Today has sucked something fierce. I'm not even going to blog anything at all. Seriously the depression might kill my blogging or existence as a normal human being forever. I echo Andrew's sentiments about sports. I'll say something more profound someday.
Things that have gone wrong today:
1.) Steelers lost to my least favorite team ever ... enough said
2.) U2 tours are all screwed up. I have to go to God knows where to see them since they decided to just hit like the whole west coast 85 million times and screw Southeast and barely hit the Northeast. I'm not happy U2 and I have to drive to God knows where to see you now.
3.) Car is gonna cost $347.12 to get fixed thanks to the school I work for not plowing the one road on campus and my broken tire rod costs a fortune.
4.) My bread was moldy at lunch.
5.) Tour guide didn't show up, so I had to give a freezing tour without gloves.
6.) Friggin Doctor won't get back to me regarding medicine.
7.) Steelers ... eff ...
Monday, January 24, 2005
Sunday, January 23, 2005
How the Steelers have aged me
Ok, so admittedly I'm a fairweather Steelers fan. For what it's worth, I think I was going to come around this season anyway, because you can only fight off Steeler Mania for so long. What better time to hop on the bandwagon than when they have a rookie quarterback lead the team to the AFC Championship game!? As we speak, or as I speak and you will read later, the Steelers are on the verge of losing the game. It's 31-20 right now with 9 minutes left in the 4th. Very possible that they could come back, but not likely. This is why I hate investing myself into sports.
I have never really committed myself to a football team, save Florida State University. I think that the roller coaster of emotions is too terribly bittersweet. I'm not down there on the field. I have not ever been down on the field with the team, and Lord knows if I were to be down...dang it New England got a field goal and they're up by 2 solid touchdowns. See this is what I'm talking about people!!! You get so into a game that has no bearing on your life at all, but somehow you make it so that when your team loses your life isn't worth living. I'm to the point where if the Steelers lose tonight, the possibility of me skipping all my responsibilities in Florida and sitting in my hotel room all day just to mope is slowly becoming more of a reality. I would forego the joys of Florida, JUST to be sad for the Steelers who I can't even legitimately call MY Steelers. Don't get me wrong, I like watching football a lot. But I hate being an emotional wreck, and it looks like the Steelers and I are driving a car into a head on collision.
Ben just threw an interception (challenge that one Cowher!!!!!!!!!! That CAN'T be a catch!!!!) I'm going to go vomit.
I have never really committed myself to a football team, save Florida State University. I think that the roller coaster of emotions is too terribly bittersweet. I'm not down there on the field. I have not ever been down on the field with the team, and Lord knows if I were to be down...dang it New England got a field goal and they're up by 2 solid touchdowns. See this is what I'm talking about people!!! You get so into a game that has no bearing on your life at all, but somehow you make it so that when your team loses your life isn't worth living. I'm to the point where if the Steelers lose tonight, the possibility of me skipping all my responsibilities in Florida and sitting in my hotel room all day just to mope is slowly becoming more of a reality. I would forego the joys of Florida, JUST to be sad for the Steelers who I can't even legitimately call MY Steelers. Don't get me wrong, I like watching football a lot. But I hate being an emotional wreck, and it looks like the Steelers and I are driving a car into a head on collision.
Ben just threw an interception (challenge that one Cowher!!!!!!!!!! That CAN'T be a catch!!!!) I'm going to go vomit.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Short Blog
Ok, it's snowing a ton and I hate western PA right now, but I didn't blog yesterday so I feel I need to.
Spent the first night in the new apartment. It's coming along swimmingly. The land lady let us stay the night even though we're not "officially" in yet. It's snowing a ton and I'm going to hate the commute home. This is gonna suck something fierce.
Played Street Fighter 2 and realized my skills have diminished somewhat. I refuse to play Andrew until I get back to normal. I own him actually. I beat him like 6 times out of 9. Seriously, he sucks.
My bed at my new place is a single ... it's small ... probably the only sucky part about moving up here.
Steeler game tomorrow ... if I ever get home I'll blog more tonight about important stuff. I'm off for now. Later dudes.
Spent the first night in the new apartment. It's coming along swimmingly. The land lady let us stay the night even though we're not "officially" in yet. It's snowing a ton and I'm going to hate the commute home. This is gonna suck something fierce.
Played Street Fighter 2 and realized my skills have diminished somewhat. I refuse to play Andrew until I get back to normal. I own him actually. I beat him like 6 times out of 9. Seriously, he sucks.
My bed at my new place is a single ... it's small ... probably the only sucky part about moving up here.
Steeler game tomorrow ... if I ever get home I'll blog more tonight about important stuff. I'm off for now. Later dudes.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Things and Words
Blogging is so sweet. I was bored last night so I went through and read our blog, or at least what has not been archived yet. Is it bad that I find myself entertaining? I'm sure anyone could insert a clever jab at my character here, but Lord knows no one will post a comment so there goes a great opportunity.
But speaking of not sweet, we're supposed to get up to a foot of snow this evening. This wouldn't be a bad deal, but for the fact that I have to get up and come to work tomorrow. Woof. Maybe I'll get to spend the first evening in my apartment snowed in. Hooray for winter (that's reaction formation for those psychology majors out there in blogland).
Ok that's the bad news. Here's the good news: I'm buying a hookah today! If the weather is bad tonight, I can't think of a better way to pass the time than to burn a bowl of delicious sheesha. Mmmmmm for what it's worth, I think there are few greater tastes on the human palate than the smoke of rose/jasmine sheesha. So fresh and so clean, clean. Also, I will probably spend the evening kicking the crap out of Keith in Street Fighter 2. Ask him who the best SFII player is, and if he says anyone other than Andrew he's a liar. If he lies, ask him about how he broke his toe. That should straighten him out! BAM!
Last off: Remember that new year's resolution?
But speaking of not sweet, we're supposed to get up to a foot of snow this evening. This wouldn't be a bad deal, but for the fact that I have to get up and come to work tomorrow. Woof. Maybe I'll get to spend the first evening in my apartment snowed in. Hooray for winter (that's reaction formation for those psychology majors out there in blogland).
