Calvin and Hobbes
Hysterical Video
Going Away Video #2
Going Away Video #3
Jason Getting Dunked
Jason Getting Catapulted
The Cabinet, Part 1
The Cabinet, Part 2
The Citrus Incident
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Quick little UPDATE:
MoveOn.org is planning on having people hand out protest flyers outside movie theaters for The Day After Tomorrrow. They're all about that whole "global warming" thing, so they're using the movie to scare people into voting for John Kerry. Makes tons of sense right?
Well, Glenn Beck and his partner company Evil Conservative Industries have some hlilarious flyers that I plan on handing out too. Check them out here.
Later, -T-
MoveOn.org is planning on having people hand out protest flyers outside movie theaters for The Day After Tomorrrow. They're all about that whole "global warming" thing, so they're using the movie to scare people into voting for John Kerry. Makes tons of sense right?
Well, Glenn Beck and his partner company Evil Conservative Industries have some hlilarious flyers that I plan on handing out too. Check them out here.
Later, -T-
Friday, May 21, 2004
Thursday, May 20, 2004
I'm kinda sore, but I've got a full stomach and Law and Order is on in the background. Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's UPDATE!
Current Music: The aforementioned Law and Order
Today's Random Fact: Neil Patrick Harris (Doogie Howzer MD) is in a Broadway play called Assassins. Assassins is written by the same guy who wrote Into the Woods. Lyndz really likes the stuff this guy writes, and for the life of me I can't remember what the hell his name is. Anywho, I should probably let her know when she gets back into the country.
Today's UPDATE is brought to you by the word ESOTERIC. Not many people know what esoteric means. If you do, you'll catch the irony. If you get the humor in my UPDATES, well, you're a different kind of special.
More random irony: The other day I was scanning the radio for something to listen to while driving to work. I settled on a little AC/DC "Highway to Hell". I didn't get it at the time, but thinking about it later made me laugh.
Something else about my daily commute. I've developed the left-arm-automobile tan. I mean, I'm fairly tanned in general, but my left arm sits on the window of my car as I drive. It's only in the sun for 30 minutes at a time, but that afternoon sun starts to accumulate after a while, and now my left arm is darker then my right. If only there was some way I could drive while sitting backwards... Or get someone else to drive me to work, that would be cool too.
Okay, you know you have to read the disclaimer before you read the UPDATE right? Well, let's add something else too. I am not a doctor. If I say anything on here that sounds like medical advice, ignore it. Seriously. Okay, now with that out of the way, guess what I learned from Dr. Drew Pinski the other night? There's no medical reason to have an off-week on the birth control pill. You can just skip the off week and not have a menstrual cycle. I'm surprised this isn't well known considering how much I know females love their monthly sloughing. If you're interested, go talk to your doctor. If you're a guy, I bet you're happy I used the term sloughing instead of something a little more graphic. That's something else I picked up from Doc Drew.
There are certain things in life that can cause you to change your focus. Next time you're having problems focusing, try this exercise. Take a 45 pound plate and place it on the weight rack. Then pick up a second plate and begin to slide it onto the rack as well, except this time place your thumb in front of the weight. Now slide the weight onto the rack with as much force as possible, and in the process crush your thumb. When the nerve impulses conduct that excruciating pain to your cerebral synapses, I really doubt that you'll be able to focus on anything else. Unfortunately, I can say this with experience.
Breaking news: I feel sinewy. Now back to our program already in progress.
I've mentioned Ax e body spray in here before and my thoughts about it are frequently brought up as search results on Google, which I find hilarious. Anywho, here's something else about Axe: It wears off too fast! Don't get me wrong, I still love the shit, but damn it wears off fast. Ah well, as long as the ladies like it, I don't mind at all. As to the search results that bring random visitors to the site, I've been thinking about making a list of the funniest things you can type into Google that bring up BNR. People from all over the planet look up some seriously random shit. I mean, have you checked the list of countries recently?
Did you know Hot Dogs only have 6 grams of protein? WTF? Isn't this just a big hunk of meat? It seems like there should be a lot more then just 6. What else is in there taking up all that space if it isn't meat? Sawdust? Never mind I don't want to know.
My dog is broken. One of her claws split long ways up into her paw. She totally insane so it hasn't slowed her down at all yet, but I'm pretty sure I should get her checked out and fixed up before it gets worse. Poor dog.
