Category: Amuse Me

Damn. They always get all the good stuff in Europe first.

Correction: Thanks to Barkingmoose Mike, I’ve now discovered you CAN get these in the States! Not that I have a need for them, but still – it’s good to know.

Could someone please explain to me why there are so many male bloggers named Mike? I know it’s a common name, don’t get me wrong – but there are an unusually high number of blogging Mikes. Almost all the male bloggers I know are named Mike. So if you are a Mike and you are about to blog – please make sure you have a cool domain name, because you will forever be referred to by it. We have:

:: Aka Cooties Mike
:: Barkingmoose Mike
:: Coffee Corner Mike
:: Drowsy Central Mike
:: Hoopty Mike
:: Mike of Mike’s Blog
:: Mike Frohme, aka Ciscley’s Mike
:: Mike McBride Online
:: Mundane Mid-Life Michael
:: Nasty Bastard Mike
:: Nerdboy Mikey
:: Oddfellow Mike
:: Perpetual Beta Mike

There are even some I didn’t know about before tonight:
:: Cold Fury Mike
:: I.Me.Michael Mike
:: Michael Brown
:: Michael Sanders
:: Mikeintosh Mike
:: PC Mike
:: Otherside Michael

I’m just positive I’m leaving someone off of this list. I know I am… so remind me who it is. (Edited: It was Nastybastard Mike that I left off, because Coffee Corner Mike and Barkingmoose Mike were IM’ing me as I wrote the post & I was distracted.)

Meanwhile, I should go join the Other Christine’s new Blogging Christines webring! I wonder if the other Pink Christine or Kristine with a K have joined yet? (Heck, even Chris and Chris can join!)

Working at a small company has it’s moments, both good and bad. Since there are 9 of us that work in one large room (aka “The Pit”), we tend to get a bit punchy at moments. Since it still amuses me us much, I just have to share what happened last week.

Kymberlie & I were talking about her brother’s giant 52″ TV which is in the living room of his girlfriend’s itty-bitty apartment. She said that it’s like the front row of a movie theater when you sit on his couch.

I started to say that it must be really hard to play that PlayStation 2 game that he likes to play. You know … that one … uh … what is it … “Dance Bitch, Dance!”

Ok, so it’s “Dance Dance Revolution”, and Ernie is the master of it if you were curious. But it got us thinking. I mean, shouldn’t they come out with a new game called “Dance Bitch, Dance!”? My suggestion was that you would still have the mat to dance on like you already do, but there would be people with guns shooting at your feet, screaming out “Dance Bitch, Dance!” at you. Your job would be to dance fast enough and in the right spot to dodge the bullets.

Krista, one of the graphic designers, is originally from Canada. (Halifax, if you were wondering.) She said it made her think of a strip club in Canada, and the patrons throwing “Loonies” at the dancers. (A loonie is a Canadian silver dollar.) The patrons throw the coins at the dancers, and they score points based on where they peg them.

The classic quote from this ongoing discussion which continued tonight also comes from Krista. “Look at that dancer! She has 5 nipples! Oh, wait, 3 of those are Loonie welts!”

Just remember … “Dance Bitch, Dance!”

Ever since the day I first got Caller ID, I play my own little game with telemarketers and bill collectors. I look down as the phone rings. “Caller Unknown”? Well! If I don’t know you, then you don’t know me… so I’m not answering. (I was wise enough to answer my unknown calls this week. I guess caller ID doesn’t work everywhere.)

Next time that happens I think I will answer though. Thanks to Robyn and Hoopty, I can now use the Anti-telemarketing EGBG Counterscript! The power is in our hands, people! Fight back – question for question! If we unite together, we can take over the world!

Although, on a really feisty day I might just try the Davezilla version of getting rid of telemarketers. And if they are willing to take me up on the $3.95 a minute charge, I’ve got a business account that I can use to charge them! I wonder if that violates my merchant account agreements. Hmm…

For some reason, thanks to Dick and this little post, I’ve never wanted an iBook more. Be sure to check out the comments for a treat of Robyn’s creative genius too, ok?