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.
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.
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.
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.
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.