Yes, it's been a while...no, I don't have a logical excuse. I would make up something neat, but I'm not THAT good a liar.
I read the following headline on a cheesey tabloid in the supermarket last night:
'Them Thar Hills' Discovered
Give that a minute to sink in, then read it again. I would attempt a theory, but there's not enough coffee in the house.
Finished Lewis Black's book Nothing's Sacred recently, and I highly recommend it to anyone who's a fan. Right wing conservatives might be offended, so don't say you weren't warned. It's as close to a autobiography as I can imagine, as well as being painfully funny. Also, recently, I finished The DaVinci Code which was excellent as well. I look forward to seeing the movie. I'm currently looking through all my books to decide what to read next, perhaps a philosophy or religion book, I haven't decided yet. Any suggestions can be posted in the comment section.
Got our dragonCon tickets this past week as well, this should be fun. Do an image search for "dragoncon" and you'll see what I mean. I thought I was a huge fan of the fastasy/sci-fi genre, apparently I was gravely mistaken.
It's rainy, cold, and gray...a perfect setting for, well, a horror movie. Hopefully I won't be part of one today while I help a friend carry a bed to her apt.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Happy Evil Red Heart Day
Valentine's Day never ceases to amaze me, it has become obscenely commercialized, just like every other gift giving holiday we celebrate; a competition for people to see who can give the biggest "gift" to their loved one(s), and a competition for merchants all over the country to see how much money they can make off of these people. This is why I have always thought, and still do think, that what Valentine's Day has become is completely useless. Since when does the amount of money you spend on someone reflect the amount of love and care you have for that person? Never, in my book, nor will it ever. Why is February 14th different from any other day of the year in that respect? Have we sunk to such a level that now we need a specific day of the year that gives us permission to "go all out" and tell that special someone how we feel about them? It would seem so…
Some might say that I am bitter because, up until recently, I have never had anyone special to share Valentine's Days with, which is far from the truth; I hold no animosity toward showing love and affection to anyone. I intend to participate in Valentine's Day this year, in my own way, not out of fear of being labeled uncaring or heartless by those who choose to participate excessively. As far as I'm concerned, everyday is Valentine's Day for me, my love for those who mean so much to me never fades.
So, for all of those special people in my life, and you know who you are, you owe me nothing. You have already given me the biggest and most expensive gifts I could ever dream of receiving from anyone: kindness, friendship, and unconditional love, and I don't need specific day of the year to return the favor, and say "thank you" for everything.
Happy Valentines Day.
Much love,
Brad
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
That's a BAD Goose
I took part in what I believe to be the strangest conversation this weekend; after getting back in from a karaoke bar, Mike decides to call it a night and leaves. About a minute and a half later, I get a call from him on my cell phone, and here begins said conversation (as well as I can remember it):
Me: "Hello"
Mike: "Hey, it's me"
Me: "Hey, what's up?"
Mike: "2 things: Number 1 - a deer just ran out in front of me at the entrance to your neighborhood, so if you are, you know, wanting to trap a deer, now would be a good time...and number 2 - sorry about peeing in your flower pot"
Me: "Ok.....thanks?"
Mike: "Ok, talk to you later!"
Me: "Later!"
Speaking of the weekend, I entertained a 3 year old for a considerable amount of time this weekend. One noteable thing about kids is that they require 100% of your undivided attention EVERY second you are around them. If you could see the CPU Utilization of my brain it would have been like 99%. I also learned another important lesson about kids; if you ever throw one up in the air and catch them on the way down, you will be doing it for the next 3 1/2 hours (my guess is that even if you DIDN'T catch them on the way down, they would still ask to be thrown again...though I can neither confirm nor deny this). All in all, it was a pretty good time, and a new experience, which is good.
The party was good, people showed up, and that's always a good thing. 13 people doesn't sound like a lot, and it isn't, until they are all going for pizza at once, then it feels more like a stampede than a social event (the Rage Against the Machine song Bulls on Parade fits here somehow, but I don't know exactly how). Karaoke was fun too, and even though I don't like country music (that topic deserves a seperate blog post, but not now), I managed to suffer through the 32948298578275423 country songs that were done during karaoke that night. The funniest thing that happened was when Mike suggested to Jeremy that he should get up and sing a Pearl Jam song in the style of AC/DC, then proceeded with an impression of, you guessed it, the song Jeremy. I nearly choked on my Jager bomb (as if the taste itself wasn't bad enough, try keeping your cool when it's trying to come back up your nose while you are doubled over laughing).
I just realized that this entire post is in random chronological order...putting the sequence of events in the right order is left as an exercise for the reader.
Me: "Hello"
Mike: "Hey, it's me"
Me: "Hey, what's up?"
Mike: "2 things: Number 1 - a deer just ran out in front of me at the entrance to your neighborhood, so if you are, you know, wanting to trap a deer, now would be a good time...and number 2 - sorry about peeing in your flower pot"
Me: "Ok.....thanks?"
Mike: "Ok, talk to you later!"
Me: "Later!"
Speaking of the weekend, I entertained a 3 year old for a considerable amount of time this weekend. One noteable thing about kids is that they require 100% of your undivided attention EVERY second you are around them. If you could see the CPU Utilization of my brain it would have been like 99%. I also learned another important lesson about kids; if you ever throw one up in the air and catch them on the way down, you will be doing it for the next 3 1/2 hours (my guess is that even if you DIDN'T catch them on the way down, they would still ask to be thrown again...though I can neither confirm nor deny this). All in all, it was a pretty good time, and a new experience, which is good.
The party was good, people showed up, and that's always a good thing. 13 people doesn't sound like a lot, and it isn't, until they are all going for pizza at once, then it feels more like a stampede than a social event (the Rage Against the Machine song Bulls on Parade fits here somehow, but I don't know exactly how). Karaoke was fun too, and even though I don't like country music (that topic deserves a seperate blog post, but not now), I managed to suffer through the 32948298578275423 country songs that were done during karaoke that night. The funniest thing that happened was when Mike suggested to Jeremy that he should get up and sing a Pearl Jam song in the style of AC/DC, then proceeded with an impression of, you guessed it, the song Jeremy. I nearly choked on my Jager bomb (as if the taste itself wasn't bad enough, try keeping your cool when it's trying to come back up your nose while you are doubled over laughing).
I just realized that this entire post is in random chronological order...putting the sequence of events in the right order is left as an exercise for the reader.
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