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Thursday, June 12, 2008

  • Outrageously delusionally happy?

    Took the Air Force Community Assessment survey today. The questions were mostly what I expected ... "is the AF meeting your family's needs," the infamous and ubiquitous "do you feel safe at home," a few trick questions to ferret out depression and alcoholism ... but the answer choices on this one amused me so much I had to take a screen shot and post it:





    In case you can't see it it the screen shot, here's the question:

    Please indicate the degree of happiness, all things considered, of your relationship:
    _ Extremely Unhappy
    _ Fairly Unhappy
    _ A Little Unhappy
    _ Happy
    _ Very Happy
    _ Extremely Happy
    _ Amazingly Happy
    _ Could Not Possibly Be Any Happier

    What, no "super-fantasmagorically happy" or "outrageously delusionally happy," or "died-and-gone-to-relationship-heaven happy"? What kind of answer scale is this????

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

  • GPS Enabled!

    We finally broke down and bought a portable GPS unit for the car. I figured it would be good for our upcoming trip to San Diego, and the one we bought receives live traffic info, which might actually be helpful here at "home."

    I tested it out tonight on a trip to Target (a drive I could probably do with my eyes closed). When I  got close, instead of telling me to turn left across a busy street into the Target parking lot, the turn-by-turn voice — who I now know to be "American English Jill" — sent me right into a residential area, then left, then left again, then left again onto the street where I started, then into the parking lot, which was now on the right side of the street. I don't know if it's because that street is a divided highway and the GPS didn't "know" about the turn lane into Target, or if it was because the "avoid U-turns" feature was on, or, if it's Zoolander-enabled and sensed I was not a confident enough ambi-turner to make a left in heavy traffic.

    Played with it a little more at home, and I can't wait to try out the "British English" and "Australian English" voices for turn-by-turn directions. Good times!

Monday, June 09, 2008

  • A first for me ..

    I allowed a third-grader to spray-paint my hair green and red today.
  • My Gallactica theory, for the record!

    Okay, I TOTALLY know who the fifth cylon is. (If that statement didn't pique your interest, you can skip this whole post, 'cause you obviously don't give a rat's.) I'm posting my absolutely rock-solid theory on the internet so I can "told ya so" with authority when I am proven right.

    So ... it's Lee Adama. And Admiral Adama has known all along, 'cause he's in on it.

    You see, the "final five" cylons are actually the ORIGINAL five cylons. Early in skin-job development, real people were kidnapped and a "medical procedure" was performed that made them cylons. That's why they have memories of real pasts and childhoods. None of those models was put into mass production, but the "cylon nation" has been aching for a reunion.

    I have two possible theories on how Lee Adama figures in to this. Either ...
    a) All this early cylon-makin' was going on about the time Admiral Adama's other son died. Lee has a brush with death, and the Admiral can't stand the idea of losing another son. He knows a guy who knows a guy who knows the cylon's technology, and uses it to bring "Lee" back to live.

    or ...

    b) Admiral Adama saved Lee as a baby from that experimental cylon factory we saw him on in his early years.

    Okay, so there it is. Proof that I'm a waaaaay bigger geek than you ever imagined.

    PS - the "mysterious music" the four other surprise cylons here is the Galactica theme song.



Wednesday, May 28, 2008

  • Been there; haven't blogged that ...

    Touristy places I've been lately but haven't blogged:
    1. San Diego (including the zoo, of course!) and Coronado
    2. Solvang, Arroyo Grande, San Luis Obispo (basically central coast wine country)
    3. Santa Barbara

    I've also recently developed a bad microwave smores habit — one graham cracker, a few squares of chocolate, one big marshmallow and about 10-15 seconds in the 'wave. At first I thought it was soulless to eat a smore that wasn't campfire roasted. I'm sadly WAY over that.

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