
archives: August 2006
08.08.06
ultramegawow is closed: blog is at metrocake.com
I've never quite adapted to leaving my "metrocake" moniker, so I've decided to embrace it once again. I will not be posting here anymore; this blog is officially closed.
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08.04.06
absolutely fucking brilliant
Just go read this. Then send it to everyone you know.
08.03.06
start me up...shut me down...
ConEd -- Manhattan's power supplier -- is urging all business and residents on the East Side to power down unessential appliances. Apparantly they're having some problems with the power lines. We've already been told that we may have no power to the office building later today -- in which case, SNOW DAY! In August, no less.
On the other hand, "snow day" in 104-degree weather (112-degrees with the heat index)? Not so fun. I'll stare at my blizzard pictures and look at a real snow day!
08.02.06
too damn hot
This comic strip says it all.
The air conditioning is mostly broken in my office...today is gonna SUCK. >:/
08.01.06
so stealth, I'm like a FRICKIN' JET
Yo. So flip-flops have been forbidden footwear in our office this year, which blows. Done right, they are some of the cutest summer shoes, after all.
Anyway, everyone's been wearing them to and from the office, and changing into "other shoes" upon arrival. Today, however, I have chosen to ban the ban: I have been wearing my flip-flops ALL DAY! Call it my little personal act of rebellion, but not so much: I've been sneaking around the office, trying to walk quietly and not make that unavoidable "whop whop" sound one wears when wearing flip-flops. C'est impossible. And so I'm looking like one giant DOOFUS while trying to be all stealth.
Hey, we've got a heat index of 104 degrees out, and our office air-conditioner is running at only 2/3 capacity -- it's like a swamp in here. So clearly the heat has gotten to me. I'll start hearing "White Rabbit" any minute now, and start running around the cubicle maze muttering, "The horror...the horror..."