Ok that's the bad news. Here's the good news: I'm buying a hookah today! If the weather is bad tonight, I can't think of a better way to pass the time than to burn a bowl of delicious sheesha. Mmmmmm for what it's worth, I think there are few greater tastes on the human palate than the smoke of rose/jasmine sheesha. So fresh and so clean, clean. Also, I will probably spend the evening kicking the crap out of Keith in Street Fighter 2. Ask him who the best SFII player is, and if he says anyone other than Andrew he's a liar. If he lies, ask him about how he broke his toe. That should straighten him out! BAM!
Last off: Remember that new year's resolution?
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Food for Thought
Intersting thoughts Andrew ... something that I will have to mull over to be sure. I mostly get upset at old people who are slow in the grocery store and putting their tank of oxygen on my fresh produce. It's happened to me before, so don't laugh. I will try to think about what you say though, mostly I find the old people I know are: out of touch, incoherent, and worthless to society. Maybe I need to surround myself with different old people.
Found out last night that if you live within the city of Pittsburgh you pay a 4% income tax to the city ... 4%!!!!! If you make 100,000 a year you automatically lose 4,000 of it to the stupid city. How is it possible that the city is so poor then you ask? Horrible democratic leadership. I need to find a way to make Pittsburgh, the city that I love so much and everything about, a red city again. Any ideas? My current plan is to take a hit for the team, establish residency in the city and pay the tax, so I can cast my vote for a republican candidate. It's possible that I could run for mayor after I'm there long enough. Seriously a 4% tax is entirely too much, no wonder the city is dying and no one goes there. You have to pay an arm and a leg to park there, and if you live there it's even worse. It's seriously a lose lose.
Things fast approaching you need be aware of:
1.) Andrew and I moving into our new place the weekend of February 5th.
2.) Steelers AFC Championship game on Sunday at 6:30. I may begin fasting and prayer Saturday, let me know if you wish to join.
3.) March 25th when I finally get to see the Boston Celtics play ... in Boston!!!!
4.) Lunch for me - I'm out later guys!
Found out last night that if you live within the city of Pittsburgh you pay a 4% income tax to the city ... 4%!!!!! If you make 100,000 a year you automatically lose 4,000 of it to the stupid city. How is it possible that the city is so poor then you ask? Horrible democratic leadership. I need to find a way to make Pittsburgh, the city that I love so much and everything about, a red city again. Any ideas? My current plan is to take a hit for the team, establish residency in the city and pay the tax, so I can cast my vote for a republican candidate. It's possible that I could run for mayor after I'm there long enough. Seriously a 4% tax is entirely too much, no wonder the city is dying and no one goes there. You have to pay an arm and a leg to park there, and if you live there it's even worse. It's seriously a lose lose.
Things fast approaching you need be aware of:
1.) Andrew and I moving into our new place the weekend of February 5th.
2.) Steelers AFC Championship game on Sunday at 6:30. I may begin fasting and prayer Saturday, let me know if you wish to join.
3.) March 25th when I finally get to see the Boston Celtics play ... in Boston!!!!
4.) Lunch for me - I'm out later guys!
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
A Flipped Script
Alright kids of America, follow me on this one.
Tonight I took a departure from my normal evening activities (killing things in Fable) for a while and went to spend some time with someone. I am admittedly fascinated with the business world, organizational development and change, business politics, etc. So I went tonight to talk with my good friend Mike's grandad. Mike's grandad, Don, has been a huge player on the Organizational Development scene, apparently. I realized this after he tossed book after book and article after article at me taht he had either written, edited, or was 'good friends with the author'. I just sat and listened to him talk for well over an hour about his experience in the field, his advice for a wide eyed youngster, and how simple business can be if you know the right questions to ask.
Don, of course, has been overseas and worked in many international companies. He was telling me how well respected he was in China just for the mere fact that 1) he had grey hair and 2) he had special knowlege about something...something being OD. Before this, he was telling me about how hard it was for him to go back to school to study OD at the Masters level. It wasn't hard academically for him to transition in, but he said it took him years of application and nagging to get the admissions staff to let him in. Why wasn't he get enrolled as soon as he applied? 1) Because he had grey hair and 2) because he had special knowledge about something...the working world. Although he wasn't trying to make a connection about the cultural disparity between Americans' negative outlook on ageism and the Chinese embracing of the elderly as sages, I found it striking at how messed up we view old people in our society.
Think about it people. We in America admire youth. We look up to brash arrogance, temorary beauty, outlandish antics, and just good ol' getting into trouble as things that are to be desired...things associated with youth. We glorify youth, as can be seen in any commercial advertisement for anything under the sun. To be young and stupid with a belly full of ire is more desirable in this country than to be old, slow to speak, and wise. We shy away from the elderly, we dismiss their stories and tales as ramblings, and we tend to associate them with a sort of buffoonery-like old people are only shadows of the young people that they used to be. I know this is true because this is how I think of the elderly from time to time! But as I was fascinated by Don's life expriences-his simple, yet sage wisdom and his straightforward kindness-I could not help but lament the fact that most people my age will never take the time to care about what they could learn from someone who has journeyed far ahead of us in life...and lived to tell about it.
This passing wind of Youth is the vanity of vanities; I hope that by the time I'm old enough to tell stories, they will consist more of knowledge, and less of vacuous stories about how I tried, and failed, to pin down a wind.
Tonight I took a departure from my normal evening activities (killing things in Fable) for a while and went to spend some time with someone. I am admittedly fascinated with the business world, organizational development and change, business politics, etc. So I went tonight to talk with my good friend Mike's grandad. Mike's grandad, Don, has been a huge player on the Organizational Development scene, apparently. I realized this after he tossed book after book and article after article at me taht he had either written, edited, or was 'good friends with the author'. I just sat and listened to him talk for well over an hour about his experience in the field, his advice for a wide eyed youngster, and how simple business can be if you know the right questions to ask.
