November 30, 2005

What is wrong with people? part 57

Somebody stole Gregory Peck's star from the Hollywood Walk of Fame. When is society going to start teaching that stealing is wrong?

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November 29, 2005

And now our daughter will play for you on the recorder

I'm off today, and I intend to enjoy it by reading, napping, and watching movies (not necessarily in that order). Meanwhile, in case you are desperate for something to read, here's an excerpt from my brother's review of "War of the Worlds":

(Spoiler: he didn't like it too much...)

A million years ago, a far-more-intelligent & superior alien race buried thousands of death machines (huge Tripods) underground, which have remained undiscovered because they were apparently cleverly hidden "in-between" where all municipalities on Earth would ever lay water and sewer lines. Anyway, in 2005, members of this non-specific alien race return in the form of lightning-bolts to pilot the Tripods out of the ground. First, the Tripod monsters announce their presence with an unimaginative, steamboat-like "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!" Then, they proceed to terrorize curious onlookers who must all be thinking, "Wow, a 900-foot gigantic, scary-thing just erupted out of the ground. I think I will get much closer and see if I can read the Industrial-Light-&-Magic copyright on its leg." The alien machines spend a good part of the movie disintegrating people, and conversely, another part of the movie harvesting people (to use as fuel?). I guess the aliens had no better idea of their purpose than the audience, other than one obvious objective, which was to prevent Tom Cruise from getting his loudmouth daughter to Boston to reunite with her Mommy. Luckily, Mommy happens to be vacationing in the only neighborhood in the entire movie that remains protected from the aliens' widespread destruction. Maybe it is an Historic district.
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November 28, 2005

At least it wasn't the Normandy Invasion

Well, my 12 hour Saturday is just all a blur now. I think something happened that I meant to blog about, but with only eleven and a half hours between shifts I didn't get a chance to commit it to word processing, and now whatever it was is gone (probably to reappear in slightly altered form in future nightmares).

Sunday passed like an octogenarian in a Mercury Grand Marquis. I was so tired when I got home I was asleep before 10pm (and consequently up before said octogenarian this morning...). Now, Sunday's disaster is clearer in my memory. But it's a long story that requires a little background, so settle back and get comfy.

Regular readers probably recall that I have explained the platter system of movie exhibition previously. What I didn't mention is that on occasion (usually holidays) the powers-that-be will schedule showings for three films, rather than one or two, in one house. When there are two movies, the one that is being shown is fed back onto the third, empty platter. When you have three movies, you still need an empty platter, so two of the movies are scheduled consecutively and then "piggybacked" on one platter. So this week, being Thanksgiving weekend, we had three flicks scheduled for theater two, in the order A B C B C. Obviously B & C get piggybacked, right? Unfortunately, when my Assistant was "making up" the movies she just put a standard length leader* on the film, and I had some trouble with movie C the first time I showed it on Friday--I had to thread it well into the trailer, which wouldn't be a problem except that it makes framing more difficult (it's hard to get the film centered properly once you're past the header**).

Anyway, when my Assistant came into work on Friday I asked her to splice something--an old coke ad or other odd piece of film lying around--in front of the leader on movie C, to make it easier to piggyback. Instead, she decided to just take movie A off and put it on the floor until we needed it again. Now this worked out ok on Saturday (I had one of the boys do the heavy lifting for me). But on Sunday before we opened, as we were taking C off the platter so I could thread A for the first show, my clerk dropped movie C.

This was bad.

I'm struggling for an analogy here. Spaghetti? A bird's nest? a tangled necklace? It wasn't pretty. And the thing about a film that has been neatly wound is that it wants to stay wound--even if it's spread all over the floor. So to try and get it back into some kind of order so that it can be played is a bit of a challenge. Imagine your cassette player eating a tape, and trying to rewind the tape without the plastic case to contain it, only ten times as wide and a thousand times as long and nowhere near as pliable. Yep, it's ugly.

We ended up with the movie in three separate parts. The first part would be threaded up, and when it got near the end we'd stop the film, slap the second part on the platter and splice it to the first part, restart the movie and do it again when the second part was finished. I suppose it worked out ok, because I came home and let my Assistant and the clerk who dropped the film deal with it, and I didn't get any phone calls. Before I left I told the cashier to warn anyone who bought tickets to C that we would be stopping the movie to "fix a couple of bad splices." Hey, it was sort-of true.

Despite the drama, and the fact I got to leave before close, Sunday still seemed like the longest day of the year...
*The leader is clear film at the beginning that stretches to the movie ring on the platter.
** The header is the piece of film after the leader that has those countdown numbers you sometimes see at the beginning of a movie. When one threads a projector, one aligns the clear number frames with the aperture plate that the light passes through so that the picture is centered on the screen.
So, to recap, you've got the leader, the header, any trailers (which is an odd name for ads that appear in front of a movie) and then the movie itself.

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November 26, 2005

Status Interruptus

The ten hour day survived, I have the twelve hour day ahead of me next. Stay tuned.

