21 May 2009
10 May 2009
another weekend come and gone, full of plans made and broken. i am always completely willing to talk myself in to and out of a variety of activities and obligations at a moments notice. i am a very good planner. i am terrible at follow through.
as i look at what needs to get done over the course of the next two weeks, i am perfectly happy to create a list of things to do. i worry that again, the morning i plan on leaving, i will be completing everything on the list. this procrastination has deep roots, far back to my childhood.
queue flashback music.
fifth grade. i hate fifth grade. i hate my school picture. i hate sitting across from kl. i hate the math group i am in. i hate my teacher. i hate that everyone else loves my teacher.
independent study. two per year since second grade. the only one completed prior to the night before the report was due? the first one. in second grade. who cares about the ozone layer anyway? i can still get a good grade. that is what they are grooming us for here. working under pressure.
end flashback.
ok, i may not have made the statement "that is what they are grooming us for here" when i was eleven. but as i look back, i feel like that.
train of thought again. start with breaking plans, end with pinpointed moment in childhood. this blog is getting out of hand. perhaps a restart?
as i look at what needs to get done over the course of the next two weeks, i am perfectly happy to create a list of things to do. i worry that again, the morning i plan on leaving, i will be completing everything on the list. this procrastination has deep roots, far back to my childhood.
queue flashback music.
fifth grade. i hate fifth grade. i hate my school picture. i hate sitting across from kl. i hate the math group i am in. i hate my teacher. i hate that everyone else loves my teacher.
independent study. two per year since second grade. the only one completed prior to the night before the report was due? the first one. in second grade. who cares about the ozone layer anyway? i can still get a good grade. that is what they are grooming us for here. working under pressure.
end flashback.
ok, i may not have made the statement "that is what they are grooming us for here" when i was eleven. but as i look back, i feel like that.
train of thought again. start with breaking plans, end with pinpointed moment in childhood. this blog is getting out of hand. perhaps a restart?
03 May 2009
welcome, may
well, may is finally upon us. my windows are opened at night (until it drops to thirty again), the music has changed to something decidedly more upbeat, and summer plans are beginning to take shape. here are a few updates into my life...
i will bypass the obvious higlight of the summer, beard sitings.
my mother is to be married on july third. i am not a bridesmaid. i am fine with that. i am, however, the co-reception-host. in my backyard. with a keg. should be a blast. come if you like, i will be the lively one.
put-in-bay? have never gone. for reals. everyone is raving about it, i have a feeling it is not for me, but i have still semi-agreed on an outing with a large group of young, fun folks. we will see how that goes.
new/old bed. i have been sleeping in a twin bed for four full months as of yesterday. i finally said no more. although when i left lou, i told him he could keep the bed, i have since changed my mind. i want my gorgeous, lovely, ginormous bed back. so i am getting it back, this week, and will sleep well in my tiny, tiny bedroom.
i will bypass the obvious higlight of the summer, beard sitings.
my mother is to be married on july third. i am not a bridesmaid. i am fine with that. i am, however, the co-reception-host. in my backyard. with a keg. should be a blast. come if you like, i will be the lively one.
put-in-bay? have never gone. for reals. everyone is raving about it, i have a feeling it is not for me, but i have still semi-agreed on an outing with a large group of young, fun folks. we will see how that goes.
new/old bed. i have been sleeping in a twin bed for four full months as of yesterday. i finally said no more. although when i left lou, i told him he could keep the bed, i have since changed my mind. i want my gorgeous, lovely, ginormous bed back. so i am getting it back, this week, and will sleep well in my tiny, tiny bedroom.
30 April 2009
cross country prep
well, i am starting to get in the planning phase. three weeks from saturday, i will advance cross country to visit friends, both along the way and at the midpoint.
mostly, that means i am making lists. lists of what to bring (don't forget apples to snack on and an ipod charger), songs for the forthcoming WWAD 05292009 mix (the first sd mix of 2009, yay!), what things at work i need to push for someone else to do, and most importantly, the time schedule.
tentative:
sat may 23: leave cleveland. perhaps stop in columbus to pick up partial way driving buddy. as yet undetermined. make it to somewhere in tennessee.
sun: down to la. be sure to stop at horrible truck stop or two. try a fast food restaurant that i have never heard of. take plenty of ridiculous pictures.
mon: to houston. spend the night at r's place. perhaps drop potential driving buddy at airport.