Don, of course, has been overseas and worked in many international companies. He was telling me how well respected he was in China just for the mere fact that 1) he had grey hair and 2) he had special knowlege about something...something being OD. Before this, he was telling me about how hard it was for him to go back to school to study OD at the Masters level. It wasn't hard academically for him to transition in, but he said it took him years of application and nagging to get the admissions staff to let him in. Why wasn't he get enrolled as soon as he applied? 1) Because he had grey hair and 2) because he had special knowledge about something...the working world. Although he wasn't trying to make a connection about the cultural disparity between Americans' negative outlook on ageism and the Chinese embracing of the elderly as sages, I found it striking at how messed up we view old people in our society.
Think about it people. We in America admire youth. We look up to brash arrogance, temorary beauty, outlandish antics, and just good ol' getting into trouble as things that are to be desired...things associated with youth. We glorify youth, as can be seen in any commercial advertisement for anything under the sun. To be young and stupid with a belly full of ire is more desirable in this country than to be old, slow to speak, and wise. We shy away from the elderly, we dismiss their stories and tales as ramblings, and we tend to associate them with a sort of buffoonery-like old people are only shadows of the young people that they used to be. I know this is true because this is how I think of the elderly from time to time! But as I was fascinated by Don's life expriences-his simple, yet sage wisdom and his straightforward kindness-I could not help but lament the fact that most people my age will never take the time to care about what they could learn from someone who has journeyed far ahead of us in life...and lived to tell about it.
This passing wind of Youth is the vanity of vanities; I hope that by the time I'm old enough to tell stories, they will consist more of knowledge, and less of vacuous stories about how I tried, and failed, to pin down a wind.
Good news
Two exciting facts to report today. I don't even know where to begin.
1.) Continuing in my tradition of reporting good news, the city of Pittsburgh has some group, I can't remember which, handing out blankets to the homeless today. Some group has arranged a "blanket drive" and is handing them out to the homeless and less fortunate today to help them through the winter months. Granted they missed the coldest day of the year by one day, but today is an equally worthy day. That's excellent work by some non-profit group. They should be proud to know that some homeless dude will be a little warmer today. That is of course until he trades his blanket for money and buys drugs or alcohol ... wooops did I say that?
2.) I've decided that it sounds far to fake and sarcastic when I compliment others. This is most likely due to the fact that I don't compliment people ... ever. I'm going to make a concerted effort to tell people when they look nice, said something smart, or were cool enough to impress me. So I'll begin by saying, "Andrew that comment about kicking personified cold in the face or slapping it, was very funny. Great journalism Andrew."
Andrew and I are getting ready to move in to our new apartment on February 1st / 6th. If you have any useful items that you don't need (i.e. lava lamps, tvs, couches) feel free to consult us before throwing them away. That's all for now, I'm off to make some tea.
1.) Continuing in my tradition of reporting good news, the city of Pittsburgh has some group, I can't remember which, handing out blankets to the homeless today. Some group has arranged a "blanket drive" and is handing them out to the homeless and less fortunate today to help them through the winter months. Granted they missed the coldest day of the year by one day, but today is an equally worthy day. That's excellent work by some non-profit group. They should be proud to know that some homeless dude will be a little warmer today. That is of course until he trades his blanket for money and buys drugs or alcohol ... wooops did I say that?
2.) I've decided that it sounds far to fake and sarcastic when I compliment others. This is most likely due to the fact that I don't compliment people ... ever. I'm going to make a concerted effort to tell people when they look nice, said something smart, or were cool enough to impress me. So I'll begin by saying, "Andrew that comment about kicking personified cold in the face or slapping it, was very funny. Great journalism Andrew."
Andrew and I are getting ready to move in to our new apartment on February 1st / 6th. If you have any useful items that you don't need (i.e. lava lamps, tvs, couches) feel free to consult us before throwing them away. That's all for now, I'm off to make some tea.
Hatred
Andrew's back, and not happy.
I'm trying, in my old age, to be less of a complainer. It's something that I feel is detrimental to not only my own attitude, but also to the attitudes of others who have to listen to me whining. No one likes a complainer...so as soon as I'm done writing this I swear I'm going to stop complaining.
I freaking HATE winter. I HATE it more than I think I hate deer. My top 3 hatred list now looks like this: Beelzebub and Winter tied for first, Semi Trucks a close second. I hate everything about winter. The snow, the wetness, the ice, the sting of cold air on your face which somehow invigorates Keith, the people who can't drive, the blue ice the freezes on your car from your windshield wiper fluid, ruined shoes and pant cuffs, etc. I hate everything about winter. I hate winter so much, that if winter could be personified into human form I would slap it in the face with a baseball bat. Even if winter were personified as a small child with Downs Syndrome, a cleft palate, and one arm I would still try to club it with a baseball bat! That's how unrelenting my hatred for winter is.
That said, I had a wonderfully awful trip to work today, as did everyone in my office all because of the ills of winter. When I die and get to heaven, I swear one of my questions for the Lord is going to be: "Honestly God, that Winter crap is pretty devastating. Was that a result of the Fall, because if it was, I want to find Adam and give him a very stern talking to". That's about all the complaining I can muster for now, but I hate winter.
It has been a while since I have posted but I hope no one holds this against me. Here are some parting words of wisdom in an admittedly rip-off-Keith stylee:
1) Speaking of underrated bands, remember the ska craze of the late 90's? The 3rd wave if you will? I think of the most underrated bands of the ska movement was Catch 22. They had an unbelievable sound, such catchy hooks and their instrumentality was so good. Waking up to Catch 22 makes me happy. Any Catch 22 fans out there? I know some of you are...
2) I'm listening to 3rd Day now... a band I have, and will continue to denounce for profiting off of what should be, an individual's private worship experience. However!! Though the vessel is flawed (in my mind anyway) 3rd Day has helped me calm down and stop complaing for the day.
3) Here's an article for you, and MLK Essay contest winner. Read, comprehend, think.
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/pp/05015/442566.stm
I'm out, I've got a cup of Starbucks waiting for me mmmmmm delicious.
