Thursday, October 30, 2003
It's possible that Clare and I are one and the same. We're like Clark Kent and Superman. I mean, really, have you ever seen the two of us in the same place? (I realize that 3/4 of my readership is now loudly exclaiming "YES!", but that other 1/4 is thinking, "hmmm. now that you mention it..." Please don't ruin it for them, or me.)
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
More signs that I'm getting older
*"Checking out" a woman now involves a look to the ring finger.
*"Checking out" now involves a woman (as opposed to a girl, see.)
*If you ask for my contact information I'll give you a business card.
*I pick up cleaning supplies and side dishes on my commute from work.
*I intend to use said cleaning supplies and said side dishes.
*I have been asked to help out as a "coach" for an Ultimate team because of my many years of experience.
*I listen to NPR more, trust the government less and wonder if I have the proper asset allocation.
*"Checking out" a woman now involves a look to the ring finger.
*"Checking out" now involves a woman (as opposed to a girl, see.)
*If you ask for my contact information I'll give you a business card.
*I pick up cleaning supplies and side dishes on my commute from work.
*I intend to use said cleaning supplies and said side dishes.
*I have been asked to help out as a "coach" for an Ultimate team because of my many years of experience.
*I listen to NPR more, trust the government less and wonder if I have the proper asset allocation.
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
I can't even spell bischotti
I attempted a roast last night. I'll pretend it's a blur and say I know there was bleeding (uncooked meat''ll do that) and there were nearly tears. There was definitely cursing. I remember the rice had to become an appetizer for the pizza. Eventually I got the hunk of meat done, but by then it was too late. On the bright side, I have a whole roast waiting for me tonight.
I attempted a roast last night. I'll pretend it's a blur and say I know there was bleeding (uncooked meat''ll do that) and there were nearly tears. There was definitely cursing. I remember the rice had to become an appetizer for the pizza. Eventually I got the hunk of meat done, but by then it was too late. On the bright side, I have a whole roast waiting for me tonight.
Monday, October 27, 2003
Sunday, October 26, 2003
Matter and antimatter
What happens when all your friends get blogs? And they talk about their blogs and the relationships of those blogs and pretty soon blogs become another topic of conversation like politics, or mating or sports. And so in addition to group dynamics you now have blog dynamics. What happens when you realize that reading your friends' blogs is not something you want to do on a regular basis because it turns out that maybe you really didn't want to be in their head because on paper they sound lots different or not different enough or because it freaks you out a little that they really can't remember to eat. How can that be when you're hungry right now and you just ate massive amounts of chicken and biscuits? And maybe it's hard on you because now all of your blog stories are off limits or have significantly less impact because everyone has already read them. Then what? I don't have that much to say usually and so if I blog about something and then don't get to talk about it, what's left?
And what happened to Paul that he would call it weird to meet someone whose blog you read? Which by the way I took as a warning of sorts.
My head probably won't explode, but it's getting closer
What happens when all your friends get blogs? And they talk about their blogs and the relationships of those blogs and pretty soon blogs become another topic of conversation like politics, or mating or sports. And so in addition to group dynamics you now have blog dynamics. What happens when you realize that reading your friends' blogs is not something you want to do on a regular basis because it turns out that maybe you really didn't want to be in their head because on paper they sound lots different or not different enough or because it freaks you out a little that they really can't remember to eat. How can that be when you're hungry right now and you just ate massive amounts of chicken and biscuits? And maybe it's hard on you because now all of your blog stories are off limits or have significantly less impact because everyone has already read them. Then what? I don't have that much to say usually and so if I blog about something and then don't get to talk about it, what's left?
And what happened to Paul that he would call it weird to meet someone whose blog you read? Which by the way I took as a warning of sorts.
My head probably won't explode, but it's getting closer
Friday, October 24, 2003
Thursday, October 23, 2003
Wednesday, October 22, 2003
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
To make a short story long
I've used this and the new expression "Life is Burritoful" (Thanks Chipotle) far too many times in the last 4 days. The funny thing is I almost never manage to make my short stories long. I can barely manage to make my long stories long. I think this is why people figure I'm a good listener. Little do they realize that I'm just trying to string together enough words to make it a "conversation" when they take their next breath.
I'm an ok listener, but Life is Burritoful.
I've used this and the new expression "Life is Burritoful" (Thanks Chipotle) far too many times in the last 4 days. The funny thing is I almost never manage to make my short stories long. I can barely manage to make my long stories long. I think this is why people figure I'm a good listener. Little do they realize that I'm just trying to string together enough words to make it a "conversation" when they take their next breath.
I'm an ok listener, but Life is Burritoful.
