The Energizer Bunny Ain't Got Nuthin' On Me!

In 1984, I bought an HP 11C calculator. Once I got used to the reverse-polish notation, I liked it.

I took it to calculator speed competitions. I took it to college. I took it to my first job. I took it to grad school. There, another student told me it belonged in a museum. That was 13 years ago. It's got some grime between the keys now, and the little rubber feet on the back are gone. Last year I had to replace the batteries. But it's still going.

To put this in perspective, in 1984 the Energizer Bunny didn't even exist yet! They hadn't introduced his predecessor Jacko, some big Australian dude holding a giant battery over his head shouting "Oi!", yet. They hadn't signed his predecessor, Mary Lou Retton, yet.

It keeps going and going and going....

Don't Panic!

It's towel day! Do you know where your towel is?

Mario Brothers

I am a total Mario noob. About all I am able to do is run and spam the jump button until I eventually die. Listening to Julie while she watches Taylor and Patrick play, however, is most entertaining.

"Stop jumping on her head!"
"Look out!"
"Why you do that?"
"Ahhhhh!"
"Omigod!"
"Don't be picking her up!"
"Turtle!"
"Get it!"
"Don't do that!"
"Why you die?"
"Do the whizzy spin thing!"
"Up!"
"Stop picking her up!"
"Oh no!"
"Pop her bubble"

and so on and on and on
:)

Update-y Stuff

Julie had her first radiation session today. She needs to go back five times a week for six weeks. Despite being nervous about, her only complaing after was that her back was sore from having to lie on the table not moving for so long. Later on there will be skin irritation and fatigue, but we will cross those bridges when we get to them.

Three weeks of working day shift left her cranky and annoyed. This week she starts night shift, and I expect it'll leave her in a better mood. It fits her sleep schedule better, there's a lot fewer doctors and relatives to deal with, and sometimes the patients mostly just sleep. The plan is to work Thurs-Fri_Sat nights (7 pm to 7 am) as often as possible to minimize the overlap with the M-F radiation sessions.

I did my first progression raid in like a year last week, taking Vyp to the Ice Cream Social with K and Jess and the rest of The Left Claw. We attempted to get Sindragosa down, the last boss before Arthas. No sucess, but I was having way too much fun focussing on trying to do my job right to be bothered. Last time I did progression raiding, it was roflstomping Naxx with AC. This was much better - victories are more satisfying when you earn them. Not looking to get back into full-time raiding, but hopefully they'll have some room for me once or twice a month.

Things I Learned Last Week Watching Television

A "glam wedding" does not mean everyone looks like Ziggy Stardust.

Mike Rowe from "Dirty Jobs" and Gene Simmons from "Kiss" are interchangeable.

It is possible to hit someone hard enough to "knock their socks off", provided (a) they aren't wearing shoes, (b) they are wearing low-friction material socks, (c) they shave their legs, and (d) you hit as hard as a five-ton steel beam traveling 65 miles per hour.

Idiot young women from the Jersey Shore grow up to be idiot Real Housewives of New Jersey.

Somewhere, there are parents gullible enough to believe their children's imaginary playmates are real.

Motorcycle racing is not, in fact, completely safe.

Walking around with a big rock in your pants will make people not vote for you.