My new digital camera has arrived, and is currently charging. Much photographic fun to be had. I think on the next nice day (read: not today, what with the rain and all), I might head over to Grounds for Sculpture and give it a workout. Anyone want to come with?

Five days.

Defined as “the sound M-D November makes when an automatic door only opens half-way, and he walks directly into it, hurting his face.”

I suppose I should explain, for the benefit of anyone who has never visited the ETS campus. Pretty much all of the doors at ETS are automatic. With automatic doors comes a certain expectation – namely, that when the door is triggered, the door will open as wide as it possibly can, and I will be able to exit the building. So imagine my surprise when I got a face full of door on my way out of Wood Hall tonight. A great ending to a great day. Migraine headache, followed by automatic door in the face.

Right. So…Jason X.

Let me see if I’m getting the idea here. Sometime in the next 460 years, humanity will become so inconceivably stupid that not only will they manage to make the Earth completely uninhabitable, but they’ll also chryogenically freeze Jason Vorhees. In addition, humanity will return to Earth (in the form of a handful of military-types and a bevy of attractive women, with no fewer than two of them being on Gene Roddenberry’s “Andromeda”), find said cryogenically frozen madman, complete with machette and hockey mask, and…instead of saying, “I’m not sure if this guy was fully together in the head, what with the sharp knife and the mask and all”…they thaw him, thereby setting in motion more killing, etc.

Am I the only one who thinks that the (and I use this term loosely) filmmakers don’t think much of humanity? And not just for the incredibly stupid plot of this movie, but just for thinking that this was a good idea in the first place…my brain hurts.

36400 on the timed level of Bejeweled.

God, I need a life.

Anthony Stewart Head is a very good actor. There’s no denying that. But I’ve become used to seeing him in a certain light. So along comes Manchild, one of BBC America’s newest offerings, and there’s Giles, talking about seducing women, getting head and not being able to get “it” up. And while I know he’s just a (very good) actor playing a role, it’s just somehow disturbing to hear.

In related news, I just found out that Anthony Head was also in the London production of “Chess”. Despite my abject hatred for that version of the musical, I’m going to have to give it another listen now.

Today (yesterday?) was Tuesday, April 16.
The high temperature in Princeton NJ was 96 degrees.
If this trend continues, by July, the daily high temperature will be 150 degrees, and you’ll be able to find me each day collapsed about 10 steps out of my front door, drowning in my own nearly-boiling sweat.

Photo by Reuters

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, these are the official mascots for YOUR 2004 Summer Olympic Games in Athens. Remind you of anything? Is it any wonder why the Greeks are stumped and, frankly, a little pissed off to have these…things…represent their games?

Phevos and Athena “will go on to join other Olympic mascots, including the Atlanta ‘Whatsit’…and the Montreal Vampire.”

So I get an EZPass violation in the mail today. Somehow, the Amazing Chevy Cavalier Ass Mobile that I rented back in November drew an EZPass violation, because I used my tag in an unregistered car. Or something like that. (I’m pretty sure I got a green signal from the EZPass lane, so…)

Let me back up for a sec. The car I rented. In November. Resulted in a violation. In April. What, were they waiting for the violation to age? Did they think I would pay it faster if it was a “vintage” violation? Ugh.

I am filled with Slurpee.