I’m Just Passing My Time
Posted on | May 14, 2007 at 8:11 pm | 10 Comments
While I’ve been “away”, guest blogger InfK helpfully posted an interim message in the comments of the previous post. I felt I should elaborate on the points. So here we go:
Flasshe has been distracted lately, so I’ll try to help out with a simulated post based on a weighted average of his past entries:
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It’s been a while since I posted, been so busy lately.
Very true, so much to do, so little time. There are so many demands on my person, I feel like David Blaine. And damn this Castlevania: Portrait of Ruin addiction! And the longer commute to the new office cuts into my peas and carrots time, if you know what I mean!
It’s hard to run in the mornings because of (weather/back problems/neighborhood minefields).
Been running as much as I can, but still not as much as I used to. The temptation to sleep in on some particular mornings is too great. The (broken?) rib is much better, but still hurts somewhat when I exert myself or when someone punches me in the gut.
I love the new CD from this band nobody’s heard of, except for track 3 which has a baseline that sounds too much like another obscure band.
I just listened to the new Maxïmo Park CD, Our Earthly Pleasures, and it’s stunning. Epic. Gives me goosebumps. Not too surprising, since their debut disc was my favorite album of 2005, even beating out the New Pornographers. Plus, it’s produced by legendary (to me) producer Gil Norton – always a bigtime positive. Track 3 reminds me of The Connells for some reason, and not just the baseline.
Here’s a rundown of half the shows currently on TV
May Sweeps are here and there’s certainly a lot going on. I’m caught up on most of the dramas but am woefully behind on everything else, including favorite comedy The Office. Lost is really picking up steam, as is The Sopranos (finally).
I took a picture of something weird or confusing, is this funny?
I wanted to get a picture of a sign at a flower shop I drove by right before Mother’s Day, but couldn’t stop. It said “SHED LIKE FLOWERS”. I didn’t think that flowers shed, but maybe some do. I am trying to figure out how to comply with this demand.
The newspaper printed something I didn’t like recently.
Funky Winkerbean
I’m having trouble with my (car/gadget/television), it’s very frustrating.
My PC says “Windows error – No Disk” from time to time, but from what I can tell, nothing is really wrong. Supposedly that only happens if you’ve accidentally reassigned the boot drive away from C: or something, which I haven’t done.
Managed to stay awake through a movie this weekend.
I did see Spider-Man 3 (IMAX) on opening weekend and managed to stay awake. N and I both liked it, but didn’t think it was as good as 1 or 2. Too many plotlines, and none of them were sufficiently developed or resolved. Very cool visual effects though. The action sequences didn’t even put me to sleep.
And, oh yeah, I finally saw Happy Feet on DVD. I am finally willing to concede that computer animation can replace regular drawn animation. There’s some stunning stuff in there.
You sure run into some strange people at the (restaurant/grocery store/morgue)
One night last week, I kept getting a prank or wrong number call from the same person (who appeared to not speak English). The odd thing is that this person didn’t bother blocking the call and so I have a name and number. They finally stopped calling when I threatened to contact La Policia.
And on Saturday, I got to see Old Fiber-Obsessed Bagger Guy cleaning up a refried beans spill on aisle 4. He didn’t do a very good job. It was gross.
Oh, and my trip to Twist & Shout to buy the new Maxïmo Park CD made me realize how much I miss observing the younger jittery indie rock generation, trying to get through life on little money, weird clothes, and too much caffeine. Well, I only missed it until I got stuck behind one in the cashier line who obviously had no experience completing a transaction or interacting with humans.
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Did I miss anything? I can probably tweak the algorithm some before he notices.
You forgot to mention my weekly illness or injury. Last week I managed to walk into a door (while watching Gilmore Girls) and acquire a gash in the middle of my forehead. It was a bleeder!
Hope this helps…
Latre.
Comments
10 Responses to “I’m Just Passing My Time”
May 15th, 2007 @ 12:13 am
Are you KIDDING?!
You have just opened a GIANT can of “You got some s’plaining to do, Lucy!”
Fahey xxxx
May 15th, 2007 @ 10:20 am
It’s an ages old, simple recipe for near disaster:
1) Suddenly get the urge to dust the printer in the computer room while semi-watching TV in the living room.
2) Open door to linen closet in the hall between living room and computer room; remove dust rag.
3) Get briefly distracted by something shiny on TV.
4) Turn around quickly to head back toward computer room with dust rag in hand; forget closet door is still open.
5) Staunch blood flow with old wash cloth from linen closet.
May 15th, 2007 @ 1:54 pm
7/19 (Sadly a Thursday) Maximo Park at the Larimer Lounge. I can probably get them to waive the crueler parts of the initiation ceremony, I’ve got some pull there.
May 15th, 2007 @ 5:46 pm
NB: it’s bassline, dammit, when referring to the musical instrument/part!
(InfK can do a 2fs comment algorithm – certain to include peevish correcting of misspellings…)
May 16th, 2007 @ 1:30 am
2fs: Rog has bought me pizza and visited me in the hospital – you? Well, I take PayPal…
May 16th, 2007 @ 2:30 am
>It’s an ages old, simple recipe for near disaster:
No, no. You missed my point.
You “walked into a door” while watching “The Gilmore Girls.”
That same sentence is being uttered in women’s shelters all across America – and those women are not believed!
FSY, having a dig xxxx
May 16th, 2007 @ 5:32 am
Addendum – I do stand corrected on the spelling thing; even someone as musically-ignorant as I am should’ve known that.
However, you spell “Toofussy” wrong.
May 16th, 2007 @ 5:32 am
Oh wait, that was two points, above – should it have been “addenda”?
May 16th, 2007 @ 5:10 pm
See, I thought Ben really did mean “baseline”, as in the underlying structure of the song…
Alan, I’d go to the MP concert, except I don’t want to be beat up by the young jittery indie rock crowd that I insulted.
Fahey, everyone knows that women’s shelters are filled with notrious liars and other dangerous types.
May 16th, 2007 @ 9:04 pm
Funky Winkerbean is particularly frustrating. I don’t blame you.