The Stick

The “stick” is a kind of weird chain let­ter whereby some other blog­ger passes this list of ques­tions on to you to answer.

I got The Stick from Thommy Browne. Here goes:

You’re stuck inside Fahren­heit 451, which book do you want to be?
I want to be “The Cruel Shoes” by Steve Martin.

Have you ever had a crush on a fic­tional char­ac­ter?
If a fic­tional char­ac­ter counts as one in a movie, then yes, Padme Ami­dala would be the one.

Last book you bought is:
I bought “TCP/IP Primer Plus” by Heather Oster­loh in the bar­gain bin at Books-A-Million.

Last book you read is:
I re-read “The Hitchik­ers Guide To The Galaxy” in prepa­ra­tion for the movie com­ing out. I never saw the movie because I didn’t want to be let down.

What are you cur­rently read­ing?
All I have time to read these days are mag­a­zines. I get sev­eral free sub­scrip­tions to trade pub­li­ca­tions such as Fed­eral Com­puter Week and Gov­er­ment Com­put­ing News that I read in the bathroom.

5 books I would take to a deserted island
Isaac Asimov’s Foun­da­tion Tril­ogy, the pre­qual to that, and the one right after it.

Now I pass The Stick to Jack­son­ian.

 

Revenge of the Sith

At Last

Ok, all I can say was I was utterly and com­pletely blown away. This movie far sur­passed my expec­ta­tions, and brought tears to my eyes twice. I plan on see­ing it at least two more times dur­ing the next week. It was immense, epic, and a com­pletely sat­is­fy­ing end to what many felt had turned into a lame excuse to gen­er­ate money on poor act­ing. Even my buddy Chris said it was a good flick, and he’s not even into Star Wars.

Man o man. At this point, I would ven­ture to say it was the best of all 6 episodes.

Changes

I changed this site around a bit. Just con­tin­u­ally play­ing around when I can. Reload the page for a new pic up top. Have fun.

 

Coffee Shoppin’

I have been enjoy­ing the activ­ity of sit­ting in cof­fee shops after work lately. Work­ing down­town allows me to do this now, and just to sit here and surf the web using free wire­less inter­net access from my lap­top is relaxing.

Cur­rently I am sit­ting here enjoy­ing a frosty, hand-squeezed lemon­ade. Unfor­tu­nately, Bjork is being pumped through the audio sys­tem here, so I am seri­ously con­sid­er­ing the place­ment of my iPod in my ears. Bjork scares me for some rea­son. She reminds me of a freak­ish troll that haunted my dreams as a toddler.

On another note, I shaved my goa­tee the other day because I had not seen my chin in over five years. I think I will put it back in hid­ing as soon as pos­si­ble. I look really weird (and young), and the dork­wads at work have called me every­thing from a pin­head to an 8th-grader. Ah well…at least I have the option of grow­ing facial hair. The AF d00ds are not allowed, and well, the AF d00dettes still haven’t fig­ured out how anyway.

This week­end will be a big one: Gray’s 2nd birth­day occurs, and both sets of par­ents are com­ing in town. We may see a brother and/or sis­ter or two as well. You can be sure I will take a lot of pictures.

 

Passing Time

Time has been fly­ing by quickly again. Not that it ever really stopped fly­ing by quickly, because we all know that as we approach the dimen­sional shift, time speeds up any­way. Right?

We had a lit­tle yard sale today. By lit­tle, I mean our whole street orga­nized a big sale and about 12 fam­i­lies par­tic­i­pated up and down the road. Exit polls indi­cate that we made out the best of the fam­i­lies, break­ing the $100 mark by noon.

Today was also Ken­tucky Derby Day, and I planned on watch­ing it, but then I remem­bered it was on when Ali­cia, Gray, and I were at the book­store. I think this is only the sec­ond one I have missed watch­ing on TV since I moved away from Louisville in 1992.

Speak­ing of Louisville (no, I’m not men­tion­ing bas­ket­ball), the Louisville Eccen­tric Observer (LEO) reviewed the Crain re-release. They never reviewed it when it came out in 1991, so it was good to see they had the guts to do it this time, and it was bet­ter to see that they liked it.

I’ve been quite busy with home-based work lately, and am cur­rently work­ing on 4 projects. One is for a Wash­ing­ton, DC-based gui­tar player, another is a remake of the NCMAMA web site, another is for a Waste Man­age­ment soft­ware com­pany in Ken­tucky, and the last is for some­thing else which I guess I shouldn’t announce until nego­ti­a­tions are finalized.

And to top it all off, I found my toe­nail and fin­ger­nail clip­pings col­lec­tion yes­ter­day. I didn’t want to men­tion it here that I had lost them because I feared I might cause mass-hysteria. But yes, I had thrown them into a tup­per­ware bin that I had stored some knick-knacks in in the base­ment a few months ago. That was a major over­sight on my behalf. In cel­e­bra­tion of find­ing them, I clipped my nails this evening. Pic­tures soon to follow.