The Daily Adventures of Mercat

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I want my body to go to as much use and as little waste as possible. Depending on all the circumstances (accidental, weird deaths, diseases, whatever) I want my body to either go to people who need it (i.e. organ donor) or to science if it can't be donated.

Then whatever remains I would want buried in one of the natural-death grounds, unless saying I was murdered and they would think they might need to exhume the body. But really I think a lot of those preservatives and the casket plastics and everything are just going to waste otherwise, because, really, who needs all that to be buried and forgotten? I would like some kind of memorial stone that wasn't blank, though, and preferrably some awesomely amazing epitaph, because epitaphs make any headstone instantly 100% cooler.

Then taking a note from my dad, I would want everyone to have a big party. Preferrably a massive Jimmy-Buffet-fied luau, something like that. You know, one of those parties where the songs are all sing-along-crowd-pleasers--you know, Margaritaville and Don't Stop Believin' and Bohemian Rhapsody, haha.

You know, now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever heard any sort of thoughts like this from my mom. I remember my dad telling me when I was younger that when he is in a nursing home or whatever, he just wants us to blast drum corps and I swear he said he wants a model train running around for him to watch. And he said that when he died he wanted a big party.

The only thing I've heard is that I think my mom said she would want to be taken off life support if that's the only way she was staying alive, but I don't know if I would want to go off. I'm too afraid of dying.

Blaaaaaaaaargh. Wow, it's been a busy week. To sum up how mentally exhausted I've been: I had a super-stressful test this morning and it didn't go too badly, so I just told myself since I've been so busy with Hopewalk that I just needed to forget about it, since I had nothing to do in my other two classes for the rest of the day (had tests in those Wednesday)... To the extent that I did. I saw one of my friends at lunch and I was like "Hey! So how'd that test go yesterday?" and she just looked at me. "Diane... That was this morning."

OMG IT WAS. Damn... Next week's only going to be WORSE, too! Ugh, yay.

And you know how busy I've been not getting my fill of (important) news? I missed the fact that EOIN COLFER IS WRITING A NEW HITCHHIKER'S GUIDE BOOK.

NO.

I don't care if Adams' widow asked him to write it (which, by the way, I and everyone I've talked about Artemis Fowl [for the record, I love those books] with thought Colfer was a girl. SO YEAH, ABOUT THAT). Hitchhiker's Guide is pretty much all about Adams' completely bizarre sense of humor. I don't care if it's a decent book! THAT IS NOT THE POINT, I'm sure it's not going to be horrendous. (Well, it could be.) I can't decide what's worse, a decent book that a good amount of people would buy, or a terrible one that no one wants but is still kind of a black mark on Adams' collection. I don't know, I just hate sequels written by the not-original authors/writers.

And yes, come bitch to me about how Adams was rewriting his last book anyway! I KNOW. (P.S., Salmon of Doubt was already the next book even though Dirk Gently was in it.)


Just UUUUUUUGH. Hitchhiker's Guide is one of those things where it's just very very awesome and the fandom is by far NOT CRAZY. And I feel like this is just all around baaaaaad neeeews. Godfuckingdamnit.

I think I'm going to have to not buy it, even if it's not bad. It's a matter of Adams' perspective versus other peoples', and I swear to god if this book even gets some lovey-dovey crappy ending with some real moral or something then NO. Adams wrote a bit happier ending for the movie to make up for the ending of the last book (by which I mean the fifth complete one, not Salmon of Doubt), but it was not moralistic or any crap like that. Which honestly really would be the worst worst thing that would happen I think.

But even so, my original thoughts stand and it's good to see other people agree with me and had the same inital thought; if anyone should do it, it should be Neil Gaiman (did you read American Gods yet? seriously), and he's both too busy and too respectful and maybe a little too dark for the part. WHICH I RESPECT AND ADMIRE HIM FOR.

PLEASE NO, EOIN COLFER


Arrrrgh.





So in other news! Southwind's not fielding next year and I now have really *no idea* where to go. Here's my thoughts, and the problem is they're all about balanced in terms of pros and cons. Auuurrrrgghhh.

Troopers: Pros- fun, not stuck up, have a good rep; Cons- flying out to Wyoming once a month, might have an immature group like Southwind was and they were as well.

Crown: Pros- love their music, they're doing really well, and they're really entertaining; Cons- hate their visuals, they might be a stuck-up crowd like PR was.

Glassmen: Pros- local, enjoyable shows; Cons- Carl marched there and might again if he doesn't make Cavvies, Sou taught there for like a month and Sheski made 2nd (and Westy auditioned and didn't make it), I'm not sold on their visuals.

Bluecoats: Pros- good visuals, good music, badass unis; Cons- rep for rowdy behavior, ugly helmets, potential for voice-over.