Monday, October 20, 2003
Fate strikes again
For the second time in a year the Ultimate team I left is going to Nationals. Last spring it was Leadbelly of Ohio State heading to Texas and now the Mixed team Flicks of Fury is on its way to Florida. It is hard for me to be too down about this because I know in both cases I did the right thing. I came to D.C. rather than languish in grad school and I quit a team that I didn't enjoy. Part of growing up is making decisions like this. I am a wizened twenty-something unencumbered by the glory of National Ultimate. Or some would say, I am a fool. I can only hope that my opportunities have not passed me by, like so many...Cubs.
For the second time in a year the Ultimate team I left is going to Nationals. Last spring it was Leadbelly of Ohio State heading to Texas and now the Mixed team Flicks of Fury is on its way to Florida. It is hard for me to be too down about this because I know in both cases I did the right thing. I came to D.C. rather than languish in grad school and I quit a team that I didn't enjoy. Part of growing up is making decisions like this. I am a wizened twenty-something unencumbered by the glory of National Ultimate. Or some would say, I am a fool. I can only hope that my opportunities have not passed me by, like so many...Cubs.
Sunday, October 19, 2003
Thought bubbles in my comic strip
-I don't look as good in pictures as I used to.
-Winning isn't everything. Maybe I am just a glory-hungry, selfish Ultimate player.
- My feelings on the kind of book that Lamb: The Gospel according to Biff, Jesus' Childhood pal was best summed up by the author in the last section when he said that he certainly took some liberties with history to add to the story but for this book he felt it was a good thing to do because he really needed to answer the question, "What would Jesus have been like if he had known kung-fu?"
-I think there is a market for a Real Simple for men. Then again maybe that's just the metrosexual in me rearing its head.
-"You go girl" has lost a lot of its oomph.
-I don't look as good in pictures as I used to.
-Winning isn't everything. Maybe I am just a glory-hungry, selfish Ultimate player.
- My feelings on the kind of book that Lamb: The Gospel according to Biff, Jesus' Childhood pal was best summed up by the author in the last section when he said that he certainly took some liberties with history to add to the story but for this book he felt it was a good thing to do because he really needed to answer the question, "What would Jesus have been like if he had known kung-fu?"
-I think there is a market for a Real Simple for men. Then again maybe that's just the metrosexual in me rearing its head.
-"You go girl" has lost a lot of its oomph.
Friday, October 17, 2003
My real life and my bloguniverse are on a collision course: An advertisment
Identical cousins is good for a laugh.
Just like therapy is good for all of you practicing psychiatrists.
When you read the title of this post please pronounce advertisment like it is spelled. I think that will add the sophistication that this post might otherwise lack.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Identical cousins is good for a laugh.
Just like therapy is good for all of you practicing psychiatrists.
When you read the title of this post please pronounce advertisment like it is spelled. I think that will add the sophistication that this post might otherwise lack.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Thursday, October 16, 2003
And speaking of family...
AARP and I must be siblings because my parents are retired teachers and AARP's parent is retired teachers (NRTA). Not only that, but I too have the power to make it better. Then again, so do you. Maybe we're all one big family dodging furry twinkies in this zany little game called life.
Come on, let's have a big group hug
AARP and I must be siblings because my parents are retired teachers and AARP's parent is retired teachers (NRTA). Not only that, but I too have the power to make it better. Then again, so do you. Maybe we're all one big family dodging furry twinkies in this zany little game called life.
Come on, let's have a big group hug
Wednesday, October 15, 2003
Beware of the Furry Twinkies
Talk about strange emails. My cousin Kelly, who likes to center her emails and use multiple colors anyway, just wrote me an email that involved at least three references to Furry Twinkies. Not just any Furry Twinkies either, these desserts were flying and quite dangerous, I assume by the number of times she told me to DUCK. This might seem especially odd to some people, but I think there is a little furry Twinkie in all my relatives.
Talk about strange emails. My cousin Kelly, who likes to center her emails and use multiple colors anyway, just wrote me an email that involved at least three references to Furry Twinkies. Not just any Furry Twinkies either, these desserts were flying and quite dangerous, I assume by the number of times she told me to DUCK. This might seem especially odd to some people, but I think there is a little furry Twinkie in all my relatives.
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
Consider
There are over 500,000 people my age (25-34) in D.C. according to USA Today.
75% of men in D.C. are bisexual according to two girls in a bar.
Dancing may prevent the onset of Alzheimers' according to some study somewhere.
I am a better dancer by myself than with a partner according to Kim.
All of that together leads me to believe that I should be able to find someone (man or woman) my age to dance with in this town and if I do, it could make my later years more productive, but if I don't find anyone to dance with I'll dance better anyway.
There are over 500,000 people my age (25-34) in D.C. according to USA Today.
75% of men in D.C. are bisexual according to two girls in a bar.
Dancing may prevent the onset of Alzheimers' according to some study somewhere.
I am a better dancer by myself than with a partner according to Kim.
All of that together leads me to believe that I should be able to find someone (man or woman) my age to dance with in this town and if I do, it could make my later years more productive, but if I don't find anyone to dance with I'll dance better anyway.
