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Thursday, December 30, 2004

It's coming, but I've already seen it

I'm staring at the clock, watching the final hours of 2004 drag on. I know that soon, we'll been living in a brand new year. But it doesn't feel new at all. It feels used, recycled, regurgitated. I've been sold a bill of goods that I already own, and I didn't like it very much the first time around. Or the second. Or third.

Man, I'm bummed.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear,
And days of auld lang syne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?

We twa hae run aboot the braes
And pu'd the gowans fine.
We've wandered mony a weary foot,
Sin' auld lang syne.
Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,
Sin' auld lang syne,
We've wandered mony a weary foot,
Sin' auld ang syne.

We twa hae sported i' the burn,
From morning sun till dine,
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.
Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,
Sin' auld lang syne.
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.

And ther's a hand, my trusty friend,
And gie's a hand o' thine;
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

10:07 PM |

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

The Ark didn't need Noah, after all

The death toll from the tsunami is about 80,000 and rising. But they can't find any dead animals. We're not the low man on the totem pole - we're the weeds growing around it.

Here's a link to some amateur footage of the tsunami. I read today where the earthquake that caused the tsunami actually ruptured Earth's orbit. We're wobbling now, and spinning faster. They say it's permanent.

Once again, we're just paying rent.

7:58 PM |

Tsunami relief

To help in the relief effort, CNN has a list of organizations that are accepting donations for victims here.

6:36 AM |

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

My Christmas Tree

Wanna see it? Click here.

8:56 PM |

Last days of temptation

Things are shaping up for the weekend. What was looking like a sketchy New Year's Eve at best, now looks pretty crowded. Without fail, NYE sucks for me. The more I plan for it, the worse it is. The more I spend, the less I get. This year, I'm taking a cue from Tyler Durden, and letting the chips fall where they may. As long as I'm up by Noon for Florida State-West Virginia. GO 'NOLES! I may just wind up partying through Saturday night. Although, it's been a while, and my stamina may get the best of me. I hate when that happens.

7:54 PM |

Monday, December 27, 2004

Christmas Hangover

I'm back from Florida.

I was lucky enough to fly down and spend Christmas with my parents and several other members of the family. My brother was stuck in L.A., working, but we kept in touch often by phone. I've always been very close to my family, and I am happily surprised to find that we grow closer every year. It's hard when you start missing someone before you've even gone through airport security. One of the highlights: my brother and I had given a new DVD/VCR combo to our parents. We found a VHS tape to test it out - it was a video of my grandmother, Mama, and her 80th birthday party. It was probably the last video ever taken of my grandfather, Pops, before he passed away. My dad and I were hysterical, because every time the camera panned over towards Pops, he was chugging a beer. He looked great. He smiled as if he were just enjoying life. He must have wanted to say hi.

It sucked to fly ATA today. Not only did we get delayed for our departure, we couldn't even get off the plane once we arrived at the gate. Some crap about the jetway at this gate hadn't been used in a while, and it wouldn't reach the plane. After a half hour of them "working on it," the pilot had to back up the plane and pull in closer. Remember how embarrassed you were the first time you parallel parked in front of your friends? I waited at the baggage claim for over an hour for one of my bags. Didn't help that ATA unloaded luggage for 3 flights at the same carousel, at the same time. Didn't help that someone took my bag off at the other end, realized it wasn't theirs, and left it on the floor. Didn't help that I didn't notice that until everyone finally cleared out. Scheduled arrival: 2:44pm. Actual arrival at apartment after aforementioned debacle, gassing up and grabbing food: 6:30pm. No complaints, though. All I could think about was the tsunami in Asia and how many people were dead, missing, or injured. Puts things in perspective. So does seeing family.

And so The Countdown begins. How will 2005 look? Does anyone make resolutions anymore? I already know what I want to do, and what I need to do to get there. Whether I get start on December 27, January 1, or March 14 is irrelevant. Just get there. As for the party... it starts immediately.

6:36 PM |

Thursday, December 16, 2004

Who made the brownies?

Holiday office party today. They fed us pizza and gave us gifts, while co-workers brought in their favorite desserts. Merry Fatmas. I should've made my famous eggnog. Could've closed down by 2:00. It was a good time, though. Tomorrow will be the end of an era. Another one is leaving us, as Nichole retires into Momhood. That's cool, but I know we'll all miss her around the office. I'm sure we'll get her back out from time to time, especially if there's ever a sequel to Camp Shadeland. I've never seen a camping trip reach legendary status in such a short amount of time.

I've got so much crap to do tomorrow. Total Christmas gifts purchased so far: 0. After work, it's another send-off for Nichole (we like to stretch this crap out - gives us more reasons to drink). Then Saturday, the party at Megan's. That's got trouble written all over it. Should I wear the mistletoe boxers?

10:07 PM |

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Here it comes

Christmas is next week. I think it snuck up on me. Looks like I'm heading home to St. Petersburg, Florida for the first time since.. wow.. I can't even remember. Was I there last Christmas? Or Thanksgiving? It'll be great to see the family. I'll be down there from December 20-27. Indiana is now on the same time zone, so the Booty Window still applies. Problem now is, I haven't done any shopping. Worse, payday isn't until Friday. Oops. Should be a very laid-back vacation. How much trouble could I possibly get into? That's for when I get back. (And before I go.)

10:23 PM |

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

All your words are belong to us

Gotta love the British. Guys can't find a toothbrush, but boy, can they write HTML. From our biggest ally on Earth comes the hottest Christmas gift for 2004...

The George W. Bush Speechwriter

Never 'misunderestimate' the power of Flash.

10:00 PM |

Monday, December 13, 2004

Get well, Dick Clark

Hard to believe, but he'll miss his first New Year's Eve broadcast from Times Square in more than three decades. He's dropped the ball every year since Dec. 31, 1972... that's 3 months before I even existed.

Send him a card.

Dick Clark Productions
3003 W. Olive Avenue
Burbank, CA 91505
818-841-3003

7:08 PM |

Hug a midget today, or, at least sing him a song

I love music. Especially Christmas music. Even when 3 or 4 radio stations in town start playing it 24/7 before Thanksgiving. Can't get enough of that Feliz Navidad, or Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer. There's one that never gets old.

No, I'm sober.

Here is a song that you should download as legally as possible for your next round of eggnog: 2000 Miles - Pretenders.

It makes me sad, but I can't stop playing it. What is that all about? Maybe it's because this is an odd year for me. My brother is in L.A., my family is in Florida, my friends are all over the place, and I'm spinning in every direction. If you're college-age or younger, and you accidentally found this blog, take this one thing with you: you don't get the answers by 30. Or 31. You might never get them. So, road trip, get drunk, laugh a lot, and hug every midget you can find. If you're going to be at the party, you might as well have a good time.

6:38 PM |

Friday, December 10, 2004

How you doin'?

I've been called out. Seems I fell off the face of the Earth for a minute. But, thankfully, I have friends to smack me around every now and then. (Oddly enough, I enjoy it.) In fact, I've actually been raked over the coals on a couple of blogs, just for being aloof. I deserve that. Honestly, I don't mind being raked once in a while... even if the blogger in question professes to have a pagan Santa in her house. Damn... Someone needs a hug. Or maybe, in the spirit of the season, a nice thick Yule log. Game?

8:43 PM |

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