I doodled that before Jamie left for Ohio. She's going up there to help her Grandma adjust to life in the nursing home and to assist with the sorting of all her posessions. That translates to me being a free man until Monday. Maybe it'll be roofies and some virgin coeds. Maybe it'll be a trip to Vegas. Most likely it'll be me unearthing an old video game for the computer or working on some arrangements. Man, getting old is the worst.
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Had Ab not taken a big dump in her cage today might have been the most relaxing day of my "Career-Mike" period. Work went smoothly. I got paid and had a nice lunch at Olive Garden with Chris. Afternoon-work was a breeze. Chris and I got to enjoy a beautiful evening while drinking coffee before we went to CompUSA for their Midnight Madness sale. After rebates, I spent about spent about $200 on me and $10 on Jamie. I now have a new wireless connection in the house, double the RAM in the desktop and a new 80G USB Hard Drive so I can keep all my work stuff on it, which will make using the laptop and the desktop equally a heck of a lot easier. After CompUSA Chris, Michael and I hung out. It was a good day.
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Enjoy your raft trip back to Miami you hoodlums. You come up here with your tripped out hoopdies wearing your gold chains and stealing our TVs and now it's time for you to go. Oh sure, there were a TON of you at the game. Probably a good 1/8 of the crowd. Yep, you were all bowing at Devon Hester on the first kick-off thinking he was going to run it back for a touch down. But oh no. That didn't happen. There was silence--a deafening silence only worsened by your fake gold jewlery gleaming in the lights of Doak Campbell Stadium. You had some creative T-shirts and signs: the word Choke spelled out like on a Coke can...all the green and orange signs that screamed WIDE RIGHT!!! but it didn't matter. Not for us anyway, since you were the team that couldn't get off three field goals. We did our best to give you the game. Our offense anyway. You know it's bad when the collective statement from the FSU crowd is: Would it be nice if Chris Rix enrolled for a masters degree? Do we care you had twice the yardage? Hell no we don't. Do we care that we missed a field goal? Hell no we don't. All we care about is that you're now back in Miami and we won't have to see your ugly-guy hot-girl couples for another year. See ya.
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What happened to me!!! I distinctly recall being smart as recently as a few months ago. Jamie's taking the LSAT. I was in the 99th percentile in the now-defunct Analytical section of the GRE. You might think I would be able to aid her in the studying of the Logic portion of the LSAT. But no. I don't know what happened. I do the Sudoku puzzles every day and can crank out a 4-star one in about five minutes. I write code that depends on conditions being true or not. No nuclear warheads have launched because I've made mistakes. Yet when I sat down with the LSAT practice book practically dripping with arrogance it didn't happen. Not at all. I know you're thinking: *I* rule at those logic puzzles. Not these you don't. These aren't the same ones you do in cars on vacation. These don't have one answer for everywhere spot on your grid (grids are for losers, by the way). What are killer are the ones that are not only opened ended but have the word "not" in them. Find the one that ISN'T the right answer. Goddamit. And what sucks even worse is that unlike the questions on the GRE that allowed you to not have to check all the possible answers once you found the right one, on the LSAT you have to find the ones that are MORE right. I've learned a lot about lawyers though. And reaffirmed that I have no desire to be one.
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I secretly received the new Family Guy movie. Thanks Mystery Person X! Since I've been sick all day I decided to lop out a block of time in the middle of the day to watch it. And my God, Chompy--it's great. How could you not love Stewie and Steve Bartman at the Cubs game? I mean seriously. I'm not sure when they're releasing it but I'll probably go see it in the theatre just to make sure that they're getting rich off me.
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If you've never played Slime Volleyball it's pretty fun. Maybe not if you were born after like 1985 and have high expectations for video games but if you've got like 10 minutes or are on a boring call give it a try. I've never beaten the last guy even though I've logged many an hour on the game. There's an easier version of the game (Slime Socer) if you don't care for the original volleyball.