I have these reoccurring dreams about accidentally shaving off my beard. It's an odd for my subconscious to should dwell on. It used to really scare me too. I had another one last night and for the first time thought that maybe I should shave it off. I already cut my hair; maybe I should lose the beard too. I dunno. It would be really weird to be without it.
I have I'm a Believer by Neil Diamond, Smash Mouth, and The Monkeys on my computer. I wasn't aware of my possession of all three versions until they just played in a row. AT RANDOM. I have a shitload of songs on here, so the odds of that happening aren't very good. In fact, my Junior-High level math yields odds of 171,810 to 1 against it occurring at random. Creepy.
Okay, that's enough UPDATE for this week. Lyndz comes home soon, so hopefully I'll do something fun that I can post. Until then it's back to work and working out and such. Later, -T-
Current Music: The aforementioned Law and Order
Today's Random Fact: Neil Patrick Harris (Doogie Howzer MD) is in a Broadway play called Assassins. Assassins is written by the same guy who wrote Into the Woods. Lyndz really likes the stuff this guy writes, and for the life of me I can't remember what the hell his name is. Anywho, I should probably let her know when she gets back into the country.
Today's UPDATE is brought to you by the word ESOTERIC. Not many people know what esoteric means. If you do, you'll catch the irony. If you get the humor in my UPDATES, well, you're a different kind of special.
More random irony: The other day I was scanning the radio for something to listen to while driving to work. I settled on a little AC/DC "Highway to Hell". I didn't get it at the time, but thinking about it later made me laugh.
Something else about my daily commute. I've developed the left-arm-automobile tan. I mean, I'm fairly tanned in general, but my left arm sits on the window of my car as I drive. It's only in the sun for 30 minutes at a time, but that afternoon sun starts to accumulate after a while, and now my left arm is darker then my right. If only there was some way I could drive while sitting backwards... Or get someone else to drive me to work, that would be cool too.
Okay, you know you have to read the disclaimer before you read the UPDATE right? Well, let's add something else too. I am not a doctor. If I say anything on here that sounds like medical advice, ignore it. Seriously. Okay, now with that out of the way, guess what I learned from Dr. Drew Pinski the other night? There's no medical reason to have an off-week on the birth control pill. You can just skip the off week and not have a menstrual cycle. I'm surprised this isn't well known considering how much I know females love their monthly sloughing. If you're interested, go talk to your doctor. If you're a guy, I bet you're happy I used the term sloughing instead of something a little more graphic. That's something else I picked up from Doc Drew.
There are certain things in life that can cause you to change your focus. Next time you're having problems focusing, try this exercise. Take a 45 pound plate and place it on the weight rack. Then pick up a second plate and begin to slide it onto the rack as well, except this time place your thumb in front of the weight. Now slide the weight onto the rack with as much force as possible, and in the process crush your thumb. When the nerve impulses conduct that excruciating pain to your cerebral synapses, I really doubt that you'll be able to focus on anything else. Unfortunately, I can say this with experience.
Breaking news: I feel sinewy. Now back to our program already in progress.
I've mentioned Ax e body spray in here before and my thoughts about it are frequently brought up as search results on Google, which I find hilarious. Anywho, here's something else about Axe: It wears off too fast! Don't get me wrong, I still love the shit, but damn it wears off fast. Ah well, as long as the ladies like it, I don't mind at all. As to the search results that bring random visitors to the site, I've been thinking about making a list of the funniest things you can type into Google that bring up BNR. People from all over the planet look up some seriously random shit. I mean, have you checked the list of countries recently?
Did you know Hot Dogs only have 6 grams of protein? WTF? Isn't this just a big hunk of meat? It seems like there should be a lot more then just 6. What else is in there taking up all that space if it isn't meat? Sawdust? Never mind I don't want to know.
My dog is broken. One of her claws split long ways up into her paw. She totally insane so it hasn't slowed her down at all yet, but I'm pretty sure I should get her checked out and fixed up before it gets worse. Poor dog.
I have these reoccurring dreams about accidentally shaving off my beard. It's an odd for my subconscious to should dwell on. It used to really scare me too. I had another one last night and for the first time thought that maybe I should shave it off. I already cut my hair; maybe I should lose the beard too. I dunno. It would be really weird to be without it.
I have I'm a Believer by Neil Diamond, Smash Mouth, and The Monkeys on my computer. I wasn't aware of my possession of all three versions until they just played in a row. AT RANDOM. I have a shitload of songs on here, so the odds of that happening aren't very good. In fact, my Junior-High level math yields odds of 171,810 to 1 against it occurring at random. Creepy.
