Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Monday, February 04, 2008
nothin to do but scratch words in the dirt
Monday again? I swear I just went through this last week.
Work is work. Some days I stay until 9pm, some days I leave 'early' at 6pm. It's always interesting, and mostly good.
My anal-retentiveness knows no bounds. I'm re-organizing my comic collection because the free software I downloaded isn't that great - so I'm excel spreadsheeting it a little each night. I've gotten through the E's and completed 2 boxes so far, so maybe it will be something I can check off my list by the end of the week. I doubt it - it's hard to get motivated for this kind of thing, because it's not fun (just necessary).
Yesterday night when most people were watching the superbowl, I was playing Halo. I had a theory - that most of the red-blooded meat-eating football-loving halo players (especially the good ones) would be watching football, which would allow me to crush their kids online. That theory wasn't exactly true, but I didn't get totally slaughtered (which was nice) and I also met some cool people online and have since made some new friends. As much as Rock has gotten me addicted to halo (before I was just enjoying it - now he's got me playing it every day) we recently ran into the wall (of assbeatery) so we were considering COD4 or TF2. I don't think I will be able to make the switch though, unless when I'm playing halo I see a baby crawling on the ceiling towards me.
As much as I like the TV series 'Jericho', I'm having a hard time with some of the bad acting and blatant 'easyplot' issues. On the flipside, the bad acting and such doesnt deter me from really enjoying it. I'm only 4 episodes in, so we shall see if that continues.
Favorite commercial during the Superbowl? It definitely wasn't the GoDaddy tripe, which was the only commercial I really wanted to see. No, honestly it was the Iron Man movie - even though Iron Man isn't on my short list of fav heroes, showing some bad-assery with Audioslave's "Cochise" playing is a sure way to get me to throw the horns up.
Alright, I gotta jet and do a little work.
Dys
Work is work. Some days I stay until 9pm, some days I leave 'early' at 6pm. It's always interesting, and mostly good.
My anal-retentiveness knows no bounds. I'm re-organizing my comic collection because the free software I downloaded isn't that great - so I'm excel spreadsheeting it a little each night. I've gotten through the E's and completed 2 boxes so far, so maybe it will be something I can check off my list by the end of the week. I doubt it - it's hard to get motivated for this kind of thing, because it's not fun (just necessary).
Yesterday night when most people were watching the superbowl, I was playing Halo. I had a theory - that most of the red-blooded meat-eating football-loving halo players (especially the good ones) would be watching football, which would allow me to crush their kids online. That theory wasn't exactly true, but I didn't get totally slaughtered (which was nice) and I also met some cool people online and have since made some new friends. As much as Rock has gotten me addicted to halo (before I was just enjoying it - now he's got me playing it every day) we recently ran into the wall (of assbeatery) so we were considering COD4 or TF2. I don't think I will be able to make the switch though, unless when I'm playing halo I see a baby crawling on the ceiling towards me.
As much as I like the TV series 'Jericho', I'm having a hard time with some of the bad acting and blatant 'easyplot' issues. On the flipside, the bad acting and such doesnt deter me from really enjoying it. I'm only 4 episodes in, so we shall see if that continues.
Favorite commercial during the Superbowl? It definitely wasn't the GoDaddy tripe, which was the only commercial I really wanted to see. No, honestly it was the Iron Man movie - even though Iron Man isn't on my short list of fav heroes, showing some bad-assery with Audioslave's "Cochise" playing is a sure way to get me to throw the horns up.
Alright, I gotta jet and do a little work.
Dys
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
I waited my whole life to 'arrive', but when the time came life passed me by
figure out where that's from and I will give you a shiny gold doubloon. Really, a doubloon. I killed a pirate king a while ago and I got all his doubloons, and apparently BestBuy doesn't accept them. Go figure.
It's T-25 now - I've got a big presentation at 12pm that I've been working on the past 3 days. I started Monday night, worked until 7:30pm - Tuesday I worked all day on this beast until 9:15pm (a nice 12 hour day) - and this morning I finished off the remaining two slides about 11am. Now I'm just in a holding pattern until the meeting - which will probably suck.
