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Wednesday, February 7th, 2007
8:41 pm	I think my car could just make it to Mexico. We'll ditch it there somewhere -- park it on the street outside a bank with a cardboard sign that says, "Back in Ten Minutes" in magic marker, the engine idling. I'll sell mangoes with chili powder and you'll learn to eat fire. We'll set up a little webpage to arrange swaps of iPods, customer appreciation cards, Amazon wishlists for paranoiac webheads who're tired of everything that doesn't forget. Who just want a rest and a breath. Don't tell. Please, don't tell. Not even your Health Coach, especially not your Health Coach. I promise, we'll be happy there, finally beyond the reach of the ShopRites and Meijers. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, January 29th, 2007
11:44 pm	I should be in bed because I'm exhausted and was up to all hours last night worrying about bird flu, but I'm really energized by the desire to write a manifesto on new media. I haven't hit on the right structure or tone, yet, and I'm probably too tired to do it justice tonight. I'll just jot down some notes and hope my zeal holds out until tomorrow. Hold me accountable LJ!!! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 28th, 2007
2:31 pm	Overheard in the laundry room “...her brother-in-law is in the hospital. Well, at first, they thought it was just pneumonia, but now they think he may have The Bird-Flu. Well, I said, (talking over the agitator) WAS HE INSPECTING THAT CHICKEN FARM BEFORE CHRISTMAS, OR AFTER CHRISTMAS, BECAUSE I DON'T WANT...” Current Mood: EVERYBODY PANIC! (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 16th, 2007
11:33 pm	The depths of my depravity ( Pics below ) As you might imagine, 90% of my work in network security is policing the facilities for beverages drunk perilously close to computers -- a serious risk to network integrity. And so it was from perched high atop this moral, uh, ground that I managed to drench my desk and keyboard with my orange juice this evening. And somehow, between the cup and the desktop, it managed to expand from a few sips to a metric buttload. It was probably the sucralose. I call that science. As you might guess from the pictures, the other 10% of my time can be broken down as follows: 1. Recommending old-school IBM keyboards for their lovely clicky-clack, their modularity and the ease of cleaning it allows, and the analog resistance provided by the buckling spring mechanism (which Dr. Sean -- my other job -- suspects can stave off carpal tunnel) (9%) 2. Perspiration (1%) (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, January 4th, 2007
1:18 am	Ahh, Midnight... these dates between you and I never go as we planned. No escapades in abandoned buildings, witness to dark compacts. No jet-set romance or whimsical caprice in the unfettered dark. Just one of us in tattered underwear before a second-hand laptop while the other ticks past, accepting, dignified. But this relationship is ours, chum, and we enjoy the familiarity. All packed, except for what I'm forgetting, ready to fly out in the morning. Yay! And I managed to keep my apartment clean in the process... double yay! Annie, here I come! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007
11:55 am	I don't make resolutions... ...I make spreadsheets. If there's one thing I took away from my time among actuaries in Houston, it's a deep and abiding appreciation of vlookup. Anyway, with weekly schedule and monthly budget complete, apartment clean, I'm poised to have my most organized and productive year yet. Roughly the same goals I've been mulling and fretting over the past few years, but I'm sticking with them because I think they're winners. I find I don't have much trouble sticking to a budget, once I've created it. I already broke my schedule last night, staying up until midnight to make the budget. We'll just call that an outlier. Or maybe de minimis. I learned that from the actuaries, too. <EDIT 01/03/07:12:04PM> I should mention, because I meant to but forgot, because I'm tired, that Annie was absolutely invaluable in helping me get organized -- particularly talking me through my goals and precipitating some concrete objectives to get onto the schedule. Love!</EDIT> (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, January 1st, 2007
