Month: June 2011

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Accounting on drugs

For those of you who have taken an accounting class before, you know how boring it can be at times. Our professor is trying to keep things as light and upbeat as possible, but I’m starting to wonder about him…

The accounting equation: Assets = Liabilities + Equity. If one side goes up, something on the other side goes up; if one asset goes up, another goes down and so on. “If my cholesterol is 120 and I’m doing lines of coke, maybe that evens out!”

And he has an interesting opinion about people in marketing, too. “Two things marketing people do. One, snort coke. Two, play the ukulele.”

Yeah, things could be… interesting for the remainder of the course.

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I forgot our anniversary!

I didn’t realize it until, oh, 12:30 this morning, so maybe I could have sent a celebration notice to those folks out in L.A.: June 1st marked the 6th anniversary of the premiere of Beauty and the Geek. The worst part (aside from the fact that I forgot) is that I looked online and the traditional gifts for #6 are iron and candy. I totally could have justified buying a ton of Skittles to celebrate.

Why Skittles? To determine whether different mixtures of colors makes the rainbow taste different. Who cares about the empty calories? I’m doing it in the name of science! Geeks rule! And happy anniversary to my Beauty and the Geek peeps, too!

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Shaq is retiring… at least I think he’s the one retiring…

I saw a link to this when I was checking my email on Yahoo, so I decided to take a look. I don’t care about the article itself, but I’m a little surprised at their choice of pictures. You’d think that when writing about someone who’s played in the NBA for 19 seasons, they’d use a photo of him and not a teammate from four teams and seven years ago, right?

What a candid photo of Shaq!
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Reality Show Rundown Month

An author named Stacy Juba wrote a mystery suspense novel that asks the question that lurks deep within everyone’s mind: “How do you change the channel when reality TV turns to murder?”

Okay, maybe not everyone’s mind, but to promote the novel, she interviewed a whole bunch of people who have been on reality shows and is posting them for the next three weeks on her blog, stacyjuba.com.

Stacy talked to a friend of mine, that friend referred her to me and my interview will be posted on her blog on June 7th (here’s a link to the schedule). I’m totally getting shafted by being the top story for a single day, but I’ll be okay. I think. *sniff* *sniff*

So feel free to take a look, see what I said (or didn’t say) and enjoy. (I’ll post a link when my interview pops up, but you’re welcome to see what other people said and enjoy those as well.)

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No laptop? No Internet? No problem!

[As handwritten on May 27th]

I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, which comes with the territory when you usually wait until the AM hours to start packing. Consequently, I’ve already taken a couple of naps today. Yay for naps!

I once again remembered why I don’t like talking about politics during lunch this afternoon. Discussion of constitutional amendment prohibiting gay marriage = pissed-off participants.

It occurred to me a couple minutes ago some of the effects of technology, which are… sorta negative: the immediate access to information.

We’ll be coming home on Tuesday the 31st. We’ll also be getting a phone call that morning. Mom thought we might be roaming up here—out of normal range for cell phones, so answering calls is more expensive. Thus, that person will call the house and we’ll listen to the message when we get home.

I’m not sure why Mom doesn’t know, but they built a tower around here a few years ago and we get really good reception now. I thought about telling her so we could get that phone call here or while we’re on the road. That’s when it clicked: we don’t need to know right away.

I’m still trying to avoid technology (and I’m not talking about lamps and the refrigerator). Up to this point, we’ve listened to the weather radio for a little while and the TV is on in the other room. I think I’m winning.

But the point is that I don’t need to rely on my cell phone on Tuesday. If we wait for a couple hours, we’ll get pretty much the same information when we get home. So I won’t say anything. If Mom figures out the reception deal, I’ll take the call. If she doesn’t, I’ll stay unplugged for a few more hours.

(Note that I’m not saying I don’t like the immediate access to information. I’ve already had the thought “I wish I could Google that” float through my head this afternoon, but I think I’ll be okay.)

[Author’s note: We ended up using my phone a couple times, which I don’t feel guilty about—the calls were pretty important. What’s ironic is that on a day when the sky was overcast and gloomy, my phone lost the signal in the middle of a call and we were in roaming when he called back. *facepalm*]