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November 24, 2005

Thank God for manly upper body strength

One more thing to be thankful for today--we don't have any more school groups scheduled for the rest of the year!

It didn't actually go too badly yesterday, except that the CO2 ran out around Pepsi number ninety (of 209), and when one of the girls went to change it, the gauge mechanism wouldn't twist off. The other clerk tried. I tried. The two of them tried together. We even attempted to spray the darn thing with liquid wrench, but whoever had changed it last (no doubt one of the boys) had given that sucker one turn too many. Miraculously, there was a car in the lot with a lone man sitting in it, so I ran out out, tapped on his car window, and asked if he would use his manly upper body strength to help us. With one twist and no visible effort he had the connector loosened! (It turned out he was one of the teachers who had driven separately and arrived early, luckily for us.) We were still about a couple dozen drinks short when the busses began rolling up, but we managed to get everyone outfitted with a popcorn and a Pepsi by the time they had finished filing in.

It took us longer to clean the theater afterward than it had taken us to make the refreshments in the first place.

Happy Thanksgiving!

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November 23, 2005

Countdown to Insanity

My next few work days are going to be nightmarish--I have 250 kids coming for a special show this morning, school's out tomorrow and Friday so the late shows are going to be swamped with unsupervised middle-schoolers trying to sneak into 40 Year Old Virgin, and both my assistants are going to be out of town on Saturday so I will be working noon to midnight.

I will either lose my mind or have lots of horror stories to tell. Tune in to see which it is...

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November 22, 2005

Wouldn't ya know it....

The Great and Powerful Pixy Misa has fixed the trackbacks! Yay!

Too bad I don't feel like pingstorming today....

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November 21, 2005

What's the point?

What's the point of link love, if the linkees don't know they are loved? I am referring to the fact that our anti-trackback-spam watchdog, Fluffy, has eaten all my pings to my fellow Munuvians!

Die, spammers, die!

***Fluffy just ate that one, too!***

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November 20, 2005

Bad Mood Rising

I had a crappy day at work yesterday. I arrived in a good mood, and by the time midnight rolled around I wanted to either down a pitcher of margaritas or strangle someone--an employee, the owner, a customer, any would do by that point. As a capper, that last show broke during the end credits and I had to splice it before I could go home. Some days you just don't see it coming....

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November 19, 2005

If I vote "present" does that mean I don't have to blog anything today?

I woke up with a slight back ache this morning. I hope it works itself out and isn't a precursor to a back "outage" to come. My late uncle (by marriage) used to say that my family has strong minds and weak backs, while his had strong backs and weak minds.

I can't remember any particular over-exertion that might have caused a strain, although yesterday I did pick up a metal pole that turned out to be surprisingly heavy. I don't know what the pole was for--it was propped behind the door of the storeroom at the theater, and fell down when I was doing inventory yesterday. It has three or four identical twins back there with it. Because I don't know what it is, I can't throw it away--it came with the building and technically belongs to the landlord.

The building is full of mysterious items that lurk in dark corners, taking up valuable storage space. Up in the projection booth there is at least a half a ton of old projector components like broken rectifiers and 16mm projector parts and reels that don't fit any equipment we use. We have to keep them, though, because they are on the pre-rental inventory (which is with a bunch of paperwork in my file cabinet that includes warranties for things we don't have, but which I have to keep because they're on the list, too).

The other day I was wandering through my blogroll, and was pretty surprised to find that some of my former "regular reads" aren't blogging anymore. I don't know if it's blogging burnout or if there's a deeper conspiracy at work. Luckily, some of my favorites have survived the curse....

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November 18, 2005

Place Holder

...for a post to be written later....

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November 17, 2005

If I can't find the masher I might have to use a mallet

One week until Thanksgiving. It's my job to make the mashed potatoes.

Step one: buy potatoes.

We'll see how that goes......

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November 16, 2005

I'm too old for this stuff....

So I thought I would continue in my quest to master the new blogging platform today but I got an error message when I tried to post. Then I get this message when trying to search for a url

We're sorry...

... but we can't process your request right now. A computer virus or spyware application is sending us automated requests, and it appears that your computer or network has been infected.

We'll restore your access as quickly as possible, so try again soon. In the meantime, you might want to run a virus checker or spyware remover to make sure that your computer is free of viruses and other spurious software.

We apologize for the inconvenience, and hope we'll see you again on Google.

I hope work goes better than's 50¢ Day....

UPDATE: It was, of course, operator error at the testblog--apparently you have to have a post title and catagory selected or it won't post. I'm learning!

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November 15, 2005

At least it's not beal...

I'm around, I just have writer's block brain cramp the dreaded CLA (Cerebral Literary Arrest). I want to write something, but Oh! Look! Something Shiny!

What was I saying? Oh, yes--I'm radioactive. No, that's George Carlin. Hmmm...

I seem to be very spacey lately, too. I wonder if someone secretly replaced my coffee with Sanka?