2:44 am	The phone rang, and I looked up from my movie. It was midnight, New Year's Day, my darling calling from Independence, WI on her uncle's cell to kiss me as the clock struck 12 EST. And at that very moment, the sky outside my window erupted into a flush of red, as the fireworks began. I didn't purposely choose this studio on the 13th floor -- it was the only one left -- but as 20, 30 different local fireworks puffed up and over the horizon, I was glad I ended up here. I'm not a tremendous fireworks enthusiast, but everywhere I turned, all I could see was cityscape bathed in exothermia. Such an orderly little distribution, like when the bridges are blown or the sewers catch fire in a movie -- first the Philadelphia fireworks show enormous to the far left, then Collingswood, Camden, local amateurs with flareguns and illegal rockets, all diminishing out into smaller town shows to the north. I couldn't stop grinning as Annie and I talked and smooched into the phone, conspirators. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, December 15th, 2006
4:19 pm	A chance for folks to meet I may have a little man-crush on A Softer World's Joey Comeau... and this blog entry solidifiessupports that likelihood. I remember practicing those moves myself as a kid, only I could never get it to look quite right, I assume for the lack of a trench coat. I usually say that it doesn't feel like Christmas until I hear the Bowie and Bing Crosby duet, but this is definitely close enough. Current Mood: Jolly (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, November 3rd, 2006
12:26 am	1055 down, 48,945 to go. Still way behind pace, but well ahead of previous efforts. I should confess that about 300 of those words were already written, but I won't. (It's okay, I know you'll keep my secret.) Instead, I'll just tack on an extra 300 at the end, if I make it. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 26th, 2006
12:14 pm	As the good Rev. proposed: ( Four Things about me in each category; *things you may not have known about me.....* ) I reserve the right to edit in better answers at a later date. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 15th, 2006
11:08 am	As I mentioned earlier rumors of Br. Roger Schutz' conversion to Catholicism have been circulating for quite some time, fired by his reception of Communion at the funeral of John Paul II and his own Catholic funeral celebrated by Cardinal Walter Kasper, head of the Pontifical Council for Promoting Christian Unity. These were seemingly confirmed in a recent article* in Le Monde, which, based on interviews with historian Yves Chiron, claims Br. Roger converted to Catholicism in 1972 and maintained the secret to prevent discord in his ecumenical movement. Taizé says not quite. Reflections to follow. *Unfortunately couldn't find this in English, so I'm working off the Catholic World News recap. Translations or links welcome. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006
10:55 pm	So, I did finally doze off, but only after a week of frantic preparations, an absolutely beautiful and flawless, ecumenically welcoming wedding to my rocket-hot, brilliant wife, a madcap sprint through Disneyland, and a 3-day drive through the most beautiful scenery in the Northeast. Of course, it was on the bus to my parents' house, and each time it happened, I woke with a terrified start, thinking I'd fallen asleep at the wheel. 980 miles of driving kinda gets you into a groove, I guess. But I wouldn't trade it at all. If not for just having more newlywed time with Annie to myself, then for the best porkchops in the world at Johnny's restaurant off the Shippensburg exit of 76 east. And the pie... oh, the pie! For any who doubt -- there's pictures at the official website of Annie and Sean's marriage. Also, visited my new apartment building in NJ today to sign the lease. Cruising through quiet, idyllic Haddon Township, I wouldn't have been worried about seeing Freddy's Dry Cleaners along the way, except that it was right next to the Crystal Lake Diner. !!! (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 6th, 2006
2:34 am	Had I LJed it instead of merely saying it to myself, my declaration that "I'm getting married in 7 days and shan't sleep until I rest my head as a married man" would have seemed prescient, rather than merely convenient. And yet, I cannot blame the lateness of this post on this prophecy, self-fulfilling or not, but rather, on a large iced coffee with non-fat milk, at the dinner hour no less, which I drank to beat the heat into submission while waiting for some photos to develop. Now I'm stuck at my parents' home, immobilized with tiredness and somehow, still awake. Cannot even contemplate beds or couches at the moment for antsy-itchiness. Leaving the mainframe setup in the livingroom and heading back to my apartment to force some shut upon these eyes. Now that the bar is closed for the night, I will probably even find parking. I suppose it's too late to call Annie again tonight. But not too early to call her this morning! Eh, probably that too. Instead I will think love at her brain, and she will receive it in a bizarre dream of fish and cartwheels. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, July 28th, 2006