I'm trying, in my old age, to be less of a complainer. It's something that I feel is detrimental to not only my own attitude, but also to the attitudes of others who have to listen to me whining. No one likes a complainer...so as soon as I'm done writing this I swear I'm going to stop complaining.
I freaking HATE winter. I HATE it more than I think I hate deer. My top 3 hatred list now looks like this: Beelzebub and Winter tied for first, Semi Trucks a close second. I hate everything about winter. The snow, the wetness, the ice, the sting of cold air on your face which somehow invigorates Keith, the people who can't drive, the blue ice the freezes on your car from your windshield wiper fluid, ruined shoes and pant cuffs, etc. I hate everything about winter. I hate winter so much, that if winter could be personified into human form I would slap it in the face with a baseball bat. Even if winter were personified as a small child with Downs Syndrome, a cleft palate, and one arm I would still try to club it with a baseball bat! That's how unrelenting my hatred for winter is.
That said, I had a wonderfully awful trip to work today, as did everyone in my office all because of the ills of winter. When I die and get to heaven, I swear one of my questions for the Lord is going to be: "Honestly God, that Winter crap is pretty devastating. Was that a result of the Fall, because if it was, I want to find Adam and give him a very stern talking to". That's about all the complaining I can muster for now, but I hate winter.
It has been a while since I have posted but I hope no one holds this against me. Here are some parting words of wisdom in an admittedly rip-off-Keith stylee:
1) Speaking of underrated bands, remember the ska craze of the late 90's? The 3rd wave if you will? I think of the most underrated bands of the ska movement was Catch 22. They had an unbelievable sound, such catchy hooks and their instrumentality was so good. Waking up to Catch 22 makes me happy. Any Catch 22 fans out there? I know some of you are...
2) I'm listening to 3rd Day now... a band I have, and will continue to denounce for profiting off of what should be, an individual's private worship experience. However!! Though the vessel is flawed (in my mind anyway) 3rd Day has helped me calm down and stop complaing for the day.
3) Here's an article for you, and MLK Essay contest winner. Read, comprehend, think.
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/pp/05015/442566.stm
I'm out, I've got a cup of Starbucks waiting for me mmmmmm delicious.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Keith here
So I'm back and posting for the first time in a few days. Had a bit of a busy weekend. Went out dancing with some friends on Friday evening. Saturday was the Pittsburgh Steeler game. Huge game, I felt like I had a heart attack about 7 separate times. The game was a complete and total emotional roller coaster. I'm not sure I can take another game like that one ... granted the Steelers came out on top, but the road there was refriggindiculous. The next game is this Sunday evening and I will be in attendance. The hours are crawling by.
Busy day at the office yesterday, not to mention the worst snow I've driven home in in quite some time. I couldn't see the road. I was able to see the car in front of me, but not the road I was driving on. This of course is extremely comforting when there are cars in the ditch to the left of you. The snow as just blowing up in a way that made it impossible to see the road. Oh well, that trip is done.
Things I think I think:
1.) There need to be more sweet movies that come out this time of the year. They all come out during the summer. What's the reasoning behind that? Do they think that I make more money then and can see tons of movies? Do they think that I want to be inside? Clearly if there was a decent movie out, it would make tons of bank right now.
2.) McDonald's commercials have recently become so bad that I refuse to eat there anymore. The "I'm lovin' it!" slogan just isn't doing it for me. No McDonalds, I am not black, way to tell me your food is "too cool" for me to eat there.
3.) My 20 GB iPod has only 2.4 GB left. How in the world do I have that many songs I legitimately listen too ... oh ... maybe it's the 466 U2 songs I have on there.
4.) Little Debbie Fudge Rounds ... phenomenal.
5.) Is there anything that makes you feel more alive than walking out on a cold morning and feeling the air sting your nose and seeing your breath? I just think that's what it feels like to be alive.
6.) Saw a bumper sticker today, "Friends don't let friends vote republican." The person was a handicap person. I'm not sure how I feel about this. They've probably been lied to their entire life about how the democratic party is the "party of the disabled." What a joke. I'm so sick of people supporting a party that wants to raise taxes and give everyone health care.
6a.) If everyone had health care then the routine visits to the Dr. would take about 3 months to do. "You have cancer, oh, well the doctor is full since every bum has health care now, he won't be able to see you for 3 months. Oh you want to sneak across the border to see a doctor? Go ahead and do that, but I won't be able to transfer your records." We do not all need health care, half the people who don't have it now are young kids who choose not to have it anyway. The other half of the people need to get a job and get it if it is so important to them. I'm sick of people mooching off society and wanting more from the government. IT IS NOT THE GOVERNMENT'S JOB TO TAKE CARE OF YOU, IT IS YOUR JOB TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
Have a great night.
Busy day at the office yesterday, not to mention the worst snow I've driven home in in quite some time. I couldn't see the road. I was able to see the car in front of me, but not the road I was driving on. This of course is extremely comforting when there are cars in the ditch to the left of you. The snow as just blowing up in a way that made it impossible to see the road. Oh well, that trip is done.
Things I think I think:
1.) There need to be more sweet movies that come out this time of the year. They all come out during the summer. What's the reasoning behind that? Do they think that I make more money then and can see tons of movies? Do they think that I want to be inside? Clearly if there was a decent movie out, it would make tons of bank right now.
2.) McDonald's commercials have recently become so bad that I refuse to eat there anymore. The "I'm lovin' it!" slogan just isn't doing it for me. No McDonalds, I am not black, way to tell me your food is "too cool" for me to eat there.
3.) My 20 GB iPod has only 2.4 GB left. How in the world do I have that many songs I legitimately listen too ... oh ... maybe it's the 466 U2 songs I have on there.
4.) Little Debbie Fudge Rounds ... phenomenal.
5.) Is there anything that makes you feel more alive than walking out on a cold morning and feeling the air sting your nose and seeing your breath? I just think that's what it feels like to be alive.