Vanguard: Pros- good music, good visuals; Cons- flying out to Cali once a month, Sou was a wannabe fanboy for them, and I probably wouldn't even make their junior corps.

Blue Stars: Pros- ...They're from Indianapolis?; Cons- Caleb is a douche, their visuals suck, and so do their uniforms (despite new shoes/pants, oops!).


Yeah, so... literally no idea what I want to do. It's just frustrating all around, blech. And I need to decide *soon*. The ideal thing would be that Madison Scouts would decide to do another Carmen-like show and need a girl to play brass and I would be RIGHT THERE. (Although as long as they let me do the whole show, I didn't really like that they had Carmen only do the middle part. I mean, I know, story-wise, she shows up late for dramatic effect and then dies, but I could not just spend 2/3 of my time not working at a show.) But PFFT like that would fucking happen.

Also, what happens if I decide I like it where I am and Southwind comes back the year after? Yeah. FUCK ALL OF THIS. Why couldn't people appreciate SW for what it was more? I fucking hate all the bandos who are like "OMG I EFFING LOVE CAVVIES" no you don't. Fuck off.

God, I have like a million things I need to post about because I've been so damn busy. BUT tomorrow is the "WTF are you wearing?!" party and I am SO FUCKING PSYCHED because it means I get to whip out THE GAUNTLETS. Oh yes.

And my bowler. I AM SO PSYCHED! (I would let Candice wear my bowler because I trust her with it, and then me wear my fed, but I do not trust anybody at that party to not mess up my fed EVEN IF I'M WEARING IT. Sorry, not doing that to my super-most-prized possession.)


...I need to go find uke tabs for 1000 Miles because it would be fuuuuun. I think I might start keeping track of my uke tabs for songs I know on here just for my own reference and in case the site I use (mostly Ukulele Boogaloo) goes down, as it hasn't been updated in over a year.

[EDIT] According to Yahoo's article, Colfer has been writing this in his head for a while and then got Adams' widow's blessing to do it. SO I'M JUST GOING TO SAY ALL-OUT NO, MM-KAY?

( the article because Yahoo likes to delete them )

[EDIT2] OMG THE NEW JAMES BOND THEME. PRETTY FUCKIN' BADASS

(Listen to it here around 55 minutes in; hard to believe this is the first duet in all these themes.)

A little weirder than I like, but it's got its awesome bits, namely the piano lick and the brass bits. :D Still think I like You Know My Name much better though. So it's... average. Not great, not awful, not gonna stick in my head though...

[EDIT3] I've been way too fucking busy this week/month to make much of an effort for Talk Like a Pirate Day, but I did go to Skyline. Happy Friday! (Also, I'm kind of a Heathen... which won't make sense to anyone on m f-list I don't think... It's a rather large and complicated inside joke.) But my dad did text me "Yarr!" this morning right after seven. Oh dad, I love you, you are so silly. He and I have very similar senses of humor and I love it.

AUGH the word is Indiana Jones IV trailer won't be out until fucking Valentine's Day... FUCK VALENTINES DAY

This year I am definitely hating on it with all the fucking advertising (a week before Christmas! fuck you!) and utter douchetastic people I've had to deal with lately in that regard.

GODDAMNIT, LIKE THE SUPERBOWL WASN'T FUCKING LONG ENOUGH!

AUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH



Also for some reason I realized it would be strange to see my dad without a moustache. =^0_o^=

I'm in Lebanon testing txtLj! Golden Lamb was delicious. Dinner had fallopian tubes and "prey on the weakened." Edit to explain later =)

[THE EDIT] So, here's what happened. My family traditionally goes to The Golden Lamb Inn every year for Christmas dinner. We couldn't go at the date we had before because my sister had to work, so we went tonight. They got rid of the relish plate for some reason--but thank god! Pickle relish, nor corn relish, nor pickled watermelon rind have any sort of claim on my appetite. Yeuch. Well, we got there and they had "sea bass" on the menu, and all of a sudden I could hear a voice in my brain say "sea bass." Very monotone, a general guy's voice, no funny accents or anything. I new there was a visual that went with it but I couldn't think what, and the fact that I couldn't place any sort of accent on the 'sound bite' (as it were) were really throwing me off. I asked dad if it was involved in some Monty Python sketch I was forgetting, but that wasn't it. About halfway through our salads I FINALLY remembered it was from Austin Powers, when Number Two is telling Dr. Evil they couldn't get sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads. =D I love those movies more than I probably should. (So right now I'm sort of doing a marathon, heeeee.) Well, I was right with the no accent part--Number Two is very monotone and whatnot. I also could only think of "agitated" and "angry" (the latter of which was in the title pre-edit) as the descriptors, but the movie puts them as "ill-tempered mutated sea bass." Well, I just like "ill-tempered" so that's what it shall be.

