aka “Time to make more lists!”
The last few weeks have really stood out on the wackinessometer. As iCky would say, gotta rally… at least it’s finally stopped raining here, after like 17 consecutive days or something equally unnecessary. Looking forward to another Tahoe outing this weekend.
I need to hack this layout and get some space between the grafs, too.
oh, the excitement… as the nba would say, it’s where amazing happens!
Thank Ra (I’ve decided to go with Ra as my deity of the week, as he is slightly more popular than Thor or Crom at the moment) that the democrats took over copngress and changed everything. It’s like a whole different country now. Really, just awesome. The idea that cowards, imbeciles, degenerates and lunatics are still running things seems so silly now, looking back. Yup. Totally different. No similarities at all. Solving problems, fixing Iraq and Afghanistan… it’s a new day, all righty. A brand new day.
i don’t get the ewing theory thing. wouldn’t it really only make sense to keep endlessly harping on it if a team, you know, actually won a championship, or at least noticably improved, when the ewing-ish player departed? it’s irritating enough that not only did neither of those things occur for the knicks, but how many people do you realistically think the average knicks fan would kill on live tv for a shot at having patrick ewing in his prime on the knicks right now? he wouldn’t make them instant contenders and probably favorites to represent the east, even if you got rid of randolph and curry and, oh, say every other third guy on the roster, chosen at random, and replaced them with d-league guys? i was never even a ewing fan, but man…
in other words, it’s a shitty theory, in that you’ve been harping on it for years and it has yet to actually pan out. unless i missed those new banners in msg, post ewing. of course he was always much classier than your run of the mill celtic, so i would guess that counts for something.
espn should have a sportsguy theory… get someone else with a sense of humor, a semi-decent grip on pop culture, a passing familiarity with sports, some strong, infensible opinions… EXCEPT he (she) wouldn’t be an outrageously self absorbed boston-obsessed homer! have that person fill in the current sportsguy slot. i figure it would be super difficult to find such a person, of course… probably an hour or two of combing creative writing workshops on the closest community college campus. sure, the almost guaranteed improvement in actual compositional skill would be nice, not to mention the very likely ability to not confuse one’s own lameass fratboy nostalgia with actually entertaining popcult goings on.
but hey, i hear you know jimmy kimmel! and you’re a bitchin’ go kart racer and you were going to beat that guy who’s such a jerk and what an ass for taking himself so seriously, and man you’re so much cooler than that guy that, uh… just beat you.
seriously, that was the best story ever.
this has been sitting in my drafts queue for a while now; i can’t imagine why…
apparently the line btween absurd and brutal degeneracy hadn’t been well enough defined. i think we can all thank sonic for illuminating that line like a fucking laser beam in a coal mine. hey, look, we took what might be a decent sandwich and put it on a… HOT DOG BUN. and we’re calling it the extra-long sandwich thing! brilliant! because a hot dog bun is kind of long! sure, we could actually buy some real fucking bread to make a sandwich with, but why do that when we already had all these hot dog buns laying around? plus, if you eat at sonic you’re already used to shovelling shit directly into your mouth via a rusty, diseased spoon-ish object that you might have made out of your own hard, pure dumbassedness.
I just dug the snowboarding gear out for a Tahoe trip this weekend. I haven’t used this stuff in at least 4 years now, maybe 5. I was really just looking for my gloves and boots. Which are now, oh… 8 years old, maybe? The board is older, I know that. Anyway, there’s something oddly comfortable about getting the cold weather gear out, gear you know and have all broken in and trained the way you want, getting geared up for a weekend in frigidly cold weather and if we’re super lucky maybe even a little snow.
I’m psyched. Of course, I made a shitty panic purchase of shades today, my new ones shattering like my adolescent dreams. When I took these broken ones to the merchant of such things, I was told it was unlikely they’d be done by the weekend, it being Thursday and all. (To which I’m thinking, maybe if you motherfuckers opened up before 11am…) So not wanting to be snow blind - I’m sure as my decreptitude advances my eyes get more and more screwed up, and bright glare has always made me basically blind to begin with - I go to a couple-three places, finally find some semi-acceptable shades that cost way too much, and then the original merchant calls while I’m out (serves me right for not giving them my cell #) and says they found the lenses in house, cut them to size, and they’re ready to go.