Okay, that's enough UPDATE for this week. Lyndz comes home soon, so hopefully I'll do something fun that I can post. Until then it's back to work and working out and such. Later, -T-
Tuesday, May 18, 2004
Someone stole my Taco Bell today!
Totally serious:
I was running errands all morning before I went to work. I grabbed two Cheesy Gordita Crunches and then went around the corner to Walgreens to pick up a greeting card. I placed the CGCs on my dashboard in the sun so they'd stay hot. I went in and grabbed the card in all of 5 minutes, and when I got back the Taco Bell was gone! Someone reached in and stole it! Nothing else was gone, my backpack was still sitting there, my stereo wasn't touched, just my damn lunch! I would've been annoyed if it wasn't so damn hilarious. Someone must've really needed some food!
Okay, enough of this. Time to get back to work.
Later, -T-
P.S. This is hillarious. I got it from Timma. http://www.p-p-p-powerbook.com/ Scamming the scammer...
Totally serious:
I was running errands all morning before I went to work. I grabbed two Cheesy Gordita Crunches and then went around the corner to Walgreens to pick up a greeting card. I placed the CGCs on my dashboard in the sun so they'd stay hot. I went in and grabbed the card in all of 5 minutes, and when I got back the Taco Bell was gone! Someone reached in and stole it! Nothing else was gone, my backpack was still sitting there, my stereo wasn't touched, just my damn lunch! I would've been annoyed if it wasn't so damn hilarious. Someone must've really needed some food!
Okay, enough of this. Time to get back to work.
Later, -T-
P.S. This is hillarious. I got it from Timma. http://www.p-p-p-powerbook.com/ Scamming the scammer...
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
I prefer my eggs scrambled, the same way I like my UPDATES!
Current Music: The 2-disc live set from Van Halen
Today's Random Fact: (courtesy of Aaron Karo) "Guys exist in only two states - pre-ejaculatory and post-ejaculatory. Ladies, 'Pre' is the time to ask us for favors, have political discussions, and meet your friends. 'Post' is the time to quit hogging the blanket so I can get some fucking sleep."
Hey, how're you?
I was home last Monday night since I was still on jury duty at the time. Anywho, whilest I was cleaning and such I had the television on Fox. Have you heard anything about this show called The Swan? It's one of those makeover shows where they give women cosmetic surgery and stuff like that, but in typical Fox fashion, they made it into a contest. They compete to go to a beauty pageant or something like that. Anywho, it was kinda interesting to watch the women going from ugly to hot. I feel like I'm rambling so let's not waste precious time. I've got other things to tell you!
What's going on with my girlfriend? Well, let's see: she's still in Dublin, but soon she's going to travel Europe. After that she comes back home to the States (and her boyfriend). So, last weekend I get this e-mail from her telling me that recently she's been enjoying driving guys crazy by dancing with her (attractive) roommate. Um, okay? Thinking about that drove me bonkers for a while. I mean, my girlfriend is really hot, and her roommate isn't bad, and thinking about them going at it on the dance floor isn't a bad thing, BUT I WANT TO SEE IT! It's totally unfair. It's the closest I've ever gotten to a threesome, and I wasn't even there! I can't think about this anymore or I'll pout.
Scary note of interest: The deer are back. The encounters have resumed on my long drives home from work and while walking the dog at night. When it's safe, I let the dog off the leash to chase after them. I don't know if I've made this clear recently, but I hate deer. I really, really, really hate them. For more, read my Fear of Deer editorial that's posted over on the right under the Classic Rants section. But anyways, the deer are back. Okay, enough of this.
Time for a WORKOUT UPDATE: I haven’t performed this well athletically since Pinguary! I've started jogging with the dog every night in addition to my alternating long-run-cardio and weight-lifting every other day. I've also increased my water intake. Albeit slowly, my max bench weight is still improving and my wrists are miraculously still in one piece even though my curl weight has increased tremendously. Eric is still ahead of me in everything, but not nearly by as much as a few weeks ago. At least I know I could kick his ass in a nice long run! All in all this whole "working out a lot" thing is going really well. When the pool opens in a couple weeks (and when Lyndz comes home) I am going to look pretty damn good! Hooray for me! Moving on...