We're supposed to be getting "severe" thunder storms today, so I'll probably turn off the computer and crawl into bed with (for lack of anyonething more interesting) a book. I enjoyed the movie Sahara so much that I thought I'd try reading Clive Cussler. How did this guy ever get published in the first place? Harlequin Romances are better written. The only way I've been managing to read these things is by imagining Matthew McConaughey every time Dirk Pitt takes off his swim trunks (an average of three times per book, so far) or steps out of the shower.

Publish or Perish, right?--so I'm going to post this before I change my mind...

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November 11, 2005

Think I'll go eat some worms

Someday I hope to work for an industry that considers Holidays to be holidays. Having been in retail most of my working life, I work not only Memorial, Veteran's and Labor Day, but also Thanksgiving, Easter, 4th of July and Christmas. Being salaried, I don't get time-and-a-half, and in my current job (unlike my last one) I don't even get a comp day for the latter four. In fact, we have to work harder on Holidays and weekends than normal weekdays.

Yes, I'm having a pity-party and I'm the guest of honor. Now I have to go get ready for work...

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November 10, 2005

How many would do it for a promise of Hell?

I really think it's well past time that the Arab world got serious about fanatical Muslim homicide bombers, and I believe the best way to counter the claims of the terrorist brain-washers (who promise "Paradise" for "martyrs") is by publicly and ostentatiously disposing of the bombers' remains in vats of pig's blood. Seriously--if there's enough left to do DNA tests on, there's enough left to dunk in Porky's plasma....

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November 09, 2005

Collected randomness

I saw Transporter 2 yesterday. It's been a long time since I've seen a mindless, don't-think-too-much-about-the-plot-just-enjoy-the-car-chases movie. I think Sahara was the last one I delighted in as much. Of course, some of my enjoyment stems from the scenery--Jason Statham has been a favorite of mine since Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels.

Because Friday is a holiday and the kids are out of school, we're opening for shows starting at noon, so I'm going to have a long day (since I have to go in two hours before we open to do inventory). With the banks being closed, I have to do the change order today (since I'm off Thursday).

Everyone should read my fellow Munuvian Tuning Spork's brilliant response to Barbra Streisand's latest idiocy.

Apparently it's write a novel month or something. I keep seeing word count meters (like at Ted's) around the blogosphere. Are they counting the prepositions? Because I was taught that you don't count the prepositions when you do a word count. Just wondering, you know.

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November 08, 2005


The only way I get through Monday's workday is by remembering that Tuesday is my day off.

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November 07, 2005

The Annals of Insanity

This Neopets plot is really cutting into my blogging time. I've been running all over a 5 level pyramid reading scroll after scroll, looking for clues. When I find the clue, I have to go find the correct chamber in the Temple of a Thousand Tombs for my next puzzle piece. The puzzle piece gives me a new set of scrolls to read! It's pretty addictive--I spent most of my time at work yesterday wanting to "just run home for a minute" to play some more...

My favorite section in the pyramid is called "Special Arts Collection: Pasta Based Artwork" because it makes me think of raw macaroni glued to cardboard and spray-painted gold. Other sections have names like "Snarkie Answers to Stupid Questions" and "Underwater Basket Weaving." So far, I haven't had to read anything in "Secrets of Dirigible Construction," but I've been through "The Annals of Insanity" twice.

Well, off to "Grouting Archives"....

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November 05, 2005

Some things just wreck the mood

So I'm reading an action/adventure novel about a lost civilization underneath the Antarctic, and, like most of the genre, it requires a suspension of disbelief. That's fine. But then two minor characters get introduced. They're Navy SEALS. That's cool. Only, they both hold the rank of Major.

I can accept a lot of unlikely plot twists in this kind of book. But that kind of screw-up is as unforgivable as a character putting a new clip in his revolver.

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November 04, 2005

Lost Desert Literature (non-fiction)

I'm alive, and recovering from my cold. I'd say I'm about 90%. Anyway, things have been heating up on the Neopets plot front, so that's where I've been spending all my non-working, non-sleeping time. At the moment I have my second useless crystal, and I'm waiting until daylight peeks through to display the light code--here's a screenie of the first light show (from the first useless crystal):
crystal lights.jpg(c) 2000-2005 Neopets, Inc. All Rights Reserved. Used With Permission

The second light show reportedly uses orange, green and purple as well as the three primary colors.

I'd explain it to you, but then I'd have to kill you...

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November 01, 2005

From the email joke file

Two blondes were working outdoors for the City public works department. One would dig a hole and the other would follow behind and refill the hole. They worked up one side of the street, then down the other, then moved on to the next street, working furiously all day without rest, one digging a hole, the other filling it in again.

An onlooker was amazed at their hard work, but couldn't understand what they were doing. So the onlooker asked the hole-digger, "I don't get it. Why do you two dig a hole, only to fill it right-up again?"

The hole-digger sighed and replied, "Well, we're normally a three-person team, but the person who plants the trees called in sick today."

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