randomly snarky - … suzie austin’s personal blog

Go ahead and smile. NSFW… unless you don’t understand English.

Managed to get the archives over here, but this theme is fairly hosed. But, nice to have the move done.

Finally getting around to moving from MoveableType to Word Press. Hoping to finish today but if not… could be looking at another week. Whoop!

NJOY looks, feels and tastes like a cigarette. Or so they say. They’re battery-operated and rather than producing real smoke, contain water which creates a "smoke-like" vapor.

I’m not sure how to feel about this. As an ex-smoker who still misses cigarettes 10 years later, I admit they pique my interest. The company’s messaging appears targeted to current smokers, but it’s interesting to think the smoking experience could exist without all the harmful effects… blink.

Nicotine amounts in NJOY range from 0mg to 18mg but the FAQ suggests nicotine without all the other carcinogens in cigarettes might be just fine. There’s even a variety of flavors: regular tobacco, menthol, apple, strawberry, and vanilla.

Tempting, right? If I did try them, I’d go for the 0-nic. But there goes the fun.

Can you blow smoke rings with vapor?

Shortly after moving to Virginia in 2001, I received a traffic ticket for speeding. I was doing 40 in a 30 on a boulevard I’d still argue should be marked 55 based on the traffic patterns. But I paid the fine and tried not to speed there again.

Sticking with the trend of relocation + ticket, I was lagged last night for turning at a red light apparently marked as No Turn on Red.

Between you and me, I’ve been turning on red at this light since early October. I guess the ticket was inevitable. But, I truly didn’t know the warning was posted, and confirmed on the way home tonight the sign is near impossible to see in the dark.

Here’s a bit of Colorado quirk: The ticket is a little over $100 and comes with 3 points. Yay. But, if I pay the ticket within 20 days, the cost drops closer to $70 and there won’t be points assessed. The "improper turn" offense will also convert to "broken headlamp." Huh?

Okay, Colorado. I’ll pay your ticket within 20 days. And I’ll fix that uh, headlamp problem, ASAP. Wink.

Is it just me, or does $500 for 5 of these gummi bear lights seem reasonable? Okay, maybe not – but they would be an adorable addition to the rec room. Alas, the money is better spent on bills, savings and donations. Dammit. 

Long time no see.

Shout out to the jackass spammers for the 915 mostly-junk comments I just flipped through. MovableType loves throwing the good stuff in with the bad, so I have to sift through them all.

HBO just did a coming-up-next promo via my DVR for Never Been Kissed (yes, I recorded this) and said it stars Drew Barrymore and Luke Wilson. But Luke Wilson isn’t in the movie.

My wireless network didn’t work tonight (well, this morning) and it took me 30 minutes to discover I’d turned off the radio on my laptop. I didn’t know that particular button even existed, and probably has for every wire-enabled laptop I’ve ever owned or used. Mildly disturbing.

We did a lot of touring today, all pretty close to home. I’m crushing on Colorado.

So, hello.

Long time no see.

Shout out to the jackass spammers for the 915 mostly-junk comments I just flipped through. MovableType loves throwing the good stuff in with the bad, so I have to sift through them all.

HBO just did a coming-up-next promo via my DVR for Never Been Kissed (yes, I recorded this) and said it stars Drew Barrymore and Luke Wilson. But Luke Wilson isn’t in the movie.

My wireless network didn’t work tonight (well, this morning) and it took me 30 minutes to discover I’d turned off the radio on my laptop. I didn’t know that particular button even existed, and probably has for every wire-enabled laptop I’ve ever owned or used. Mildly disturbing.

We did a lot of touring today, all pretty close to home. I’m crushing on Colorado.

So, hello.

It takes all kinds of critters to make ‘em.

One favorite childhood memory is more random than most: A group of friends and I snuck into the movies with borrowed older siblings to watch Motel Hell. Likely one of the campiest and crappiest horror movies ever made, it featured crazies cooking-up unsuspecting travelers as sausage. As a kid, the best part was how the victims were kept buried in the garden all veggie-like to be fed in preparation. I also loved the old guy riding a rickety bicycle around town yelling “we’re doomed, we’re doomed.”

Most of us hadn’t even hit our teens yet, so the movie was likely far more adult and interesting to us than the producers ever intended. But the fun memories of the night certainly stuck – which may have included my first cigarette, by the way.

A neat side effect of moving are the random memories generated by packing/unpacking. Not sure what exactly sparked this one, probably a combination of the move and the crap I’ve had playing in the background from FEARnet.

It takes all kinds of critters to make ‘em.

One favorite childhood memory is more random than most: A group of friends and I snuck into the movies with borrowed older siblings to watch Motel Hell. Likely one of the campiest and crappiest horror movies ever made, it featured crazies cooking-up unsuspecting travelers as sausage. As a kid, the best part was how the victims were kept buried in the garden all veggie-like to be fed in preparation. I also loved the old guy riding a rickety bicycle around town yelling “we’re doomed, we’re doomed.”

Most of us hadn’t even hit our teens yet, so the movie was likely far more adult and interesting to us than the producers ever intended. But the fun memories of the night certainly stuck – which may have included my first cigarette, by the way.

A neat side effect of moving are the random memories generated by packing/unpacking. Not sure what exactly sparked this one, probably a combination of the move and the crap I’ve had playing in the background from FEARnet.