Best. Show. Ever. Redux

That was the most kick ass "Veronica Mars" since the season finale! What lunatic saves up that many bombshells for the last night of sweeps? That Rob Thomas is totally insane, in a good way. Meg is awake! And knocked up! Trina was the principal's illegitimate child? The hell? Duncan totally slept with Kendall, right? It's written all over him. Weevil and Logan are teaming up! And Mac and Beaver are gonna be the cutest couple that ever was. Oh my God, why am I still the only one watching this show?

And holy crap, next week they're going to kill someone!

Veronica Mars-athon tickets go on sale Friday... and I have no one to go with.

Austin can be ugly alright.

Our local NBC affiliate did a news story last night called "Austin's Ugly Underbelly" (watch the video just to see the apartment manager who's drunk or high or both). It was basically about one apartment complex in South Austin that's a haven for crack dealers and prostitutes. (And if there were any people in town who didn't know where to get either of those products, they do now.) At one point the reporter says:

It's the crack capital of Austin, a hotspot for whores and a haven for heroin use.

Am I the only one offended by the use of the word "whore" in a nightly newscast? It just sounds so judgemental. And that doesn't seem fair coming from the guy who got way too excited about finding condoms and crack balloons behind an apartment complex.

You look like you're goin' to a funeral.

We saw Walk the Line over the weekend, which is an insanely good movie. And there's one point in the movie where a young Johnny Cash is offerred prescription drugs by one of the members of his tour who endorses them by saying "Elvis uses them all the time". Fuckin' Elvis. And the audience titters, because of course we all know where this is headed. Not only were prescription drugs Elvis' downfall, he also apparently started Johnny Cash on the same downward spiral. It just got me thinking, who knows how many people Elvis lured to the dark side with his uppers and downers? Fuckin' Elvis. It's all his fault.

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica

I totally forgot to tell you guys (all two of you? three of you?) that my site was mentioned on Austinist last week! E was cool enough to link to my site as well as help spread the gospel of "Veronica Mars". However, I still don't have anyone who wants to go to the Veronica Mars-athon with me. What is wrong with you people?

I am geeky with excitement about Walk the Line this weekend. Why? I have no idea.

Blog at your own risk.

Last week I found out one of my fellow coworkers has a blog. The link was being passed around the support floor (not like wildfire, the gossip contained in the blog just wasn't that good) and it was said that she named names. So I checked out the blog, and she did name a few coworkers, including her opinions of them, and she did mention the name of the company. All of this probably wouldn't have elicited much comment, except the person with the blog has some enemies. So within a couple of days, there were rumors that the company might actually start enforcing their policies regarding blogs, and paranoia soon followed. I'm not completely ignorant of the fact that one should be careful what they blog about. So I try not to name the company or disparage them or my coworkers by name. I really enjoy getting a paycheck. I checked out my company's policy on blogging, and as far as I can tell it is basically: Don't blog at work. That doesn't sound too unreasonable. But still, in the last week, three coworkers have deleted their blogs, including the original one that started all the paranoia.

In the midst of all the rumors, I did a little reading up on some of the infamous bloggers who have been fired for their blogs, you know the ones: Washingtonienne, Queen of the Sky, and Dooce (as in dooced). I wasn't really worried about personally getting fired. Work rumors don't usually amount to anything, and I honestly don't think my blog is breaking any rules. Especially since I don't have any of the anger issues that would result from having a boss who orders Prada online at work.

As a result of my research, I've been reading the Dooce archives. She did a very thorough job of documenting her pregnancy, labor, and subsequent breastfeeding and sleep deprivation. However, as a result of her horrifying experiences, mine and Rob's parents can totally forget about grandchildren.

I do not understand people who talk on their cell phones while in a public bathroom- on the toilet. This is a sure sign that people are now slaves to the telephone.

Veronica Mars-athon!

The Alamo Drafthouse Downtown is having a Veronica Mars-athon! Complete with creator Rob Thomas and various stars! And the next day, they're premiering a new episode, before it airs on TV! And having a Q&A with creator and cast! This is huge. This is bigger than a Serenity premiere. Bigger than a Buffy sing-along.
Rob doesn't want to go with me, and I'm not quite geeky enough to go on my own. This is tragic.

Yo! K-Fed Raps!
"My prediction is that y'all gonna hate on the style we create, straight 2008."

We had a good number of trick-or-treaters last night, the vast majority of which seemed to be accompanied by their parents. But parents, please don't let your punk ass twelve-year-old boys go trick-or-treating without costumes and manners?

As part of the Austin Police Department's new public relations campaign, I suggest the slogan "Not Just Shooting Citizens in East Austin Anymore".

Use Nelda's Tailors at your peril.

In less that one week, I'm going to be the maid-of-honor (Or matron I guess. It's hard to know since all of the bride's attendants are married.) in my friend Jennifer's wedding. And there is the possibility that we aren't going to have anything to wear.

The bridesmaid dresses are being made by Nelda's Tailors on Airport Blvd in Austin. Nelda's is only open from 8am-5:30pm Monday through Friday and 9am-12pm on Saturdays. The tailors have had the fabric and patterns since August. All of the bridesmaids were measured at Nelda's by the end of September, beginning of October. A few weeks later, the bride was told the dresses were ready for us to go in for fittings. They never called the bridesmaids, despite having our phone numbers and having told us we'd be called when the dresses were ready. I went in to the tailor on October 22nd for my fitting only to be told that my dress wasn't ready, but the other bridesmaid dresses were. They were unable to fit me because the tailor, who works weekdays only, prefers to do that himself (no one bothered to tell the bride this when she initially made arrangements for our dresses to be made there). They asked me to make an appointment to come back during the week. The other bridesmaids who showed up for their fittings also found that their dresses were not ready. Jennifer (the stressed out bride) then called Nelda's and made arrangments for us to come in for fittings on Saturday, October 29 (eight days before the wedding).

I called that Saturday to make sure that my dress was ready for a fitting. I went in for my fitting to find that my dress was basically just pinned together in a few pieces, the only sewing done so far was a zipper. The other bridesmaid dresses were in similar shape. The tailor made some adjustments to the pinning. I asked if Tuesday morning would be too soon for me to come by for a final fitting (I was hoping to combine the fitting with a doctor's appointment so as to not have to take any further time off work) and the tailor said that was fine.

November 1st, (six days before the wedding) I show up for my fitting only to be told that my dress isn't ready and that the tailor is working on one of the other bridesmaid dresses. I was asked to come back at 4pm. Um, no. I actually work for a living and can't keep stopping by a tailor's in hopes that my dress will actually be done. At this point I'm going to have to work through lunch one day this week so that I can leave work early in hopes of getting to Nelda's Tailors before they close at 5:30pm.

Nelda's Tailors has caused numerous inconveniences, given the impression of total incompetence, and has pretty much outright lied to the entire bridal party. Jennifer's wedding is in six days, and she and her attendants will spend that time worrying that Nelda's Tailors will not finish the dresses in time.

Edited to add: There was a message left on my answering machine (so I didn't get it until I got home) November 2nd (four days before the wedding) letting me know that my dress was finished and could I come in at 1pm? Again, no. I work for a living. (I tried making it as a professional bridesmaid who has loads of free time to drop in on tailors, but I just couldn't cut it.) The message also said that they'd be giving me a $25 discount on the price of the dress. To make up for the inconveniences I suppose, or just because I'm super cute? They didn't say. So the next day I went in to pick up my dress, which was finished and does appear to fit alright. The receipt showed a discount of $20, instead of $25. But what do I care? At least Jennifer won't have naked bridesmaids.