I know I've discussed my dog's eating habits before, but here's a quick re-cap. For some reason she is unwilling to eat the food straight from the bowl. Instead she grabs a mouthful, trots over to the dining room, and drops it. Then she eats it off the carpet. Onto today. I bought some new food (Purina One) and it's only about the size of BB pellets. She's having a problem carrying it because it's so much smaller then her normal food, and it only takes a second to chew, so she's constantly moving from the bowl to the carpet and back chewing all the while. She just ate half a bowl full then fell asleep. Eating wore her out! Okay, I know that wasn't that interesting, but it was really cheap entertainment for me. Next!
I'm a pretty cordial guy at work. I say hi to everyone, and being that it's a massive hospital I say hi an awful lot. So every once in a while I change it up a bit and throw out a little "How are ya?" action. It's never been a problem, people almost always reply with "Good, how're you?" or something like that. Well today I got in the elevator and there was another dude already in there. Being cordial (which we already established that I am) I said, "Hey, how are ya?" He replied with (and I quote) "Better now that you're here!" Um, creepy? I laughed uncomfortably and got the hell off that elevator. That ranks up there with another guy telling me "take care" instead of saying goodbye or "see you Monday". Guys really shouldn't be hitting on me, the beard is totally not chic and I am definitely not pretty enough to be gay. Ah well, there are worse things in life I guess. Like this UPDATE for one. This just doesn't seem like it's gellin' this week. (Like Magellan, thanks Dr. Shoal's)
Burger King has a new spicy chicken sandwich. It's really good, but I swear they're using BW3's Medium sauce on it. I think they just stole it, I don't think they have the gumption to make it themselves. I mean, have you seen the people who work there? Nothing against fast-food workers, but come on, the apathy level is pretty high. Wait, didn’t this start off praising Burger King? Yeah. So go buy the sandwich, pirated sauce and all.
Papa John's is doing something very evil. They're bundling DVD's with their pizzas. My two biggest addictions and they're making it possible to get both AT THE SAME TIME! That's like giving a bottle to an alcoholic and telling him he gets a free carton of cigarettes with it. Except pizza tastes a whole lot better then cigs and the DVD won't get me loaded. Or is it the other way around?
I hate when a person is approaching me with the sun against their back. They don't know it, but I can't see who the hell they are. Then they smile or wave or something and since I can't see what the F they’re doing I don't react. Then I'm the asshole. Look, if the sun's at your back, open your damn mouth and say hi. At least give me a shot at guessing your voice. When I get it wrong, then I can be the asshole. Until then, give me the benefit of the doubt okay? (If it makes you feel any better, I'll probably fake knowing your name and say something like "Hey, how are ya!")
Here's a passage from way back in April 2002 from the original "Todd's Journal": "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH QUILTS AND SHEETS COST?!? Son of a bitch they're expensive. Oh yeah, there are almost no bedspreads and such that aren't all flowery. I got one that's green. It kinda looks like the set I had at O.U. except bigger."
So today I went out and bought a new bed set to replace that one from two years ago. When I walked up to the bed-stuff area my first thought was "HOLY SHIT THIS STUFF IS EXPENSIVE!" Then I remembered that I brought a coupon and that I specifically went this morning because it was on sale. See, me remembering something I wrote back in the day actually helped me! Okay, maybe not. I forgot that with the sale going on there's very little selection other then the flowery shit. The set I ended up grabbing was a black and white pattern, so at least I avoided the weird pastel colors, but I think it's still a flower pattern. Oh well.
Well, it's late and I want to get up at a decent time tomorrow. I want to run, but we'll see how my knee does. It's been barking up a storm recently. Maybe I'll try the bike at the gym instead. Stupid knee. Later, -T-
Current Music: The 2-disc live set from Van Halen
Today's Random Fact: (courtesy of Aaron Karo) "Guys exist in only two states - pre-ejaculatory and post-ejaculatory. Ladies, 'Pre' is the time to ask us for favors, have political discussions, and meet your friends. 'Post' is the time to quit hogging the blanket so I can get some fucking sleep."
Hey, how're you?
I was home last Monday night since I was still on jury duty at the time. Anywho, whilest I was cleaning and such I had the television on Fox. Have you heard anything about this show called The Swan? It's one of those makeover shows where they give women cosmetic surgery and stuff like that, but in typical Fox fashion, they made it into a contest. They compete to go to a beauty pageant or something like that. Anywho, it was kinda interesting to watch the women going from ugly to hot. I feel like I'm rambling so let's not waste precious time. I've got other things to tell you!
