February 2005 Archives

The birthday is less than a week away and birthdays have this tendency of making me more introspective than normal. Yes, I can actually be more introspective than I normally am. Yes, it really isnˆ‚t all that pretty. Yes, Nena is a saint for putting up with it. But Iˆ‚m not here to talk about Nenaˆ‚s sainthood. Cuz really, she has her own space for that now. No, Iˆ‚m going to talk about the results of my introspection. Yeah, thereˆ‚s going to be some changes made, and hereˆ‚s what they are.

Seriously, why isnˆ‚t India.Arie bigger than she is?

Thanks to a series of conversations, first with Cody who reminded me of my anal-retentive tendencies and later with Nicepersonality who empowered them, I am now going through my mp3s and rating every single one of the 7000+ tracks that exist on Han and Artoo.

No, really. I am. And thereˆ‚s an easy way to do this.

Man, I totally blew my creative Valentine's Day title wad , didn't I?

Friday morning. Dear LAWD am I thankful for this week being over.

Seriously, everything good's been counteracted by something bad and it's starting to get to me. Ugh. Wanna know what's been going down? Wanna know what the title means? Keep reading, yo. Keep reading.

Sometimes, just sometimes, the hardest part of the trip is getting home.

However, getting home is even harder when you aren't exactly sure of where home is.

Sometimes, the best part about going home- is reinventing what it means to have been there before.

Holy mother of crap. It snowed yesterday.

If it'd snowed like this in The Minny or Chicago, no one would have batted an eyelash. But this is Kansas, where people just don't know any better. Which, yknow ... is sad.

Sometimes, the strangest thing about a homecoming- is realizing that it isn't home anymore.

We're home, we're alive, it was a good weekend.

It just extended itself by a day is all.

Yeah, there's a story there, and it's coming Tuesday.

Let's just say it involves Arturo, a tow truck, the Super Bowl and a mechanic.

Oh, and happy six month wedding anniversary Nena.
I don't think I'll get into this one more, because ... yeah. It's been great.

First off. Happy Birthday Red. It's a big one, and I think you're going to rock this year out. No, seriously. You're a rockstar and, well you're going to live like one this year. Only, not the young 20something rockstar who's unsure of how long fame is going to last. You're going to live it like an established rockstar that knows they've built a career that will survive the industry.

Leaving for The Minny in a few hours ...

Whoo! Super Bowl Sunday is nearly here. Time now for the final round of football pick 'em.

To refresh your memories ... here are the current standings.

1. Charlie:8-2
2. Almejor: 7-3
3. Cody: 7-3
4. Kevin: 6-2
5. Tom: 6-0
6. Nenie 5-5
7. Chas 2-3 +1

I don't have to apologize for being a Cubs fan, nor do I have to defend my loyalty. Though this season marks the eight since I've been gone and though I don't meticulously scour the Chicago papers for every bit of detail on my team, I've always lived and died with these fools. And while there's been a lot of living as of late, lifetime I'm still more dead than breathing thanks to an ad on a YMCA bulletin board my father answered more than 30 years ago. It is with this that I begin- the betrayal of the faithful.

One of these days I'm going to drive down to Nena's office and bring the rapture unto some folks. Holy mother of shit. Red, you think YOU work with some fools? You have no idea.

I won't go into details, since they don't matter and are pretty arbitrary. Still. I just don't understand how some folks have managed to live this long.

Alright, some quick hits for folks and then I'm outta here.

First off, the database is going MUCH slower than I'd anticipated. I think this deadline is a wee bit impossible, but I'm going to try and make it happen.

Next, I am SO looking forward to getting out of town for a day or two. Damn, The Minny'd better look out. I'm comin' back.

The Sosa rant ... is brewing. I think I'll finish it up tonight and drop it on you in the morning. I previewed it to Cody and I think i was a bit too Jim Rome with it. I need to bring out the Keillor a bit. There will also be a wrestling rant at some point, because the industry is too stupid to live.

NEWS FLASH! Parental blogging is on its way out. Why? Because the NYT has covered it. Nothing says SharkJumper like a writeup in the paper of record. OK, so hitting the cover of Newsweek or Time is pretty bad. As is having Katie Couric do a one hour special on you. Sorry teen sex, your fifteen minutes is up.

While we're talking about magazines, something dawned on me this weekend while I was trolling Restoration Hardware two weekends ago. I hope that I will never have a subscription to a publication that has the ability to publish a book of their best wine cartoons.

OK, last but not least- anyone been keeping up on this ridiculousness regarding Eyes on the Prize? Apparently there's no DVD release of the documentary because folks are complaining about copyright issues. As a result, folks all over the country are coming together on February 8 to have a massive screening of the documentary. Lawrence's showing will be ...

When: February 8th at 8:00 PM
Where: KU's Summerfield Hall- Room427
Price: Free, with free popcorn in front of the building as well

For more information about the situation, check out this post under the cut.