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So. I'm finally getting with the times and blowing this popstand otherwise known as Blogger. It's sort of like being called up from the farm team to play with the pros. Come on over and join me on my new Wordpress blog:

http://drbethsnow.wordpress.com/

Random Ramblings of a Very Tired Beth

Typing this out on my Palm Pilot on the bus on the way to a free screening of Cloverfield. Won't have time to write blog posting when I get home as I have to finish my lecture for tomorrow. My wicked cool lecture about the BC Nutrition Survey, about measurement and about dietary assessment. But I'm so very, very tired...

So, some random thoughts. A recent study found that 75% of people in the study who called themselves vegetarians ate animal flesh sometimes. wtf? They put new floors in the hallway to the caf at my work. The new floors muffle the sound significantly compared to the old floors. I'm thinking they put the new flooring in because my new boots are like the loudest things ever when I walk down the hall in them. My ski buddy busted her knee & is out for the season; now looking for people with whom to ski. Is it wrong that I'm not done my lecture, but I decided what I'm going to wear to my class tomorrow 5 days ago?

After a bit of a hiatus, Touch You Last has brought you the next installment of "Inside the Blogger's Studio," wherein TYLer Dave interviews the peeps on his blogroll. He kicked off the series with an interview of 'lil ole me and now his latest interview is with Jorge¹ from Barking Space. I provide you with this link because, well, because I think it's a funny interview. And because I'm insanely jealous that I didn't get to do an audio interview². I know I live on the other side of the country, but we could have done a double-ender³.

¹Pronounced like "George," not like "Hor-hey," just FYI.
²And from the sounds of it, only Jorge is going to get the audio treatment.
²For the record, a "double-ended" is *not* what you think it is. Get your mind out of the gutter!

Meet Marla

As you know, I experience great difficulty in coming up with good names for things. But when I got this smoking hot new iPod for my birthday^1,2, I came up with a name rather quickly. In honour of my third annual 29th birthday, I watched Fight Club, one of my most favourite movies ever, and it became clear that my iPod could have only one name. Allow me to introduce you to Marla:

Since I now have about sixty trillion terabytes of space on my fancy new iPod, I added a whole bunch o'podcasts:

But I still have fifty-nine trillion, nine hundred and ninety-nine billion, nine hundred and nintey-nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine terabytes (give or take), so if you have a favourite podcast that you think I should check out, let me know.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go print up a label with my name and phone number on it to stick onto Marla, in case she goes missing, so that whoever finds her can return her to me. And I will be printing said label on my fancy schmancy printer. Which I need to review here in blogland soon. I don't want to spoil this upcoming printer review, but suffice it to say, I'm disappointed that the printer doesn't attach to my vibrator.

¹Along with one of those adapter thingys³ that you plug into your iPod and then you can play your iPod over the car radio, which is wicked awesome for when I'm driving to hockey games.
²Thanks again, Giver of Birthday Gifts.
³Not one of these iPod adaptor thingys.

Clean Off Your Desk Day... Not So Much

In defiance of Clean Off Your Desk Day, and because it for some unknown reason seemed to alleviate my anger at not being able to find a very important set of papers on my desk, I took these pictures of my office just for you, gentle blog reader:

I'd like to say that there is a system to this mess. You know, like ordered chaos. A method to my madness. Like it's one of those messes where it looks like a mess from the outside by the creator of said mess knows exactly where everything is in this shitstorm. I'd like to say those things, but if I did, I'd be lying. Sometimes I have to call my cell phone in order to find it on my desk. Seriously.

The Naughty but Nice Sex Show. And I did I mention they had lube?

This weekend was the Taboo Naughty but Nice Sex Show. It's held every year and I've always wanted to go and so yesterday I finally got around to doing just that. And, I have to say, I was kind of disappointed. I'm not sure what I expected exactly. I guess I just expected more variety. Every single booth seemed to have the same thing - if you were in the market for lube, vibrators, lube, a sexy Catholic school girl outfit or lube, you were in luck. But how many vibrator-lube-sexyCatholicschoolgirloutfit-and-lube booths can one person really look at in an afternoon?

The show is supposed to be like a trade show. And aren't trade shows supposed to be about showing the newest ¹ innovations? I have to say that, based on this show, there really isn't any innovation in vibrator technology... with the notable exception of the vibrator that attaches to your iPod and then vibrates in time with your music. Seriously.

Other "highlights"² of the show include:

• A show on the main stage that I didn't actually watch, but more was subjected to as I walked by. A show by Blyssful Productions - "Home of Blyss, the World's Only Dominatrix Clown." You know, Blyss, there's a reason why there aren't any other dominatrix clowns in the world. Because who the f@$#^ wants to watch a dominatrix clown???
• At one booth, they were selling what were essential baby wipes for grown ups. The product was not so much what was interesting here as the explanation about this product's usefulness given by the saleswoman. And I quote: "These are great to keep in your car. You know, like if you have a quickie and he comes inside you, these are great for cleaning up." That's just not something you hear everyday. She also explained that they smell really good. Because you know, you smell bad. Similarly there was a cream to help "tighten" you up³. Can't you just see some guy buying that for his girlfriend? "Here honey, I bought you this cream 'cuz you are kinda loose. Oh ya, and you smell bad, so I bought these wipes."
  

All in all, I'd have to say that it would be better to spend an afternoon having sex than going to this show.

¹I've never been to a trade show, but that's what I always thought they were about.
²And by highlights I mean, um, lowlights.
³Honestly, I'm not making any of this up!

Because I have the sense of humour of a 12 year old boy, I share this with you

glumbert - How to taunt a hockey player