http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKKKgua7wQk

ugh

Finally settled on a kick ass costume, figured I should need a nice one if I'm hosting the party, been tossing around a few ideas in my head the last few days, tonight it hit me, awesome, just awesome, no I won't tell you what it is just yet, gotta get to work...

While I often try to refrain from offering unsolicited advice, let me suggest this:

Write your parent(s) a letter.  Don't type it out and email it, use a pen and paper and and a stamp.  Tell him/her/them whatever you need to, whatever you want to.  Tell them that you love them, that now that you are an adult you see your relationship in a much different (and hopefully better) way, that you now love all the times they told you "no" growing up, that you appreciate them.  They won't be around forever, nor will you.  Be honest and open, if they upset you that one time tell them then tell them how you now realize they were right or (still) wrong.  Just let them know that you are thinking about and love them.

Hell, if the mood strikes you, write more people, your aunts/uncles, siblings and/or friends.  An unexpected letter of such meaning is always welcomed.

Great concert, good times( Clicky for more... )

 

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The Flaming Lips will be at the Lifestyle Paviolion this Friday!  wishesofastar and I will be there, I highly suggest making it if you can (tickets are still available), their concerts are just awesome.  At the very least, catch them on the Colbert Report tonight.

OK, I can suspend some aspects of reality while watching a movie. Sounds in space? Alright I guess, would be pretty boring anyways. Fiery explosions underwater? Nonsense but I can roll with it. But ICE f'ing SINKING IN WATER??? No way in hell, man, no way in hell, especially when its used in a key point of the film when a simpler plot device could have been used...

Perhaps I'm just upset at what they did to the Baroness...

I finally have the complete Freakazoid series in my possession! Who's up for a marathon?

Look to your left. No one is there.
Look to your right. No one is there.
Look behind you. No one is there.
Look below you, at your feet. No one is there.
Now repeat just to be sure.
Do not look above you. She doesn't like to be seen.

"Meditate with no thought of gain.
Expect no ambitions to be fulfilled"

In other news....



From 1983, I look like I'm up to no good at all...

Had a really good weekend camping with chronarchy and wishmaiden , this was the view atop the "Scenic Overlook" which was a fun, albeit, confusing at times, hike at Strouds Run State Park.  As with most things in life, the most amusement came from what we weren't expecting, namely that my GPS unit tried to kill us by sending us through some backwoods tracks that made no sense.  Firewood was also an issue Friday night, we had to settle on a few twigs and a fake log only to be shown that real firewood was readily available on an honor's system from the boat house...  Anyhow, good times, everyone seemed to relax and appreciate the company.   wishmaiden and I also spent a couple hours canoeing around this lake which was great.  I wish I would have taken my camera out on the canoe, some of the coves were absolutely beautiful, but I decided on the safe approach and so have no awesome pictures to show.

Finallly:

This is a pic I took for wishmaiden of some moss or whatever growing on a stone.  She asked for the pic so she could identify it later, going over the few pictures I took of the trip, this one seemed really pretty so I thought I'd share it.

I've learned more about commercial grade ice-makers over the last two days than any one man should ever learn during his entire lifetime. 

At work today, speaking to my housekeeping contract manager...

Her: "You're not quite normal, are you Brian?"
Me: "Well, I did end up barefoot in the Olentangy at 9 PM last night."
Her: "What, were you drunk?"
Me: "No. ... OK... well, I admit I was drinking but certainly not drunk..."

Damn, hanging out with wishmaiden is fun. :)

I think everyone needs their own chase music, you know, in the movies or on TV when someone is chasing you music is always playing.  This music can determine the outcome of the entire chase, of course.  I think my chase music would be the chorus of this, and I'm pretty sure with such a great chase song I would easily escape.

Alright, time for bed, I have to work tomorrow/today.

Won't say this is better than the original but this version seems to capture me at this moment...

Last text message to my good friend Jeff who is up in Toledo and is also a big Red Wings fan:

"Motherfucker, P's first was icing and the second they didn't even have a shot of it actually going in.  Oh well, as an OSU fan I'm used to disappointment."

