Thursday, October 20, 2005

The rabbit hole is really deep...

I don't know what it is about me, but I have to sit and ponder about the stupidest things at 4:40am. I started to bring cereal and milk to work with me in the mornings because I can't really eat anything at home because I don't get up with enough time to eat there.

mmmmm, cereality...


So, I pour the first pack of cereal and scarf that down, then open the second box.

Hi, Im a creepy fucking charachter up close...


I then start staring at the box and wonder as I am crunching the sugar encrusted non-marshmallow bits just what the fuck they are? There are X's and spades and indeterminable shapes that make me wonder what sorts of "charms" are in Lucky Charms cereal?

So I venture to the General Mills website.

There's not a whole lot of information here except for the point of focus which is the marshmallow anomalies. I mean really, WTF does a red balloon have anything to do with luck? I digress.

So, there's a link to LuckyCharmsFun.com.

LOTLOL


Whoa. Didn't I see this on Lord of the Rings? It looks like they took some liberties with Harry Potter, especially with the whole flying bird delivering a scroll thing. The music is a bit creepy too, I might use it for Halloween or something else sinister. I still don't see anything as far as what the hell the non-marshmallow bits are and what they're supposed to represent. So, I click on what looks to be the cereal bits.

Nite of the Living Breakfast


HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!! THE MARSHMALLOW BITS ARE FUCKING DEAD!!!

GRAVES


How did they die? What supernatural force was behind their demise? Then, as I looked deeper I might have found the cause.

Slave Driver Lucky


Deep within the bowels of this dark, rainbow road paved cave lies the secrets & lies of all major food chains. The mines. That's right, your favorite breakfast cereals are mined from secret enchanted caves and many a marshmallow entity is killed while trying to feed a nation with its sugar coated goodness.

Nowhere in any of the websites did I find the answer to the question of what the hell the non-marshmallow bits were, but I think I am raising more questions than answers.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Ain't it funny how a melody can bring back a memory?

I had bought the Greatest Hits of Queen (Platinum edition) on Friday and was anxious to play some of the songs that we don't have at the radio station. We don't have the song I Want to Break Free in the Bandit's music catalog and was really wanting to play it. Ralph has the music video on his computer and on our way to San Antonio/ Corpus Christi we watched and listened to it. Its so rare that it's played on any of the radio stations its sad. So I tore it open and started listening to it full blast in the Neon.

Then I saw the other song I hadn't heard in at least 10 years.

It's a Kind of Magic was a song I used to love listening to. I couldn't figure out why I loved it so much as a kid. Maybe it was magic how a song could trap me within its lyrics and superb synthesizers, or maybe it was what I associated the song with.

I used to work for Western Playland. I used to operate the Himalaya. It used to play music while the ride operated. I remember back in the 1980s listening to the music play. I remember as a kid listening to Queen. I remember listening to It's a Kind of Magic. I also associate this song with Magic Landing.

I can't prove it, but I hear it here.

Being sick sucks

Without going into detail, I was sick yesterday. Still feeling woozy today, but thats from not eating anything solid. Took the day off from work, which is rare for me. I am going back tomorrow. Oh well.

Will talk later with something of substance.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Wake up time

My grouping of alarms are set for 3:00am, 3:04, 3:10 and one for 3:20. You would think that these would wake me up, but there's one little snag.

I wake up an hour BEFORE these fucking alarms go off.

I lie in bed and think to myself its going to go off at any moment. The instant I look at the clock it will ring.

No.

The instant I try and resolve to get what remnants of sleep I can, the fucking alarms go off.

Yes, alarms. My cell phone and my desk clock literally ring at the same time. They're regulated by the Atomic Clock. Its happened twice in a week so far and its pissing me off.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

ITS FUCKING OBSOLETE

GAAAH!!!

Son-of-a-bitch!!! I barely had the fucking iPod for one month and its now completely obsolete! Apple has pissed off a lot of iPod owners by introducing the iPod VIDEO.



Well, you all know I am gonna keep my 20 gig iPod photo and buy a new 30 gig iPod VIDEO...

YOU BASTARDS!!! THIS IS PLANNED OBSOLESCENCE IN ITS FINEST!!!