It's come to my attention that I am a lazy, lazy person as of late. I don't have any projects that I'm working on. When I haven't seen or spoken to someone in weeks or months and they ask me how I'm doing or what's new, I have no reply but to say "nuthin'" or "not much." I'd say that's a pretty good indicator of stagnation. It's not just life ( Read more... )

but, if someone could please tell the bird sitting right outside of my window that it's okay to take a break from constant chirping after five minutes straight, that would be fantastic. I know that it is spring. I'm happy about this. But please, stop the chirping ( Read more... )

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Or, images taken before I fell off of the back of the truck in Charlottesville, VA at the Foxfield Races.
( In an unrelated story, last night I was watching the reality show about plastic surgeons in LA, and one of the doctors they follow around had her baby boy circumcised in their house on the (granted, quite nice) kitchen counter. If you were a male, would you want to eat cereal every morning at the counter where your circumcision had been filmed for a show on E! [entertainment] television? )

Sometimes when I'm at work, and I'm feeling a little listless, I go here to see ( this... )

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the "yellow tail" of [yellow tail] wine refers to a type of wallaby (the "rock wallaby" or "yellow tail"). So, i've been wrong all of these years for referring to it as the "kangaroo wine." I'll contemplate that tonight when I have some of the pinot grigio that's sitting in my fridge.

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At one time, when I was younger (late middle-early high school), I figured that the perfect place for me to live would be someplace out in the country, not too far from a big city (read shopping), but far enough that it would definitely be country living. I think I pictured myself somewhere like Madison. I was thinking recently (while driving ( Read more... )

Pictures my Uncle Michael took:


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I had a meeting this morning with professional-types. We discussed things like budgets, agendas and what-not. One of my meeting-mates asked if I had a business card with me. My response was naturally to giggle awkwardly and state, rather bemusedly, that I don't have any business cards (business cards? business cards? we don't need no stinkin' ( Read more... )