I went skiing this weekend! I had never gone before, so I was a little apprehensive - but it shares a lot of similarities with rollerblading (a fact which Carrie has probably heard like 600 times. Poor woman. Seriously, if you want to mess with her, tell her you heard skiing is like rollerblading - but Im not responsible if she snaps and punches you) so I was teh awesomes. By the end of the day I was shooting down the slopes like a ninja...on skis? The best lesson I learned during rollerblading that I put into use was to not be afraid of falling. Esp because the only thing I had a really hard time with at first was slowing down/stopping, so I would bail out to avoid shooting off the mountain.
Anyway, the comics are calling - I will come back later.
Dys
It's T-25 now - I've got a big presentation at 12pm that I've been working on the past 3 days. I started Monday night, worked until 7:30pm - Tuesday I worked all day on this beast until 9:15pm (a nice 12 hour day) - and this morning I finished off the remaining two slides about 11am. Now I'm just in a holding pattern until the meeting - which will probably suck.
I went skiing this weekend! I had never gone before, so I was a little apprehensive - but it shares a lot of similarities with rollerblading (a fact which Carrie has probably heard like 600 times. Poor woman. Seriously, if you want to mess with her, tell her you heard skiing is like rollerblading - but Im not responsible if she snaps and punches you) so I was teh awesomes. By the end of the day I was shooting down the slopes like a ninja...on skis? The best lesson I learned during rollerblading that I put into use was to not be afraid of falling. Esp because the only thing I had a really hard time with at first was slowing down/stopping, so I would bail out to avoid shooting off the mountain.
Anyway, the comics are calling - I will come back later.
Dys
Thursday, January 24, 2008
The fish passed me by led by fish hooks, I hit pop flies and caught their strange looks
2 Skinnee J's - always eclectic, mostly intelligent
I may have received my funniest prank call ever last night. Tell you more? I'd be glad to! My personal cell rang last night about 7pm - as the caller ID said 'restricted', I figured it was some telemarketer so I picked up (my curiosity will be the death of me one day).
Me: This is Tom. (It's a habit from work, I answer phone calls I don't know with my name)
Caller: Hi, this is Jessica with the Loudoun County Sheriff's Office. We'd like to ask you some questions.
Me: (thinking this will be asking for a donation) Sure, fire away.
Jessica: Well, we've had several complaints about you hanging out at elementary school playgrounds and taking pictures
Me: (Laughing hysterically) I don't know who you are, but bravo - this is hilarious!
Jessica: (totally serious) Sir this isn't hysterical, this is creepy. We'd like to send some officers over to talk with you.
Me: (still laughing) Sure, send 'em on over!
Jessica: Do you have any weapons?
Me: (wait a minute, that sounds like a valid question) Nope
Jessica: And will you be home tonight?
Me: Yep, all night.
Jessica: Ok sir, someone will be by shortly.
[phone call ends]
Now, I laughed my ass off - but a little tiny part of me worried that I had made light of an actual phone call, and that the police would be at my door directly. I am happy to say that no one showed up last night to arrest me or accuse me of being creepy. The worst part is that I have no clue who did that great prank call or why - I didn't recognize the voice, the number was restricted, and none of my friends who usually do this type of thing were in on it. I called the usual suspects to congratulate them on their genius, but they honestly had no idea what I was talking about (either that or they have become the best actors ever). So, I guess it's one of those things that will come out a few years from now, and we will all have a good laugh.
Gone to take some pictures,
Dys
I may have received my funniest prank call ever last night. Tell you more? I'd be glad to! My personal cell rang last night about 7pm - as the caller ID said 'restricted', I figured it was some telemarketer so I picked up (my curiosity will be the death of me one day).
Me: This is Tom. (It's a habit from work, I answer phone calls I don't know with my name)
Caller: Hi, this is Jessica with the Loudoun County Sheriff's Office. We'd like to ask you some questions.
Me: (thinking this will be asking for a donation) Sure, fire away.
Jessica: Well, we've had several complaints about you hanging out at elementary school playgrounds and taking pictures
Me: (Laughing hysterically) I don't know who you are, but bravo - this is hilarious!