Which I should be happy about… right?
i don’t know what this whole waking up angry every day thing is all about, but i think i’m getting dangerously close to becoming the guy that is loudly, angrily arguing with invisible people about ridiculous things.
also, i need to fix this link treatment. actually this whole layout is kind of lame, now that i’ve messed with it a little.
also also, as i’m not really into the whole online diary aspect of bloggerizing, i need to get some private posting thinger hooked up.
anyway. it’s 9:30 on a cold and foggy tuesday, i forgot my commitment to use punctualtion and caps, and i need more coffee. and these people and this kind of shit PISSES ME OFF, dammit. cut it out. when i’m president, boy… you wait.
hmmm…. that’s not a bad idea, really. i think i’d make the best president ever. of course, the ideas that corporations are NOT people and thus have NO rights; or that the very few who, statistically speaking, own everything, should, statistically speaking, pay for everything; or that maybe the elected officials who allegedly work for US should spend their time trying to solve that whole 20 million citizens in poverty, millions of hungry children in the richest country in the world, etc., etc. stuff, instead of fucking grandstanding over which god damn baseball players may or may not have “cheated” at their stupid GAME and then lied about it… i don’t know if people are ready for those ideas. it seems iffy, really.
yeah… i think i’d be a pretty good president… right up until the 3rd minute of my first term, by which time i’d almost certainly be dead for saying the above stuff out loud in public. Land of the FREE! Home of the BRAVE!
anyway… did i mention the angry thing?
switched wordpress templates, hacked the css a bit. Still not sure I like it, but I think it’s better than the previous attempt.
Being sick for weeks at a time is no fun. And yet, we soldier on! Maybe it’s this site design that is making me ill. As ever, Jon Carroll has an amusing take on this, but really I was just glad to see that someone else has had this stupid thing for a couple weeks now. Although I also managed to contract the stomach flu thing as well, which I am also still trying to get over. The fact that I just put a can of campbell’s “chicken” and “stars” “soup” on the stove should attest to the desperate straights we’re dealing with here.
Also, I’m hoping there are some more keyboard shortcuts for fooling around with this wordpad thing that i’m just not seeing right now. Teh clunky is not really optimal, at least so I hear.
So it looks like it’s time to start kicking out some web stuff again. Been a good, long while. Not exactly planned, but hey. Lately the focus has been on the RoR side of things, as I remain thoroughly unenthused with the .net world and can’t seem to make myself give a damn about php at all. Perl is fun, but the kind of work available seems to be less enticing at this point than some of the rails stuff that’s going on. The downside would seem to be that a good deal of the rails development i’ve been seeing has been startups trying to make the next social networking 2.0/3.0 (”gen y”, anyone?) thing so they can get aquired by google. And while I have no issue with the latter part of that scheme, social networking has never been really interesting to me. My distrust for the circle of self-perpetuating, socially-distributed naval gazing seems insurmountable. Plus, you know… friendster, anyone?
Although maybe that’s just an excuse for not bothering to update my linkedin connections. i wouldn’t put it past me.
I was looking at my friend Phil’s site earlier today, to see what he’s done with his resume, as mine is so pathetically out of date and inadequate at this point that it’s become the Jaz Drive of resumes. I don’t think anyone wants that. I couldn’t actually find his resume, although I think he’s working now, so there may be a connection, but I did see that once again, in his typical smart, thoughtful, intelligent way, he’s made me feel like a complete slacker dumbshit.
And, I suppose, if wordpress is good enough for Phil, it’s good enough for me. For now anyway. Although unlike Phil I am still thinking of rolling my own cms one of these days - one that actually does what I want it to do - for now I’ll settle for this, as a start. Because, remarkably enough, if you don’t actually start something, the chances of finishing it are very very small. Tiny, even.
And, it has finally occurred to me that all writing media and outlets are not, in fact, irc channels, so I’m going to start using caps and something approaching actual punctuation. I know, it sounds crazy, but I think I need the practice, and I need to start thinking like a writer again. SO… here we go.
the light coming straight down on to those hands, on to the baseballs, the cigarette, those hands, the expression, the whole tableau… it’s a thing of absolute, transcendant beauty. just a mesmerizing snapshot of a time and place and feeling… amazing.
