Gerry Rafferty - Waiting for the Day
Marshall Tucker - Heard It in a Love Song
Randy Van Warmer - I Could Sing
Gordon Lightfoot - Carefree Highway
Gerry Rafferty - Sleepwalking
Daft Punk - The Brainwasher
Blue Oyster Cult - (Don't Fear) The Reaper
ABBA - SOS
Mamas & Papas - California Dreamin'
Kemopetrol - Planet
Bo Donaldson & the Heywoods - Who Do You Think You Are?
Gerry Rafferty - Night Owl
Bob Seger - Fire Lake
Sniff 'n' the tears - Driver's Seat
Gordon Lightfoot - Sundown
Gordon Lightfoot - Daylight Katy
Bob Seger - Against the Wind
Dean Gray - Doctor Who on Holiday
Magic Wands - Teenage Love
Al Stewart - Song on the Radio
Ozark Mountain Daredevils - Jackie Blue
Billy Joe Royal - Cherry Hill Park
Grass Roots - Temptation Eyes
Blue Oyster Cult - Burnin' For You
Sheila E - The Glamorous Life
Japan - Deviation (live)

The former was a bit of a clusterfuck from the word go - we ventured out during graduation season (I didn't know about it, and DH forgot about it), so a lot of people were going out to eat en famille. Thus we waited a while for a table. We got our salads (which were good)... but no silverware... so that by the time we actually came into possession of forks (finally had to snag a waitress from another section), the (hot) appetizers had arrived and we had to gobble the salads so that we could tuck into the appetizers before our actual meal arrived. I think we saw our waitress twice in the course of our visit - once while ordering, and on a flyby... finally DH flagged down a busboy and requested the bill and a to-go box. The busboy apologized for the wait and fetched the manager, who I'd already spotted pitching in - she offered us free dessert, then (because we were in a rush) offered us free dessert on our next visit. Would've preferred money off the bill, but that doesn't give us a reason to return. I was pleased by the efforts to make up for the poor service, though I was mildly creeped out by the manager directing most of her attention at me. There's probably some managerial theory about buttering up the female half of a couple to get the couple to come back... either that, or I looked like I was the one with the money. Or at least that's what I choose to believe. So, we took our leftovers (which I've been snacking on all day) and left.

The latter item went much smoother - we went to see Star Trek. Lots of commercials (mostly an endorsement for showing up late), some smegpot "hosting" the pre-show presentation, and a bunch of previews for movies that appear to suck harder than a starlet at a Hollywood party. Dance Flick looked amusing, though.
They did a pretty good job casting the young versions of the classic cast - best, IMO, was McCoy and Spock (even though there were a few flashes of Sylar in his performance... which actually would have been kinda funny, seeing Spock cut open Kirk's head and eat his brain). Decent story, as far as Trek goes, but the lens flare was driving me bonkers by the end of the movie.

Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb
Three Dog Night - Old Fashioned Love Song
The Eagles - Desperado
Al Stewart - Year of the Cat
Patti Smith - Dancing Barefoot
Gerry Rafferty - North and South
FGTH vs Art of Noise vs Simple Minds - Don't You Forget to Relax About Paranoimia
George Harrison - Blow Away
Grass Roots - Temptation Eyes
Grass Roots - Wait a Million Years
Sol Bianca - Kioku
Joni Mitchell - Help Me
Styx - The Best of Times
Miles Davis - On the Corner
Bob James - Nautilus
Visage - The Promise
Yaz - Situation (Wicked Mix)
Dolly - Here You come Again
The Who - So Sad About Us
Roy Orbison - Only the Lonely
The Muppet Show - The Windmills of Your Mind
Orange Juice - L.O.V.E. Love
Michael Desbarres & Holly Knight - Obsession
The Turtles - She's Rather Be With Me
David Bowie - 1984
Otoha - Ichibyou's Refrain (Getbackers)
The Jam - Funeral Pyre
Rod Stewart - You're in My Heart
Turtles - Flyin' High
Go Betweens - Here Comes the City
Harvey Danger - Oh! You Pretty Things
Steely Dan - Babylon Sisters
Sonic Youth - Within You, Without You
Velvet Underground - Pale Blue Eyes
Ivy - It's All in Your Mind
Hot Butter - Popcorn
Steely Dan - Chain Lightning
The Tea Company - You Keep Me Hangin' On
The Who - I'm Free
The Kinks - Come Dancing
The Eagles - Seven Bridges Road
The School - I Want You Back
The Waitresses - I Know What Boys Want
Frank Zappa - Baby Snakes
The Jam - English Rose
Mirror Ball Associates - On the Road Again
Golden Earring - Twilight Zone
Samantha Sang - Emotion
Indochine - La Machine a Ratrapper le Temp
Lindsey Buckingham - Trouble
Al Stewart - Time Passages

Is Firefox EVER not installing updates? Seems like every time I fire it up, it chugs through the procedure and displays a chirpy little window with the promise, "This update will make you safer on the web." And then (much of the time) it crashes... in other words, it makes me safe from being on the web. Gah.