tue: to somewhere. maybe texas border. see how i am feeling.
wed: again, somewhere. let's see how far i can make it.
thu: sd at some point of the day. depending on the prior two days, maybe noon. maybe ten pm. bunk up at popsicle palace.
fri: most important day of entire trip. basically, all dreams of sd trip need to come true this evening. dream includes: best fist meeting ever. vivi staying out past eight. lb making it out to obs. peter d's? beach for sure. perhaps seeing a naked man on the beach. most importantly, ms. pl. oh man, watch out. let's get some fusion.
sat-sometime: hang in sd. leave when cashed on energy. this might be tue/wed. depending.
then....
drive back home. stop at arches for a night. skip kansas - that state sucks. obviously, not as well planned out, with the exception of the music plan.
mostly, that means i am making lists. lists of what to bring (don't forget apples to snack on and an ipod charger), songs for the forthcoming WWAD 05292009 mix (the first sd mix of 2009, yay!), what things at work i need to push for someone else to do, and most importantly, the time schedule.
tentative:
sat may 23: leave cleveland. perhaps stop in columbus to pick up partial way driving buddy. as yet undetermined. make it to somewhere in tennessee.
sun: down to la. be sure to stop at horrible truck stop or two. try a fast food restaurant that i have never heard of. take plenty of ridiculous pictures.
mon: to houston. spend the night at r's place. perhaps drop potential driving buddy at airport.
tue: to somewhere. maybe texas border. see how i am feeling.
wed: again, somewhere. let's see how far i can make it.
thu: sd at some point of the day. depending on the prior two days, maybe noon. maybe ten pm. bunk up at popsicle palace.
fri: most important day of entire trip. basically, all dreams of sd trip need to come true this evening. dream includes: best fist meeting ever. vivi staying out past eight. lb making it out to obs. peter d's? beach for sure. perhaps seeing a naked man on the beach. most importantly, ms. pl. oh man, watch out. let's get some fusion.
sat-sometime: hang in sd. leave when cashed on energy. this might be tue/wed. depending.
then....
drive back home. stop at arches for a night. skip kansas - that state sucks. obviously, not as well planned out, with the exception of the music plan.
05 April 2009
weekend recap
1. j comments that a midlife-crisis-mobile is a cadillac. she does not know that k, the other third of the conversation, drives a cadillac. i laugh hysterically for a full minute before clueing her in. wish i had a photo of j's face.
2. acl is pondering the 3d relief above lakewood hs's back doors. so entranced. who is he? what is he doing? she asks a random couple walking by. they don't know who he is, but he is planting a flower. his pose suggests otherwise. hmm. the entire time, k is laughing with incredible fervor. as acl decides to pull away and exit the parking lot, k points out the REALLY interesting sight causing all of the laughter. a bodybuilder. in a speedo. getting spray painted with tan. oh snap. instead of pulling out of the parking lot, that is a turnaround moment. k refuses acl permission to talk to the bodybuilder and his spray wench.
3. shadow. that is his name. sniff, sniff. awww, he rescued a dog. sniff, sniff. wow, he has a ton of energy. subtle hints to j awkwardly and perfectly work themselves into her conversation with him. thanks for the soco and lime, dude.
4. breakie was delicious, for the second weekend in a row. who knew that hot water was brought in a little metal can? sorry buddy.
5. worst. text message. ever. maybe. blergh. but it didn't ruin the night, how could it?
random notes:
awesome hair at mr. divot's.
foot cramp.
jimmy's #1 energy technique resulting in a crude comment.
fantastic juke at mcginty's.
guy at mcginty's claiming to his friends that, of course he played the toadies song. this was a lie. i played the toadies song. liar.
1 am peirogis. delicious.
2. acl is pondering the 3d relief above lakewood hs's back doors. so entranced. who is he? what is he doing? she asks a random couple walking by. they don't know who he is, but he is planting a flower. his pose suggests otherwise. hmm. the entire time, k is laughing with incredible fervor. as acl decides to pull away and exit the parking lot, k points out the REALLY interesting sight causing all of the laughter. a bodybuilder. in a speedo. getting spray painted with tan. oh snap. instead of pulling out of the parking lot, that is a turnaround moment. k refuses acl permission to talk to the bodybuilder and his spray wench.
3. shadow. that is his name. sniff, sniff. awww, he rescued a dog. sniff, sniff. wow, he has a ton of energy. subtle hints to j awkwardly and perfectly work themselves into her conversation with him. thanks for the soco and lime, dude.
