Friday, May 20, 2005
The Face that Launched a Thousand Gags
Not everyone has been able to see the woman's face in the "hair sausage" that came from my shower drain. I've circled it below and I hope that helps. Can someone with good Photoshop skills (Dan?) put some nice hair style on her to make her more real? Since she's made of hair, I thought she deserved some special hair treatment. :) I tried, but I don't have the Photoshop layers down quite yet.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Duh
How did this ever make news? It seems so obvious.
Obesity linked to rise in knee tears, study finds
Extra pounds can lead to joint problems, strain on cartilage
In related news, these monkeys found a way to avoid knee tears and strain on cartilage (and make me chuckle):
Obesity linked to rise in knee tears, study finds
Extra pounds can lead to joint problems, strain on cartilage
In related news, these monkeys found a way to avoid knee tears and strain on cartilage (and make me chuckle):
What It Is
Thanks loyal readers for guessing. Here are the guesses:
- a very large dust bunny
- that missing Easter Egg from three years ago
- pumpernickle bagel found behind the stove with festering cream cheese
- a rat
- a mole
- a mouse
- a weasel
- a bat
Like I said, the truth is grosser, and it might prevent friends from every stepping into our house again.
Click for full picture.
If you're still confused, I'm holding the shower drain cover. And, does anyone else see the image of a woman's forlorn face near the top of the heaping mess?
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
What is it?
A little contest for everyone. Guess what this is.
I found it in my house and nearly fainted. Post your guesses and I'll show the full photo once I get 5 guesses from my regular blog readers: Chelsie, Mama, MSL, Erik, Ryan, BillZ., Jon and Curtis. The person who guesses correctly wins....well, my respect, and, in fact, I'll be amazed if anyone comes close. The picture is intentionally deceptive.
And, know that once I show the full photo, I may lose all my blog readers and all my friends. The fact it was in my house is so disturbing, it might be a permanent strike against my character.
I found it in my house and nearly fainted. Post your guesses and I'll show the full photo once I get 5 guesses from my regular blog readers: Chelsie, Mama, MSL, Erik, Ryan, BillZ., Jon and Curtis. The person who guesses correctly wins....well, my respect, and, in fact, I'll be amazed if anyone comes close. The picture is intentionally deceptive.
And, know that once I show the full photo, I may lose all my blog readers and all my friends. The fact it was in my house is so disturbing, it might be a permanent strike against my character.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Lenny Kravitz
Went to see Lenny Kravitz last night at the Schnitz. As always, the venue was killer, but Lenny failed to really draw me in.
The first half of the show was just plain boring. For one, he had a bunch of microphone problems, so was off stage getting those fixed while his horn players killed time. And, once he got on stage, his antics were really amateur in my book. Lots of prancing around, taking on and off his signature glasses trying (successfully) to incite screams of delight, a lot of "I can't hear you!" hand gestures to his ears, and also ton of mic tricks to alter his voice. He just wasn't as cool as I thought he was going to be. And, he preached a lot of love, peace and harmony, which just didn't ring true.
It wasn't until about 8 songs in that he seemed to hit a groove. He sang Stand My Woman really well, to a hushed audience, then in rapid fire succesion, sang his big hits like American Woman, Where Are We Runnin'?, Fields of Joy, Fly Away, etc. That was enjoyable, but I do take exception to the fact he didn't sing any of the choruses of these hit songs. He always held the mic out to the audience so we could sing it. I mean, I came to see Lenny sing these songs, not my fellow audience members.
I give the show a weak 5 out of 10.
His opening act, Nikka Costa, was entertaining for about 2 songs, but when her set stretched to 9 songs, her screaching voice had bored a hole into my head. Colleen gave her a 6 out of 10, but I gave her a paltry 4.
Knowing what I know now, I wouldn't buy any tickets to a Lenny Kravitz show again.
The first half of the show was just plain boring. For one, he had a bunch of microphone problems, so was off stage getting those fixed while his horn players killed time. And, once he got on stage, his antics were really amateur in my book. Lots of prancing around, taking on and off his signature glasses trying (successfully) to incite screams of delight, a lot of "I can't hear you!" hand gestures to his ears, and also ton of mic tricks to alter his voice. He just wasn't as cool as I thought he was going to be. And, he preached a lot of love, peace and harmony, which just didn't ring true.
