A little bit of Nowhere

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!

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Thursday, August 25, 2005
 
This Could Probably Make a Great Mastercard Ad

There are those priceless moments where you wish you could forever capture that look of pure and unbridled shock on a person's face. Late into the evening shift at work, I was busy helping a number of customers. The last ones in the line-up were a pair of young girls, and here is more or less how the ensuing conversation went...

Me: ^-^ "Hello, and is that everything for you today?"

Girl #1: [setting her backpack on the counter] "Yep. You know, you're really cheerful."

Me: ^-^ "You bet! It's because of the Prosac."

Girl #1: o.O;;;;;;;

Girl #2: [realizing I was actually kidding] "I prefer Ritalin myself."


And so ends your daily non-sequitor. But before we go, it's time for the super happy genki-fun (well, fun if you like stylized art and zombies) Link of the Day: http://kristyvsthezombiearmy.com/index.php Think Sam Raimi & Jhonen Vasquez working on a horror story, with Vasquez and Tim Burton collaborating on the character designs.

Monday, August 22, 2005
 
The Chirping of Crickets Ensues


Yes, Virginia: there is an update.

This little bit of nowhere has seen a few weeks go by without any wry or acerbic comments, or even a short anecdote usually involving some injury I managed to inflict upon myself. Fact of the matter is, it's Back-to-School season. For those of you unfamiliar with what it means at my store, picture the following:

A line-up of roughly 10 people. This line will never shorten or change length for roughly 4-5 hours straight. Welcome to the average afternoon I'm seeing. While it's arguable that "hey, at least it's not so quiet you're bored out of your mind anymore", I think there's also something to be said for not having to endure, "Can't we just shoot all these people and give ourselves a moment's peace?"

So the chances are pretty good that over the next 2-3 weeks, there will be little of me to be seen or heard. I'll probably be curled up under the couch, wrapped in a blanket and chanting to myself, "Can't sleep, customers will eat me."

Or else I'll be staring at my fic, and demanding angrily why this one arc simply won't let itself end. Every time I think I'm that much closer, suddenly ten more pages have appeared and I'm no fewer scenes away from the denoument. If it wasn't for the fact that I want so badly for this epic monster to at long last end, I swear I'd take a break after this just to recharge. Oh well, can't complain entirely. At least I'm still managing a bit of writing in amidst this period of work.

But in the meantime, chances are that amidst the work shifts from hell, there will be friends to meet, tents to sleep in and cold pills to buy, as I seem to be coming down with a case of the summer sniffles.

But at least I can leave you all with Today's Lesson: never pour half-frozen milk onto your cereal. Corn Flakes are crunchy enough without the added ice.