Then we were talking biology and fun stuff like balance and stuff, and Laura accidentally said "fallopian tubes" instead of "eustacian tubes." It was a good laugh. Later in the evening we were back to talking about Laura and school and college and stuff, and Grandma was kind of upset to hear about all the partying and stuff (we were joking about beer bongs, with dad, and directed at Grandma I believe... Laura was saying something sarcastic about getting her a bong to finish her coffee so we could leave, I think) and said, well, that's why you should go to UD. And mom and dad and Laura and I kind of laughed because, yeah, we all know. UD is a party school, face it. Even if it's a good Catholic Marianist college that will give you a good education. People still get drunk three nights a week. =/ Anyway, Laura responded sarcastically (as is her standard), "right, so I can pray on the weekends." And I'm not exactly sure how dad got there? We always make fun of Laura about being flirtatious with boys and stuff but he just commented on it as "prey on the weakened" and I had a good laugh.

And we found out James (Butler, her boyfriend) appreciates dad's humor, though Max and Kyle do not. So, he gets cool points in my book. =P (Man, when was the last time I mentioned cool points?!)

I'm kind of sad you can only do 160 characters with txtLJ--but at least it works! Now I know that I can pull off my resolution to post every day, if I decide to do that, and I would happen to not be able to post from a computer for a day. Whee!

Can you believe it's the 29th of December?! Where has '007 gone?!

So for the fifth day of Christmas I will post a FANTASTIC video I happened across by chance today. Someone gave Miss Shoup (my gradeschool music teacher, for anyone who doesn't know, which I think is most of you) a video of TSO's music that they had made. (Um, meaning, the one TSO had made.) Well, it looked dumb at first but then it involved TWO ADORABLE LITTLE KITTENS. AWWW <3 My dad and I were both just doing stuff at our computer and he said, "hey, that sounds like the guy that did Phantom." And I was thinking, what? A guy sang in Phantom Regiment? I had no idea what he was talking about and was thoroughly confused. AND THEN I LOOKED UP AND SAW MICHAEL CRAWFORD AND IT MADE MY DAY.

On the fifth day of Christmas, the LJ gave to me--CHRISTMASYYY MIIICHAEEEL CRAWFOOOOOORD!



(Or that could be "TSO Michael Crawford," too.)

Chicago and some children,
Straight No Chaser singing,
God Rest Ye lights a-blinking,
and a "happy holidays" so merry.

and then I found out Harrison Ford did or does pot occasionally and it made me very sad

I can't believe I kept forgetting this! This year marks the 50th anniversary of the plastic lawn flamingo, though the original company closed last year and someone else bought the molds (and is making them).

They're kind of awesome. I think I may have already said this, but if I get a pair one will be named Phydeaux.

Also, re: 1957-- '57 Chevys, bitches.

re:re:1957-- INDIANA JONES IV WOOT WOOT

Also the re-edited Young Indiana Jones dvds came out a few days ago. It's going on my Christmas List for sure.

So... yeah, that was 50 years ago. Scary. Makes me think back to my HOLY CRAP 10 YEARS AGO revelations. Gah.

Yeah, so, went up to an art sale in Columbus (across the street from COSI--I forgot there was a kick ass japanese-styled brick building there, too, which it looks like they're refurbing, which is great--it reminds me a lot of House on the Rock, but redder) with my mom and grandma. Apparently my grandma's been kind of depressed about family issues recently, which isn't good, but it's also good to know I'm not the only one pissed off that my uncle. Heh.

So I have this massive yet pointless post sitting on the sidelines in my notebook waiting to be posted, but I felt like actually writing about what I did today (THE HORROR!).

So the art show was pretty fun, it was the same Ohio art guild or whatever that runs Winterfair, it's just that there were fewer of the fancy-expensive-art-dealers here today. But I saw this one lady's work-- clay vases and bowls, and damn, they were gorgeous. She had a blue and white and orange one on sale for $80... I'm hoping it's one of those atrocities no one wants and in a few years I can go back and claim it.

There was another potter (apparently that was the attractive medium of the day, lol) who my mom said goes to the Yellow Springs street festival, who had a gorgeous vase-y thing that looked like some sort of Oriental Shrine that was falling apart. I was thinking about buying it, since it was only $25, but I guess that chance has passed me by, for now.

Plus, college isn't really the place for fine art. =P Having the mask on my wall is pretty kick-ass, too. I think it makes it look like I'm actually trying to make my area look more planned, which I suppose it is, because I have a strange style in that manner.

But I ended up getting a handleless mug from another potter, because it looks faintly mesoamerican or asian, it's green and brown and swirly. =) Right now it's on my desk next to my Easter Islad bobblehead, holding some silk flowers and looking pretty.

