COMBAT

We have declared war on the roaches. 

12 traps filled with delicious poison for them to eat and bring back to their nests to die a hopefully painful death and to spread the death around their nests. 

Mwah ahahahaha

Wunjo Onion

So umm...I'm in a band now? 

My sister is the performer, not me. That's why I save my musical endeavors for family and church. (Singing and playing in church is the best -- it's like playing in front of 50 grandmothers. They'll love anything you do!) 

My dad has recently found a guitar pickin' buddy at church, Jack, so they've started playing together pretty regularly, and I join in when I can, along with other musical folks in the congregation. Also, summertime at a UU church is pretty lax. Often the minister will take a bit of a break, and church members will do many of the services. My dad has volunteered us to do the music at several services lately. 

This week we received an email from my dad that said the folks at this little church mess up our names in the orders of service a lot, and that we should have a name for the group instead. He suggested Wunjo, the rune for joy and harmony. Cool, until you throw in the confusing pronunciation -- Vun-yoh. 

Then Jack shot out an email suggesting the name Wunjo Onion, "using musical joyfulness in peeling back the layers of existential philosophy, looking for a meristem of truth..." Wow. That's a UU explanation for you. 

At practice on Friday, my mom pointed out that she saw the emails and refrained from commenting. :-) My sentiments exactly, mother. 

Didn't stop Papa from announcing us as Wunjo Onion today at church. Oh well. He just forwarded an email from a woman in the church, expressing her appreciation for the music this morning. (What did I say about the 50 grandmas?) 

I guess a silly name can't keep us from making purty music. 

Boring Updates

A friend gave me a stern talkin' to for not writing recently. So here are some updates on my boring life. 

The internet is fixed, thank goodness. It was the cable company's fault. They came out, after canceling at least 3 appointments because there was an "outage" (not the case) only to find out that our cable line was disconnected accidentally...when someone else's was supposed to be disconnected. Oh well. We got a credit for the month we didn't have internet. 

We are still battling the roaches. An exterminator came, but we're not sure if he did anything. Had we done our research before we moved in,  we would have learned that this apartment complex has a roach problem. I'm concerned for Roommate's sanity. He encounters them more often than I do. He stumbled across a hatching of them...he killed about 30 baby roaches. He gets in roach killing mode. I think he'll get armor soon. He told me this evening he started seeing random flies, big ones, but he doesn't know where they are coming from. "I swear, someone is injecting flies into our house." I doubt we'll be renewing our lease. 

Saw The Dark Knight. Twice. Will see it again on IMAX. 

Roommate is singing along to the theme song of So You Think You Can Dance right now. I turned it on once because a friend of mine went to one of the tapings so I saw him on TV. Then I learned that the next week, Roommate watched it on his own. I turned the results show on tonight just for something to have on in the background, so he's watching. Oh, now he's telling me about who is the most technically trained of all the guys... Believe it or not, Roommate is actually one of my few heterosexual friends.

Yesterday was my last day at Apple. I couldn't have been happier. A lot of drama went down. My best friend, the senior manager, was fired for a made up, bullshit reason. The evil people in the store (who happen to also be the people that never did their jobs didn't like being told that they weren't doing their jobs by a manager brought in to fix the problems in the store) conspired to get him fired for being "intoxicated" at work. He had one glass of wine at lunch in October. PS -- this was in October, and it was brought to HR's attention in April. Yeah. Shady. Also, the iPhone was a pain in the butt, and I'm starting school soon. So I'm finished with Apple...for now...not opposed to going back if I go broke and I go to a different store where the evil people are not. 

One more week with the "real" job. Trying to finish the last podcast, but my co-editors are making it very difficult for me. Do this, then change that, no maybe this will work better, try this instead, what if....the previous podcasts have not been this difficult. But actually, their direction is less clear than that. I said, okay, so basically you just want me to make it better. I gotta figure out what it is that isn't clicking. Quickly. I must do this quickly. 

California from August 2-11. Giddy. Plans are close to being locked down. Giddy. 

Comfort and Will were eliminated from SYTYCD. 

This is all for now. I'm sleepy.