28 February 2008

I love no one, and no one love me

The new Breeders album is rad.

26 February 2008

Who is this captain and where do his friends live.

With the email from a friend and the words "I'm afraid I'm gonna be short on days for Glacier" my vacation plans for the year came tumbling down.

We (Me, Dave, Franey, possibly Brent) were looking at Glacier National Park - a park that we all agreed we'd like to see while it still has glaciers. Brent was (probably) out pretty early - married life might mean shared vacations with a wife - but Franey (also recently married) and Dave (um.. yeah) both seemed to be in. I had a van lined up. But it never really seemed like things were coming together.


Jon Schmitt - if you're reading - if you're interested, the trip my be rescueable. Or else I think I'm going to go to Arizona, see my cousin, and ride a bike. Or something. Maybe I'll drive there.


25 February 2008

The kids were well behaved. Thanks for asking. And then.

Got 20 miles in on the bike yesterday afternoon - 1 minute (well, 50+ second) sprint intervals - 2 sets (5 X 1), with 2 minutes recovery. Jesus am I out of shape. Seems like the temperature is fine at 30 degrees - takes 40 minutes for everything to full warm up, but after that it's not so bad. I just wear all the layers I have available to me. I think my cold weather get-up is probably ok to about 20 degrees.

Afterwards I settled into a hot bath, which got cold before I got warm. I then drained half the tub and started over, this time with the water at full hot. That seemed to work, though my feet turned a neat shade of red.

I've got a guy with racing experience looking into teams for me - we'll see how that goes.

Target weight seems to be on track so far.

22 February 2008

coming soon to a southside city home near you

I like the egg in hand - and the fact that it looks like she just might throw it.

I have no baby for testing

this works?

How long must we sing this song?

I'm testing stuff for Hoosier Beer Geek. I was going to use the word shit instead of stuff, but then I remembered a giant billboard on route 31 on the south side. It's a Glen Beck billboard, and in giant letters it says "CUT THE CRAP".

Everyday, folks in that neighborhood drive by a giant sign that says CRAP. Like the giant billboard wasn't a big enough eyesore.

And so. NO MORE EXCREMENT. That's all I'm saying.

20 February 2008

well i think it's funny

that's all for today.

18 February 2008

you're a horrible person, and you didn't even know it.

We recently installed a new version of our antivirus/antispam suite at work, and in this piece of software are entire lists of sort of "banned" words that cause the sender or receipient of an email to get a message like:

"The server thinks you're a bad person because you're a RACIST and or you use PROFANITY and maybe you'd like to get some FUCKING MANNERS."

Anyway, these lists are quite humorous for the words included - words you never knew were offensive, but then again, you're probably white. So take that, you old NORDSTROM HANGER.

What would I do with that information?

My head might explode.

The worst part of the whole thing is chasing down the offensive emails - "I didn't get so and so and why?" and the next thing you know you're reading about someone's secret affair with god knows who. Well, that hasn't happened yet, but it could. And what would I DO WITH THAT INFORMATION? My head might explode.

I suggested sending out a warning to all parties - a message that basically says "hey, we're perfectly within our rights to read your email, and now we're going to actually be doing it" but it was met with apathy. I guess you should know better, YELLOW CAB.

Yellow cab? Seriously?

15 February 2008


i just got columbus crew/la galaxy tickets for october. by then beckham is guaranteed to be injured! at least i'll get to see ruud gullit. assuming he's not fired.

12 February 2008

this is going to be the coolest thing to hit indianapolis since hoosier beer geek.

sorry portland. but you can afford to lose something this rad.

never forget

these are just for me.




07 February 2008

By Demons Be Driven...

is a Pantera song that just popped into my head.

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Lately I've been getting the worst songs stuck in my head - Neil Diamond's "America", for example. And I've been thinking about how "America" is one of the guaranteed 4th of July fireworks songs, and about how a poll I saw on television showed that (was it?) Indiana Republican voters considered immigration as the second most important issue in the election, and frankly it doesn't make any sense to me. I suppose I truly believe in the words of Mr. Diamond. Or something.
We've been travelling far
Without a home
But not without a star

Only want to be free
We huddle close
Hang on to a dream

On the boats and on the planes
They're coming to America
Never looking back again
They're coming to America

Home, don't it seem so far away
Oh, we're travelling light today
In the eye of the storm
In the eye of the storm

Home, to a new and a shiny place
Make our bed, and we'll say our grace
Freedom's light burning warm
Freedom's light burning warm

Everywhere around the world
They're coming to America
Every time that flag's unfurled
They're coming to America

Got a dream to take them there
They're coming to America
Got a dream they've come to share
They're coming to America

They're coming to America
They're coming to America
They're coming to America
They're coming to America
Today, today, today, today, today

My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Of thee I sing




If you can't understand that, then maybe you should just turn your heart back in to the heart police.

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And now, here's this. If you don't like this, turn your gigglemaker back in to the giggle police.

03 February 2008

who the hell has a 6 minute highlight reel?

Marco Van Basten is the reason I wore the number 9 throughout my short-lived soccer career... came across this at Craven Cottage Newsround today... amazing stuff.

we win we win

It took Fulham long enough, but... finally.

01 February 2008

secrets of waverhill drive

Many of you reading this blog are aware that I have someone living in my spare room. What you may not be aware of is that that person is firmly in the republican camp.

This leads to interesting conversations. I generally like to try to see things both ways, and I can certainly understand the shortcomings of both viewpoints. My attitude is that it's our sort of natural duty to take care of people, even when we're being taken advantage of. If you believe in any sort of god, I think in the end you'll get your reward.

I don't think that our roommate feels the same way. I can understand that. I just don't necessarily agree with it. I guess I'm just sort of anti-negativity - I truly believe that things work themselves out. Which I realize is a sort of hippie head-in-the-clouds attitude.

I dunno. Works for me. What are you gonna do? Worry about everything? Fuck that.