Funny “ha ha”?

the Idiot Savant
(47% dark, 53% spontaneous, 52% vulgar)
your humor style:

You like things silly, immediate, and, above all, outrageous. Ixne on
the subtle word play, more testicles on fire, please. People like you
are the most likely to RECEIVE internet forwards–and also the most
likely to save them in a special folder entitled ‘HOLY SHIT’.

Because it’s so easily appreciated, and often wacky and physical, your
sense of humor never ceases to amuse your friends. Most realize that
there’s a sly intelligence and a knowing wink to your tastes. Your
sense of humor could be called ‘anti-pretentious’–but paradoxically
enough, that indicates you’re smarter than most.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Johnny Knoxville – Jimmy Kimmel

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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You scored higher than 77% on spontaneous
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You scored higher than 94% on vulgar

Link: The 3 Variable Funny Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid

Stepping into the cage.

It’s been a minute since I posted about my workouts, so I’ll just summarize by saying that things on going fairly well on the weightlifting front, and less than stellar in the running.

I switched from doing a close-grip lat pulldown to doing close-grip assisted chin-ups. I love it. It works my stomach, too, which is nice. I also switched to a decline bench press, and boy did I feel that one. Also fun.

Last Thursday, I tried to do squats, but couldn’t figure out how to unrack the weights already on the bar (which was lying on the safety rails near the floor) without the bar tilting and hitting the floor when I removed the 45 lbs from one side. So I didn’t do squats, and I endured the embarrassment of fumbling around and looking like an idiot who didn’t know what she was doing.

Yesterday, though, there was an empty bar already properly placed on the hooks in the cage, so I jumped in and got under that fucker. I learned that the cage is too narrow for me to do the sumo stance I prefer, so I just did normal, full-depth squats.

I managed to hurt my shoulder, though, because I was holding the bar incorrectly–it was too low, my hands were bent too far backward, and my right shoulder got pulled out of place for the duration of the exercise.

But I got into the damn cage and did a full set.

Now I just need to do a little work on form, and I’ll be set. I don’t know how I want to handle failure (or a lack of) on that exercise. I’m not keen on dropping the bar just to do a set to failure, so I may do a couple lighter sets.


No, shoes.

Completely by accident, I ran into WO and his family at the mall while shopping today. (Yes, I do shop, and that’s beside the point, damnit.)

Anyway, they were attempting to buy WO shoes, which is made difficult by the fact that poor guy has huge feet. Or, well, I thought that was the difficult part.

Turns out WO may very well be the most finicky shopper I’ve ever met. We went through the (admittedly slim) pickings at the local mall until WO’s father pulled us back into the first store we’d gone into that had the widest selection of men’s casual dress shoes.

Wait–“casual dress shoes”… It makes sense. Really.

WO didn’t want shoes that looked like boots. He didn’t want shoes that looked like bowling shoes (which I agree with, given the size the shoes would be bought in–you ever see a 13W bowling shoe?? Jebus.). All the stores had two styles of shoes… Guess what they were?

Finally, WO’s father said, “You can pick out a shoe, or you can pick the shoe I pick for you.” Wonderful! WO was like a little 12-year old, meekly picking a shoe while I giggled helplessly and tried not to get in the way.

WO picked out a shoe that his father said was too old, joking that he would be picked on for looking like someone from a retirement home. Then he picked out a pair of Dockers for WO that looked good, if one ignored the white socks and shorts WO was wearing.

The shoes were purchased while I continued to laugh at WO being completely and utterly pwned by shoe-shopping with his father. Clothes shopping would undoubtedly be a hell unlike any other, between his pickiness and my take-charge lack of patience… *shudder*

The bad with the good.

So WO is back in town, and I went out for Thai food with his family. Post-dinner, WO, his 16-ish year-old sister P., and I went out for milkshakes and embarrassing jokes. On our way back, in the pouring rain, a car was stopped ahead of me with lights flashing. As I eased around, we saw that it looked like someone had been hit by a car. She wasn’t moving or responding to the calls of the person leaning over her, and ambulances hadn’t arrived yet. We pulled off and used P’s cell phone to call an ambulance (which someone or several someones had already done), but the damage was done as far as putting a damper on the evening.

It reminded me of the night I hung out with George and A. in San Francisco back in April. As we were cruising the streets and seeing the sights, we came across an ambulance with no lights on. The operators were pulling a tarp over a body.

Both are just the kind of occurances that stick in your mind, whether you want them to or not.

Howzat work?

Lissa: Dr. 7 came in to congratulate me–a bug in my profile in KoL that he reported caused a system wide bug fix, and my fucking zip file is extracting.
WO: It is?!
WO: How?
Lissa: PkZip is smart enough to just fucking extract the files one by one without trying to play mommy and tell me what’s wrong with file #27462272 when I care about file #1.
WO: Yay!
WO: Wait.
WO: P… K…?
WO: Are you seriously using pkZip?
WO: I mean, like, Grampa PK?
Lissa: The old PkZip program? Yeah. Version 8.0 for Windows […]. Courtesy of Dr. 7.
WO: Awesome.

Yes, Grampa PKZip saved my bacon:

[8/11/2005 10:00:34 PM] Extracting C:\Documents and Settings\averymd\Desktop\Full Backup-[2005-08-11 at 07.09].zip

* Extracted 15,162 files
* Skipped 0 files
* 0 errors/warnings

[8/11/2005 10:55:00 PM] Finished.

I slept very well last night.