7:22 pm	Deja vu Unfortunately, I seem to have run entirely out of laundry detergent curry all of a sudden. Fortunately, the trunk of my car my living room carpet is the cleanest curriest it's ever been. Unfortunately... (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 14th, 2006
10:16 pm	Unfortunately, I seem to have run entirely out of laundry detergent all of a sudden. Fortunately, the trunk of my car is the cleanest it's ever been. Unfortunately... (Comment on this)
Saturday, April 29th, 2006
12:47 am	I appreciated his sense of decorum A homeless man sleeping on a park bench outside the cathedral just complimented my tie, but only to cushion the blow that my shirttails coming out made me look like shit. (Comment on this)
Friday, April 21st, 2006
9:02 am	You know who else doesn't sell balls? Babies "R" Us. That's right. Because babies don't _like_ balls. Nope. They like $180 American Idol-themed iPod karaoke mobiles that play the complete works of Gilbert and Sullivan. And who wouldn't want a plush Simon Callow wearing an Apple iPatch proclaiming their little girl's singing flatter than the mattress of a Tokyo harlot to the tune of "They Call Me Buttercup?" The Terrorists. That's who. (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 6th, 2006
7:28 pm	Had a great weekend with Annie this, uhm, weekend. Finally escaped the hellacious car inspection gauntlet midday Friday, with very little time (and money) to spare, as I'd planned on driving up to CT that evening. Drive was somewhat draining after a very long week, but uneventful. Careful music choice is imperative. Fiddling across the FM dial until WHYY and then WPRB are overcome by the collision of lower powered stations. I like Gillian Welch in New Jersey but Uncle Tupelo or the Old 97s in New York. Then, for an interminable 48 exits of I-95 in Connecticut, I'll take whatever I can get. I picked up radio preachers in Texas; I don't really care for, or even notice anymore, their theology, but there's a certainty in their voice, whatever they're saying, that can compel me through those last agonizing miles alone in the dark. Which is a bit of a digression from my initial intent, to talk about the wonderful weekend I had with Annie this, uhm, weekend. Got in late Friday and we enjoyed some TV, then a wonderful night's sleep in a genuine bed... I could never admit it to her, but she's right that my Inflat-a-bed is no substitute. Ran some errands the next morning, made haste. Thanks to spring break, Annie's restaurant guide, and a liberal re-interpretation of the term "breakfast," we finally discovered the underground New Haven breakfast scene that had previously eluded us by hiding behind so many round-the-block lines and under such rubbery, cold eggs and starchy pancakes. Annie found us a little greasy spoon downtown, no bigger than a grill and a counter. Had the specialty: home-style bacon, egg and cheese sandwiches and a buttered, fried glaze donut. Ride back to Philly was made in record time -- Annie and I were chatting most of the way, so I kept pace with the cars around me, rather than obeying the speed limit. (Note to self: Contact legal about the admissibility of LJ in court.) Something altogether more pleasant about Annie's voice. No theopolitical screed yet?! I'm losing my edge. And my caffeine buzz. Now for bed. Where'd I leave that bicycle pump? (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 7th, 2005
8:11 pm	Cutest quote ever!!! [redacted] Current Mood: pleased (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, August 26th, 2005
10:37 pm	Day three I was looking for some fallout commentary on shared communion on several of the special interest (that is, polarized) Catholic news sites I frequent. I found it, of all places, on the Catholic News Service... the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops official news agency. And it is suprisingly generous to both sides of the debate. My comments to follow. Current Mood: tired Current Music: Anticipating Uncle Tupelo tomorrow (1 Comment |Comment on this)