You are the Low-Fidelity All-Star. You were born with your cool, and it's totally natural. You run the gamut from Hipster Supreme (only they can ingest as much coffee as you) to the geeky hipster (Mario Kart, anyone?).
Ooooohh. I want to do what Meg did and do a trial run of AudBlog on here. It's a pretty cool concept and you don't have to worry about hosting the bites. Unfortunately, I'd probably spend more time composing what I wanted to say in my 2-minute allotment than would take me to pound out a simple post. Plus, how would I hyperlink? Time will tell if I prostrate myself before the Blogging Tools Demons and joyfully take on another kind of media to enhance my ego.
After having to wake up to distract myself from some ailment, I found this interesting site called One Word (courtesy of Incognita). The premise is that you are given 60 seconds to write whatever comes to mind about one word. Today's word is "Glamour". Here's what I wrote in my early morning haze:
A hair sprayed wonder walking down the street looking terribly out of place in a small town. I see Glamour trying to be all that her name implies but she simply looks overdone and fried. Move her to a different city and she's schmoozing it up with the rest of the folks.
For the story on what we did in Wilmington, North Carolina, visit Matt's blog. The trip was awesome aside from the drive down (and back to a degree). Five hours of the drive down involved me silently cursing whoever decided to send us through Washington DC. Twenty miles in five hours is not very cool and I drove the intense part of that where people were repeatedly switching lanes in order to find the most advantageous place to be. Matt's parents were dumbfounded by how bad traffic could be in the DC area. I was slightly phased and made the comment, "We're never moving to a city larger than Cleveland."
This past weekend we went up to Rochester to hang with my dad for his birthday. My mom had gone to Toronto with two of my aunts and a family friend for some sewing convention. SARS be damned! Friday night we chilled a little with Dad before heading out to meet up with our friends Anne, Sean, Sarah and Julie. I hadn't seen Sarah and Julie since colleg…
The Democrat & Chronicle have come up with a game that lets you develop a plan for downtown Rochester. After you figure out what projects you'd like to see happen in the city you submit it to the newspaper. The D&C apparently will publish the results of what people would like to see happen in the city on items ranging from infrastructure improvements, entertainment, and economic development initiatives. An interesting exercise.
I nearly fell over when I saw that they're making a movie out of Picasso at Lapin Agile. What a fantastic play by Steve Martin! I was disappointed to see that Ryan Phillipe is in it, but maybe he'll pleasantly surprise me. Of course the casting of Juliette Binoche is all good.
Matt and I had a most excellent time visiting his brother's family in North Carolina this weekend. It was like time traveling back and forth through the seasons as it is snowing today but just yesterday it seemed like it was July since the trees are in full foliage in N.C. There's so much to write about but I wanted to just pop in an put in a quick entry to say I'm alive and all.
My friend Aaron used to do a sketch comedy show called Abandoned Warehouse Theatre while at Syracuse University. The show is no more but the website still exists. I visted the Concepts page for giggles. There was a lot of giggling going on. Go look at it too if you want to laugh.
I took advantage of our 81-degree weather yesterday and took a fast-paced walk around the neighborhood, listening to the first Soul Coughing album on my cd player. I had the sound just at the right level where you can still hear birds twittering and the wind blowing leaves down the street. Mix that in with "Is Chicago, Is Not Chicago" and you have a pretty cool rhythm established. It was pure goodness. I'm sure my legs and butt appreciated the workout as well.
Today is another story in Western NY weather. It's still nice outside with it being 66-degrees and sunny. I braved the cooler winds and went without a jacket when I walked to the bank. It's supposed to drop into the 30s tonight. There may even be some freezing rain tomorrow. My sinuses are in a state of flux and can't seem to decide whether to clog up for the long haul or drain. Oye. It doesn't make for sleeping well at night.
A last thought on the latest weather. When the air turned war…
Reading through some of my daily blogs, I came across one woman's definition of what perfect is:
Tall, thin, fits the definition of 5'0"=100 pounds, each inch over is 5 more pounds... so a woman of 5'9" should weigh no more than 145 pounds and less preferrably. She should have long hair, of an eye catching color -- basically anything except mousy brown. Perfect skin, poreless, with great arched eyebrows and full lips. Her teeth should be straight and white with no spaces. She shouldn't wear too much makeup. She should be athletic, muscular, but not cut like a man. She should be soft and feminine, yet strong -- like one of Charlie's Angels or Angelina Jolie in Tomb Raider -- curvy and womanly, yet very strong and can hold her own. She should be confident, intelligent, calm, positive, caring, compassionate, able to fill the needs of everybody at all times. She should do her best to make others happy. If she has a party, she should make sure that ev…
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures:
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz:
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal (tm):
For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks (tm) [replace with Java's]:
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the House of Mocha's forever.