What's going on with my girlfriend? Well, let's see: she's still in Dublin, but soon she's going to travel Europe. After that she comes back home to the States (and her boyfriend). So, last weekend I get this e-mail from her telling me that recently she's been enjoying driving guys crazy by dancing with her (attractive) roommate. Um, okay? Thinking about that drove me bonkers for a while. I mean, my girlfriend is really hot, and her roommate isn't bad, and thinking about them going at it on the dance floor isn't a bad thing, BUT I WANT TO SEE IT! It's totally unfair. It's the closest I've ever gotten to a threesome, and I wasn't even there! I can't think about this anymore or I'll pout.
Scary note of interest: The deer are back. The encounters have resumed on my long drives home from work and while walking the dog at night. When it's safe, I let the dog off the leash to chase after them. I don't know if I've made this clear recently, but I hate deer. I really, really, really hate them. For more, read my Fear of Deer editorial that's posted over on the right under the Classic Rants section. But anyways, the deer are back. Okay, enough of this.
Time for a WORKOUT UPDATE: I haven’t performed this well athletically since Pinguary! I've started jogging with the dog every night in addition to my alternating long-run-cardio and weight-lifting every other day. I've also increased my water intake. Albeit slowly, my max bench weight is still improving and my wrists are miraculously still in one piece even though my curl weight has increased tremendously. Eric is still ahead of me in everything, but not nearly by as much as a few weeks ago. At least I know I could kick his ass in a nice long run! All in all this whole "working out a lot" thing is going really well. When the pool opens in a couple weeks (and when Lyndz comes home) I am going to look pretty damn good! Hooray for me! Moving on...
I know I've discussed my dog's eating habits before, but here's a quick re-cap. For some reason she is unwilling to eat the food straight from the bowl. Instead she grabs a mouthful, trots over to the dining room, and drops it. Then she eats it off the carpet. Onto today. I bought some new food (Purina One) and it's only about the size of BB pellets. She's having a problem carrying it because it's so much smaller then her normal food, and it only takes a second to chew, so she's constantly moving from the bowl to the carpet and back chewing all the while. She just ate half a bowl full then fell asleep. Eating wore her out! Okay, I know that wasn't that interesting, but it was really cheap entertainment for me. Next!
I'm a pretty cordial guy at work. I say hi to everyone, and being that it's a massive hospital I say hi an awful lot. So every once in a while I change it up a bit and throw out a little "How are ya?" action. It's never been a problem, people almost always reply with "Good, how're you?" or something like that. Well today I got in the elevator and there was another dude already in there. Being cordial (which we already established that I am) I said, "Hey, how are ya?" He replied with (and I quote) "Better now that you're here!" Um, creepy? I laughed uncomfortably and got the hell off that elevator. That ranks up there with another guy telling me "take care" instead of saying goodbye or "see you Monday". Guys really shouldn't be hitting on me, the beard is totally not chic and I am definitely not pretty enough to be gay. Ah well, there are worse things in life I guess. Like this UPDATE for one. This just doesn't seem like it's gellin' this week. (Like Magellan, thanks Dr. Shoal's)
Burger King has a new spicy chicken sandwich. It's really good, but I swear they're using BW3's Medium sauce on it. I think they just stole it, I don't think they have the gumption to make it themselves. I mean, have you seen the people who work there? Nothing against fast-food workers, but come on, the apathy level is pretty high. Wait, didn’t this start off praising Burger King? Yeah. So go buy the sandwich, pirated sauce and all.
Papa John's is doing something very evil. They're bundling DVD's with their pizzas. My two biggest addictions and they're making it possible to get both AT THE SAME TIME! That's like giving a bottle to an alcoholic and telling him he gets a free carton of cigarettes with it. Except pizza tastes a whole lot better then cigs and the DVD won't get me loaded. Or is it the other way around?
I hate when a person is approaching me with the sun against their back. They don't know it, but I can't see who the hell they are. Then they smile or wave or something and since I can't see what the F they’re doing I don't react. Then I'm the asshole. Look, if the sun's at your back, open your damn mouth and say hi. At least give me a shot at guessing your voice. When I get it wrong, then I can be the asshole. Until then, give me the benefit of the doubt okay? (If it makes you feel any better, I'll probably fake knowing your name and say something like "Hey, how are ya!")
