I hate weekends. Forty-eight hours of unadulterated boredom. Sitting on the sofa, surfing through seventy-eight channels of absolute nothingness. Forraging in the refrigerator for food that doesn’t have a colony of pre-cognitive lifeforms on it. Two days of pajama pants and CNN’s People in the News. I mean, do I really care that “The DaVinci…
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The most startling indication that I have no life is my recent purchase: a used, Apple G3 desktop unit. Well, actually, it’s a bit more complicated than that, but the purchase is a good starting point. You see, I’m a subscriber to an email list–several actually. There’s the Atlantis_II list, full of fans of Ayn…
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I’ve just been swamped with work, with life. Nothing major, just no time. I’ll get caught up tomorrow or Thursday, with a major post by the weekend. md
I had a really great post about a horrid experience with a closed checkout line at the retail horror of a Hell but an unfortunate touchpad-keystroke combo wiped out three paragraphs of it. C’est la vie. I’m going to watch “Cheaper by the Dozen.” Go see “The Girl Next Door.” Now why couldn’t that have…
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Why I am so glad to be back in civilization. I don’t know quite what overcame me this morning when a friend asked me if I would like to ride with them to drop another friend off in the country. I guess it was the nostalgia of “Wow, a ride in the country on a…
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I mean it. Really. As in March 30. And I’m 27 today. Twenty-seven. That’s three-hundred and sixty-five days older than I was this time last year. I’m fifty-two weeks closer to 30, one year closer to forty. And it’s a damned shame. Why do we get “older”? That word just means obsolescence. It’s not until…
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I never wanted my blog to be the “typical blog”. You know the type: “Hi, my day was. John said X. Mary said Y. C-Ya! :~)” Yeah. That’s not this blog. Then again, I also didn’t want it to be one of these blogs: “Life is pain. Pain is life. Embrace my agony as your…
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…everywhere would be chic, spotless, and maintenance free. Every man, woman, and child would be vegans and do Yoga and cars would run on solar power. And we would all be hopelessly caught in the doldrums of poor market share and even poorer conceived advertising campaigns. (Think iPod.) However, we don’t live in the world…
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So why is it that I’m surprised that Peter Jackson’s LOTR:ROTK won 11 Academy Awards, tying the all-time greats like Titanic and some Charelton Heston movie. (Maybe Ben-Hur??) I mean, it’s not the first time a sequel goes well for the creators. So I should be happy right? I guess I’m just ambivalent about that.…
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