Bad juju

I go to Home Depot and get my mirror on.
The guy cuts it all up and then throws huge leftover pieces of the stuff into a bin.
Bad luck.
I get checked out at the only open register; number thirteen.
Right then the store PA starts playing Walking on Broken Glass by Annie Lennox.

For me the end of times has clearly begun.

Constant annoyance

Cell phones are a constant annoyance. Having said that, I want a better one that annoys me with reminders and email and can browse the web.
Windows Mobile phones aren't the solution just yet.

I got a Samsung i760 and it was lots of fun to play around with but ultimately the "User Experience" is still kinda crappy.

-The GUI out of the box is sluggish and obtuse
-The phone functions can be a little slow to respond (voice dialing, keypad)
-Windows Mobile is not a "touch" based OS even though it has a touch screen, you need a stylus just like my Palm PDA
-You can customize in a million cool ways but that makes is slower, sometimes unusable
-There is a ton of software for it, some freeware is great
-Having a keyboard is a must, 5 rows preferably so you can get all the numbers and symbols quickly
-A VGA or greater resolution screen is required for web browsing, 320x240 doesn't cut it
-Windows Media Player makes a crappy MP3 playing experience, can be replaced

So I returned it and went back to my ancient Motorola phone, which works perfectly, and my Palm TX PDA which has everything except a decent browser/VGA screen.


I await the HTC Touch Pro around the holidays. It has a VGA screen, better interface, 5-row keyboard, GPS and a million other things.

Fumes

The latex paint fumes have combined with the artificial sweeteners and I'm feeling "altogether ooky".
By which I mean I have the song "Jessie's Girl" stuck in my head.

Also, birds are taking dust baths in my front yard. Not gonna start watering though. Who wants dirty birds?

Won't you tell me how to get, how to get to...

During the process of painting my bathroom I think I've discovered a solid link between inhalation of VOCs (volatile organic compounds) and sightings of Big Bird.

Brainpan

The Romans thought the brain was a radiator.
Hey, all the blood flowing through it and that crazy croinkled surface?
Must be for dumping heat.

I've taken out my brain altogether but I'm not feeling any warmer.

I wonder if that's an old wives tale?