Here's a passage from way back in April 2002 from the original "Todd's Journal": "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH QUILTS AND SHEETS COST?!? Son of a bitch they're expensive. Oh yeah, there are almost no bedspreads and such that aren't all flowery. I got one that's green. It kinda looks like the set I had at O.U. except bigger."
So today I went out and bought a new bed set to replace that one from two years ago. When I walked up to the bed-stuff area my first thought was "HOLY SHIT THIS STUFF IS EXPENSIVE!" Then I remembered that I brought a coupon and that I specifically went this morning because it was on sale. See, me remembering something I wrote back in the day actually helped me! Okay, maybe not. I forgot that with the sale going on there's very little selection other then the flowery shit. The set I ended up grabbing was a black and white pattern, so at least I avoided the weird pastel colors, but I think it's still a flower pattern. Oh well.
Well, it's late and I want to get up at a decent time tomorrow. I want to run, but we'll see how my knee does. It's been barking up a storm recently. Maybe I'll try the bike at the gym instead. Stupid knee. Later, -T-
Monday, May 10, 2004
Here's a few release dates worth noting.
Club Dread: May 25th
Eurotrip: June 1st
Playmakers: June 8th
Nip/Tuck: June 15th
Bad Santa: June 22nd
Barbershop 2: June 29th
Southpark: Season Four: June 29th
Club Dread: May 25th
Eurotrip: June 1st
Playmakers: June 8th
Nip/Tuck: June 15th
Bad Santa: June 22nd
Barbershop 2: June 29th
Southpark: Season Four: June 29th
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
Saturday, May 01, 2004
Hey everybody! ("Hi Dr. Nick!") It's time for an UPDATE!
- Current Music: The Sum of All Fears is on in the background, but before that I was listening to a CD of TV theme songs while I cleaned.
- Today's Random Fact: The inventors of Coke, Pepsi, and Dr. Pepper were all Civil War veterans.
So, how's everyone feeling today? That's nice. I, myself, am feeling rested. You see, I am on jury duty and consequently on a normal sleeping schedule. It's very nice, I appreciate daylight since I haven't seen it in a while. They gave us a ton of time to eat lunch, so I enjoyed the weather and walked all over Cleveland. It's kind of a tiny city, I saw a lot of it in just two days. Ah well, I'm on a case now and it's all hush-hush, so no talking about it on here. That's been known to get me in trouble!
Ooooo, this is interesting. Okay, so last year this guy and girl team came around selling magazines. They were so damn pushy that Lyndz and I bought some just to get them the hell out of my apartment. We tried to cancel them right away and we never heard anything back. I filed a complaint against them with the Better Business Bureau and found out that the company also ran under about a dozen other names. It was really shifty. Anywho, we never got our money back, it was a total scam. So now my dog's going ballistic by the door because some dude with a California accent is attempting to sell magazines to my new neighbor. He's got to be from one of those companies, he's using the exact same lines they used on me a year ago! It's really creepy how pushy these guys are. They're really good salespeople though and that really bothers me. Uh oh, my neighbor just let him inside. Well, he's fucked. Poor dude, I don’t know him at all because he just moved in a little while ago. I should go over and tell him that he just got fucked, but I probably won't. I'm really not that guy.
Speaking of not being that guy, Lyndz is still in Ireland and she doesn't come home for a few more weeks. Before she does come home she's traveling around Europe a bit and while doing so, she's going to miss our five year anniversary. I was upset about that when I found out. I pouted for half an hour before I realized that I was being a moron, so I stopped. Like I said, I'm not that guy. When she comes home, we'll go out and it'll be good times. 'Sides, if she's not here on out anniversary I don't have to buy her anything expensive right? :)
I've been working out a lot recently (but not today, because today I've been a lazy shit). Anywho, I have been working out a lot, and I've started running again. I can run farther and faster now then I've ever been able to do in my life, so that's pretty cool. I've hit that point where I have to come home and ice my knees every 25 minutes after I run. Stupid knees. It's totally worth it though, I feel great afterwards.
I started watching my Sportsnight DVDs again. (or "Sports Night" as two words for all you Google searchers) As normally happens, I'm addicted again. It works out well though, because the episodes are 22 some-odd minutes long, so I ice one knee, then when the episode is over and switch and ice the other! That my friends, is good times. Even without the ice I can watch my Sportsnight for hours at a time. It's such a good show. The writing is amazing, and I'm not ashamed to say that get sad every time I watch that Isaac had a stroke, Rebecca leaves Dan, and Casey's son lying about his baseball stats… It's such a good show! Seriously, go out and buy the damn DVDs, you'll see what I mean. And like I said, it's perfect to ice your knees to.