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This afternoon Jamie had some show on called like Date My Mom. I can't remember exactly what it was and since I've been sitting at my computer all day I'm not really feeling too inclined to look it up. Maybe it's like Meet Me Mom And Possibly Date Me. Anyway, it works something like this: some person goes on three dates with the mom of each potential mate and then the contestant picks one mom and gets her girl. It was really horrible and watching five minutes made me unsure whether to laugh at the people that watch that crap or mourn the death of culture in America. Anyway, I had much better idea for a Reality TV Show. Once that's based in reality.
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Ouch. Take that Division 2-A Citadel. Yeah, yeah, you were winning at one point. Big deal. We ripped your ass off in the 3rd quarter and didn't give it back until the end of the game. Your fans were good-spirited enough so you're welcome to come back any time y'all want. Ricky and Tami came over before the game and we grilled out. Tami used to be a mascot! Can you believe that? From her stories there is NO way I'd ever put on an outfit like that.
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Where was I on 9/11? Well let me tell you. I had woken up at 6:00am to "work out". It was Day 1 of my new routine which was going to involve eating a couple bowls of Corn Flakes, some fruit and vitamins and doing push ups. I decided to watch Judge Joe Brown while I was doing this. I only did about three push-ups before I called it a day. I only had a little Goodwill TV which was sitting on a hexagonal end table (the extent of my furniture at the time) so I sat on the floor and watched poor people bicker and say things like "Dontchu tell my dogs to shut up!" Eventually I saw the first plane hit and I distinctly remembering thinking how someone could miss the World Trade Center. Dumbass. Then the second one hit--uh oh. I figured the world was coming to an end but I still went to class. After our first class FSU cancelled classes and we all stood outside in the breezeway. Dr. Spencer walked by and said something witty. Then we went home. My only other 9/11 memory is everyone coming over to my apartment when SNL did their first show afterwards. Paul Simon played The Boxer and the trumpet player screwed up. Ta-da.
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Oh my God, Chompy. When is enough enough? How many more ribbons can be made? Listen, I'd like to eradicate all of these terrible diseases but come on. Just because I wear a red ribbon (AIDS/HIV, Heart Disease, Drunk Driving, Lymphoma, MADD, DARE) doesn't make me want it any more than anyone else. What happens once everyone is aware of everything? We all live in bubbles? Because we saw a blue ribbon? (Child Abuse, Colon Cancer, Education, Free Speech, Reyes Syndrome, Victim Rights, Water Quality) And what happens when even see one now?
Man in Park: I see you're wearing a Green Ribbon.
Woman: Yes, it's for my son--he's depressed.
Man: Lucky you--I figured he was he was retarded hippie.
Woman: Those contribute to his depression.
Woman at PTA Meeting: So I'm wearing my pink ribbon again now that I got my kid back from that Foster Home.
Old man wearing lavendar ribbon: Go to hell.
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Let me ask you a question. How much money is enough for you? To live very comfortably for the rest of your life? Let's find out. Most of us are in are mid to late 20s. Let's say we're 25 and we plan to live until we're 80. We now have 55 years of spending of ahead of us. First we need a house. And not just any house--a comfortable house. Something like 2500 square feet. And we don't want to live just anywhere--we want something good. Let's take Moorestown, NJ--the best place to live in America in 2005. So we've now spent $275,000. Let's take a generous hearty $120/mo for utilities--around $80,000 for your life. You gotta eat. I eat a lot and spend about $500 a month; another $330,000. Ok...food...water...shelter...oh right, cars. You're going to buy at least five more cars and since we're living comfortably we might as well spend $25,000 per car ($125,000). Now for the luxuries. Cable TV/Internet will run you about $100/mo ($65,000), your home furnishings and upkeep another $5k/yr ($275,000). Went to school? Might as well get that Ph.D--another $120,000. Got a pet-$55,000 more. A kid, through, age 17 is going to cost you $230,000 (ouch). What else do you need to spend money on? Health Care? How's $250,000 sound. And just for kicks, let's give ourselves $5k/year ($275,000) to blow on whatever the hell we want. Ta-da. Now, let's start counting.