Jessica: (totally serious) Sir this isn't hysterical, this is creepy. We'd like to send some officers over to talk with you.
Me: (still laughing) Sure, send 'em on over!
Jessica: Do you have any weapons?
Me: (wait a minute, that sounds like a valid question) Nope
Jessica: And will you be home tonight?
Me: Yep, all night.
Jessica: Ok sir, someone will be by shortly.
[phone call ends]
Now, I laughed my ass off - but a little tiny part of me worried that I had made light of an actual phone call, and that the police would be at my door directly. I am happy to say that no one showed up last night to arrest me or accuse me of being creepy. The worst part is that I have no clue who did that great prank call or why - I didn't recognize the voice, the number was restricted, and none of my friends who usually do this type of thing were in on it. I called the usual suspects to congratulate them on their genius, but they honestly had no idea what I was talking about (either that or they have become the best actors ever). So, I guess it's one of those things that will come out a few years from now, and we will all have a good laugh.
Gone to take some pictures,
Dys
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Changes in Lattitudes, Changes in Attitudes
Whew.
Physical therapy would be so much easier if I didn't have to actually do it. The heating pads are great, I like those - but when he tried to rip my shoulder out of it's socket I was having second thoughts.
I would like to brag on myself that I sent random flowers to my wife today. Random because there was no special occasion, not random like I put weeds from the side of the road in a box and sent them.
Why do they schedule so many meetings, and when am I supposed to get work done? I miss the days when I wasn't important. Those were good days - I could go catch a movie accross the street and not miss anything, and when I came back people would always think I was working late and they'd be like "Man, you are a hard worker!". I always giggled at that, personally.
[/randomness]
Dys
Physical therapy would be so much easier if I didn't have to actually do it. The heating pads are great, I like those - but when he tried to rip my shoulder out of it's socket I was having second thoughts.
I would like to brag on myself that I sent random flowers to my wife today. Random because there was no special occasion, not random like I put weeds from the side of the road in a box and sent them.
Why do they schedule so many meetings, and when am I supposed to get work done? I miss the days when I wasn't important. Those were good days - I could go catch a movie accross the street and not miss anything, and when I came back people would always think I was working late and they'd be like "Man, you are a hard worker!". I always giggled at that, personally.
[/randomness]
Dys
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Take a ride, take a shot now
[10:00]Ah, good ole Portishead. I had this song years ago, then lost it in one of the computer disasters. I had forgotten about it until a random car ride, wherein I re-discovered the mellow grooves of "Dummy" (the entire album) and in particular "Sour Times" (the song from which the post's title came from).
[10:30]I'm not sure, but I think someone subscribed me to a popcorn mailing list. That's just evil, folks.
[14:00]While this weekend was enjoyable, I can't help but feel like something was missing.
[20:00]"This job turns young men old, and old men into corpses."
[10:30]I'm not sure, but I think someone subscribed me to a popcorn mailing list. That's just evil, folks.
[14:00]While this weekend was enjoyable, I can't help but feel like something was missing.
[20:00]"This job turns young men old, and old men into corpses."
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Saw this sentence and had to post:
[The game "Mass Effect"] With it's "over the net" capabilities virtual orgasmic rape is just the push of a button away.
I'm curious as to why the author threw 'orgasmic' in there. I mean, I would have totally got 'virtual rape' - hell, I'm the guy that a couple of months ago randomly used the term "victory rape" - I don't remember the exact context but I think I lost and I felt violated. But I don't know, the orgasmic thing has got me thrown there. Would orgasmic rape be worse than regular rape? Is it like rape and rape light?
Dys
[The game "Mass Effect"] With it's "over the net" capabilities virtual orgasmic rape is just the push of a button away.
I'm curious as to why the author threw 'orgasmic' in there. I mean, I would have totally got 'virtual rape' - hell, I'm the guy that a couple of months ago randomly used the term "victory rape" - I don't remember the exact context but I think I lost and I felt violated. But I don't know, the orgasmic thing has got me thrown there. Would orgasmic rape be worse than regular rape? Is it like rape and rape light?
Dys
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