You Are Sam From “Benny & Joon.”

You are very talented at physical comedy. People are in awe of your abilities. However, you have many quirks which can either win people over or completely annoy them. But you’re a sweetheart through and through, and it’s hard not to love you.

Take The Johnny Depp Quiz!

I should probably say that I got this quiz from Lisa/Liloo. Feh.

This is Not Over is my new favorite political blog. The fact that it’s run by the same geniuses that do Television Without Pity, an extra chocolate chippy peanut-buttery bonus. But be careful, posts like this are likely to make you very angry. Or maybe they won’t, I don’t know your secret heart feelings about the reproductive choice. Also involved is Glark of Glarkware, who currently has a t-shirt I desperately want.

The periodic table of sloth. I need it.

Also, they have this baby shirt



Which I am buying for my cousin Kirsten’s baby boy, when he’s born in June.

you might want to re-subscribe. The address has changed. I’ve moved the blog from jodiferous.com/blog/ to jodiferous.com. Why? cuz I’m crazy like that, and didn’t consider all the ramifications. Plus, I didn’t need that spare index opening page on jodiferous.com.
i don’t know… I’m just like that sometimes. I did set up a redirect from /blog/ to just jodiferous.com

I think I slept with my head at a 120 degree angle or something, I’m in pain. From my head, down the right side of my neck, into my shoulder.
I’ve been wanting to post this song for a while now. It’s Ambrosia, the lead singer of Shivaree, singing "2004 – the year in Review (if you can stand the mere thought)" which she sang on Ambrosia Sings the News on Air America Radio. It’s delightful. I recently became a big fan of Shivaree, and have since purchased everything they have on iTunes. Someday soon, I’ll post the song that got me hooked on them.

I went back and forth and back and forth about this, and I finally caved. Damn you, rude cactus! I got an audioblog account. Just in time for some Flogging Molly!

Those that know me, know I am not overly fond of the phone. Combination of my 1.37 years of phone tech support, combined with all the people calling me about my financial peccadilloes, I don’t know… I just don’t like them. They are intrusive and bothersome. The never ring when you want them to, you never know if you calling someone else at a bad time. You can ask, but they will just say “no.” We always do. When I was very young, I was afraid to call people I did not know, on the phone. I know I am not the only one who felt this way, Arifa tells me that her older sister used to make her call and order the pizza, just to watch her cry. Without the visual cues, you just don’t know what the other party is up to. Maybe they are making faces at the phone, to indicate how incredibly stupid you are. The way we used to do in tech support. [but that was completely justified] I got over it, obviously. And I know the phone was terribly terribly important to me in my teens. And twenties. But now, I’m just not big on the phone. I suppose it’s a good way to convey information quickly. So’s e-mail.

So imagine my delight to find that my phone is not working! When I dial out, it rings and rings and rings, but never connects with anything, or go to recording. No matter who I call. And, I have received no phone calls, at all, for three days. Socially speaking, not unusual for me. But this phone number has been in the family for 17+ years, it gets called whether it’s for me or not. My stepfather’s identity was stolen, so we still get calls for Donald D. Who does not exist. For the first two days, I thought people were just not home, and their answering machines were not working. [I was only trying to call two people] I didn’t think much of it. But today, I got suspicious. Oddly enough, my dsl IS working.

I don’t know what I did to deserve this gift, the sound of no phones ringing. Perhaps jupiter is moving into libra, I do not know. But until I can call the phone company from work, tomorrow, I guess I’m telephonically incommunicado! wheeee!

but you can always email me.

I don’t use my iSight enough. So I do dumb stuff like this.

So unless I ever actually video chat with someone, I’m left to taking pictures of my eyes, or leaving it running in the corner of the screen while I am working, so I can occasionally look down and see the weird faces I make when I am thinking.

I’ve been a bad mood for several days, and sometime on Sunday my bad mood moved into my least favorite phase: self pity. That’s the phase during which you decide that no one likes you, you suck at your job, you’ve ruined your life, you have no talent, and you are going to become the crazy cat lady, and die all alone. There’s no point in trying to blog about it, because no one likes your blog anyway. The rational part of my brain is trying to tell me to just relax and take a minute to look at those statements objectively, that I will see that things are not that bad and in fact…. but, the part of my brain in charge right now has, like an older brother, locked the rational part of my brain in the hall closet again, recruiting my friends to help him do it, just to show me that he can charm them into turning against me because…. er, umm… yeah. Like that. So yesterday, I couldn’t even write an entry, because I had no words to say. I did, however, design library cards for Hell’s Library.

As I’ve been reading my favorite blogs, I’ve seen I’m not the only one in this mood. In face, maybe it’s contagious. Maybe I’ve caught it from the INTERNET!

Last night, I was driving home from work, listening to the soundtrack to “Dazed and Confused.” I was looking for a particular song [Low Rider by War] and as I was hitting the forward track button, I thought to myself, “Maybe it’s on the other side.” ON THE OTHER SIDE?? Where did that come from? I don’t remember the last time I listened to a cassette in my car. Or even at home, really.

Yeah. That’s all I have. Not a great story, but what are you going to do… when you are locked in the closet. The Closet of Self Pity!

Don’t be sad, Fee, I know you like the swinging moods of jodiferous, but I was tired of the swinging babe, I really didn’t feel like changing her bikini color again. I’m sure she’ll be back. She just needed some time off, and I needed something new to mess with. And look! She’s got green glasses! Just like me.

I was messing around, working on some webstuff and I decide to put iTunes on random and hit the cute little iTunes button in Ecto, each time new song came on. #2 always gets me a excited, because, as a little kid, I had the soundtrack to Superman, on EIGHT TRACK. That’s right, I said 8 track. And if you are not familiar with Thea Gilmore, you should check her out, #10 is my favorite song on this album. In fact, I wasn’t even familiar with her music, I heard that song, and I bought the whole album. It was that good. As far as #11 goes, that’s a lie, because the sun is certainly shining here in Seattle.

While I listened to tunes, I made this:

That’s what my eyes would look like if I lived in a halftone world with red demon eyes.