I also recently watched Hot Shots and Hot Shots Part Deux. Both of those movies are so damn funny. I also watched Wayne's World and Wayne's World 2 again. Another pair of good movies. I'm big on sequels, can you tell? Maybe I'll finish the weekend with a little Bad Boys and Bad Boys 2 action.
I keep my baseball glove and a ball in the backseat of my car so I can play catch whenever the opportunity presents itself. I've also started keeping Eric's glove in there because he tends to lose his, and in case I'm somewhere with other people and they didn't bring one. I mean, it'd be stupid if I was just standing around with a glove and no one else had one. I'm not that guy.
So there's this absolutely massive guy that lives next door to me, I think he just moved in. By massive I mean the most muscular person I've ever seen in real life. I seriously want to go over and ask him what workouts he does and what he eats and if he takes any supplements, but I won't. I'm not that... well you know.
I'm dysfunctional in many ways, but here's something that really pisses me off. When I'm getting dressed, for some reason I always put my right sock on first. Then attempt to put on my left shoe, but I can't because I didn't put that sock on yet. Why the hell do I do this, and why do it frequently enough that it bothers me so much?
The other day at work, there was this woman going bonkers outside the ER. I was with another patient at the time, so he and I just stood there and watched the security guys attempt to pick up this woman and try to carry her back into the ER. I have no idea what was going on, but I'd guess she was high on something, because she was going completely nuts. It was really entertaining though.
Why do people in movies always kiss right when they wake up? I'd love if someone, on film, would go to kiss someone after waking up and be kicked out of bed and told to brush their teeth.
Techno music is funny. Every once in a while I get the urge to listen to it, so I pop in my Webster Hall CDs. I've got a few of them, and they're great mixes, but that's beside the point. The reason I brought any of this up, it I've been thinking about making a few new tapes for when I run. I realized I only have two cassette tapes, the rest of my music is on CD. I don't want to carry around a CD walkman when I run, but I do have a tiny tape player that works great. Anywho, I'm going to burn a new tape (I know that's wrong, but I wanted to type it anyway). Wait, where the hell am I going with this? Oh yeah. When I finally do go out and buy a blank tape, I'll record a few techno songs on it because I think they'd be fun to run to. You know, with the beat and all. Did any of that make sense? I doubt it, let's move on.
While eating a late dinner and half-watching The Sum of All Fears, I decided to make some cookies. I fired up the oven, mixed up the batter, formed the dough on the tray, and placed them in the oven. And then I forgot about them. Now I've got a dozen cookies that are very burnt and about to become raccoon food. The rest of the cookies turned out fine in case you're wondering.
I think that's it. I'm going to go outside and feed the raccoons their baked goods, and then it's probably off to a bar-type establishment for some evening activities.
Later, -T-
- Current Music: The Sum of All Fears is on in the background, but before that I was listening to a CD of TV theme songs while I cleaned.
- Today's Random Fact: The inventors of Coke, Pepsi, and Dr. Pepper were all Civil War veterans.
So, how's everyone feeling today? That's nice. I, myself, am feeling rested. You see, I am on jury duty and consequently on a normal sleeping schedule. It's very nice, I appreciate daylight since I haven't seen it in a while. They gave us a ton of time to eat lunch, so I enjoyed the weather and walked all over Cleveland. It's kind of a tiny city, I saw a lot of it in just two days. Ah well, I'm on a case now and it's all hush-hush, so no talking about it on here. That's been known to get me in trouble!
Ooooo, this is interesting. Okay, so last year this guy and girl team came around selling magazines. They were so damn pushy that Lyndz and I bought some just to get them the hell out of my apartment. We tried to cancel them right away and we never heard anything back. I filed a complaint against them with the Better Business Bureau and found out that the company also ran under about a dozen other names. It was really shifty. Anywho, we never got our money back, it was a total scam. So now my dog's going ballistic by the door because some dude with a California accent is attempting to sell magazines to my new neighbor. He's got to be from one of those companies, he's using the exact same lines they used on me a year ago! It's really creepy how pushy these guys are. They're really good salespeople though and that really bothers me. Uh oh, my neighbor just let him inside. Well, he's fucked. Poor dude, I don’t know him at all because he just moved in a little while ago. I should go over and tell him that he just got fucked, but I probably won't. I'm really not that guy.
