where were they going? What were the balloons for? I’ll never know. But I’ve had a good time thinking of the possibilities.

Okay, so there were more like a dozen balloons, and none of them were red. But now, with any luck, you have that song stuck in your head and it will finally leave mine.

You are not the droid I was looking for…

joanarc4 — Mon, 08 Sep 2008 12:04:53 +0000

Last night, I hit “play” on the remote control for my DVD player. The DVD starting playing all right.

Also, my fan turned on.

Mind you, the fan has a remote control, which I think is dumb and lives in the little slot on the fan. But still…I wasn’t talking to the fan, I was using the DVD remote. Someone is certainly anxious to be useful.

I haven’t been able to reproduce the effect, but I will keep a close eye and report back.

Really? Really?

joanarc4 — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 06:59:05 +0000

So I noticed tonight that Honda is the current sponsor for the free showing of Dr. Horrible’s Sing Along Blog. This created great joy in my heart. I have recently become a Honda disciple, having thrown over Nissan (which I still have faith in) for a 2007 Honda CR-V. So I went to find a way to email my appreciation.

Are you ready for this?

I can’t find one.

………

Yes, that’s right. I spent forty-five (45) minutes trying to find a way to email Honda to tell them how cool I think they are. And there ISN’T A WAY. Find one, tell me how, I will stand corrected. I challenge you.

That, frankly, annoys the hell out of me, that there’s no one I can email to tell them that they are doing a GOOD job. Because my 2007 CR-V is a dream, and someone should know that, too. But I find it sketchy that they don’t provide an email for *problems.*

Grumble.

Oh, goodness…look at my wrist

joanarc4 — Thu, 31 Jul 2008 20:58:57 +0000

So time has passed. Lots of happenings have occurred. The highlights (drumroll, please):

Best Internet-Released Musical Starring Neil Patrick Harris Ever

Seriously. Just watch it. I defy you to resist singing along.

Best Processional Song Used At a Wedding This Year

Falling Slowly, from the movie Once.

Best Superhero Movie Villain Ever

Heath Ledger. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he will win an oscar for this performance. Oh, and if you haven’t seen it in IMAX…wait. Why haven’t you seen it in IMAX?

Best Houseguest of the Summer

He installed an air conditioner and figured out the Roomba, both without being asked. You know who you are. Hey, I’ve been meaning to move a bunch of heavy boxes…

Best Performance By a Bunch of Ducks (or was it geese?)

Making a flashy water landing three feet from the dock where we were watching fireworks at sunset on the fourth at a 30th birthday party. The birthday girl said, “ooh! Do it again! More ducks!”

Heard and Seen in NYC

joanarc4 — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 18:59:43 +0000

Seen: a guy keeping himself busy while waiting for the subway at Park Place by slooooowly walking down the up escalator.

Heard: Impromptu horn symphony conducted on the Cross-Bronx Expressway in slow-moving traffic. Four or five cars each rhythmically tapping their horns to create…noise. But in rhythm.

Great Clues from Saturday Night’s Game of Celebrity

joanarc4 — Tue, 27 May 2008 15:14:49 +0000

See if you can guess these famous names (no fair guessing if you were there):

1) “This lady is made of glass and full of syrup.”

2) “Locked in an attic, wrote a diary.”

3) “You got some ‘splainin’ to do…the wife.”

My name is….

joanarc4 — Wed, 21 May 2008 20:17:48 +0000

Starbucks Alias: The name you use when your first name is complicated or unusual and you don’t have the patience to spell it out for the Starbucks cashier when they ask if they “can have your name for the cup.”

Example:

Gnishilda: I’d like an iced venti skinny vanilla latte, please.

Cashier: Can I have your name for the cup?

Gnishilda: Sara.

Cashier: With or without an H?

Gnishilda: Doesn’t matter.