I only fired it up because I thought I might be able to get Keepvid to work on that browser. Which it's not. Which is weird because I did get it to work before. Which is annoying. As is beginning a series of sentences with "which".

Tch. Should poke my nose outside anyway... appears to be a nice day.

The Animals - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
The Who - My Wife
Steely Dan - Barrytown
Santana - Samba Pa Ti
Japan - Deviation (Live)
Sly Fox - Let's Go All The Way
Manic Street Preachers - A Design For Life (Stealth Sonic Orchestra Version)
The New Seekers - Pinball Wizard / See Me Feel Me
Gerry Rafferty - Right Down The Line
Steely Dan - Dirty Work
Paul Simon - Kodachrome
Architecture in Helsinki - Do The Whirlwind
Ozark Mountain Daredevils - Jackie Blue
Fleetwood Mac - Don't Stop
The Beatles - Something
Elton John - Where To Now St Peter
Soulwax - Wouldn't It Be Good
Little River Band - Reminiscing
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb
Hawkwind - Space Is Deep
Psychedelic Furs - Heaven
Sheila E - The Glamourous Life
Andy Gibb - Shadow Dancing
Yoko Kanno - Some Other Time
New Order - Blue Monday (Dmitry Fyodorov Edit)
Stretch - Why Did You Do It?
Queen - Play The Game
Mazzy Star - Look On Down From The Bridge
Seatbelts - Memory
Michael Desbarres & Holly Knight - Obsession
Bryan Ferry - All Tomorrow's Parties
Voice Of America - Story Of Love (Original Extended 12 Inch Version)
The Cure - Close To Me (The Head On The Door Version)
Psychedelic Furs - Pretty In Pink
Joe Walsh - Life's Been Good
The Smithereens - Blood And Roses
Styx - The Grand Illusion
Starbuck - Moonlight Feels Right
Clout - Oowatanite
Frank Sinatra - My Way
Nick Heyward - Whistle Down The Wind
The Buzzcocks - What Do I Get?
Gerry Rafferty - Baker Street
Def Leppard - Foolin'

We da man.

The original roach popped up again a bit later after the earlier-chronicled adventure, got smacked by DH. Bye-bye Mr Roach. Not the end of the story, though - its little (hah! size of a fucking Volkswagen) friend came round to see why Mr Roach hadn't been answering his phone, and came in MY room to make enquiries. I made a swing at it, but the only weapon to hand was (hangs head in shame) a box of Kleenex. I didn't actually see it run off, but neither did I see pasty roach remains. Days later, I felt a sensation on top of my head... similar to when a ladybug lands on me. Which is what stayed my hand from its full striking force. Pity, since my hand encountered something much larger than a ladybug. "Gyauuuugh!"

I finally had my revenge last night (this morning, technically) - looked up in reaction to a crinkling noise, and saw the aforementioned little friend (or I hope it was the same one) up at the top of the wall in my room. Got my bug-killin' weapon (spare bus schedule, rolled up) and - after a minute of trying to shoot it down with my laser vision - a very long stick. Poke, poke, poke. It. Fucking. Flew. Okay, more of a glide... but wings were involved. Still, it landed within reach, which is the important part. Wham! Several whams (at least one of which was probably overkill, but who cares) later, the fucking Volkswagen was as close to paste as roaches ever get. Burial at sea, shrouded in a few sheets of Charmin. The commotion woke up DH, but I assume the outcome of the battle was worth it. Or he wasn't that awake, since he didn't say anything about it later.

Of course, afterwards I was so amped up on adrenaline that my hands were shaking.

Willow did her little howl/"YAAAAAARRRRCH" trick at some horribly early hour. Twice. Nothing but mucus - she seems to have been off her feed. :( A bit later there was a crash heralding her knocking her food dish off the sink... sending, of course, food all over the bathroom floor. Food which the ants love. I got the food picked up, but of course there was still enough residue to bring the little bastards out in force. Still, that made it easy to identify where they were coming out (at least this time), and carpet bomb the opening with a little Raid (next time they'll pick another route, but there's plenty of Raid left). While waiting to identify the opening, I amused myself by picking off ants that went past a certain line on the tile. Good exercise for the reflexes.

Later the afternoon, Willow interrupted a nap with another rendition of her party trick and I was instantly awake. Since she had been under the covers, zonked, all day, she still had nothing of substance to contribute. Crunching noises and voids in her food dish indicate that she's finally broken her fast... whether it will all stay down?

