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October 1, 2008

Finally, a little un-apathy!

This is the video that finally made me change my voting location:

Please vote.

Thanks, Jess.

September 26, 2008

PINCH me, S'MAC me, but NO TOUCHING the Poppy.


PINCH ME, S'MAC me, but NO TOUCHING the Poppy!!!~!~!! from Poppy Cede on Vimeo.

Watch the whole video (comma dammit).

PINCH & S'MAC
The pizza
The mac & cheese

Earl
Finn
Neil
The Halloween party

September 17, 2008

Peace out, cub scout

Dawg and I are on our way to Vermont today to collect my things that will actually fit into the apartment. Please accept this Cereal Wednesday episode in my absence.

And please leave me a comment telling me how much you miss me.

Ok, I'm kidding. But, hey, happy hump day! See you on the flip side, which is likely Friday. :smiles:

September 16, 2008

Remember when I used to post lots of times a day?

Yesterday Earl was having a conversation in his comments about the funniest SNL skit ever after which a funny skit was never written. (I'm paraphrasing.) Anyway, the skit in question was when Lindsay Lohan was at dinner with Debbie Downer and family at a Disney resort restaurant when everyone lost their shit and couldn't stop laughing, making the skit 100 times funnier than it would have been otherwise. I give you that skit:


via videosift.com

It's what I do best

My brain is decidedly cluttered and unfocused today, so you get random Poppy core dumpage today.

Last night I tried to apply for a job online at a company you would know if I told you the name of it, but the process for getting my information filled in was sooooo convoluted and was taking sooooo many steps, that after 15 minutes and still only being on Step 1 of 6, I gave up. I then selected another job from the list I was looking at and was able to send off my information in 5 minutes. That company has a list of clients you've heard of, but you've probably not heard of the company itself. I suck at gauging how I'd fit into a corporate company, but this one looks a'ight from the internet. I just can't handle companies where the owners act like kings and queens and treat everyone else like servants. I've worked for a corporate company like this and it's precisely what turned me off to the corporate world for 6 years. I'm a human being at work and at play… and if I'm doing the right work then I am really enjoying what I'm doing… so don't stifle me with your bureaucratic bullshit.

I really miss PiC and da Bomb, who coincidentally both used to be my officemates when we were in the "sharing phase" of officenessdom before lots of people left our department and our floor. I'm seeing Break Boy and HLW Wednesday when Dawg and I go to Vermont, but there's not really any time for a work visit. I have a built in camera and internet access, I should log into chat and see if either one of them will talk to me. I've heard through the grapevine that things at work are very ungood, and this is something I get to feel guilty about. I know I didn't cause it, but my departure contributed to my very good friends' workload.

I also miss K and J in New Hampshire. Hi, guys. :smiles:

It smells really strongly of garlic in the apartment today. Dawg and I made those yummy chicken cutlets last night that he'd been drooling about all day yesterday and they came out fantastic! I prepped them and he fried them.

chicken cutlet!

They came out a perfect golden brown and were perfectly cooked — very crunchy on the outside, very moist on the inside.

The Lehman Brothers bankruptcy is a very bad thing for New York City business. Yes, please to Barclays. And… the AIG thing isn't helping either.

HOLY SHIT! You know that guy who does the World Series of Pop Culture?!?!??! Pat Kiernan!!! HE'S A NEWSCASTER ON NY1!!!!!!! (Um, am I the only person who knows what I'm talking about? Mebbe. How about we look on YouTube…)

World Series of Pop Culture 2007:

NY1:

And now, a KITTY BLITZ!!!!!!!!!

Georgeporge Ripple-A Mickey (Allie)

We live in a neighborhood with a school. The other night we heard the infamous ice cream truck come through at 10:00PM. Dude, TOO LATE. TOO LATE!!!!

Yes, there just might be (ok, ok, there definitely will be) a Cereal Wednesday tomorrow. I assure you, once your hosts have settled into their new home (as in, we have more furniture than a desk and two chairs) we'll be better about filming.

