Two Socks

My socks don't match! On purpose! I am a wild and crazy person! I bought a pair of mismatched socks! My life is crazy! On purpose!

Okay, okay...I'll settle down. Actually, these are very comfortable socks--I bought two pairs. There is a shop on 9th Avenue (two and a half blocks from me) called Great Stuff. It's a hodge podge of weird, fun or unusual items that one never needs but serve the purpose of making one smile. These socks are made in Vermont, and no two pairs are alike because THEY AREN'T PAIRS. I have a sneaky suspicion that the manufacturer (some grandmother in a forest of maples?) has a bunch of leftover yarn from baby blankets and scarves and thinks to herself, "Now what can I do with this yarn?"

:)

NFSL - Not The City In Alaska

Friday night, after THE crappy day, my roommate had a fantastical idea--go see the new movie Juno in Daly City. The weather had settled down for the night, she had free tickets from her sister, and so we went to the 10:20 viewing of the film, which was packed, surprisingly. (I'm used to the Metreon, where seeing a movie at any time but the peak times means that there are about 6 other people in the theatre.)

Juno is a movie full of acerbic one-liners and a lot of love. Stereotypes are shattered (evil stepmom becomes ass-kicking stepmom to the right people), teens have brains and scope, and the music opens up a whole new world. I'm not much on movies where the music is the focus--it's hard to write a plot around that--but some movies do succeed. I'm thinking in particular of Stranger Than Fiction with punk classics and this one now with alternative rock. Sonic Youth does a rendition of the Carpenters' Superstar and the viewer is lulled into joy. I work with kids of this age sometimes, but they always amaze me, and they amaze me here, too, and are still believable even though they are written by grown-ups. Even the teen-speak isn't annoying (and neither is the homespun-speak), which surprised me--I hear 30+ year olds speaking, like, well, ya know, like that all the time on the bus and I want to strangle them. Didn't happen here.

This was a very distinctive film. Also, please be advised, as I wish someone would advise me of these things when I go to movies...there's a scene when Juno pukes blue Slushie twice, toward the beginning of the movie. When Alison Janney talks about a pot by the door at the dinner table, stop eating your popcorn for a second.

Otherwise, relish this film and keep it tucked somewhere in your soul. And...

"Don't you remember you told me you'd love me baby?"

Sorry. I couldn't resist.

Twitter-Pated AND 'Faced

Any other services I should be adding? :)

'Faced

Still giggling from Robin writing on my "Wall" this morning...her thoughts are that once DK and his brother find me on Facebook I am DOOMED. DOOMED!

Ahahahahaha...

Ahem. Okay, maybe I should make some rules here. No boobish comments on my Wall. No "For a good time, call Jo at blah, blah, blah."

Who am I kidding?

:)

Okay...Okay...Maybe You've Seen This...Ahahahahaha

Vacation means senseless humor:

The Schlosser West Coast Christmas dance...http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1278414253

Calculator Words and Pictures, Updated for the Blogs

Saw this on the comment line for Breed 'Em and Weep and was A-MAAAAZED...watch this, Mom...

=^..^=

My God. Isn't that cool?

Okay, time for Jo to go take a walk or something...heheheh....

Tool of the Week...

This, ladies and gentlemen, is called a FuBar.

We sell them at my workplace.

I'm thinking I need one in my desk as a Christmas gift from my guys.

It is the ULTIMATE demolition tool.

Mmmmm. :)