Unrelated, I have to go back to the doctor's with the medical deferment form: the doctor neglected to mark a question (and I neglected to notice), and the student loan office kicked it back. I could just do it myself - a circle is all that's required (and for all I know she'd approve my doing so) - but I hesitate to monkey with it. Besides, I'm not sure I can match-- and it would be wrong! :D

Got eggs today, just so I could have scrambled eggs for dinner. That, and they were on sale. Some chopped red onion sauteed (ooh, fancy!) in olive oil, dump the eggs in, stir like hell with a fork, serve on a slice of buttered toast. Yum. Of course, now I'm going to be tasting onion for a while....

Strange dream. Walking through a grocery store, I came across an aisle where they were grilling steaks. Instead, I took a wrapped sandwich and started eating it. After I'd scarfed down about half of it, I realized that I really shouldn't have eaten it before paying for it and went to the cash register in the deli section to settle up - I told the cashier that I knew I shouldn't have, but my blood sugar was really low. I gave her a bill of some kind (didn't see what denomination), but got change back in small odd-colored pieces of paper. A bit like pound notes, but perhaps more colorful.

After a bit, my mom and I were at a dinner table with relatives on my dad's side. I thought I could sense my grandmother in the kitchen behind me. Mom started tickling me and I said "stop"... then pinched her really hard and said "I said STOP." In other words, the sort of thing I always wanted to do when I was little. Then my relatives (mostly the cousins around my age) started berating me for not having called the newspaper to arrange for an announcement of my grandmother's death. Which got me angry, because nobody had bothered to inform me that this should be my job - I had practically none of the necessary information to hand. What, her name and a few of her survivors?

And then things kinda turned into a lost episode of Coupling - I ran into the bathroom to get away from my cousins, and a woman knocked on the door. Slim, dark-haired (sort of a shoulder-length shag) and cute. "Slim... and a little bit foxy", even. I wanted to know "which one" (which cousin) she was, and she wanted to know what I was talking about. Who was she, then? She introduced herself as "Davina Jennings" - in the dream, she was an English actress who'd been in a movie I'd just seen with one of aforementioned cousins before they all got mad at me, which was why I vaguely recognized her. *baffled* She was also a lust object of the guys (Steve, Patrick and Jeff), and I was excited that I'd actually got to meet her. Then riding in the back seat of a car, past a line of hearses carrying an oddment of non-standard coffins, and discovering that the reason one lane was open was that it had a big portion that was a huge, possibly-impassible mud puddle. Don't much remember past that, other than that I was trying to imitate Jeff's accent.

Not only has Willow's food dish been invaded again (an event accompanied by the overhead light in that bedroom - a tricky one to replace, of course - burning out), but I was most displeased to glance up at the kitchen ceiling while psyching myself up to start a loaf of bread.... and spot a huge roachy-looking thing. So I ran for a bus schedule (rolled up, it's proven to be my most reliable weapon against the creatures - seeing as how I'm not fast enough to stomp 'em. This will be important later.) and stalked it as it took a leisurely tour of the ceiling.

Meanwhile I'm muttering at it to just FALL already, so I can murder it. Finally it got curious about the ceiling light (!), and I got hopeful that it would share the fate of the other six-legged critters that have fallen inside the shade (seriously, it's not just darkened because the one light bulb burned out). Nope. It fell off the ceiling, into the shade, and came peeking out. Meanmeanwhile, DH has become curious about his wife's ranting, and come to see what's going on. This is where it starts to go pear-shaped: he took the bus schedule/mighty weapon away from me, and told me to be ready to stomp. I tried to warn him that stomping was NOT going to happen, since my foot be not mighty enough to overcome the fleet-of-foot roach, or at least let me get another mighty weapon... and he used the bus schedule/mighty weapon to reach up (what with him being tall) and knock the whatever-the-hell-it-was off the light shade and right at me. Wings were involved, I'm fairly certain. I let out a shriek that undoubtedly had the neighbor's dogs wondering "WTF?", and LEVITATED. I did not, unfortunately, come back down on top of the bug. For all I know, it heard the scream and packed up to go to another house, 'cos it was out of sight by the time the dust cleared. That would be niiiiiiice.

I recently had some trouble with the stinking things invading Willow's food dish - haply, putting the food dish in the tub and running really hot water is something they really don't enjoy. Like, they kinda boil and then get washed down the drain. Which is where my policy of not putting down a lot of food for her (so she doesn't have a huge amount to ralph at any one time) comes in handy - not as much food wasted, when the water hits it.

Mr Raid to the smelly rescue: I hit the spot in the wall where they were coming out, hit the corner of the desk where they were also partying, moved the food dish to the bathroom while the smell dissipated, and there's been practically no activity since then (aside from what I hope was an "orphaned" colony and a clear signal that I must put all food refuse in the kitchen trash). Not only that, but most of the bathroom traffic has cleared up (although a bug bomb under the vanity would probably be a Good).

Hm... need to head out at some point soon, in time to catch the pickup on the mailbox (at nearby strip mall): I suspect the mail came just before I got up, and there's stuff needs going out today. I need to pick up a prescription anyway, so....