Friday, January 31, 2003
7:40 PM
Listless
I am going to have to get back in the mindset of lists again. I need to make lists. Lots of lists, lists about making lists, lists about old past lists, lists about clothes, about computers, about what to do, who to do it with and what to get them later.
My life is not complete unless there are 3 lists taped above my desk with 2 more haphazardly thrown on the floor.
I need a new list........ and only paper lists will do.
Wednesday, January 29, 2003
11:43 PM
Pepys
I've fallen into a schedule the past 2 days. Breakfast, Work, Reading Coraline on lunch break, some minor things at home (bills, email), Dinner, then an hour or 2 of TV and I finish the night by Reading a series of days from Pepys' Diary online while in bed. It is very relaxing.
I just wonder what will happen when I catch up to the current entry per day.
12:14 AM
Green Party
Throws in its response.
Tuesday, January 28, 2003
10:47 PM
Quick overview.
This wasn't a state of the union. This was about the state of Iraq. Third of the speech was pointed at Hussein. Third was partisan politics and the final third was stuff that I actually was surprised to hear. Unfortunately this was not the last section of the speech.
I hope that Bush meant to help those who suffer in Africa from AIDs. I hope that he meant that we would search for new means of propulsion, that he will push for more hydrogen cell research. I hope that he will focus on drug rehabilitation. But I really think that he will focus on Iraq, on Hussein, and on Threats. I don't think any of these other items will see major Presidential support.
The democratic response was weak. The governor of Washington. We democrats need some strong leaders to appear or else Bush 2 will continue for a second term.
I believe that Hussein is evil, yes he is a fucking bastard, he should be dragged in front of the World Court and given his just deserts. I am not so sure about how Bush is going after him. I watched this with 2 roommates, Alex and Edgar. German and Peruvian. Both who have no idea why we are so adamant about going to war. Both who wonder why we feel that we should take this matter into our own hands.
I wonder too.
10:28 PM
Response
Democrats speak back.
10:08 PM
text
The speech.
9:48 PM
Bush
"America will not be blackmailed."
9:47 PM
Bush
"I will defend the freedom and security of the American people."
9:00 PM
State of the Union
Just around the bend.
3:49 PM
code
Well I sent the message but don't want to wait.
Tonight is the big speech. What will Bush the Sequel promise? Mars Mission? Jobs? Long term economic growth? Alien cyborgs? War?
I'll find out later, I still have no idea who will be doing the Democratic response. I can't think of anyone who would be a good choice right now.
Monday, January 27, 2003
8:22 PM
trouble with templates
What the fuck is going on at the bottom of my page? Twice now the code has been stripped after the sitemeter icon. Time to contact blogger. I'm not going to fix it til then.
Saturday, January 18, 2003
2:43 AM
5 card.
The one thing Jimmy never liked was being up after the first two hands. He wanted to lose a little and then win a little and then slowly build up his winnings with a few big hands towards the end of the evening. The night progressed better that way. His wallet fared better that way.
But tonight he won the first 3 hands. And they were big hands. Really Big Hands.
Now he had to play conservative. Which meant that he would slowly lose his winnings and end the evening just slightly better then when he began. The hope of a big hand later in the light would now cost him. It would have been better if he just had left. But Tito wouldn't like that.
Tito would find that a big disappointment. A blemish upon his hospitality. A coal in the jewels as he would say. A gold digger, he would name Jimmy. Jimmy could not disappoint Tito. He had to stay in. He had to slowly lose that which he needed and that which he had gained.
Tonight would not be a good night for Jimmy.
Tuesday, January 14, 2003
1:33 AM
The major Arcana of Schulz
The Peanuts Tarot. From Invisible City
Monday, January 13, 2003
11:01 PM
Ok..
So the Jets lost. Badly. Horribly. I will forgive them. They will rebound. I predict Raiders vs Buccaneers.
25th hour is a pretty damn good film, not the best that I will see this year, but in the top 5. I recommend it. I didn't see Spike Lee in it at all but then again I wasn't looking for him, I just wanted to see what the fuck Monty (Edward Norton) would do. The bits with the Towers may push you off, but this is New York now, live with it.
Despite persistent rumors to the contrary, Saddam Hussein is not sucking the blood of villagers, but maybe, just maybe, we found what Osama has been up to these last few months. Crosses won't work, but a wooden steak through the heart definitely will.
Sunday, January 12, 2003
2:56 PM
Last 10 Searchengine requests.
saddam (altavista)
Mehmed the Conqueror (altavista)
shower landlord spy (google)
halloween party pics 2002 (google)
trek aerospace (MSN search)
boston bloggers lunch (google)
toilet cams (google)
saddam (altavista)
"aerospace engineering resume" (google)
saddam (altavista)
1:54 PM
4:30
J. E. T. S.
JETS!
JETS!
JETS!
Saturday, January 11, 2003
6:04 PM
25th Hour
Off to see. Hope it is good.
Friday, January 10, 2003
11:10 PM
wasted day
I went to sleep at 4am, I awoke, fully that is, at 3pm. I did wake at 9, I let the dog out and went back to sleep. I woke at 12. I woke at 1:30. I did not leave the house til 8pm. I just went to get food.
All day I just killed Germans.
Thursday, January 09, 2003
6:57 PM
Retro
I still haven't unpacked. Clothes and boxes and The Sunday New York Times all scattered about my floor. Coke cans and glasses and plates. Gifts wrapped and unwrapped, wrapping paper rolled and ripped. There is not a single space of floor visible, except under my chair. Bills and mail and Christmas cards slowly fall from my writing desk. For all I know a colony of chipmunks could be living in my closet.
I feel like I am in High School still, any minute my mom will come bursting in, tell me to turn that music down and clean up a bit.
New Order, Retro, the 5 disc limited set, is playing in the background at a volume that could satisfy the needs of any backyard rave.
I am taking a moment to look around, one last glance before I attempt to make order from the mess. There is no room to dance, I need room.
Wednesday, January 01, 2003
4:29 AM
Happy New Year
So I have this problem. I am shy. I mean I am really fucking balls ass shiny shy.
New Year's Eve, at a bar, the minute I walk in I see a girl on the other side of the bar. I notice that she notices me. I flirt from a distance but nothing else.
As I said, I am fucking shoot me in the head shy.
Later in the night, on the dance floor, funk inspired band playing the dancing beats, we bump in to each other. We dance. Friends notice and push me closer. I dance.
When I meet a girl for the first time all instinct to pursue disappears, even when I want her so bad it hurts. I look to her to make the first, second and third moves. She made the first 2. Her name is Christina. And as she didn't make the third I just danced like a fool. Someone else moved in, I moved away, and my friend John, who got her sister's phone number (as he kept taunting me with later in the night) and they walked away and I stood there and didn't follow.
I really need to get my head examined.
Happy New Year, same as the last one.