6.) Saw a bumper sticker today, "Friends don't let friends vote republican." The person was a handicap person. I'm not sure how I feel about this. They've probably been lied to their entire life about how the democratic party is the "party of the disabled." What a joke. I'm so sick of people supporting a party that wants to raise taxes and give everyone health care.
6a.) If everyone had health care then the routine visits to the Dr. would take about 3 months to do. "You have cancer, oh, well the doctor is full since every bum has health care now, he won't be able to see you for 3 months. Oh you want to sneak across the border to see a doctor? Go ahead and do that, but I won't be able to transfer your records." We do not all need health care, half the people who don't have it now are young kids who choose not to have it anyway. The other half of the people need to get a job and get it if it is so important to them. I'm sick of people mooching off society and wanting more from the government. IT IS NOT THE GOVERNMENT'S JOB TO TAKE CARE OF YOU, IT IS YOUR JOB TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
Have a great night.
Monday, January 17, 2005
4 word post
Onyx Reserve Mini-Belicoso...go smoke one now because they might be one of the greatest values on the cigar market to date. Andrew, over and out.
Friday, January 14, 2005
Hey Jealousy!
This is in the vein of Keith's underratedness categories for things,
I'm sitting here in my office completely rocking my face to the Gin Blossoms. I posit that the Gin Blossoms are possibly one of the top most underrated bands of the 1990's. "Hey Jealousy" ? "Found Out About You"? "Follow You Down"? They had a butt-load of hits and they just kind of faded away! I heard a rumor that the lead singer hung himself in his closet at a hotel while they were on tour. But then I found out that that was the lead singer of INXS...and "I Need You Tonight" is no where near as good of a song as "Allison Road". So today I toast the Gin Blossoms, a great band that kind of faded out of the mainstream and into the background...I would argue the Gin Blossoms are the band that helps to write the background music of your life. Now that's a good line.
I'm sitting here in my office completely rocking my face to the Gin Blossoms. I posit that the Gin Blossoms are possibly one of the top most underrated bands of the 1990's. "Hey Jealousy" ? "Found Out About You"? "Follow You Down"? They had a butt-load of hits and they just kind of faded away! I heard a rumor that the lead singer hung himself in his closet at a hotel while they were on tour. But then I found out that that was the lead singer of INXS...and "I Need You Tonight" is no where near as good of a song as "Allison Road". So today I toast the Gin Blossoms, a great band that kind of faded out of the mainstream and into the background...I would argue the Gin Blossoms are the band that helps to write the background music of your life. Now that's a good line.
Roughly 24 hours ...
Ok, a lot of news to report today. Roughly 24 hours till the Steeler game. I'm getting chills up and down my spine. Also dealing with the Steelers Ben Roethlisberger is donating his playoff check to Tsunami relief. More good news. Maybe all my good news lately has been about athletes since I have been listening to only sports talk. Maybe I'll have to branch out for the good of the blog.
On another note ... I read in the paper yesterday that P.E.T.A., People for Ethical Treatment of Animals, is suing a chicken slaughterhouse in West Virginia because the conditions the chickens live in is poor. The chickens live in such a subpar manner, it's actually torture. THESE CHICKENS ARE ON THEIR WAY TO FRIGGIN' DIE! Does anyone else realize this? Who cares what kind of conditions they are in, they're on their way out of this world, it's a freaking slaughterhouse. I hate P.E.T.A. with such a passion, it almost rivals my hatred of the A.C.L.U. ... I may hate P.E.T.A. more. Now if they win the law suit we'll end up spending thousands upon thousands of tax payer dollars to make NICER SLAUGHTERHOUSES! Then the price of chicken will go up. Seriously, if I could find a way to take down P.E.T.A. I totally would.
So Michael Newdow is at it again. He's trying to stop President Bush from being able to have a minister pray at the opening of his convocation. He doesn't want the blessing of the Lord invoked upon him. I'm glad this guy already failed at removing, "One nation under God" from our Pledge of Allegiance and trying to stop prayer at Bush's first inauguration. What do people like this do for a living? How do they have time to try to make the moral fiber of our country even more absent than it already is? What are their motives? Doesn't this man have a 9-5 he has to go to every day? The list goes on. Frankly, I'm stunned that he has time to continue these frivolous law suits. Well, now that I've raised my blood pressure a good 29 points, I'm off to go do stuff.
On another note ... I read in the paper yesterday that P.E.T.A., People for Ethical Treatment of Animals, is suing a chicken slaughterhouse in West Virginia because the conditions the chickens live in is poor. The chickens live in such a subpar manner, it's actually torture. THESE CHICKENS ARE ON THEIR WAY TO FRIGGIN' DIE! Does anyone else realize this? Who cares what kind of conditions they are in, they're on their way out of this world, it's a freaking slaughterhouse. I hate P.E.T.A. with such a passion, it almost rivals my hatred of the A.C.L.U. ... I may hate P.E.T.A. more. Now if they win the law suit we'll end up spending thousands upon thousands of tax payer dollars to make NICER SLAUGHTERHOUSES! Then the price of chicken will go up. Seriously, if I could find a way to take down P.E.T.A. I totally would.
So Michael Newdow is at it again. He's trying to stop President Bush from being able to have a minister pray at the opening of his convocation. He doesn't want the blessing of the Lord invoked upon him. I'm glad this guy already failed at removing, "One nation under God" from our Pledge of Allegiance and trying to stop prayer at Bush's first inauguration. What do people like this do for a living? How do they have time to try to make the moral fiber of our country even more absent than it already is? What are their motives? Doesn't this man have a 9-5 he has to go to every day? The list goes on. Frankly, I'm stunned that he has time to continue these frivolous law suits. Well, now that I've raised my blood pressure a good 29 points, I'm off to go do stuff.
New Winner
I win again,
Ok I told you all (that should be 'yinz' for you Pittsburgers) that The Strokes take the title for Best Wake Up CD. Today, however, I found out that the Strokes have been usurped by The Mars Volta. I threw in "Deloused in the Comatorium" last night just for kicks and then boom I woke up to that this morning. This morning was my best morning all week. I was up, I was alert, I was ready to take on the world, and I even threw in some air guitar riffs while I was getting out of bed. Only the Mars Volta could inspire such a great morning. SO! What have we learned today? Follow my Keith-esque outline.