4. breakie was delicious, for the second weekend in a row. who knew that hot water was brought in a little metal can? sorry buddy.
5. worst. text message. ever. maybe. blergh. but it didn't ruin the night, how could it?
random notes:
awesome hair at mr. divot's.
foot cramp.
jimmy's #1 energy technique resulting in a crude comment.
fantastic juke at mcginty's.
guy at mcginty's claiming to his friends that, of course he played the toadies song. this was a lie. i played the toadies song. liar.
1 am peirogis. delicious.
29 March 2009
positivity
lately, i have noticed that a few of my friends seem to have a new outlook on life over the past year or two. maybe they are reaching a point in their lives where they need a change, and i just happen to be around to witness this need for once. or maybe i am a slightly more aware person now, and i am actually noticing the need for change.
it got me thinking about my life, and how i want to change it, and how i can do things to make those changes. i think that this is perhaps a very "me" type of year/quarter/some random time period. i want to make myself better for myself. which should always happen, but is not necessarily the case.
a couple of thoughts on change/growth:
1. i have decided that the most important thing in life is being happy. i know, pretty groundbreaking. i am a genius, figuring this thing out. i should get paid. but seriously, never really was concerned about the overall happy factor. was concerned more with having fun in the time being, not necessarily determining if my current actions, as amazing as they were at the time, would lead to long-term happiness. where does that come from?
2. i think i have a HUGE tendency to be pretty suspicious of others actions. i mean, a bad attitude about people's intentions in what they say, reading into what they are trying to do and then countering my actions as a precursor to their actions, if that makes any sense on screen as it does in my head. i need to STOP this (wow, two all caps in one paragraph). that is going to be tough.
ok, i realize that the last couple of posts have started to make this blog kind of diary-like. not my intention. sometimes i think that i get in a mode where i want to write, or more specifically, type. the clicking is therapy for my fingertips. and, nothing lately has been so hilarious and non-private that i want to post it. but, here are some upcoming events for you to stay tuned to:
my mother's wedding, july 3rd. oh man.
cross-country trip, pl, dcd, the couple, houston, etc. not to mention it is a solo driving event, just me and my computer (and mr. plague).
catering to a post-surgery j.
acl's complete guide to something. was just thinking that might be a fantastic post. just have to figure out the something. i'll get back to you.
morning bakery smell. nice.
it got me thinking about my life, and how i want to change it, and how i can do things to make those changes. i think that this is perhaps a very "me" type of year/quarter/some random time period. i want to make myself better for myself. which should always happen, but is not necessarily the case.
a couple of thoughts on change/growth:
1. i have decided that the most important thing in life is being happy. i know, pretty groundbreaking. i am a genius, figuring this thing out. i should get paid. but seriously, never really was concerned about the overall happy factor. was concerned more with having fun in the time being, not necessarily determining if my current actions, as amazing as they were at the time, would lead to long-term happiness. where does that come from?
2. i think i have a HUGE tendency to be pretty suspicious of others actions. i mean, a bad attitude about people's intentions in what they say, reading into what they are trying to do and then countering my actions as a precursor to their actions, if that makes any sense on screen as it does in my head. i need to STOP this (wow, two all caps in one paragraph). that is going to be tough.
ok, i realize that the last couple of posts have started to make this blog kind of diary-like. not my intention. sometimes i think that i get in a mode where i want to write, or more specifically, type. the clicking is therapy for my fingertips. and, nothing lately has been so hilarious and non-private that i want to post it. but, here are some upcoming events for you to stay tuned to:
my mother's wedding, july 3rd. oh man.
cross-country trip, pl, dcd, the couple, houston, etc. not to mention it is a solo driving event, just me and my computer (and mr. plague).
catering to a post-surgery j.
acl's complete guide to something. was just thinking that might be a fantastic post. just have to figure out the something. i'll get back to you.
morning bakery smell. nice.
