Friday, April 28, 2006
There's something to be said for perfect timing; it's great. I had to wait for my cars oil to be changed and transmission fluid to be changed as well. I wisely brought my Gameboy and enjoyed The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap. Meanwhile my car was being molested and on the waiting room TV was Soap Operas. There was something about a mermaid and a witch and a very large cat. I completed the first Dungeon in my game (very cool) and saved and turned the Gameboy off to rest my eyes and lo and behold the guy came in and my car was finished. Perfect timing.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
"This is a long drive for someone with nothing to think about"
There is one good thing about leaving at midnight for a four hour drive: Virtually no traffic. Only giant trucks and Cops. Just set the cruise and lean back. Very peaceful. Even heard that song Roxanne:
“Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
…”
I also heard this song during my drive:
“… And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone …”
Drank starbucks and ate Jerky to stay alert. It wasn’t really needed since I napped before I left. I left so late or early depending on your view because I have to input a two digit number into a computer before noon. I didn’t want to feel rushed.
I don’t think I’ll be making this drive, which was once a regular venture, anymore. In a way I will miss it. I somewhat enjoyed the opportunity it gave me to meditate on things and really only worry about one thing; staying on the concrete.
“...The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.” – 'The Silver Stallion' by James Branch Cable
“Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
You don't have to wear that dress tonight
Walk the streets for money
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
…”
I also heard this song during my drive:
“… And I think it’s gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I’m a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone …”
Drank starbucks and ate Jerky to stay alert. It wasn’t really needed since I napped before I left. I left so late or early depending on your view because I have to input a two digit number into a computer before noon. I didn’t want to feel rushed.
I don’t think I’ll be making this drive, which was once a regular venture, anymore. In a way I will miss it. I somewhat enjoyed the opportunity it gave me to meditate on things and really only worry about one thing; staying on the concrete.
“...The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.” – 'The Silver Stallion' by James Branch Cable
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
saMich
How good is a subway sandwhich (roast beef, turkey, ham, cheese, brown mustered, lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumber) after being left in a kind of crappy refridgerator for 1 week? It's still eatable, I know this. But after one eats it? Is it good?
We will see. We will see.
We will see. We will see.
Friday, April 14, 2006
there's this one plan
Plan number 159 to 'take care' of country X
Utilizing existing satellites to inscribe appropriate 'magic symbol' into Country X terrain. Then Dark Mages in geosynchronous orbit in Space Shuttle will summon the Dark Beast into Country X. Once Dark Beast has damaged enough of Country X's infrastructure one squad of White Mages will be sent in to Dismiss the Dark Beast. Game Over.
"It's dangerous to go alone. Here, take this."
Utilizing existing satellites to inscribe appropriate 'magic symbol' into Country X terrain. Then Dark Mages in geosynchronous orbit in Space Shuttle will summon the Dark Beast into Country X. Once Dark Beast has damaged enough of Country X's infrastructure one squad of White Mages will be sent in to Dismiss the Dark Beast. Game Over.
"It's dangerous to go alone. Here, take this."
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Cake or Death?
Cake, Please.
While watching a movie I had an inkling for some cake. Not just a box cake. I wanted a specific kind. The kind you get at weddings and parties. The fluffy kind, with the fluffy sugar frosting. The frosting was the most important part. That's what I wanted. Luckily my ride, also known as a friend, was gracious enough to stop at the local store.
It was late and the bakery had closed down. The cake I wanted was encased in its glass prison and I wasn't able to break it free. I needed someone’s help. An employee.
We found one halfway across the store. She was kind enough to help me get my cake fix.
The cake was good.
While watching a movie I had an inkling for some cake. Not just a box cake. I wanted a specific kind. The kind you get at weddings and parties. The fluffy kind, with the fluffy sugar frosting. The frosting was the most important part. That's what I wanted. Luckily my ride, also known as a friend, was gracious enough to stop at the local store.
It was late and the bakery had closed down. The cake I wanted was encased in its glass prison and I wasn't able to break it free. I needed someone’s help. An employee.
We found one halfway across the store. She was kind enough to help me get my cake fix.
The cake was good.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
the house
"Did your cane break? It must have been because someone sawed half way through it while you were sleeping."
Slapstick never disappoints.
I was seriously laughing out loud.
Slapstick never disappoints.
I was seriously laughing out loud.
Monday, April 03, 2006
The Change
I profess constantly that I'm a creature of habit. If the restaurant I go to has Burgers I get a burger unless someone else is paying of I feel like splurging for whatever reason then I'll get a steak. The other stuff like chicken or whatever shouldn't even be there for all I care. For those places that don't have burgers then I pick something and I ALWAYS get that. I know I'll like it. It won't disappoint me. No surprises. If there's a better way to drive somewhere, I wouldn't know I just take the way I've always taken. God forbid if the way I take has been blocked off for any reason. I just turn around and go home.
Some people like change. Good for them. They're much better at dealing with life in my opinion.
Sadly I must make a change in my life soon. I'm not really looking forward to it. If I had a Genie that would just magically change it to where it needed to change thus allowing me to avoid putting in any effort into it. That'd be great. Anyone see any old lamps that need polishing?
And sadly, the whole, 'oh we should stay in touch' never works. Sure, there's one person I 'keep in touch with'. But that's only because us mean, old, sarcastic, impersonable, vindictive, megalomanic, melancholy, sardonic, and abrasive personalities need to stick together.
Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly. ~Francis Bacon
Some people like change. Good for them. They're much better at dealing with life in my opinion.
Sadly I must make a change in my life soon. I'm not really looking forward to it. If I had a Genie that would just magically change it to where it needed to change thus allowing me to avoid putting in any effort into it. That'd be great. Anyone see any old lamps that need polishing?
And sadly, the whole, 'oh we should stay in touch' never works. Sure, there's one person I 'keep in touch with'. But that's only because us mean, old, sarcastic, impersonable, vindictive, megalomanic, melancholy, sardonic, and abrasive personalities need to stick together.
Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly. ~Francis Bacon
