Bizarre Marriage Thing I’ve Never Heard Of

Jeremy & Vicka were discussing their trip to the government place to get their marriage license this weekend. Long line, go to this window, sign this, etc.

Dave and Bethya had a different experience. After all the official city hall signing and stamping and proving and agreeing, they got the license back, along with another item: a plastic bag of stuff. The official said brightly “This is your starter kit” or something like that and handed it to Bethya. It was full of household cleaning products.

I guess Dave missed the “men’s starter kit”, which is probably a universal remote for the TV and stereo.

Not all the world’s a stage

I don’t like the word “drama”. I hear it a lot. Friends and coworkers use it and it’s everywhere online.

What does “drama” mean? A big argument, an unpleasant revelation, a crappy public relationship breakup, a confrontation, raised voices. Any kind of emotional blowup that isn’t hidden is called “drama”.

What does it really mean? That someone is being neurotic or manipulative and creating a theatrical scene, that trivial items are being puffed up to great size, that someone is a “drama queen” who needs to create public messes for his or her own reasons. Okay, that happens and it’s annoying as hell. We all know a few people who do their best to turn everyday life into a soap opera.

But the word “drama” gets applied to anything emotional and public. Whether it’s someone who gets in a shouting match with his ex-girlfriend at a party or someone who hits the end of the rope and guzzles a fifth of vodka and a handful of pills and has to go to the ICU, it’s “drama”. Basically “drama” is anything that makes you have to notice that other people are in bad trouble and can’t help communicating it. It’s an inconvenience to you, and it makes you stop having fun, and you want to trivialize it. So here’s your label for that purpose!

Not everyone who loses their shit in public is clamoring for attention. Occasionally it’s a tragedy and not a soap opera, and not to be dismissed.

Faith-based biology in Florida

Via the Huffington Post, from the Orlando Sentinel

‘Celestial Drops’ no cure for canker

Florida researched the use of water, possibly mystically blessed, to cure the disease.
By Jim Stratton
Sentinel Staff Writer

July 5, 2005

Four years ago, as the state labored to eradicate citrus canker by destroying trees, officials rejected other disease-fighting techniques, saying unproven methods would waste precious time and resources.

But for more than six months, the state, at the behest of then-Secretary of State Katherine Harris, did pursue one alternative method — a very alternative method.

Researchers worked with a rabbi and a cardiologist to test “Celestial Drops,” promoted as a canker inhibitor because of its “improved fractal design,” “infinite levels of order” and “high energy and low entropy.”

But the cure proved useless against canker. That’s because it was water — possibly, mystically blessed water.

What the HEY

THE FUTURE OF THE FUTURE!

http://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20050626-5041.html

The elderly Japanese people of the future will be so desperately lonely for companionship that they’ll purchase slightly creepy android replicas of the drug-addled but brilliant sci-fi author Phillip K. Dick. Why the Japanese, and why Phillip K. Dick? It’s a long story, and I’m not sure I fully understood it all when the android’s makers explained it to me. I think I probably read the wrong books growing up as a kid, or maybe I now watch the wrong TV shows.

Via Blog of a Bookslut.

Plus, I still have that Bee Gees song in my head.

After a pleasant meal of spaghetti & turkey meatballs and a green salad with gordonzola [sic] cheese and tomatoes, I’m relaxing as I listen to the neighborhood freakin’ explode. It gets louder every year. The mortars have moved east of the Boulevard finally and I also heard gunfire, which is not cool.

Either that or someone has designed a set of firecrackers that sounds exactly like a .30 caliber semiautomatic rifle emptying a five round magazine. It certainly got my attention.

I missed the City of Irvine’s Summer Series beginning with a bang! The advertisement promised that “Fireworks, music by the Kingston Trio, and a Pat Sajak narration of ‘Casey at the Bat’ headline the event.” Pat Sajak reading “Casey at the Bat”? PAT SAJAK? When Harry Shearer did his version of Kato Kaelin and John Tesh performing “Peter and the Wolf” it was supposed to be a joke, not a model for future entertainment. Yow. Ideally the Kingston Trio and Mr. Sajak would be attached to a gigantic rocket and forced to perform “Oh Susanna” while being fired into Modjeska Canyon at tremendous speed, but Irvine never really had that kind of spark.

Last night I dreamed about the cobbler Bethya made yesterday.

craigslist fun of the day

From the soon-to-be-deleted http://orangecounty.craigslist.org/w4m/82395173.html. What’s the Mexicanian for “Bad Idea Jeans”?

This is a sincere ad for men that want a nice relationship with a Mexican women. Parties every month for Single guys looking to meet a nice Mexican lady. Men If you have been looking for a girlfriend but don’t have the time or patience for online dating or going to clubs look no further!!!

tell me, how does this work??