Monday, October 13, 2003
Sunday, October 12, 2003
I'm bloggin the suburbs
Things I have to say about New York and my experiences near:
-The city is huge. It's not like I'm coming from Idalia, Colorado here. I took the train from Washington D.C. New York makes D.C. feel down home.
-My Aunt and Uncle spoil me. The only times I ever have warm breakfasts are in this joint.
-Phantom of the Opera has too much opera. I realize this exposes my uncultured underbelly once and for all, but give me tap dancing anyday. I will grant the second act is superior to the first.
-Broadway shows are nifty. We should go to one.
-Kate Beckinsale in Serendipity- Yummy.
-I have got to get out. There are people all around and some of them look interesting.
Blog on.
Things I have to say about New York and my experiences near:
-The city is huge. It's not like I'm coming from Idalia, Colorado here. I took the train from Washington D.C. New York makes D.C. feel down home.
-My Aunt and Uncle spoil me. The only times I ever have warm breakfasts are in this joint.
-Phantom of the Opera has too much opera. I realize this exposes my uncultured underbelly once and for all, but give me tap dancing anyday. I will grant the second act is superior to the first.
-Broadway shows are nifty. We should go to one.
-Kate Beckinsale in Serendipity- Yummy.
-I have got to get out. There are people all around and some of them look interesting.
Blog on.
Saturday, October 11, 2003
Thanks Blogs
The wonderful world of blogs has lead me to my second reunion of real people --this one in the Big Apple. Anne and Paul took me to Scruffy McDuffy's and Doyles and the Staten Island Ferry last night. And it was blogs that kept me in touch. Because of this wacky technology I knew that neither had gone off the deep end. Good people change, grow up (Ladies- that Pauly not shore is 2nd only to Taye Diggs) but they stay good people.
Thanks AARP
For sending me to Jersey. It was not New Orleans. It was not Nashville. It's only redeeming quality was that the volunteers I help support are amazing.
The wonderful world of blogs has lead me to my second reunion of real people --this one in the Big Apple. Anne and Paul took me to Scruffy McDuffy's and Doyles and the Staten Island Ferry last night. And it was blogs that kept me in touch. Because of this wacky technology I knew that neither had gone off the deep end. Good people change, grow up (Ladies- that Pauly not shore is 2nd only to Taye Diggs) but they stay good people.
Thanks AARP
For sending me to Jersey. It was not New Orleans. It was not Nashville. It's only redeeming quality was that the volunteers I help support are amazing.
Sunday, October 05, 2003
I always knew I liked accents
Taking Clare and Aaron's advice I watched the British Coupling last night and the word I repeated most often was "DUMBFOUNDED" as in "I am dumbfounded". How could NBC screw up so much? Using virtually the same script (of course removing several of the funnier bits) NBC has taken a funny show and made it awkward, uncomfortable and dirty. Just like my new bed, except for the uncomfortable part. But man is it dirrty, me-OW.
Taking Clare and Aaron's advice I watched the British Coupling last night and the word I repeated most often was "DUMBFOUNDED" as in "I am dumbfounded". How could NBC screw up so much? Using virtually the same script (of course removing several of the funnier bits) NBC has taken a funny show and made it awkward, uncomfortable and dirty. Just like my new bed, except for the uncomfortable part. But man is it dirrty, me-OW.
There’s no place like home
Last Saturday I piled my stuff into a car and a half and moved it across town to my new place where with some assistance I managed to plop it into the room in under 20 minutes. 2 days and no furniture later my stuff still looks rather plopped. The Carriage House, as we like to call it, is taking shape quite nicely because Reuben owns everything you could ever need.
I’ve already managed to have two near-disasters resulting from our new appliances. Are toilets appliances? The toilet scare resulted from IHOP omelets and the lack of a plunger. It’s amazing what a stick from the yard can do. The second scare was caused by a brand new oven. It turns out that you should not cook or even preheat your instruction book. We checked the warm instruction book after peeling off the melted plastic and no where in the book does it say “Don’t cook me”. Still, I don’t recommend it. The house smelled funny for a while, but the PastaBake tasted fine.
Stay tuned for more adventures in bachelorhood.
Last Saturday I piled my stuff into a car and a half and moved it across town to my new place where with some assistance I managed to plop it into the room in under 20 minutes. 2 days and no furniture later my stuff still looks rather plopped. The Carriage House, as we like to call it, is taking shape quite nicely because Reuben owns everything you could ever need.
I’ve already managed to have two near-disasters resulting from our new appliances. Are toilets appliances? The toilet scare resulted from IHOP omelets and the lack of a plunger. It’s amazing what a stick from the yard can do. The second scare was caused by a brand new oven. It turns out that you should not cook or even preheat your instruction book. We checked the warm instruction book after peeling off the melted plastic and no where in the book does it say “Don’t cook me”. Still, I don’t recommend it. The house smelled funny for a while, but the PastaBake tasted fine.
Stay tuned for more adventures in bachelorhood.
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