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I miss teaching. I went out to lunch with Bryan Richards to Olive Garden today and he filled me on all the latest gossip. Apparently LaTosha, the general assistant, was fired for running up $600 bucks on the College of Music credit card. Knowing she'd be busted she just stopped coming to work.
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Happy Birthday Brian! You're come down here in like a week. I'm going to try to pull together a special poker night. Speaking of poker, I have something to say to everyone that played last night. Thank you. Thank you so much for your money. Brian, thank you. Jamie, thank you. Theory-Chris, thank you. Elena, thank you. Kathy, thank you. And finally, although you were *this* close to not only NOT giving me your money AND taking mine, Poker-Chris, thank you for your money. Or Elena's. However it works over there. Had the last card of the game been different this would have been a standard poker-night-entry with me bitching about how unlucky I was. Instead, I got lucky and it was nice. P-Chris has the same skill that Ricky has--that special something that makes me totally wig out one-on-one. But last night I totally snuck one out. Pow.
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Have you ever seen two more fake smiles? Ah, politics. George Bush loves to talk about freeing the world from tyranny. Yet there is he shaking hands with Hu Jintao. And smiling. At least I understand why Jintao is smiling--China essentially owns the United States--they own about $1 trillion of our debt. They're not going to call it in any time soon, of course. If they did, our economy would collapse and bring down the rest of the world's with it. But when you own $1 trillion of any other country, you can be pretty sure they're not going to interfere with ...a certain nameless island off your coast. Even if that little island has been promised it would be protected by the world's largest collection of armed forces. So once China decides it wants to take over Taiwan for keeps, they're going to do it. And then, my friends, we're screwed. Do we show the world how much we love to blow smoke and let China just do it? Or do we try to save Taiwan and have China destroy us in every way fathomable? The only other option is to blow the off the planet before they can retaliate but I have a feeling the World At Large would not be too happy and probably then blow us off the planet. So if any of you have a trillion dollars and want to own the United States...you know, do it. Ok, Bill?
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For a week all I read on the sports sites were how BC was going to stick to FSU. Our budding QB totally dismantled Boston College in the second half and it was all good. Jamie and I went over to P-Chris and Elena's to watch the game with them and their buddy Tim. Tim went 219/220 in our Pick 'Em. That's pretty good. I had a little extra time in Photoshop today so let me point out a few key features. If you look carefully you can see Chompy preparing to maul some BC fan as well as a raven eating the brains of the BC Eagle. Originally Alumni Stadium was going to be in space but it didn't look as cool as I was hoping. In the long run it doesn't matter because the winner of the ACC Coastal is going to get eaten alive by Virginia Tech. But until then Go State!
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Ranch! Oh man, whoever Wendy's hired to do their new advertising should get double their current pay. I like the new, boxy characters and LOVE that Ranch Tooth. While I hate ranch dressing and would never for one second consider eating the crap they consider "food" I still think that tooth is pretty cute.
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Oh, Ricky. Why, OH WHY, did you have to send me that game!!! I was totally addicted to Hapland as well as Hapland 2. The last thing I needed tonight was a distraction like this. I'm not pround. I'll admit that it took me 29 tries to get the right order. I was on the phone for a couple but I admit freely that most readers will solve it in less tries. For those of you taking the LSAT next month give it a try. I'll even give you some LSATesque hints. At the bottom is the solution. A walkthrough, if you will. But first hints.
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It has been brought to my attention that the games I enjoy are too difficult for the casual reader. That's fine. Today I offer Fishy. In this game you start as a small fish and your goal is to consume the contents of the lake. The only downside is that you can only eat fish smaller than you. The upside is that for each fish you eat you grow an indistinguishably bit bigger. It'll take you about 15 minutes or so from start to finish so there's no huge time commitment involved. The biggest problem you'll face is thinking you're bigger than a certain fish and end up dead and having to start over.