It wasn't until about 8 songs in that he seemed to hit a groove. He sang Stand My Woman really well, to a hushed audience, then in rapid fire succesion, sang his big hits like American Woman, Where Are We Runnin'?, Fields of Joy, Fly Away, etc. That was enjoyable, but I do take exception to the fact he didn't sing any of the choruses of these hit songs. He always held the mic out to the audience so we could sing it. I mean, I came to see Lenny sing these songs, not my fellow audience members.
I give the show a weak 5 out of 10.
His opening act, Nikka Costa, was entertaining for about 2 songs, but when her set stretched to 9 songs, her screaching voice had bored a hole into my head. Colleen gave her a 6 out of 10, but I gave her a paltry 4.
Knowing what I know now, I wouldn't buy any tickets to a Lenny Kravitz show again.
Friday, May 13, 2005
Just Do It!
So, I did it today. Well, actually, I did it a couple of days ago, but just now made it known to all my colleagues. I am leaving my job of 8.5 years, and my career of 12 years. What's next? I'm not quite sure, but I could not continue in PR, having lost all passion for it. Who knows, some day I may get it back, but I can't even think about that right now. My mind is now on what can I do?
I have several interesting ideas floating around in my head, and about which I'm talking with Colleen and a couple of friends. I'm leaning towards opening up my own business, perhaps with a partner. I'm not ready to discuss any of the ideas yet, but I think whatever I (we) end up doing, will be a dramatic change from PR, and will make me much happier.
My last day here is next Friday. I have so much respect for the company and its leaders that I'm sure I'll have pangs of panic and guilt for leaving, but for now, it only feels RIGHT.
I plan to take at least a couple of months off to work through some of my ideas, and try to be back up and running in September. I kind of feel like I did back in elementary school right before summer break started. I never thought I'd get that feeling back, but here I sit writing all aglow with it.
I have several interesting ideas floating around in my head, and about which I'm talking with Colleen and a couple of friends. I'm leaning towards opening up my own business, perhaps with a partner. I'm not ready to discuss any of the ideas yet, but I think whatever I (we) end up doing, will be a dramatic change from PR, and will make me much happier.
My last day here is next Friday. I have so much respect for the company and its leaders that I'm sure I'll have pangs of panic and guilt for leaving, but for now, it only feels RIGHT.
I plan to take at least a couple of months off to work through some of my ideas, and try to be back up and running in September. I kind of feel like I did back in elementary school right before summer break started. I never thought I'd get that feeling back, but here I sit writing all aglow with it.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
The Amazing Race
A couple of months ago my sister-in-law, Kate, asked Colleen and me if we were interested in auditioning with her and her husband for season 8 of The Amazing Race. Having never seen the show, but understanding the concept, we declined. I'm not a happy-go-lucky type traveler, or one that really likes to be without well laid out travel plans.
Kate's inquiry was well-timed, however, since the 7th season of The Amazing Race was to begin just several days later, and my interest was peaked. Well, suffice to say, I'm an addict.
There's a reason that show has won several Emmys. It's so well done, so well edited and so darn interesting. Not only do you get attached to some teams, and actively hate others, but you get a real glimpse of cities around the world. Just a cheap way to form a surface-level impression of different cultures. I'd say that is the one redeeming value of this reality TV show. The less than redeeming values still hold my interest though.
I was really routing for the brother team, Brian and Greg, but they were elminated a few weeks ago. Then I got behind two teams, Rob & Amber and Uchenna and Joyce. The latter two teams made it to the three-team final, and last night, Uchenna and Joyce won the million dollar prize. That's how I was hoping it would end, because although I was also routing for Rob & Amber, they had already won a million dollars on Survivor, and have been reportedly paid more than that by CBS for the right to film and air their wedding. So, enough was enough.
What also fueled my interest in the show was the witty recaps at Television Without Pity. Miss Alli, the author of those recaps, is as unabashedly a fan of that show as me, but brings with her appreciation for the well done show biting commentary and funny observations.