/he's a M fan

After another long day at work I came home, cooked dinner and watched the idiot box for a while, not even looking at a computer screen until after 9:15 PM (probably because quite a bit of my frustration today was due to processing orders in the procurement system since the main woman who does it is out).  Long story short my computer said it had local network access only, not internet access.  The cable modem and separate wireless router looked fine (all the proper lights lit, etc.) so I figured that it might be an outage due to the storms earlier.  Still, just for the hell of it I turn on my laptop and, hey, wait a minute, I've got wireless internet access.  OK, problem is between the router and the computer, I suspect its a bent cable that has been harassed recently by a lot of plugging in and unplugging due to my need to turn off my access on my main computer to circumvent something and the cable has a nice tight twist in it now.  No problem, I''ve got cables all over the place, right?  Nope, I spend fifteen minutes digging through boxes in the basement and come up with only jumpers. Crap!  Late evening run to Meijer to pickup an overpriced Cat5?  Then I have a stroke of genius and realize I have a long-ish cable between the modem and router that might just fit to the computer and I can replace that with a jumper, that's what jumpers are made for anyhow, right?  I get under the desk and spend a couple minutes trying to plug the new cable into the back of the machine since I didn't want to turn it off or spin it around for some reason, finally get it on and the frickin' Network Indicator Icon in the tray goes from Local Only icon to the Nothing icon, crap, the problem is the jack in the computer, fixable of course but a pain.  Just of the hell of it I start up FireFox and hey, my homepages load, I am connected despite that stupid icon on the tray.  As I try to see why the icon hasn't updated (even tried the classic Microsoft fix, restarting) in the Network Settings I see an option labelled "Connect to a network..." umm, that seems like more of a wireless network setup thingy, I check it out and not only does it show my network with excellent signal strength but also some weak background networks,  Hey, my tower has built-in wifi, I did not know that.  (I still am using the cable, 100 is better than 54).  Don't know why I typed this all out but I guess it goes to show why I didn't go into IT.  :)

Had a good time hanging out with wishesofastar last night, thankfully the good times continued onto today. I actually got quite a bit done today, much more than usual for a day-off (especially after the week I had at work). The best part of this is was that while I did a lot it didn't/doesn't feel like I've done much at all. One of the passages of the Tao Te Ching is about when things are done properly it seems like they were done by themselves.

Woke up surprisingly early and sort of goofed off then cut the grass and spent about an half-hour doing other yard-work, came in cooled off, cooked breakfast and played around with my new netbook (so far so good, good screen, nicely sized keyboard, typing on it now, speakers sort of suck but not too bad). After showering and whatnot, did a couple hours worth of housework and grabbed dinner.

The hockey game was really good, Detroit won which helped of course, next game is tomorrow night which is sort of nice that I made afternoon, not evening, plans with chronarchy and his gal tomorrow, sitting around watching me watch hockey probably isn't too exciting I'd imagine.  I  did try to put a filter on my kitchen faucet during the hockey game, ended up breaking and then fixing the faucet handle, sort of amusing more than anything else, guess that's why I'm somewhat decent at the whole maintenance thing, not afraid to jump right into things (or too dumb to show restraint), not panic when things fall apart and water shoots everywhere, and eventually manage to figure things out and fix what I broke.

I head up to Toledo Monday for the week, fun, fun. While it will be great seeing my sister, brother-in-law and my two nieces again, the overall purpose of the trip sorta casts a shadow over the whole thing, but again, make the most with what you've got and enjoy the moment, right?

This used to pretty much be the theme song of my (non-PSA) group of friends back in the college days. I was reminded of it while I was going through a few hundred unclassified mp3s a few minutes ago, perhaps it is telling of myself and my friends at this point in our lives, I may have lost quite a bit of that irrelevance since I've had "grow up" and become a functional member of society, but at my core I'm still the same weird freshman kid who thought that such abstractedness and un-seriousness was usually more meaningful than the boring things spelled out in black-and-white.

/ Freddie is on ducks
// "Cleaver fellow, isn't he?" "Yes, very cleaver."
/// "...what I want is not real at all."
\\\ "By Jove, I think we've got it!"