So, it occured to me...like, just now, that this blog has...maybe become blandly predictable. I rave, I rant, mostly about sports, and then I try to be witty about things.
BLAH.
I had, for the most part, a few things in mind when I launched this thing (with the laser-rocket arm that is my writing sensibility):
1) I will not discuss work or anyone involved. To do so would be unprofessional.
2) I will not use it as a DIRECT outlet for creative projects.
3) I will not use the lame, "this is how my day was" kind of tripe to fill space or get attention.
Okay, all three are, for the most part, sound. Number 1 is immutable. That's good. Number 2 (snickers childishly) is good, but I have to this point misinterpreted it to mean that I couldn't talk about creative projects (note the all caps denoting emphasis on direct, as in, I won't put creative work up on this site(of course, if I was quoting myself, I would have to mention that the emphasis was mine, but not mine in terms of presentation of an integrated source)). Fortunately, I haven't, so much, HAD any creative work to talk about, so that sort of took care of itself (once again, my emphasis). BUT, I am on the path back to getting shit done, so that will soon cease to be a problem, and you (whoever reads this digital rag) will get to hear about it (note the emphasis on but, by the way). I know, I'm a real mensch.
It's number three of the arbitrary and until now completely informal (and unwritten) operating points that is giving me trouble. I fully intend to keep the latter part (not to fill space or get attention), but it occurs to me that since I am such an utter failure with correspondence, I might as well keep updating the BLOG to convey that info (unconsiously typed emphasis).
So. How am I doing? Well, right now, I've had a couple glasses of wine, and I'm good. More later.
Oh, because it comes to mind: Ashley, Lacey, Kyle...I know I don't talk with y'all much, but you are missed around the office. Very much. Hope you're all doing well.
And, honestly, good wishes to all.
Okay, time for spell-check.
[update: okay, because I accidentally typed "ya'll" the first time and didn't want to get hate mail from certain readers (like...oh, I don't know...ASHLEY!?!?!) about getting it wrong, I changed it and then, out of curiosity, looked it up online. As asinine as I find wikipedia sometimes, I thought this article was interesting.]
[update 2: okay, my spell check is broken, and it's really pissing me off]
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Snow bound
Due to inclement weather, today is a 'snow day' for schools in the greater Charlotte area.
Just to clarify, it's 34 degrees and raining, with good visibility up to 2.1 miles.
Just to clarify, it's 34 degrees and raining, with good visibility up to 2.1 miles.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Let's Play Word-Image Association!
Words: Tom Brady. Goat. Illegitimate children.
Image:
Go ahead and run with it.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
and the middle finger goes to...
Take that, Vince Young.
Take that, Tony Kornheiser, Ron Jaworski, and Mike Tirico
Take that, Tennessee.
But more importantly...
SUCK IT NL MVP VOTERS.
SUCK IT NEBRASKA!!! GO BUFFS!
Take that, Tony Kornheiser, Ron Jaworski, and Mike Tirico
Take that, Tennessee.
But more importantly...
SUCK IT NL MVP VOTERS.
SUCK IT NEBRASKA!!! GO BUFFS!
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Baseball, eye gouging, and other fun diversions
Okay, so, we're not there yet. This isn't YET the NHL Western Conference in 2002 (or 2000...or 1999...), but...it's that same feeling:
"...and he scores. Five minutes gone, and the Red Wings are up 2-0.
...and he scores again. 4-0, and the Avs are in trouble now.
...7-0, and the Avs are...really...in trouble now."
Even that wasn't ROB SMASH!!! level. I didn't break any tables or anything.
I haven't stabbed myself in the eyes and/or ears with, like, shards of glass or anything. Then again, I DID have some plastic shards on hand from around the 8th inning last night when the remote control magically flew out of my hand and shattered against the wall.
Fortunately, Sarah and I managed to successfully reconstruct said remote, and we took this extremely lucky bit as a sign that it was probably time to turn the game off.
Of course, when I move several months from now, I'll find shards of plastic here and there, and that will be a fun reminder.
"...and he scores. Five minutes gone, and the Red Wings are up 2-0.
...and he scores again. 4-0, and the Avs are in trouble now.
...7-0, and the Avs are...really...in trouble now."
Even that wasn't ROB SMASH!!! level. I didn't break any tables or anything.
I haven't stabbed myself in the eyes and/or ears with, like, shards of glass or anything. Then again, I DID have some plastic shards on hand from around the 8th inning last night when the remote control magically flew out of my hand and shattered against the wall.
Fortunately, Sarah and I managed to successfully reconstruct said remote, and we took this extremely lucky bit as a sign that it was probably time to turn the game off.
Of course, when I move several months from now, I'll find shards of plastic here and there, and that will be a fun reminder.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Random observations and questions
Contrary to popular opinion, directions are not (generally) intended to be ignored.
According to iTunes, I have 3.6 days worth of music on my computer.
For what it’s worth, only 3min 32sec of it is techno.
Query: What ever happened to looking like you were working?
G.I. Joe cartoons are available from Netflix.
I found "The Chronicles of Riddick" starring Vin Diesel to be surprisingly entertaining.
“I like that song. Keep playing that song.”
In all likelihood, my apartment will continue to lack an Xbox 360 for the foreseeable future.
Not that it has much say in the matter. It had an argument with my credit card, and they’re not speaking.
Fantasy football is for losers. I can’t wait for my team to try and not lose on Sunday.
The Rockies making the World Series is less of a sign of the apocalypse (the end time, not the comic book character) than the Seahawks making the Super Bowl.
X-Men Legends II: Rise of Apocalypse features Apocalypse (the comic book character, not the end time) as the primary villain.
No, I did not buy X-Men Legends II: Rise of Apocalypse at Best Buy for $10.
That last statement was a bold faced lie.
I own one Sublime album. The same one everyone else has.
“Duran Duran is neither a Duran nor a Duran. Discuss amongst yourselves.”
The new Doctor Who theme (well...remix) is an exhilarating listen, for those who count the soundtrack amongst their 3.6 days worth of music.
Jesus, I have a lot of Led Zeppelin albums.
The Lord of the Rings is not about World War II.
I recently (as in, an hour ago) purchased the Neverwinter Nights 2 expansion pack, “Mask of the Betrayer” at Best Buy. I will not play it until I have finished my work.
Don’t believe me? Well, it’s guarded by a small teddy bear wearing a sweater with a heart on it. You try to get past that.
Okay, why hasn’t the recent wave of 80’s cartoons retro-revival trend not featured the Care Bears? Is a live action, Michael Bay adaptation soon to be announced?
I’m writing random observations and questions instead of working.
I should probably do something about that.
It occurs to me, once I get to the point where I would rather write random observations and questions than work, it’s kind of hard to go back.
Does anyone still have that stupid email I wrote in college about John Calvin, Edith Wharton, Karl Marx, and Max Weber having a gun fight which may or may not have resulted in me getting an imaginary A in my Soc class?
Subsequent efforts to write dumb emails instead of working never really quite captured the magic.
Ultimately they ended up just being stupid lists of random observations and questions.
Wait…oh, god damn it.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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