Speaking of not being that guy, Lyndz is still in Ireland and she doesn't come home for a few more weeks. Before she does come home she's traveling around Europe a bit and while doing so, she's going to miss our five year anniversary. I was upset about that when I found out. I pouted for half an hour before I realized that I was being a moron, so I stopped. Like I said, I'm not that guy. When she comes home, we'll go out and it'll be good times. 'Sides, if she's not here on out anniversary I don't have to buy her anything expensive right? :)
I've been working out a lot recently (but not today, because today I've been a lazy shit). Anywho, I have been working out a lot, and I've started running again. I can run farther and faster now then I've ever been able to do in my life, so that's pretty cool. I've hit that point where I have to come home and ice my knees every 25 minutes after I run. Stupid knees. It's totally worth it though, I feel great afterwards.
I started watching my Sportsnight DVDs again. (or "Sports Night" as two words for all you Google searchers) As normally happens, I'm addicted again. It works out well though, because the episodes are 22 some-odd minutes long, so I ice one knee, then when the episode is over and switch and ice the other! That my friends, is good times. Even without the ice I can watch my Sportsnight for hours at a time. It's such a good show. The writing is amazing, and I'm not ashamed to say that get sad every time I watch that Isaac had a stroke, Rebecca leaves Dan, and Casey's son lying about his baseball stats… It's such a good show! Seriously, go out and buy the damn DVDs, you'll see what I mean. And like I said, it's perfect to ice your knees to.
I also recently watched Hot Shots and Hot Shots Part Deux. Both of those movies are so damn funny. I also watched Wayne's World and Wayne's World 2 again. Another pair of good movies. I'm big on sequels, can you tell? Maybe I'll finish the weekend with a little Bad Boys and Bad Boys 2 action.
I keep my baseball glove and a ball in the backseat of my car so I can play catch whenever the opportunity presents itself. I've also started keeping Eric's glove in there because he tends to lose his, and in case I'm somewhere with other people and they didn't bring one. I mean, it'd be stupid if I was just standing around with a glove and no one else had one. I'm not that guy.
So there's this absolutely massive guy that lives next door to me, I think he just moved in. By massive I mean the most muscular person I've ever seen in real life. I seriously want to go over and ask him what workouts he does and what he eats and if he takes any supplements, but I won't. I'm not that... well you know.
I'm dysfunctional in many ways, but here's something that really pisses me off. When I'm getting dressed, for some reason I always put my right sock on first. Then attempt to put on my left shoe, but I can't because I didn't put that sock on yet. Why the hell do I do this, and why do it frequently enough that it bothers me so much?
The other day at work, there was this woman going bonkers outside the ER. I was with another patient at the time, so he and I just stood there and watched the security guys attempt to pick up this woman and try to carry her back into the ER. I have no idea what was going on, but I'd guess she was high on something, because she was going completely nuts. It was really entertaining though.
Why do people in movies always kiss right when they wake up? I'd love if someone, on film, would go to kiss someone after waking up and be kicked out of bed and told to brush their teeth.
Techno music is funny. Every once in a while I get the urge to listen to it, so I pop in my Webster Hall CDs. I've got a few of them, and they're great mixes, but that's beside the point. The reason I brought any of this up, it I've been thinking about making a few new tapes for when I run. I realized I only have two cassette tapes, the rest of my music is on CD. I don't want to carry around a CD walkman when I run, but I do have a tiny tape player that works great. Anywho, I'm going to burn a new tape (I know that's wrong, but I wanted to type it anyway). Wait, where the hell am I going with this? Oh yeah. When I finally do go out and buy a blank tape, I'll record a few techno songs on it because I think they'd be fun to run to. You know, with the beat and all. Did any of that make sense? I doubt it, let's move on.
While eating a late dinner and half-watching The Sum of All Fears, I decided to make some cookies. I fired up the oven, mixed up the batter, formed the dough on the tray, and placed them in the oven. And then I forgot about them. Now I've got a dozen cookies that are very burnt and about to become raccoon food. The rest of the cookies turned out fine in case you're wondering.
I think that's it. I'm going to go outside and feed the raccoons their baked goods, and then it's probably off to a bar-type establishment for some evening activities.
Later, -T-