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Theory-Chris and I got together last night to record one of the pieces going on the winner's Poker CD. With a range from roughly E (below the bass clef staff) to the C above it, I'm really incapable of singing most songs. What's worse is when I sing a melody line that low it gets all jumbled in the chords so I recruited someone not only with a wider range but someone whose voice is about 100x better than mine. Unfortuantely, we lost the best take when I think I plugged the microphone of the mini-disc player into the headphone jack. This one isn't bad by any means though. In order to appreciate the effect of this one you have to pretend you've just walked into your house from some trip and there's a message on your answering machine.
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Woo--oooh. It's the Carolina Triangle of Death and Destruction. With Brian coming to Tallahassee and Jamie and P-Chris going to Gainesville the Caroline Triangle of Death and Destruction becomes very easy to see. For Brian's trip we tried to find a bunch local ma and pa Applebee's and Chili's so Brian could get some southern cooking. He comes around 8pm and Jamie leaves at 4pm so sadly they're not going to meet. Even though Brian won't be able to update I'll fill you in on what we're doing. Much like the last time Jamie went out of town I plan to score some roofies and then find some co-eds.
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On Friday I met Chris for lunch at Andrews and finished up some work before Kathy and I picked up BU from the airport. The flight was delayed for about an hour so Kathy and talked about the game of the weekend (Settlers of Catan[ia]). We got to the airport right as he was walking towards the luggage (not that he had anything checked, of course) and after a quick discussion about the possibility of his wearing dark jeans (he wasn't) we got in the car and headed to Applebees. We had a quick dinner and then went back to my house to play Kathy's new game. Honestly, it sounds like the lamest game (that doesn't involve a dwarf or warlock) but it's actually pretty fun. We got in two games and Kathy and Brian went back to Kathy's.
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Hooray! Desperate Housewives is back and the Desperate Housewives Prediction List is finally up. It was taking a really long time to make but last night I came across a way to really simplify it so there it is. Use it a lot. We went over to P-Chris and Elena's to watch and man, it was awesome. Like they'd really kill Rex and Zack back to back. Please. I mean come on. Of course the biggest question is who is the new family is keeping locked in their basement. Judging from the son's comments about the dad being dead you would have to assume that it's the dad but who knows.
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OOPS! It was pointed out to me that I was wrong in the order of our poker losing. Unforunately, looking at the log of the conversation it cut out who beat who. I *think* Ian knocked out Elena and Marty knocked out Ian. I *think*. But it might take Elena or Ian or Marty to set it straight.
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Although Toni handled it really nicely, I'm still really, REALLY pissed Jack cut my hours again. This is getting out of control. Yes, I work from home. Yes, I have other sources of income but I've been misled from Day 1. It's nice working from home. I admit it. In return for my working at home, I don't put all the times I check emails and write emails. Or talk on the phone to discuss whatever random shit is on your mind. But come on. I submit only the time I'm writing code or writing a serious email that you need to see a draft of first. Every now and then some research where I was explicitly asked to find something. Unlike my coworkers, the work I do can't be done in a single sitting. Sometimes it takes a couple weeks to get something to work right. I can't help that. If I could build entire websites overnight with every feature any client wanted I'd be filthy rich by now. But I can't build them overnight. Sorry. I can't wait for that big, fat HELL NO from the Templeton Fund to come in.
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After Jamie and I met for lunch at the Sweet Shop (is this supposed to be a play on Sweat Shop?) I went to Dillard's for a massive sale. I'm not really that into shopping but when Jamie's intern said he got like 6 pairs of dress pants for $30 I figured I'd go look. Sure enough, everything was crazy on-sale. I got three $50 shirts for $7 each. I could have spent a lot more time and money there but decided to home and nap. I'm still not totally over this cold.
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Recently I've had a hard time falling asleep. Between the work stress and the casual shift of hours back towards *really* late/sleep *really* in I'm totally off-kilter again. It doesn't help that I've been having very realisitic dreams that make me no less tired.
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k, since we started playing regularly with N-Brian, Elena & P-Chris the first week of July here are the stats:
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