digital transition fail

Switching this junk over has not been easy via Comcast. Jeremy and Matthew have bought what they told them to buy and hooked it up every which way they told them to hook it up (thanks guys), and yet we still can't watch our favorite shows on the big screen. If it wasn't for Megavideo I would never get to see them! On the bright side, I'm sure it won't be long before a solution is found (x-mas!) and there's enough on the channels we do get to keep me occupied this fall.

it's genetic

My free will astrology this week said something about my ancestors so I did a google search of the oldest one I know, my great-great-grandfather Manuel Rodrigues. I found this page that listed a bunch of voters registered in 1898 in my hometown of Antioch, where they found that kidnapped Jaycee Dugard girl. It listed the name, occupation and native country of each person. There were three Rodrigueses, all from Portugal. Manuel was a laborer and Enos (love that name) and Joseph Rodrigues were farmers. I thought "That doesn't sounds like my family." Then I noticed a note at the top of the list:

NOTE: This appears to be a listing of men who registered at the last minute prior to the November election.

Last minute? Now that sounds like my family! I'm surprised they made it in time at all.

the worst

Ashlee Simpson on the new Melrose Place is, in a word, the worst. It's almost disgusting how bad she is. Still, her crazy eyes and alien-like delivery crack me up. She's a total freak.
I also have an idea of what her character is supposed to be: the worst neighbor ever. She's creepy and annoying and no one seems to like her...but there she is.

my first catfight

I'm watching Candleshoe right now. I haven't run across many people who have seen it, but I watched a gazillion times growing up. It's an old Disney movie that stars Jodie Foster as a 14-year-old delinquent, a real bad-ass who's gaurdians (they don't explain them, but they sure aren't her folks) sell her to Rumpole of the Bailey so he can scam a rich old broad, Helen Hayes, out of her fortune or pirate treasure or something. She looks like her long-lost granddaughter. The old lady and Doctor Doolittle have a bunch of foster kids living with them and Jodie does nothing but cause trouble. In this scene she has it out with some of the girls over doing chores or something. It probably has something to do with how much I like seeing chicks fight. But then again, everyone likes seeing chicks fight.

flash forward

I was going to make a joke about how today marks the three-year anniversary of my relationship with Tivo:

But I've been feeling not-so-creative lately and couldn't formulate the right words. So I'll skip it and cut to the chase.

It's been three years since I met Jeremy (and his Tivo). Knowing him has made me a better person and I'm having a more and more difficult time imagining life without him.

I love you, baby. Thanks for everything.