So then we went to Katzingers... best deli in Columbus. Authentic Jewish Deli, and holy shit they have the best food. Seriously. After my amazing sandwich, I got New York style cheesecake and olive bread. DAMN, that stuff is fantastic.

So then we went back and I bought more food for my betta (freezedried bloodworms, yum!) and water conditioner, and petted the PetSmart kitties.

After that we ran over to Circuit City... I was just going to look at some cameras and see if I saw any good ones for around $200, but a service guy helped us out so I got a $200 Canon 6.0 MP with all sorts of nice MANUAL features, as well as automatic. I would have loved to have a 7 or 8 MP but those probably jump up in price a lot, and by the time I kill this camera like I killed my last one (it could have lasted so much longer! the lesson: buy a sturdier camera bag), I can afford a nicer one, mehbeh.

So next weekend I'm going to go back and get a camera case and a memory card (take a nice chunk out of my bank account... woo credit), and if I had a spare other $200 I could buy a watertight case for it so I could take it underwater! Lol.

Then we went to Target, and I got my coveted Mountain Dew. My mom bought me some "exotic" chocolate bars she thought I'd like. See, what happens is when my mom and I go to bead shows in Cincy we stop at Jungle Jim's on the way back and buy yummy foods, which generally involves a handful of strange chocolate bars with unique packaging so she can use the wrappers in her collage (of all chocolate wrappers). Well when she went shopping one time, she bought this really good one calles Wooloomooloo, which was all sorts of islandy stuff like coconut and macadamia nut. So she bought another one of those for me at Target, along with one called the Black Pearl, simply because it's called the Black pearl. It has ginger and wasabi and is pretty good. It's a little... burny... in the way that pepper is. (Oh man, we once had this great bar from Jungle Jim's that had rose pepper in it. Holy fuck that was great chocolate.)

Have I ever mentioned that my mom's a chocolate nut? She used to have this poster of a "chocolate moose" in the kitchen, which was a dripping, chocolate moose. Now she just has two others... one of desserts and then the Periodic Table of Desserts. (Yes, that said exactly what you think I said.)

BUT ALSO. I totally destroyed yet ANOTHER belt with the pants I have... so exCUSE me for trying to wear my pants above my goddamn pelvic bone! I actually need a damn belt to keep my pants up because y'all crackpots design them to hang off my ass and show off my nonexistant thong. RIIIIGHT. So I totally destroyed the belt that came with it a few weeks back, because it was fakey leather, and fabric, and was just ripping these gashes. So I switched to an older, but still plastic belt. It's double rows of pretty closely-spaced grommets, which is actually very nice. However, the plastic-leather around the grommets was ripping due to stress, so I duct-taped it. I like it, but my mom said it screams engineer and I have to agree. But hey, I knew I needed a new belt, I just didn't have access to a store. So now I have my Engineering Belt and my nicer belt.

Which, by the way. I swear to god I should just start shopping in the men's section of Target. I've said it before and I'll say it again. They have pants I like, shirts I like, pj's I like... and this time, what did I find? Belts, purses, and JEWELRY I liked. To hell with your women's clothing, I'm taking the goddamn men's stuff!

So I did. I bought a men's belt, leather, and I lurve it.

ALSO, THEY SELL MURSES.

AWESOME, AWESOME MURSES THAT I WOULD BUY IF I DID NOT ALREADY TOO MUCH LOVE MY $2.50 THRIFTSTORE BAG.

Also, I told my mom I liked some of the jewelry and a wallet. So yeah. I <3 Target Men's Section. (As for the other stuff... they generally have cargo pants [which I love], and I bought the base tees for our AP calc shirts from there, and then last Halloween I saw Creature From the Black Lagoon PJ pants. (By the way, if you're reading this and you've seen that movie, or other classic horror films like it, let me know. I'm always interested to know who's seen CLASSIC classics...ahemMarxBrothersahem)


So yes. <3 Men's clothings. And chocolate. And Mountain Dew, and my artsness.

Also, I hung up a poster here at school that I don't think anyone's ever seen, because throughout high school my room was always too messy and I don't think anyone's ever been in it. So, it's totally the dorkiest poster I own, I think. OK, no, it IS the dorkiest poster I own.

OH, and then there's the shirt! My mom ordered it for Christmas and it finally came! (http://www.questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=723, read the comic, click on "next," look at the right-hand column and click on "God wears a dashing hat")

So yeah, I had a pretty damn good day.

Oh, and I bought Jimmy Buffett's new album, too, so it's all good here.

Life is good, life is good. =^n.n^=

And only my dad would burn me a cd of Holst's Planets Suite when I asked, and put Disco Star Wars on the end. He's awesome like that. =P