My Fave iPhone Theem, originally uploaded by deadrobot.

I love this new iPhone theme I found.

Remember kids, hacking should be left to professionals and people with myelo-electric arms.

…until you hold a loved one in your arms as they spray their bathroom with poop like a fucking CFL turf sprinkler system.

…until you look up from your William Gibson book (Spook Country), your head immersed in a shiny bright fun future world of 2 years ago, to see some guy starting at you with his finger two knuckles up into his nose. He removes said finger to reveal a wet wad of clotted snot/blood. Yes, you’re in a downtown emergency room at 2am.

…until you sit with same loved one, their IV dripping life back into their body, reviving their fluids they pooped out all over an apartment you know you have to go back to clean, listening to a pig being slaughtered in the emergency cubicle next to you. Or at least it sounded like a pig. There was squealing and grunting.

…until you sit with the same loved one, who regained their personality, their humanity back, and both of you listen to a doctor quiz a woman two cubicles over about her sex life: “Are their pains when you have intercourse? Do you have heavy flow?”

Okay it wasn’t that bad, but that was my late Thursday, early Friday morning activities.

…has been added to this morning. It’s been a while. I’m not saying I’ve had impeccable service from the Timster since March (I’ve been going back to Starbucks just so that I get a nice “please” and “thank you” from a human), no. I’m now only writing about the complete meltdowns in customer/cashier relations. “Green Tea” indeed!

Also, for those of you who don’t read the comments, Evil Panda is the best human on the planet. He’s wrangled a full replacement for my Dead Zone iPhone. Praise him. Now.

In preparation for the prodigal son’s return, I spent most of last night fixing my coverflow problem in iTunes. Without a store account, you can grab the album covers from the web (amazon) but you have to make sure they live on your hard drive somewhere before dragging them into the GET INFO window. Just copying from a web page and pasting into this window yields unpredictable results (especially when synced to iPhone/iPod).

I’ve elected to make bread for the family dinner this Thanksgiving. Call me Jesus. Thank god for the bread machine.

I see that Hitachi is prototyping a 32″ LCD screen at 0.75″ thin. I may pee myself.

How was my weekend? It was pretty much like this photograph (click to see the entire album – Worksafe). Sharkboy and I went camping, probably for the last time this year, and visited The Point’s Halloween celebration. Leave it to fags to celebrate a full month ahead of time. What trendsetters.

As you can see by the photo, there was drinking. But the costumes were good, comparatively to say… oh… Church Street’s Halloween, where people think that throwing on a funny hat and a boa constitutes a costume.

I digress. It was fun. I purposely omitted the pics of my costume to keep next month’s outing a surprise!

Here are some of my standard lines I use and exactly when I use them:

“That was good. What there was of it.”
Usually said right after a gut-splitting meal. Why? My mom would invite a friend over to our house for our massive family dinners when I was a kid. She would always be amazed at the size of the spread for a family of seven and would utter that phrase ironically as she shoved herself away from the table with a groan.

“Did you look under the bed?”
Always said after “We’ve lost XXX” in terms of a death in the family. When the last woman I ever dated (Donna C) had her parents die within months of each other, her best friend at the time came over to her house unaware that they had “just lost Donna’s Dad.” Without missing a beat, that is what he replied.

“We shall have fog by tea time.”
Rumour has it that the Public Relations minders for the Queen Mum told her to say this when she was faced with a situation she didn’t really understand or could be potentially damaging socially, like meeting militant dykes at a reception or introduced to a murder or something. It does work, I find. Just this evening someone loudly asked SharkBoy how his dad was doing. Sheepishly he answered, “Uh. He died in June.” Uncomfortably long silence. I uttered that line and the conversation was back on track!

One million thank yous to Normlr for picking up this beauty Belkin iPhone case while he was cross border shopping in the US last week. I no longer fear for my sweet sweet baby.

While on the iPhone news front: still nothing for Canada. Word is out that there is a “sleeve” for any SIM card to make the network think it’s talking to an AT&T card but you have to be somewhat adept at hacking software/firmware. I’ll wait, thanks. That is all.

Yet another first for this summer for SharkBoy and I: We were in Toronto for the long weekend. Usually we’re camping or at somebody’s house or something. But this weekend we stayed in. Sort of. We did manage to get ourselves to Niagara with the Photogs (photos here, scroll down half way for more recent pics. I’m terrible at organization. And, they’re work safe.) as well as gorge ourselves on MEAT at the Scarborough Ribfest on Sunday. It was curious being in town this weekend. Sort of like being Little Britian‘s Only Gay in the Village, but more literal.

We saw Sunshine at the Cumberlain (I know, I was going to boycott it but I had to see this movie. Expect Shelly to write something soon) – amazing. Go see it. And on the way out, we ran into Lex’s beau and thanked him for the books. We also managed to have our first Wii accident! SharkBoy was slashing away at zombies in Resident Evil 4 and managed to knock an entire glass of pop (plastic, thankfully) across the room. Sticky cat hair all around!

I’m not sure why this is happening, I’ve tried upgrading to WP 2.2.2 and replacing said offending file, but it’s still happening. Oh great internet gods, what have I done?!

Looks like one of my plugins (the one that manages META data) was the culprit. Zing gone. Sorry for the interruption. Thanks to Gabriel for seeing that.

My first post with the phone! Woot!!!

It’s a bit small but so cool!

Apparently I’m dirty and need to be hidden from children.

Unsweetened tagged me to reveal what kind of blog I am. Easy:

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

* dead (21x)
* ass (3x)
* dangerous (2x)
* bitches (1x)

I only said “Bitches” once?!

I now tag Sharkboy, Photojunkie and HairyFishNuts.