Season 8 is supposedly teams of 4, which I think might get a bit unwieldy since a camera man has to travel with each team. How will teams of 4 (actually, 5) get a cab in Peru? Or navigate a bamboo raft in Jamaica? Oh, the questions. I look forward to finding out.
I can't help but feel like a bit of a loser devoting so much attention and thought to a TV show. In any case, it's fun, and that's what matters. And, if it means anything, I'm entirely done with American Idol. No more; it just doesn't hold my interest anymore.
Kate's inquiry was well-timed, however, since the 7th season of The Amazing Race was to begin just several days later, and my interest was peaked. Well, suffice to say, I'm an addict.
There's a reason that show has won several Emmys. It's so well done, so well edited and so darn interesting. Not only do you get attached to some teams, and actively hate others, but you get a real glimpse of cities around the world. Just a cheap way to form a surface-level impression of different cultures. I'd say that is the one redeeming value of this reality TV show. The less than redeeming values still hold my interest though.
I was really routing for the brother team, Brian and Greg, but they were elminated a few weeks ago. Then I got behind two teams, Rob & Amber and Uchenna and Joyce. The latter two teams made it to the three-team final, and last night, Uchenna and Joyce won the million dollar prize. That's how I was hoping it would end, because although I was also routing for Rob & Amber, they had already won a million dollars on Survivor, and have been reportedly paid more than that by CBS for the right to film and air their wedding. So, enough was enough.
What also fueled my interest in the show was the witty recaps at Television Without Pity. Miss Alli, the author of those recaps, is as unabashedly a fan of that show as me, but brings with her appreciation for the well done show biting commentary and funny observations.
Season 8 is supposedly teams of 4, which I think might get a bit unwieldy since a camera man has to travel with each team. How will teams of 4 (actually, 5) get a cab in Peru? Or navigate a bamboo raft in Jamaica? Oh, the questions. I look forward to finding out.
I can't help but feel like a bit of a loser devoting so much attention and thought to a TV show. In any case, it's fun, and that's what matters. And, if it means anything, I'm entirely done with American Idol. No more; it just doesn't hold my interest anymore.
Friday, May 6, 2005
Ranting and Raving
I posted a new blog to my Blogs of Note to the right. I'm a religious reader of Clublife, and that blog got a huge spike in traffic and its author asked why. His new readers attributed their newfound interest to Waiter Rant, who had noticed Rob's great blog and directed his readers to Clublife. I love when that kind of thing happens with blogs.
You've gotta check out Waiter Rant. The author is an ex-divinty student, who is now the manager of a NYC italian restaurant. He regales us in the stupidity of his customers, the funny stories of his colleagues, and sprinkles in deep, philisophical posts. I've read back through his year of postings, and can't get enough.
Both Clublife and Waiter Rant are book-worthy blogs. I know Rob at Clublife is actively trying to make that happen, and Waiter Rant has already received national press attention, so I hope it translates into something lucrative for that blogger.
You've gotta check out Waiter Rant. The author is an ex-divinty student, who is now the manager of a NYC italian restaurant. He regales us in the stupidity of his customers, the funny stories of his colleagues, and sprinkles in deep, philisophical posts. I've read back through his year of postings, and can't get enough.
Both Clublife and Waiter Rant are book-worthy blogs. I know Rob at Clublife is actively trying to make that happen, and Waiter Rant has already received national press attention, so I hope it translates into something lucrative for that blogger.
Tuesday, May 3, 2005
Bug Face
Last night I was wrestling with Grady. I had him in the classic starting position, with him on his hands and knees slightly to the right and under me. I reached under his torso to grab his right arm with my left hand, and at the same time, he pulled up quickly. His head SMASHED into the lower portion of my right eye socket. It took all of my willpower not to scream and curse. I just pushed on it as hard as I could and walked downstairs to get some ice.
It swelled and swelled, much to the delight of Grady. "Your face is getting puffy! You look like a bug, ha ha hah!"
Ah, the joys of fatherhood. Pain, willpower and laughter. That about sums it up.
It swelled and swelled, much to the delight of Grady. "Your face is getting puffy! You look like a bug, ha ha hah!"
Ah, the joys of fatherhood. Pain, willpower and laughter. That about sums it up.
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