I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

Well, had to call in late to work--bit of a possible emergency, here.

I've got toxic fumes wafting through my bathroom and kitchen--they are out in the hallway outside my door, as well. My neighbour down the hall opened his door and noticed them right off--not him, and no one else seems to be home--except the woman downstairs and she never answers her door to anyone---a genuine recluse. She's an artist of some sort, so all I can think is maybe she's doing something with paint thinner or heavy duty glue or something...but good gosh, my throat and eyes and nose are burning something awful.

So, landlords are being their usual totally unhelpful selves...stinking brainless twit yuppies. I am still of the opinion that the only reason I'm poor is 'cos I'm smart....okay, well, not really, but these people amaze me...they spend thousands on fitness equipment and gyms and other sports activites---but then are the laziest sods on the planet: parking their cars as close as they can to the shop, refusing to get off their well-fed yuppie bottoms and drive the 45 minutes to their building that they're SUPPOSED to be managing, so they can fix the f'ing problem...but, it's so much easier to sit home and watch the symphony on tele, isn't it? That impresses people...not actually being caring about the welfare of your tennants and solving people's problems, that's so uncouth, ya'know....

So, I've had to turn up my heat and crack open some windows--but if it gets any worse I may have to call in the fire department and have them figure out what's going on--I'm sure the landlord's insurance company will be thrilled.

If a miracle happens and we don't get laid off in January, I do believe I'm saving some of that money towards moving the hell out of this rubbish heap.

Well, as joke, I said if I got 100 signitures by 1st December, I'd post a pic of tennant full-on monty--the ol' wedding tackle, the whole sausage, willie come out to play...oh, forget I just said that...

Anyway...there's only 14--my how fleeting is fame. So, Tennant can breathe a sigh of relief, mother's can allow their little fan-girls to use the computer again, and I can delete the pic from my file once and for all.

He's just going to have to keep his clothes on...thank god...all that wallie-peeliness would have made you go blind, anyway.

http://www.petitiononline.com/837860/petition.html

Congrats to the folks who are so dedicated to bringing us Doctor Who, for winning yet another televison award for best drama series--bravo! Well done!

And...I guess David Tennant's been voted sexiest actor on television...mind you, I can't think of why.

While I'm waiting for my hot dog-noodle casserole to bake, I thought I'd write about something I know quite well: cemetery art.

Seriously, there is art to be found in a cemetery. Cemeteries are only creepy if you let your imagination run away with you. Yes, there are ghosts...but rarely in a cemetery. Inside a cemetery are both sad and fascinating stories, insight into history, and also people's lives, and...genuine artwork.

The world's first 'butch' angel?

Here is a photo of a momument known as "The Angel of the Sepulchre." What makes this monument so unique in the world of cemetery art, it that it was very literally the first time a cemetery angel was depicted as "manly." No, seriously. It was, back then, not considered cool to depict an angel to look like an actual man. Angels were...well, angelic--ethreal creatures, feminine or wraith-like. This guy, seated on his chair, fists clenched--it very butch, trust me.

The work was done by Albany NY sculptor and artist, Erastus Dow Palmer--who also designed buildings, including one of the cemetery's gate houses, which still stands today. It was so unique at the time, that a photograph of the angel even appeared in a European art journal, around 1871.

Here is a slightly newer monument, also done by a prominent sculptor:

1. The usefulness of horse and cow manure
2. Cremation urns as decorative art
3. How not to make money
4. The wonders of the world's largest ball of twine
5. Tourist attractions in Milton Keynes
6. The beutiful side of chemical plants in New Jersey or Lousiana
7. List the nutrition facts on every label of food and beverage in your home
8. What each different road side sign says in your town
9. An in-depth discussion of your last town council meeting on parking regulations
10. Write about the last time you tried to put up some shelving

Gah--I am a dull old maid today!

I honestly can't think of anything even remotely interesting to write about. Anyway, it's snowing a wee bit here, and I have to trudge out to the laundromat shortly, so you won't be "seeing" much of me on here today.

Here's a meme someone sent me a while back, but which I never did get 'round to doing...until now.

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. Black and White or Color; how do you prefer your movies?

I perfer contemporay flicks in colour--but I'm a sucker for those old black and white films--especially film noir--perfect for black and white...there's something about black and white film, that really adds to the story--I think colour film can actually be a distraction...does that make sense? Meh--what do I know, anyway?

2. What is the one single subject that bores you to near-death?

DIY. Start talking plunge routers, miter saws and home wiring to me, and you've pretty much put me to sleep.

3. MP3s, CDs, Tapes or Records: what is your favorite medium for prerecorded music?

I really don't know about Mp3's, I have records but they scratch easily...CD's are horrendously expensive...which is why I personally have only bought about 10 CD's in my lifetime, taken altogether. Hated 8 track tapes, there was a fad that needed to die. I do like casettes, though. Yes, they have their issues, coming unraveled, and poor sound quality and whatnot--but, it's so easy to do your own mix tapes, and tape players are so portable--and I've not a clue how to record stuff on CD, nor have I ever owned a portable CD player (forget about an Ipod)

So, reckon it's good ol' cassettes for backward old me.

4. You are handed one first class trip plane ticket to anywhere in the world and ten million dollars cash. All of this is yours provided that you leave and not tell anyone where you are going ever. This includes family, friends, everyone. Would you take the money and ticket and run?

No, that wouldn't be right, not even if my life was in danger, 'cos my friends have been so good to me, and even tho' my sister and I aren't close, it wouldn't be cool to make her worry like that--now, if other people's lives were in danger, sure, I'd do it in a heartbeat, of course.

5. Seriously, what do you consider the world's most pressing issue now?

Water---its so often not talked about, what with the economy, hunger, global warming, illnesses like cancer and aids, terrorism, and such taking a front row seat in most discussions--but we can't live without clean water---and our water resources are shrinking at a more rapid pace than people realize.

6. How would you rectify the world's most pressing issue?

Education, get the word out, and, better water quality protection, and research into desalination and such.

7. You are given the chance to go back and change one thing in your life; what would that be?

Take college more seriously when I was 19, and not drop out.

8. You are given the chance to go back and change one event in world history, what would that be?

I'm not sure that I should. Would it really make the world a better place--or would it just make things worse?

9. A night at the opera in Vienna, or a night at the Grand Ole' Opry in Nashville which do you choose?

Well, not crazy about either choice, but reckon the singing would be a whole let better in Vienna--and, Vienna's not the south, so, pass me the opera glasses.

10. What is the one great unsolved crime of all time you'd like to solve?

Jack the Ripper.

11. One current famous writter can come to dinner with you. Who would that be, and what would you serve for the meal?

Russell T. Davies...bet that'd be one cool dinner conversation.

12. You discover that John Lennon was right, that there is no hell below us, and above us there is only sky - what's the first immoral thing you might do to celebrate this fact?

This is a really stupid question--who cares? I'd just live my life, same as always--well, I might send a sarcastic note to the religious right.

"...and whatever you do, mate, try to keep them horses from pooing on your mark where yer gotta' stand and say yer lines."

(Friesians! I adore Friesian horses...to hell with the Cybermen--they got Friesians in this episode, hoo-ray! )