Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 

You know, there are occasions where I start to believe that there are forces in the universe deeply against me returning to a regularly scheduled little bit of nowhere. Just as I endeavour to start blogging on a more consistent basis, suddenly Blogger keeps eating my blogs, then secretly regurgitating them later on and mocking me when I realize I rewrite something that had already been posted? And then today Blogger crapped out, froze and died on me before I could even type a single letter.

Why is the world against me? What sort of higher power is deathly terrified by my little bit of nowhere? Is it becuase of the Evidence Mice? Is it because of my rampaging sexiness? Sadly, most of you reading this are probably deciding that the "Evidence Mice" theory is the least offensive one...and also the one that makes more sense.

In other news, while I have problems with the corporate giant Walmart building stores near the works of ancient civilizations (even moreso since I actually visited Teotihuacan and saw how beautiful it was) or over mass Hawaiian grave sites (though the idea of a bunch of Walmart workers having to fend of zombie customers is rather funny), I am torn to outright shunning them. Why? Because they have given me the Seasme Street movie Follow That Bird for $7.

Some of you may ask why Sesame Street. Some of you may snicker. Those of you who know of my passion for Jim Henson's work--and please please please may Gaffney be right that the Muppet Show box sets are nigh!--know that I am seeking to collect what I can of his on DVD. While the majority of the Muppet movies still need to be purchased, they're the easier ones to find. I've just got Emmet Otter's Jug Band to acquire and I think I have all the more obscure titles.

"But why Sesame Street's Follow That Bird?" you ask. Two words: pre-Elmo.

Oh, and could someone please do me a favour and smack the idiots at Old Navy who keep making these really tacky song-and-dance commercials? Preferfably with a sledgehammer? Or how about Sledgehammer, I hear he's back on DVD now. And while we're at it, let's also perform grievous bodily harm to Sara Jessica Parker's new Gap "Pretty in Pimp--er, Pink" ads.

Today's Lesson: on hiatus, as nothing on particular value was learned today.
posted by Phillip at 6:36 PM

 

So on March 18th, in trying to keep with a semi-regular period of posting on this little bit of nowhere, I posted the entry: A Day For Everyone To Pretend They're Irish...Welsh...Give Me That Beer Already! And then, an error occurred in Blogger, and that little bit of nowhere was subsequently devoured. Thinking it was doomed forever to rest inside the Blogger gut of errors & oblivion, I decided against rewriting the whole thing, and ate lunch instead. To my surprise, days later my apparently eaten post reappeared in this little bit of nowhere. Of course, this is my second attempt at posting this particular entry; apparently, when blogger tells you that the post has been accepted and will now appear on your blog, it's lying through its textual teeth.

Bah! This is why I'm starting to write these things beforehand in a wordpad document I can save before something tries to flush my poignant words of widsom down then Internet toilet.

Anyhoo, the rest of this past weekend was followed up by work shifts, and a trip to Brantford that saw Kevin & I attempt to write a Confic, but got distracted by sleep, Gabriel drooling onto my hair and Shaolin Soccer. But in the end, we not only got the 3-page Confic introduction written, but we also managed to get the 5-page introduction to the introduction written! (That last sentence will make sense once the script is revealed.)

In other news, Today's Lesson stems from my unwitting discovery made last night that I am in fact not a cat, nor do I have night vision, and cannot see through pitch black. As demonstrated when I tried to locate our bathroom in the dark without turning a light on, and subsequently ran forehead-first into the doorframe. The good news: my head's fine, as it's suffered these sort of heavy impacts before. (Insert your "well that explains a few things about you" joke here.) The bad news: I think I'm going to need some serious tools to fix that dent in the bathroom doorframe.
posted by Phillip at 7:40 AM