15 March 2009
well, another fantastic weekend, and plans for the coming weeks/life
highlights:
finding a fantastic new dive bar, complete with terrible jukebox and trashy bartender that spent most of the time on the phone fighting with someone i assumed to be her old man.
met up with a chick i new in college, and she is just as cool, or cooler, than i remember. she was not bothered in the least with my continual conversation sidebars, which is a mark of excellence in my book.
realized that i make new friends, or at least new friends for the night, very easily. i have recently begun to think that i need some new friends, or at least some alternative friends, and have begun working VERY HARD at it. it is my current, top-priority item of change on my list.
lowlights:
again with the babysitting. saturday night and tonight. and this tuesday and wednesday. i sometimes like having the alone time to do nothing but manage my music collection and get some work done. but sometimes, and especially this weekend, it gets me thinking about being lonely. see item three above. i can't keep texting people in other parts of the world because i have no one to talk to about my hilarious sidebars with myself.
the **r situation. blerghity. i need to grow a pair.
upcoming:
well, you know what i am doing tuesday and wednesday, but here are some items on the horizon...
skee-ball league starts in two weeks. another opportunity to meet some new people, with very low expectations on my performance because i am joining the worst team in the league. AND half-price beers.
road-trip planning. i have a tentative route for the first leg. i am hoping to hit a few states i haven't been to yet to knock my list definitively over 40.
getting out of the music funk. i keep listening to the same things over and over. hit up some different folks for new recommendations. we will see how it turns out. i am pretty sure i am having issues with the music stagnation because i feel i need to make about a zillion changes in my life right now (which you may have guessed if you are one of millions or four people that read this blog).
reorganization and purging. i keep too much stuff because i thought it was hilarious at one point. looking at the stuff again and trying to remember why it was hilarious is slightly taxing. i would like to get to the point where, if need be, i could throw all the stuff i needed in my life in a bag and hit the road if the cops ever caught on to me.
finding a fantastic new dive bar, complete with terrible jukebox and trashy bartender that spent most of the time on the phone fighting with someone i assumed to be her old man.
met up with a chick i new in college, and she is just as cool, or cooler, than i remember. she was not bothered in the least with my continual conversation sidebars, which is a mark of excellence in my book.
realized that i make new friends, or at least new friends for the night, very easily. i have recently begun to think that i need some new friends, or at least some alternative friends, and have begun working VERY HARD at it. it is my current, top-priority item of change on my list.
lowlights:
again with the babysitting. saturday night and tonight. and this tuesday and wednesday. i sometimes like having the alone time to do nothing but manage my music collection and get some work done. but sometimes, and especially this weekend, it gets me thinking about being lonely. see item three above. i can't keep texting people in other parts of the world because i have no one to talk to about my hilarious sidebars with myself.
the **r situation. blerghity. i need to grow a pair.
upcoming:
well, you know what i am doing tuesday and wednesday, but here are some items on the horizon...
skee-ball league starts in two weeks. another opportunity to meet some new people, with very low expectations on my performance because i am joining the worst team in the league. AND half-price beers.
road-trip planning. i have a tentative route for the first leg. i am hoping to hit a few states i haven't been to yet to knock my list definitively over 40.
getting out of the music funk. i keep listening to the same things over and over. hit up some different folks for new recommendations. we will see how it turns out. i am pretty sure i am having issues with the music stagnation because i feel i need to make about a zillion changes in my life right now (which you may have guessed if you are one of millions or four people that read this blog).
reorganization and purging. i keep too much stuff because i thought it was hilarious at one point. looking at the stuff again and trying to remember why it was hilarious is slightly taxing. i would like to get to the point where, if need be, i could throw all the stuff i needed in my life in a bag and hit the road if the cops ever caught on to me.
01 March 2009
linsey and amii, video-style
we have agreed to create and publish various hilarious videos of our daily musings.
please stay posted. hopefully we will follow through.
please stay posted. hopefully we will follow through.
the feast of the beard: the rules
1. jimmy h, eight days into his beard growing, has agreed through signed contract to not shave for one month in total.
2. linsey and amii have agreed to scratch aforementioned facial growth as requested by mr. h.
3. the end of the beard will be marked with great celebration, including a thanksgiving style turkey and much wine and jack, where appropriate (linsey).
4. the shaving of the beard will commence after dinner, and much picture taking will document the occasion.
5. one hundred dollars will then exchange hands, per prior agreement.
2. linsey and amii have agreed to scratch aforementioned facial growth as requested by mr. h.
3. the end of the beard will be marked with great celebration, including a thanksgiving style turkey and much wine and jack, where appropriate (linsey).
4. the shaving of the beard will commence after dinner, and much picture taking will document the occasion.
5. one hundred dollars will then exchange hands, per prior agreement.