1) Go get a CD alarm clock
2) Get the Mars Volta cd, "Deloused in the Comatorium".
3) Wreck your neck
You guys are easy to please.
Ok I told you all (that should be 'yinz' for you Pittsburgers) that The Strokes take the title for Best Wake Up CD. Today, however, I found out that the Strokes have been usurped by The Mars Volta. I threw in "Deloused in the Comatorium" last night just for kicks and then boom I woke up to that this morning. This morning was my best morning all week. I was up, I was alert, I was ready to take on the world, and I even threw in some air guitar riffs while I was getting out of bed. Only the Mars Volta could inspire such a great morning. SO! What have we learned today? Follow my Keith-esque outline.
1) Go get a CD alarm clock
2) Get the Mars Volta cd, "Deloused in the Comatorium".
3) Wreck your neck
You guys are easy to please.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
The Civil War
Let's talk for a little bit about some important things:
1) How sweet is the American Civil War? I'm not talking about the killing and dying and blood and all of that, but I'm talking about the Ken Burns' Civil War series which spawned one of the greatest soundtracks to a documentary ever!! If you're a history buff, or if you need to get your Civil War-crazed spouse/friend an awesome gift, go out and get the set. It's probably a decade old now but nonetheless an awesome series.
2) How ridiculous is the Thornton/Boccardi report on CBS? It's so stupid on so many levels. What? You want to talk about them? Ok great!
A) Thornton (way to betray PA you buckethead)/Boccardi are contracted to audit CBS's political ties not by an outside agency, but by CBS. CBS internally recruiting to scrutinize their organization? Sounds shady to me. Looks shady to me. You know what they say, if it looks like a duck and talks like a duck, it's a spade.
B) The obvious blind eye turned to 'expert testimony' is unscrupulous. Yeah, I just said unscrupulous in a sentence. To hire not one, but TWO typewriter experts, ask them for their professional opinion of whether the documents are forged and then kindly dismiss their testimony as 'lacking exploration of all possible alternatives to the origination of the documents' is absolutely absord. Clearly the documents are forged and should not have been used.
C). CBS is unbiased politically? Come one people. We Americans are not idiots. Let's set the scene. Less than two months before a pivotal American election, a news anchor (and reputed Democratic fundraiser) forces a story based on forged documents through the CBS machine (oh wait, they worked on it for 5 years that's right...), gets caught redhanded in 'journalistic malfeascance' and then wants us to believe that there were no political motives behind the story? Get freaking real and die.
D) The only thing good about CBS is Dave Letterman
3) I think Keith has lost his marbles for not liking to get his hair cut. It's so relaxing and comforting. I'm getting all sleepy just thinking about it.
4) Last night it was 62 degrees at 11:30pm and I drove home from work with my windows down. Top down, chrome spinnin'!
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1) How sweet is the American Civil War? I'm not talking about the killing and dying and blood and all of that, but I'm talking about the Ken Burns' Civil War series which spawned one of the greatest soundtracks to a documentary ever!! If you're a history buff, or if you need to get your Civil War-crazed spouse/friend an awesome gift, go out and get the set. It's probably a decade old now but nonetheless an awesome series.
2) How ridiculous is the Thornton/Boccardi report on CBS? It's so stupid on so many levels. What? You want to talk about them? Ok great!
A) Thornton (way to betray PA you buckethead)/Boccardi are contracted to audit CBS's political ties not by an outside agency, but by CBS. CBS internally recruiting to scrutinize their organization? Sounds shady to me. Looks shady to me. You know what they say, if it looks like a duck and talks like a duck, it's a spade.
B) The obvious blind eye turned to 'expert testimony' is unscrupulous. Yeah, I just said unscrupulous in a sentence. To hire not one, but TWO typewriter experts, ask them for their professional opinion of whether the documents are forged and then kindly dismiss their testimony as 'lacking exploration of all possible alternatives to the origination of the documents' is absolutely absord. Clearly the documents are forged and should not have been used.
C). CBS is unbiased politically? Come one people. We Americans are not idiots. Let's set the scene. Less than two months before a pivotal American election, a news anchor (and reputed Democratic fundraiser) forces a story based on forged documents through the CBS machine (oh wait, they worked on it for 5 years that's right...), gets caught redhanded in 'journalistic malfeascance' and then wants us to believe that there were no political motives behind the story? Get freaking real and die.
D) The only thing good about CBS is Dave Letterman
3) I think Keith has lost his marbles for not liking to get his hair cut. It's so relaxing and comforting. I'm getting all sleepy just thinking about it.
4) Last night it was 62 degrees at 11:30pm and I drove home from work with my windows down. Top down, chrome spinnin'!
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That takes care of that
A few things I think I think:
1.) We just switched laptops this morning. I'm not going to complain about a free laptop, but it's an older, larger, not nearly as sweet version, and frankly it's cramping my style. I feel like we were punished for doing our job well. Since we brought in too many freshman students, we needed to give our freshman computers to them. Bummer.
2.) Getting my haircut today. There are few things I enjoy less than a haircut. I hate going, paying, making small talk, the hair itch all day afterwards. It's just bad news.
3.) Jeff Mincey, our boss, has a pretty slammin' house. We have some pretty slammin' coworkers.
4.) I can't wait to move up to Grove City and smoke a pipe on the way home from work. Fabulous idea Andrew.
5.) Men rule at the game Catchphrases.
6.) Blondes DO have more fun ... wait a minute, what am I saying, I have red hair.
7.) I beat Andrew to this post today.
8.) It's 62 degrees out on January 13th. I'm riding home with my windows down and my system up ... kind of like Eminem.
1.) We just switched laptops this morning. I'm not going to complain about a free laptop, but it's an older, larger, not nearly as sweet version, and frankly it's cramping my style. I feel like we were punished for doing our job well. Since we brought in too many freshman students, we needed to give our freshman computers to them. Bummer.
