Sound Off...

...where Lime expounds on various topics of no real importance.


Certain movies need to come with an excessive tissue usage warning label. During a brief cessation in hostilities between sisters, Diana and Calypso agreed we should rent The Time Traveler's Wife. I indulged them because they were getting along. Holy time-warping Moses on a pogo stick! I thought I might dehydrate through my eyes while I was watching that movie! I needed an IV drip of Young Frankenstein just to recover. (Fine, call me a wussy cry baby, I can take it. Just remember my unnaturally high pain tolerance and then we'll see who the wuss is.) After the high level of emotional strife during the previous few days I was in no state to endure that sort of emotional string pulling. Is it possible to sprain a tear duct? I'm pretty sure it is. I blame their father's influence (link to a brief example on a former blog of mine).


In the past I have very much enjoyed Bill Bryson's books. A Walk in the Woods is absolutely hilarious and I learned a lot from In a Sunburned Country. During my vacation though I found Notes from a Small Island nearly unreadable. It's not that it's poorly written. He comes off as irritatingly affected and I kept waiting for him to inject a "Pip pip and cheerio!" while he was praising tea trolleys and and double-decker buses. Dude, you were born in Iowa, for crying out loud. You can appreciate Britain without sounding like you think you were switched at birth with someone to the manor born.


The Know-It-All: One Man's Humble Quest to Become the Smartest Person in the World by A.J. Jacobs, on the other hand, was great fun. Admittedly, I am a nerd who loves trivia and who read Funk & Wagnalls for fun as a kid so reading about some guy who wanted to work his way through the entire Encyclopedia Britannica intrigued me. Oh, and don't you fellow nerds out there try to pretend you wouldn't be interested in this! G-man, Suldog, Craig, Logo...I'm looking at you all.


Speaking of nerds (and I say that with complete affection and respect), Calypso recently acquired some Buddy Holly type glasses. She's so darned cute in them. I giggle every time I look at her wearing them and just want to tape up the bridge. She won't let me take a picture though so I can't show you. I can't imagine why she'd be reluctant.


In other odd fashion news, Dr. Hubba Hubba came to work wearing these shoes. They are the weirdest freaking excuses for footwear I have ever seen. They also made me laugh every time I looked at them. Yeah, I just know the laydeez will be going wild to play footsie with him now! And people mock me for my Birkenstocks...


A recent post at Cooper's made me realize that between the minuscule bits of fabric wedged into the butt cracks of shapely young girls (thus revealing the bottom half of their badonkadonks) and the style of young men who wear their swim trunks at "half mast" thus revealing their own cracks and top half of their rear ends there are a lot of half-assed ninnies running around on beaches and at swimming pools. I amused myself by imagining one of those picture books where the pages are divided in thirds so you can mix and match the faces, torsos, and legs of various cartoon characters only mixing and matching the top halves and lower halves of the exposed butt cheeks. A fertile imagination can be a dangerous thing. I apologize to anyone who was trying to eat while reading this.


So crack me up and reveal some things you'd like to sound off about.

Just in Case my Nerdiness in in Question...

...this post should remove any doubt.


First, a comic from xkcd.com. I like Venn diagrams. Heck, I know that this thing is called a Venn diagram. Other evidence of my nerdiness: I self classify as a nerd in the intersection (See definition #5 and yes, I know I am violating nerd conduct by referencing urban dictionary rather than the OED. That this concerns me is further evidence of nerdiness.).





Next, I love this video by a bunch of librarians satirizing Lady Gaga's Poker Face. I alternate between laughing and feeling a tingle of organizational delight over the verse mentioning Boolean search parameters.

Finally, I actually took this quiz because I really wanted to know. I happened to find the results both amusing and accurate.

You Are a Question Mark

You seek knowledge and insight in every form possible. You love learning. And while you know a lot, you don't act like a know it all. You're open to learning you're wrong. You ask a lot of questions, collect a lot of data, and always dig deep to find out more. You're naturally curious and inquisitive. You jump to ask a question when the opportunity arises. Your friends see you as interesting, insightful, and thought provoking. (But they're not always up for the intense inquisitions that you love!) You excel in: Higher education You get along best with: The Comma

What Punctuation Mark Are You?

To further intensify your fears I have procreated and 2 of my nerd spawn voluntarily categorized and labeled the DVD/video collection AND developed a sign out sheet for tracking when one has been borrowed or loaned out. Excuse me, I need to wipe my tears of pride.