02 January 2009
1. flower clown
scene: tommy's restaurant
found gem: flyer for flower clown, a man that comes by every thursday night to make balloons for children of various shapes and sizes. closer inspection of the flyer and you realize that some of the balloons are, in fact, shaped very peculiarly.
interview: our waitress seems to be oblivious to the fact that this is the least bit creepy. apparently, he really enjoys himself with all the kids. apparently, he takes an annual trip to thailand, of all places, to make balloon-evening-wear. apparently, he is the sparkle in everyone's day. this children's entertainer was so amazing, the people at the next table needed to INTERRUPT ("I don't mean to interrupt...") our conversation to speak of his numerous virtues.
conclusion: i have become an expert in laughter-stifling.
found gem: flyer for flower clown, a man that comes by every thursday night to make balloons for children of various shapes and sizes. closer inspection of the flyer and you realize that some of the balloons are, in fact, shaped very peculiarly.
interview: our waitress seems to be oblivious to the fact that this is the least bit creepy. apparently, he really enjoys himself with all the kids. apparently, he takes an annual trip to thailand, of all places, to make balloon-evening-wear. apparently, he is the sparkle in everyone's day. this children's entertainer was so amazing, the people at the next table needed to INTERRUPT ("I don't mean to interrupt...") our conversation to speak of his numerous virtues.
conclusion: i have become an expert in laughter-stifling.
31 December 2008
10. ronnie
poor, poor ronnie... he lost his job. he has a broken L3. he has a baby on the living room floor. he has a pregnant pit bull. the old lady is always working at the repo agency (on the paperwork, but she could handle herself in the field). on top of it all, he has random people walking around the outside of his apartment building taking pictures. too bad they have to be somewhere in thirty minutes, or he could talk a little longer.
30 December 2008
15. i thought it was prince, but it was really karaoke / 12. D's high school/early college soundtrack / 13. smoking in the bar
well, sissie's bar was jam packed and we decided we needed a more divey vibe, so we head off to my dad's old bar for what i assume would be bad country music and old men.
to my surprise, the bar has become suddenly well-lit since the last time i went in, and the average age must be around 33. there is a dj, playing hits from the aforementioned era, and to my surprise, people are smoking. everywhere. into little sucrets/altoids tins.** the younger than average bar patron next to D lights up, and the miniscule bartender tells him "Don't Be Stupid." as he is severely drunk, a what-repeat conversation goes on for a few rounds, until D steps in and tells him what the bartender said.
back to the music. after a poison song, the dj calls out a request from someone for a prince song. i am jamming along to kiss, until we realize that this is not in fact a prince song, but someone doing prince karaoke-style. unbelievable. he had the perfect falsetto and hit everything. the guy with the bloodied, broken up face even enjoyed it.
**side note, i talked to sissie about this very experience, and she informed me that bars are fined for smoking based on the number of ashtrays are in the bar. altoids container ^= ashtray. ta-da!
29 December 2008
11. ATM Rap / 9. Do You Know Where McDonalds is?
D tells A a story from long ago - he learned that the choice for McDonalds placement is based on the economic status of a community. This seems to be very interesting information, until we run into some economically challenged folks on the non-economically challenged street and they ask us where the nearest McDonalds is. plate'o'shrimp moment. stifled laughter ensues.
New McDonald's Commercial* (names have been changed):
Jamie and Bug at the ATM
Put the card in to make amends
Get twenty dolla', sumptin to eat
Shuffle my feet to Mickey D's
Jamie, played by a african-american-lisa-bonet-type. she has a neat afro. mass appeal.
Bug, played by white-hipster-ryan-gosling-with-a-beard-type. wearing a trendy sport jacket.
start location: ATM in a neighborhood with grafitti. but the nice, pretty kind of grafitti that could have been placed there by the local art school kids.
end location: where else?
*many thanks to D for his awesome impromptu rap creation.
New McDonald's Commercial* (names have been changed):
Jamie and Bug at the ATM
Put the card in to make amends
Get twenty dolla', sumptin to eat
Shuffle my feet to Mickey D's
Jamie, played by a african-american-lisa-bonet-type. she has a neat afro. mass appeal.
Bug, played by white-hipster-ryan-gosling-with-a-beard-type. wearing a trendy sport jacket.
start location: ATM in a neighborhood with grafitti. but the nice, pretty kind of grafitti that could have been placed there by the local art school kids.
end location: where else?
*many thanks to D for his awesome impromptu rap creation.
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