2.) Getting my haircut today. There are few things I enjoy less than a haircut. I hate going, paying, making small talk, the hair itch all day afterwards. It's just bad news.
3.) Jeff Mincey, our boss, has a pretty slammin' house. We have some pretty slammin' coworkers.
4.) I can't wait to move up to Grove City and smoke a pipe on the way home from work. Fabulous idea Andrew.
5.) Men rule at the game Catchphrases.
6.) Blondes DO have more fun ... wait a minute, what am I saying, I have red hair.
7.) I beat Andrew to this post today.
8.) It's 62 degrees out on January 13th. I'm riding home with my windows down and my system up ... kind of like Eminem.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Here's something noteworthy
http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,144090,00.html
Hahahaha I don't know the last time I've seen the words 'Karate Kick' in an official piece of journalism.
Hahahaha I don't know the last time I've seen the words 'Karate Kick' in an official piece of journalism.
Amazing Things
I'm really struggling the last few days to find good news to report. I'm running out of sweet things that people do. I did just find out that Tracy McGrady, T-Mac, the shooting guard for the Houston Rockets holds a softball charity game and donates all of the money to his favorite charity. I think only like 20 people attend since African Americans aren't into baseball. Oh well, a noble effort to be sure.
Speaking of McDonalds, I think it's time everyone was aware of a new policy change they made that is actually for the better. McDonalds corporate now allows the mixing of pop when you order. For example, you can now go up to the counter and say, "I'd like half lemonade and half iced tea please." They will now make it for you where as before, they wouldn't do it. This is a HUGE improvement. I'm not sure it atones for the sins of no more biggie sized foods though. I totally agree with Andrew. What is McDonalds trying to do, keep us from ourselves? Frankly I think this whole eat healthy thing is a horrible idea ... for McDonalds. YOU ARE A FAST FOOD JOINT FOR GOD'S SAKE! YOU SERVE FAST FOOD THAT'S GOOD AND HORRIBLE FOR YOU. If I want food that's quasi-good for me, I'll stop at Sheetz and get an alfafa wrap or something. McDonald's needs to remember it's audience, or it WILL fail. Like when Oldsmobile made the Alero (I owned one) but it was a car that catered to younger kids. Last time I checked old people drived Oldsmobile cars. Bad move. You go ahead McDonalds, feed healthy people with your horrible parfaits and dry stupid salads. Watch Dave Thomas at Wendy's take over ... oh wait he died of a heart attack ...
I'm going to start a new section from time to time called things that are underrated. I think there are a few things in life that should get more face time dang it and I'm here to give it to them.
1.) Triscuits - go pick up a box and start eating them. They're darn good, just have water handy.
2.) Gummy Bears - addicting and satisfying, yet often forgotten ... more like yummy bears
3.) Street Fighter 2 - one of the reasons I'm really looking forward to moving up to Grove City is the revival of Street Fighter 2 games between Andrew and I. Forget the fact it's on the SNES, it's a kickin game.
Speaking of McDonalds, I think it's time everyone was aware of a new policy change they made that is actually for the better. McDonalds corporate now allows the mixing of pop when you order. For example, you can now go up to the counter and say, "I'd like half lemonade and half iced tea please." They will now make it for you where as before, they wouldn't do it. This is a HUGE improvement. I'm not sure it atones for the sins of no more biggie sized foods though. I totally agree with Andrew. What is McDonalds trying to do, keep us from ourselves? Frankly I think this whole eat healthy thing is a horrible idea ... for McDonalds. YOU ARE A FAST FOOD JOINT FOR GOD'S SAKE! YOU SERVE FAST FOOD THAT'S GOOD AND HORRIBLE FOR YOU. If I want food that's quasi-good for me, I'll stop at Sheetz and get an alfafa wrap or something. McDonald's needs to remember it's audience, or it WILL fail. Like when Oldsmobile made the Alero (I owned one) but it was a car that catered to younger kids. Last time I checked old people drived Oldsmobile cars. Bad move. You go ahead McDonalds, feed healthy people with your horrible parfaits and dry stupid salads. Watch Dave Thomas at Wendy's take over ... oh wait he died of a heart attack ...
I'm going to start a new section from time to time called things that are underrated. I think there are a few things in life that should get more face time dang it and I'm here to give it to them.
1.) Triscuits - go pick up a box and start eating them. They're darn good, just have water handy.
2.) Gummy Bears - addicting and satisfying, yet often forgotten ... more like yummy bears
3.) Street Fighter 2 - one of the reasons I'm really looking forward to moving up to Grove City is the revival of Street Fighter 2 games between Andrew and I. Forget the fact it's on the SNES, it's a kickin game.
Addendum
From now until I take the GRE I'm going to leave you all with a word of the day to help you get smarter while I try in vain to do the same. Today the word is:
Temporize: (v) To avoid committing oneself.
Sure!
Keith was trying to temporize on the issue of getting an apartment near his workplace. Fortunately he got his act together though.
Temporize: (v) To avoid committing oneself.
Keith was trying to temporize on the issue of getting an apartment near his workplace. Fortunately he got his act together though.
Tying the loose strings together
In typical form, I beat Keith to post.
Ok people I need to talk about a few things. I know a ton of you have been asking me (ok I'm lying, obviously) "Andrew, we loved hearing about what kind of music you have been waking up to, but as of late you've been quiet about the issue. What have you been listening to??" Well I'll tell you, people. I think I might have found a CD that's absoultely perfect for waking up. The past few days in a row I've woken up to The Strokes' 'Is This It?". Great album, great to wake up to. The first track, "Is This It" has the catchiest bass hook ever and it makes me smile and feel like I'm ready to take on the day. Go try it!
