My fingers are ice.
Stoic wind-ravaged plains,
snow rests in shade.
Only one week away from assisting Craig photograph a wedding in Mexico, so I thought I'd better get prepared. Item 1 on my list: buying a new bathing suit (forget learning the minutiae of lighting and radio-triggered flash, I have priorities). This will be my first new bathing suit since going to visit Josh at his sister's place in Destin, FL. That's been....4 years ago?
The sagging elastic on my suit last year let me know it was screaming to be retired (aren't we all?), but I didn't do very much swimming so it wasn't a priority. This year I'm hoping to get a little more time in environments with water, with the trip to Mexico hopefully just being the first such example.
Turns out I'll be working until the day before the flight, so I need to buy the suit here in northern Wyoming. Luckily for me, we are working based out of Sheridan (population 16,000) a good-sized town by Wyoming standards with a thriving old downtown area that still has an old-fashioned JC Penney's in a two-story building on Main Street. I browsed the shelves, but no sign of bathing suits. Finally I asked - they don't carry bathing suits, you have to special order them! Went to 2 other stores in town and no suits were had. Can you believe that I am living in a place that has such a short/cold summer that bathing suits aren't carried in major department stores?!
Sigh...hope the elastic on ol' faithful holds up for one last trip. Now please excuse me while I go put my summer parka on....
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Advertising Fail
In honor of one of my favorite sites, FAILblog, I'd like to share with you a marketing failure I spotted in the checkout line yesterday:
I hope you can see the fine texture of the mask. You really want to make sure you smear that on before you apply the grape leaves and fried eggs to your eyes, of course.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The Wrath of Facebook
The mighty fist of Facebook is coming down hard.
In my paranoia of giving personal info to giant companies, I usually lie about addresses, phone numbers and dates of birth on things like Safeway grocery store card applications. That's right, my secret is out. In order to save $.15 on apples, I will falsify information. Why do they want it anyway? And those new promotions where they send you coupons or give you points toward gas are a fairly new occurrence, whitewashing whatever nefarious gains they are receiving from selling our information to...who?? Not to mention that our information is available from way too many sources (anybody ever googled someone and seen 123people.com - creepy!), we've all heard the horror stories of identity theft.
So when I first signed up for a Facebook account and they asked for my date of birth, naturally, I made one up. Then I traveled to Wyoming and tried to sign in to my account. This triggered a security measure I'd never encountered before, I had to enter my name and password, then type in the words I saw in those crazy swirly words, and THEN they asked for my date of birth...
and you see, dear reader, the problem with a fake birthday is that it's even harder to remember than a real one, and apparently lying about your date of birth to Facebook is a violation of their terms of agreement.
And so my Facebook page has been suspended.
Oh the humanity.... what is happening to Deanne in lab? Has Amy posted any photos of Ron dressed as the Easter bunny, distributing candy eggs to the kids? Who has reached 1 trillion points in FarmVille or Aquariumworld or Ninja Wars? Arghhhhh!!!!! It's killing me!
And worst of all, Craig has finally joined Facebook, forming both a personal page and a Craig Okraska Photography page. His friend request is languishing somewhere in the netherworld of the interweb and I am powerless to accept it.
You will all only be hearing from me by...sniff, sniff... phone or email from now on, unless Facebook shines it's forgiveness upon me.
In my paranoia of giving personal info to giant companies, I usually lie about addresses, phone numbers and dates of birth on things like Safeway grocery store card applications. That's right, my secret is out. In order to save $.15 on apples, I will falsify information. Why do they want it anyway? And those new promotions where they send you coupons or give you points toward gas are a fairly new occurrence, whitewashing whatever nefarious gains they are receiving from selling our information to...who?? Not to mention that our information is available from way too many sources (anybody ever googled someone and seen 123people.com - creepy!), we've all heard the horror stories of identity theft.
So when I first signed up for a Facebook account and they asked for my date of birth, naturally, I made one up. Then I traveled to Wyoming and tried to sign in to my account. This triggered a security measure I'd never encountered before, I had to enter my name and password, then type in the words I saw in those crazy swirly words, and THEN they asked for my date of birth...
and you see, dear reader, the problem with a fake birthday is that it's even harder to remember than a real one, and apparently lying about your date of birth to Facebook is a violation of their terms of agreement.
And so my Facebook page has been suspended.
Oh the humanity.... what is happening to Deanne in lab? Has Amy posted any photos of Ron dressed as the Easter bunny, distributing candy eggs to the kids? Who has reached 1 trillion points in FarmVille or Aquariumworld or Ninja Wars? Arghhhhh!!!!! It's killing me!
And worst of all, Craig has finally joined Facebook, forming both a personal page and a Craig Okraska Photography page. His friend request is languishing somewhere in the netherworld of the interweb and I am powerless to accept it.
You will all only be hearing from me by...sniff, sniff... phone or email from now on, unless Facebook shines it's forgiveness upon me.
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