You guys need to be more entertaining.

I have just discovered (having received my first paycheck at the new job today), in my newly divorced single life of one income only, that I will have to cut back on my eating budget and totally delete my meager ($60/month) entertainment budget, in order to pay all my necessity bills. (I don't care what any of you say, prices and taxes in NC are waaaaayyyyy higher than in MA!)

As such, I will require free entertainment, which thusfar consists of Ovation TV and this place.

So, in order to save me from having to sit through Shockheaded Peter (which appears to consist of a gentleman dressed/made-up as a mime screaming between intermittent piano playing and tolerably quiet introspective singing) and The Legend of Leigh Bowery (which appears to be an even more strangely garbed/made-up gentleman doing who knows what??? The suspense is killing me!), I humbly request that y'all lively up the place a bit.

Ya know, if it's not too much to ask. Consider it a charitable donation, although not tax deductable. The newly poverty stricken have needs too.

Thank you in advance for your consideration.

We can still set up that webcam business for you ;)

Though in the meantime might I suggest:

www.addictinggames.com or www.kongregate.com

Hours upon hours of free entertainment available at each.

2 things...

I'm looking for someone to entertain me, not me entertain someone else. Criminy, a girl needs a break after slaving like a dog all day just to make ends meet! (Although, if I could make some money at it, it might be something to consider...)

I don't do games.

But, you may be off the hook for tonight. Shockheaded Peter just broke out the accordian. Ooooohhh, I can't resist a strange man with an accordian!!!! I have to go. ;)

I will do my German dance for you, if that helps.

Glad you're settled. Same addy?

Well, I wouldn't quite call it settled...still can't locate half of my stuff! But yes, same addy. Feel free to be entertaining or give me stock tips or mow my lawn or something. ;)

I have opinions on almost everything, as you know. More than happy to share them...

Hey! Did you ever get your toilet fixed?

Hee, hee, actually, this weird stuff on the tv is pretty entertaining. (It feels like something that would be encountered at thelyamhound's abode.) I need to be an artist!

No, I didn't get the toilet fixed yet. I just went back to wearing earplugs and now I'm in the master bedroom on the other side of the house instead of the guest bedroom, so I don't know what that toilet is up to in the middle of the night. Since my mom was here, I started wearing the earplugs again and have surmised that my being unable to sleep was largely due to hearing all those night noises that I had become so accustomed to not hearing for the past 10-15 years. I'd like to keep wearing the earplugs, but, as it turns out, I slept straight through 32 minutes of the alarm going off this morning because I couldn't hear it with the earplugs in!

Not sure if that's due to the fact that the new alarm isn't as loud as my old alarm clock used to be or the fact that it currently sits on the floor instead of next to my head, since I don't have any bedside tables...and the cat!!! I think I need a new cat. She usually wakes me up 30 min. before the alarm goes off, but today she was nowhere to be found with the thing going off forever and me being all late for work and whatnot.

All this new stuff to get used to...it's something else entirely. After I pitched a fit at my LG customer service person today, I pitched a fit at my yarn sales rep. I need some sample cones to make some fabric and it's been 1 1/2 weeks since I ordered them and the mill person still wasn't anywhere near even giving me a guestimate of when to expect them, so I made my displeasure known to the sales rep. and she promised that if the mill didn't ship by Wed. that she'd drive the stuff over herself (it's only a couple towns over).

So, with any luck, by Friday, I'll be weaving samples and looking fantastically wonderful (intelligent and designer-ish) and we can start selling some lovely fabrics and I can get a raise so I won't be poor anymore...a girl can dream, can't she??? ;)

Oh brother, I feel like a peeping Tom. Oh brother...

Nobody really feels like a peeping Tom until they go blind.

...to imagine exactly what might be transpiring at thelyamhound’s abode on any given night. I’m thinking it seldom involves the TV, though. Artistic instruments and costumes, now those are more reasonable possibilities. All in good fun, though, all in good fun.

Good luck on getting your supplies and whatnot. There nothing wrong with dreaming a little dream now and then. Nothing at all...

But you are an artist already, aren't you?

Maybe some noise-cancelling headphones instead of the earplugs? Might be calming without being quite so isolating.

Sweet dreams.

Well, this tv station, I think, is about as close as a person can get to being at thelyamhound's place without actually being there. ;)

It's an interesting station. I had never heard of it and haven't yet found anyone else who has heard of it.

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http://www.ovationtv.com/

Who'd have thought that coming out of the liberal bastion of MA that I would have landed (by pure luck and coincidence, even!) in a place that has so much weird, arty cultural stuff.

Between this tv station and the local radio station,

http://www.wsge.org/

I'm practically covered up in art and culture and being exposed to all sorts of stuff that I wouldn't have even imagined I could find in a major northeastern city.

I think I'm going to like it here, as soon as I get some furniture and rugs. Criminy, I had the tv on in the living room - which is like a giant cave because it has nothing much besides the tv in it - and from the computer room, the echo is so loud and non-directional that it sounds like someone blasting a megaphone from outside. It's a very strange sensation...so I turned the tv down a bit. Shockheaded Peter was really getting quite irritating with the intermittent screaming, I figured my neighbours may think I was being murdered.

But, no, sadly, I am not an artist at the moment. According to my teachers (who I am sure lifted it from somewhere else), you are what you do. So I am a lowly designer of commercial schlock currently, not an artist.

I think I need the isolation to sleep...crickets and trains passing just aren't doing it for me. I did pass by one of those vendors at the show in Miami - with the nature-noise cd's to soothe one into a restful sleep. It made me laugh when I was passing by the booth and the lovely gentleman manning the station said that a girl with such a beautiful smile should have something sweet, so he gave me an organic chocolate bar with pistachios and toffee. It was pretty good! All those years of good dental care really come in handy. ;)

Sweet dreams to you too, my dear. I suppose I should toddle off to bed, since tomorrow I have to go get my NC license and registration so that I can get a PO box (and a cheaper rate on my car insurance - at least that's what I've been promised), which apparently you have to pass some kind of FBI/CIA screening to get down here - very bizarre. Two forms of picture ID and at least 2 items of mail with the new address as proof of residency. (And wouldn't you know that my bloody mortgage bill has my previous address on it!) But now I have the gas and the electric bill, so I'm good to go...and a paycheck too!

Maybe poverty and loneliness will not be so intolerable after all. :)

I found this video recently through the vagaries of teh intarweb, and I guess it's just silly enough to make me grin and not turn it off. May you find some entertainment from it, at least.

If that doesn't work, maybe I can tell the story of why I can't stand college football.

That's not soooo silly...I actually own this. (Whatever happened to Pizzicato 5? I think I still have my fan club membership card in my wallet.):

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Can't stand college football...I thought that was just a given...ya know, for liberal, left-wing, baby-killing christophobes?