Second off, I found one person who reads our blog. Ethan, this post is for you:
So Ethan and I are talking yesterday and he's lamenting the sad state of McDonald's lately. He recounted to me a sad tale of food denial at the Golden Arches. So Ethan goes up to the counter at McDonald's and wants to order some food. He's kind of hungry and really wants to get full, so he goes "Hey give me a Big Mac Meal, and Supersize that bad boy". So he gets his food, and he has a regular size meal. Ethan being the careful, attention to detail kind of guy that he is asks why the heck he didn't get what he ordered. He is informed, by the cashier, that McDonald's no longer Supersizes meals. The logical question is: WHY?! Ethan is then informed that in order to prevent the populous of America from becoming fat and obese, McDonald's no longer Supersizes meals.
How ridiculous is this policy?! I echo Ethan's lament, "Why can't I get more fries because some fatty can't control themselves?!" A good question, Ethan. When did McDonald's become the moral policeman/woman for America's Fatty McFattertons??! If someone wants to come into McDonald's, gorge themselves, and then become so fat that they can't see their own feet when standing in line to order another round of cheeseburgers, do it. If people want to eat, let them. I honestly think this is a play by McDonald's to rake in profits. Think about it. If someone is so depraved to the point that they cannot even control how much they eat, what is having a smaller hamburger going to do? Do you think Big Bertha is going to look at her small fry and say "Hmm I need to eat less. Thanks for helping me on the path to physical fitness, McDonald's"? No. They're going to say "Dang it my vacuous crevase of a stomach needs more food in it. I'm going to go buy some more". McDonald's fronts like they're trying to help fat people, but in all reality they're playing off their most disgusting of weaknesses. McDonald's is going to make so much more money off of fat people that can't control themselves. Couple those profits with the cash already being raked in through their new improved fitness oriented line of foods (salads, shakes, yogurt parfaits, etc) and they are rolling in dough.
I think it's probably safe to assume from my post, I am very prejudiced against fat people, honestly.
Ok people I need to talk about a few things. I know a ton of you have been asking me (ok I'm lying, obviously) "Andrew, we loved hearing about what kind of music you have been waking up to, but as of late you've been quiet about the issue. What have you been listening to??" Well I'll tell you, people. I think I might have found a CD that's absoultely perfect for waking up. The past few days in a row I've woken up to The Strokes' 'Is This It?". Great album, great to wake up to. The first track, "Is This It" has the catchiest bass hook ever and it makes me smile and feel like I'm ready to take on the day. Go try it!
Second off, I found one person who reads our blog. Ethan, this post is for you:
So Ethan and I are talking yesterday and he's lamenting the sad state of McDonald's lately. He recounted to me a sad tale of food denial at the Golden Arches. So Ethan goes up to the counter at McDonald's and wants to order some food. He's kind of hungry and really wants to get full, so he goes "Hey give me a Big Mac Meal, and Supersize that bad boy". So he gets his food, and he has a regular size meal. Ethan being the careful, attention to detail kind of guy that he is asks why the heck he didn't get what he ordered. He is informed, by the cashier, that McDonald's no longer Supersizes meals. The logical question is: WHY?! Ethan is then informed that in order to prevent the populous of America from becoming fat and obese, McDonald's no longer Supersizes meals.
How ridiculous is this policy?! I echo Ethan's lament, "Why can't I get more fries because some fatty can't control themselves?!" A good question, Ethan. When did McDonald's become the moral policeman/woman for America's Fatty McFattertons??! If someone wants to come into McDonald's, gorge themselves, and then become so fat that they can't see their own feet when standing in line to order another round of cheeseburgers, do it. If people want to eat, let them. I honestly think this is a play by McDonald's to rake in profits. Think about it. If someone is so depraved to the point that they cannot even control how much they eat, what is having a smaller hamburger going to do? Do you think Big Bertha is going to look at her small fry and say "Hmm I need to eat less. Thanks for helping me on the path to physical fitness, McDonald's"? No. They're going to say "Dang it my vacuous crevase of a stomach needs more food in it. I'm going to go buy some more". McDonald's fronts like they're trying to help fat people, but in all reality they're playing off their most disgusting of weaknesses. McDonald's is going to make so much more money off of fat people that can't control themselves. Couple those profits with the cash already being raked in through their new improved fitness oriented line of foods (salads, shakes, yogurt parfaits, etc) and they are rolling in dough.
I think it's probably safe to assume from my post, I am very prejudiced against fat people, honestly.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
I can explain it, because I studied Meteorologie
Ok this is how freezing rain works,
Rain, when it comes from the sky, is in water form. Sometimes in the upper levels of the stratosphere, it's colder than here on earth. Not often, but sometimes it is. When it's colder higher up, and the rain comes down, it's ice! As soon as the ice gets into warmer air, it turns to water. Ice is actually water...that's frozen!! Ok so the ice warms up as it plummets towards your car, but it doesn't completely thaw. The combo of icey water is also known as freezing rain. Sometimes people refer to freezing rain as "This is the worst weather ever...why can't you drive!?!?!" Well, at least I call it that when I'm driving to work and the mommy or daddy in front of me decides that they want to drive their kid to work, then stop in the middle of the rain, then let their kid out, then hold up traffic, then tell their kid that they left their lunch on their seat, then wave at them, then hold up traffic, then can't get traction on the road and fishtail all over the place, then hold up traffic then make me swear under my breath. Clearly, freezing rain is a direct result of the Fall of Mankind.
Rain, when it comes from the sky, is in water form. Sometimes in the upper levels of the stratosphere, it's colder than here on earth. Not often, but sometimes it is. When it's colder higher up, and the rain comes down, it's ice! As soon as the ice gets into warmer air, it turns to water. Ice is actually water...that's frozen!! Ok so the ice warms up as it plummets towards your car, but it doesn't completely thaw. The combo of icey water is also known as freezing rain. Sometimes people refer to freezing rain as "This is the worst weather ever...why can't you drive!?!?!" Well, at least I call it that when I'm driving to work and the mommy or daddy in front of me decides that they want to drive their kid to work, then stop in the middle of the rain, then let their kid out, then hold up traffic, then tell their kid that they left their lunch on their seat, then wave at them, then hold up traffic, then can't get traction on the road and fishtail all over the place, then hold up traffic then make me swear under my breath. Clearly, freezing rain is a direct result of the Fall of Mankind.
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