September 14, 2008

My love don't cost a thing… except $20 and a sink full of dishes

Karl loves me:
Karl loves me

And, you know, I love him too:

…because I let him take a photo of my boobs! And Dawg pointing at them!

Speaking of Dawg… He did the dishes. Without me asking.

Best boyfriend EV-AR, in the entire universe. Poor Ripley, corrupted again by our bedroom discussion. Oh well. :grins:

August 29, 2008

Space-y morning vlog

It's me!


Stuff and things from Poppy Cede on Vimeo.

A few things about this video:
1. B is Bdogg from Jumping on the Bandwagon.
2. Jen is Jen from For the Birds.
3. I'm an idiot, and misinterpreted the patch thing — only the sticker has to do with Expedition 11, the cloth patch has to do with STS-124. I am not the brightest bulb when I first wake up.
4. I apologize for showing you my (clothed) ass and my panty line.
5. I also apologize for the darkness of my face. I had all the lights on in the basement for this video, but — IT'S A BASEMENT. :smiles:
6. I took the footage for this video between 8:47am and 8:58am. I then had to get it from my camera to the Windows 74 computer and run it through Sony Vegas to get it from an 833MB Quicktime Movie file to a 237MB Windows Media file, which finished at 9:41am. I then had to spend 10 minutes upstair doing a small job for Dawg's dad but returned to upload the video to Vimeo which finished at 12:28pm. (See why we need a new computer? Yah.) And then Vimeo told me there was a long line of videos and that it would take at least an hour to finish processing my video. *siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh* … And now it's 1:35pm and it's finally done! Yippy!
7. The bracelet Jen made me:
Bracelet from Jen
8. The shirts B gave me:
Both shirts and the poppy
9. The packaging and card from B:
Surprise
10. Yes, I really do wear Winnie-the-Pooh PJ bottoms when I feel like it. :pfft:

August 20, 2008

In case you ever wanted to know where half of my genes came from…

My mom had a layover in New York so she had the pleasure of meeting Dawg for the first time ever then doing a Cereal Wednesday in a bar with really loud calypso music.

Go Vols! Hi, Mom! :grins:

August 14, 2008

This explains why my favorite number is 4, right?

Thanks, Pat. :smiles:

August 13, 2008

Olympic unhopeful

This is my first year really watching the Olympics since the 1996 Atlanta, Georgia, USA Olympics when the following was my reality:

- I lived with Break Boy, His Lovely Wife, and two of our friends
- I was taking French, Chinese, Spanish, and German during my 4.0 GPA semester of college
- I was ALWAYS doing homework and ALWAYS stressed out
- I was working a very stressful-to-me job as a computer geek who talked to people on the phone (I hate the phone, with a fiery passion)
- I smoked clove cigarettes at random intervals to bring my stress level back down
- I almost burned the apartment down by cooking baked Tostitos in the toaster oven
- Some guy let off a backpack full of bombs in a crowd of people at the Olympic town square

What does this have to do with the Olympics? Aside from that last item, nothing. You know me, I'm random.

My favorite sport to watch that year was women's gymnastics. I was soooooooooooooo excited to watch the girls perform in every event. I was terrified for but extremely proud of Kerri Strug for doing her final vault on a completely destroyed ankle, allowing us to win the gold:

(That video footage always makes me cry.) If I had to choose a defining moment of my US patriotism it'd be that.

But last night, as I watched the Olympics from the green recliner, I realized I was impatient about the women's gymnastics performance. I wanted everyone to hurry up and "get it over with". I lacked confidence in the team. Lacked interest. Lacked pride. As soon as I saw Alicia Sacramone fall off the balance beam I stood up, turned my back to the TV, and went to bed. I knew then that whatever happened was not going to be like the magic that happened in 1996, and I didn't care to see more foibles. I was done rooting for Team USA. That makes me feel bad, like I've lost some sort of innocence I once used to possess. Maybe I'm just old and jaded now. :smiles: