Saturday, August 31, 2002

One of the Perks of Living Down the Street from a Minor League Baseball Stadium

Besides the always-lovely glow, I just got to watch a fireworks show from my balcony. Ahhh.
One Week In Texas Update, Labor Day Weekend

I dig it here so far. The palm trees and wind always make it feel like a kind of vacation, as does walking up the stairs to my apartment since I was in a house for so long that coming to the apartment feels like a hotel.

Students are cool. Faculty is cool. Everyone be nice to Rusty.

Wal-Mart across the street, as well as Staples (which I'd never been in, but which are exactly--no exactly--like Office Depot, right down to the store arrangement and color scheme: "Anything Office Depot has? Yeah, we got that."), all sorts of freaky restaurant chains (Peto's being my favorite so far: taco-like stuff that's cheap but so much better than Taco Bell; and the Taco Bell here is combined in the same building as Long John Silver, which freaked Noby out).

I haven't left Edinburg yet to explore the rest of the Rio Grande Valley, but maybe I'll do that this weekend. I might even make it sometime soon to San Padre Island where they had the Miss Teen USA Pageant.

Hollywood Video, Blockbuster Video, several smaller ones. As you can tell, all the "stuff you can buy" places are important to me.

They don't seem to have a music place in town, but in the next town over they seem to (according to phone book). I think even a used one, which is the only "brick and mortar" music store I ever shop from. Half.com is still my major supplier.

I've been taking my lazy-ass time getting my apartment set up, but it's mostly just a few stray things still on the floor, as well as all the empty boxes I shipped stuff in. My books are alphabatized on the shelfs, my CDs and DVDs too, my home theater system set up (which I can't play as loud anymore, of course), music stuffs. All the important junk.

Um, that's all. Happy Labor Day.

Wednesday, August 28, 2002

That tangerine cream soda at wal-mart isn't Stewart's brand, it's IBC.

- Grocery Girl.

Monday, August 26, 2002

To Jason, Non-Stranger

Rusty, Noby and I peeped some Stewart's Tangerine Cream Soda at Wal-Mart last week. Have you tried this? I also saw some Orange Cream Soda at a different Wal-Mart.

Those who do not appreciate Buffy do not understand her.

Sunday, August 25, 2002

This Message is Dedicated to Mr. Jason Bell, a Stranger

On the subject of soda, pop, soft drinks, carbonated beverages, and the like: are you still looking for that Stewart's orange cream soda? Because I saw cases and cases of it at the Sack 'n Save food store in Hattiesburg, so maybe there's some at a Sack 'n Save food store near you, wherever you are. You can sack your soda and also save money on it.

I happen to love Rick Astley. I do not like buffy, even in re-runs.

Doctro Pepper or Dock Rock Pepper

Red Fusion Dr. Pepper is so "eh" that I forgot I even drank a can until you brought it up.

I'm having fun right now listening to the radio. Wow. They're playing Rick Astley, Paula Abdul, and stuff like that. With each song that comes on, I say, "This song is kinda good." "Forever Your Girl," I never noticed, sounds like a Prince song.

Xander.
Soft Drinks Again

Following up on my previous comments on the types of Dr Pepper (because this is something I'm sure everyone is dying to know), I tried that new Red Fusion Dr Pepper stuff a few days ago. I give it a big rating of "eh." It tastes like Dr Pepper going down, but leaves a not-bad-but-not-that-great-either cherry-ish aftertaste. Nothing to write home about. I probably won't be getting any more any time soon. Still tons better than the Caffiene Free DP, though.

Welcome to the Family-Unfriendly Buffy Fan Club, Rusty!

Saturday, August 24, 2002

Think of the Children!

Wow. Worst family show. I'm glad we have people like that protecting us and our kids. They're so nice to us.

My most recent Buffy dream: Giles loses his Watcherhood (which he's probably done by now for all I know, but I'm only through the middle of the 3rd season) and hits rock bottom in various other ways too, and I think maybe Buffy also is no longer the slayer. Giles is kinda wasted-looking and he starts taking Buffy's clothes off and she says he shouldn't do that and he says something like "What does it matter now?" and she has to fight him off a little to make him stop. In the dream, it was actually me watching the show, and I said to myself, "I liked it better when they just had a father/daughter relationship, but I guess they have to throw every complication into the mix." It didn't make me happy at all.

My previous Buffy dreams were about Angel-as-vampire. He was pretty scary stuff.

Did I mention that I'm officially a Buffy fan now? Only I still won't watch the new shows, because I want to see them all in order. I might even get the DVDs one day. Maybe I should already so I won't have to spend a billion dollars at one time.

Friday, August 23, 2002

This appearance on the robot is dedicated to Buffistas everywhere

In my Buffy dreams, Buffy was rated the worst show for families. But get this: then it really happened. Because I'm mystic like that. Also: I am concerned for the families. And for the children. And for the familes with children. Etc, etc. And so on.

Thursday, August 22, 2002

Put On the Aaron Copeland, Cuz I'm a Cowboy

What's Rusty's Ranting Robot without Rusty? Nothing, I tell you. So I'm back. Actually, I'm here: in Texas. Practically Mexico, though. I'm in the Rio Grande Valley. It's very pretty and very hot. It's a strip of cities where to the south of us is the Rio Grande and to the north of us is many, many miles of what looks like oil and farms and nothing much from what I can tell, until you get to San Antonio. But here is cool: Edinburg (the city I'm in) and the surrounding ones.

I'm teaching, by the way, at The University of Texas Pan American, composition and literature. I'm the one who looks like an undergraduate. Some people only know about my life through this robot, so I have to say this.

I'll tell my Buffy dreams later.

Monday, August 12, 2002

Odd Dream

I was sitting at my computer when I heard a commotion outside. I looked out the window, and there were two giant dogs running around out in the street. I mean giant dogs... lion-sized, maybe larger. Maybe the size of small elephants. One was all black, one was orange-brown, sort of non-descript shaggy breeds. They looked sort of lion-ish, and I kept wondering if maybe they really were lions, but they looked too much like dogs, so maybe they were part-dog-part-lion. My sister happened to come over to visit, and when she came in I asked if she knew if those were lions or dogs out there. She said she didn't know, but commented that it was weird seeing them running around out there.

Tuesday, August 06, 2002

Jason, you're funny. I enjoyed this post too much.

Thank you.

Thursday, August 01, 2002

Tylenol Sinus Nighttime Formula

(A.K.A. Tylenol Coma)

It's the medicine that cures your sinus-related headaches and stuff by knocking you unconscious almost instantly, and keeping you that way until your sinus troubles have long passed. I just took some, so I'll see you all again sometime after I regain consciousness this weekend. Hopefully I'll finish typing this before I pass ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuiloihbnjb,'rbn b,