This commercial by Honda (courtesy of Meg) is very cool. I used to love to watch these kinds of machines at Greece Town Mall in Rochester. I'm not sure if it was in Long Ridge or the mall next door (they connected the malls in the 1990s), but it used to fascinate me.
You can also view the commercial here. It doesn't take as long to load.
I'm feeling much better this early Sunday evening. I took some risks this weekend in terms of letting my opinions be known on a few subjects and I wasn't rejected. There's something to be said about being straightforward and stopping the dance. It's a good day.
I amHastur! The Unspeakable One is the master of those who seek to unveil the mysteries of death. It is through meditation upon the Yellow Sign that the devotee of Hastur seeks transcendence to the city-realm of dim Carcosa. Through a complex series of visualizations that expand the aspirants void-consciousness, the final age will arise. Ruled by the ominous King in Yellow, a new stage of reality will come to fruition. Of the Olde Ones, Hastur is considered to be one of the most difficult to work with, his teachings being reserved exclusively for the Cthonian Adepts and Lords.
Bless their souls over at The Leaky Cauldron. They provided links, but did not spoil on the main page, to the summary of Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix. The summary is in Scholastic's catalog for Summer/Fall 2003. Do not click on this next link if you don't want to find out any details before the book is released on June 21st. Summary.
In our endeavor we are never seeing eye to eye
No guts to sever so forever may we wave goodbye
And you're always telling me that it's my turn to move
When I wonder what could make the needle jump the groove
I won't fall for the oldest trick in the book
So don't sit there and think you're off of the hook
By saying there is no use changing 'cause
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
Acting steady always ready to defend your fears
What's the matter with the truth, did I offend your ears
By suggesting that a change might be a thing to try
Like it would kill you just to try and be a nicer guy
It's not like you would lose some critical piece
If somehow you moved point A to point B
Maintaining there is no point changing 'cause
That's just what you are
That's just what you are
Now I could talk to you till I'm blue in the face
But we still would arrive at the very same place
My parents still don't have power, much to my dad's aggravation. They even drove up to Buffalo yesterday to get two generators so that food doesn't go bad in their freezers. Gee, had I known I could have hooked up with them. Ah well. My dad is fuming that their street isn't listed on RG&E's storm site for work crews today. In fact, there's talk from the crews that it might not be until Thursday.
Matt and I had a blast today doing a shift as part of WBNY's 20th Anniversary Alumni Weekend. We taped the show, so if you want copies email me. I think it went better than I thought just because Matt and I were able to bounce off each other a lot. We chatted quite a bit, but you know what.. we could, so we did. There were some funny technical difficulties at points like carts not playing when you pushed play, so there was this weird dead air in between songs. I also discovered that I forgot how to take readings for the engineering logs. It has been 4 years though.
Last night we hung out with Matt's friend, Kevin, and had dinner at D'Arcy McGee's and then headed over to Mr. Goodbar for a beer. It was an early night due to daylight savings time and the fact that we had to leave the hotel by 6 AM (!!!). Matt did convince me that we should go to the last Sabres game of the season. Final score 2-2 against the New Jersey Devils. Good game though. Lots of tense mo…
Jessica, Jenny, and Matt have some pictures on their blogs of the storm's aftermath. And if the D&C also had a link to pictures as well. Sure, this doesn't compare to the 1991 storm in terms of how many lost power (50,000 this time compared with 200,000 the last time), but I think my hometown was hit a lot harder than before. I just everyone the best out there who doesn't have power and for anyone traveling, be c…
I was watching our local cable news broadcast last night and a story on "Kick Butts" Day caught my eye. Malik from Real World: NYC (X) was visiting along with a girl who is on the current Sorority Life on MTV. It was an ok story until I realized I knew the Sorority Pledge. I think my exact exclamation was, "Oh my god! It's the Greek dancer girl!". I was a little surprised to see that Nicole was part of the show. For the past four years I've watched her dance at the annual Yassou! Greek festival and in various Jamestown High School musical productions. I must be getting old because I think I said something to the effect, "What's a nice girl like her doing pledging for a sorority like that?". Ah well. My other local connection to the show would be Janine, my mom's best friend's daughter, who is a student at UB. She says it's kind of funny to watch the show and see people you have classes with on tv. The show is utter crap,…
Ok.. now that I've had a moment to write again. Here's what I've really been up to the past couple of weeks. Matt's boss got fed up and decided not to run again for his seat, so now we're not totally sure what we're going to do (for Matt's job) after Dec. 31st. He's considering getting back into broadcasting, but that probably means moving for him. On the otherhand, he may also start ramping up his work on this computer game he's been doing for awhile. It's some sort of MUD. There's a big possibility that we're both going to start looking for jobs in either the Buffalo or Rochester area, so that we both could move if we both found something. I don't know. It's a really tight market out there now. We'll see I guess *sighs*
We also figured at this point we may as well just get married now to save on expenses since god knows when we'll have a steady dual income after the end of the year. So instead of the big fo…