What's on at my house...

Not a lot of time to rant these days, but I promised myself I'd try to start writing at least something on weekdays after vacation. So, here's some answers to that perennial question, "Whatcha doin'?"

What's on my screen:

• wonkette.com
• moxiegrrl.com
• gmail.com
• the form to get a cost estimate on conduit installation for a major networking upgrade

What's (new) on my iTunes:

• Liz Phair "Somebody's Miracle"
  
• Sheryl Crow "Wildflower"
• Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Symphonies 28, 29, 35 performed by Claudio Abbado and the Berlin Philharmonic
• Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Symphonies 40, 41 performed by Carlo Maria Giulini and the Berlin Philharmonic
• the shuffle feature on my iPod; Glenn Miller, Ozzie, Carrie Newcomer, Wes Montgomery, Tchaikovsky, one after another, with no repeats for at least 3 days at a time. Too cool.
  

Current Reading list:

• God Created the Integers
• NRSV Study Bible, and the material for "Christian Believer" course
• Batman, Detective Comics, Black Widow, and the last trades of Transmetropolitan, and 100 Bullets

On my TV:

• hockey
• History
• Cartoon

My (ever growing) list of bitches:

• slack jawed, fat, middle-aged, American women in vans and suv's that drive while on their cell phones, figuring it's not that important to be paying attention
  
• their boyfriends, sons and husbands, with their angry or laughing mugs of stupidity, driving their BMW everywhere at 80mph, talking on the cell phone, figuring that all driving is a race, and they deserve to get one car ahead at any risk to you
• my neighbors who own dogs but don't take very good care of them. Might as well be child abuses from my point of view.
• the Republican party

The funny thing that happened:

• Baboon shows up at my house Saturday, after having tried to call for hours, and very tenetively knocks on the door. He usually just wanders in and out. "Hey dude, come in, what's up?" pause "Uhm, is your phone off the hook?" me: "No." him: "Oh, well, I kept trying to call, and couldn't get you or your answering machine. I wasn't sure if maybe you guys had been murdered in your sleep, or maybe you took the phone off the hook so you could have an all-day marathon." Ah, that explains the careful knocking. -- Sadly, it was just a malfunctioning computer modem.