Learn to Fuckin' Que!

God damn it. People in this country dont know how to form a line. Its simple really: FIFO. First in first out. Not some ungodly swarm of every man for himself. Is it a lack of etiquett or a lack of logic? Either way - its stupid.

Mike vs. The Mountain

Truth be told I got my ass kicked by mother nature. I was pysicahally ehausted beyond repair. Prahbakar had to massage my inner thighs. I was moaning and whaleing like a bitch. The mountain beat me - the very out-of-shape me. Ever since that hiking trip (mt washington?) I've been psyched out - intimidated even. But now, now I have a chance to exact my revenge. I'm gonna carve and slice and rip up that bitch (Loon mountain) so bad she's gonna need intensive care. Oh yeah! I've gone spousal abuse on this mofo - fo real.

A Promise to Myself

Back in 1999 when I discovered Napster I vowed to make up for my piracy by going to more live concerts. I rationalized it by asserting that bands make most of their money going on tour and selling tickets not thru CD sales. Since then I have gradually gone to less and less shows. Now I'm determined to make up for lost time. I've got way too much disposible income and limited free time which isn't a great combination unless you have a "buy first think later" attitude. Thanks to the site tourfilter.com I'm able to find out about Boston tour dates right as they're announced and this gives me the ability to buy tickets the day they go on sale and give all my friends very advanced notice. So far I've seen Matisyahu and I've already got tickets to go see Bloc Party and John Brown's Body. I'm looking forward to going to more and more shows and bringing friends with me every time.

Pancake Man and Challah-bread Woman

Ever experience something subtley (on the periphery of you sensoral ability) that has a strange yet lasting impression? A while back I was doing my normal work commute and I walked passed a guy that smelled just like pancakes and syrup. It was amazing! And powerful. I was transported to the diner in my mind - sitting, fork and knife in hand, watching a watress approach and lay down a steaming pile of pancakes right under my nose. For nights after the encounter I had dreams of floating down a syrup river riding a big buyount flap-jack.

The "Cute" Co-Worker Dilemma

Like a glass of water in the desert - the new female co-worker. Traditional mesuars of attractiveness need to be abonded as this is a new territoy with different rules. 1) No such thing as a one-night stand. If you wanna "hit-it-and-quit-it" thnik again. Its a very bad thing if you end up not wanting to go to work simply to avoid her. 2) The "convience factor": Take what you can get. In some ways going to work could constistute "quality time" together thus negating really needing to each other outside of work. This approach would have a high "sex-to-free-time" return on investment. 3) The "attrativeness differential". How far off the normalized curve is she? Consider a much larger standard deviation as this is a work girl. And, in considering this differential, determine if you would be embarassed to introduce her to your friends.

Grindin'

Gridin' - verb - def: The life of a working stiff (i.e. me). Oddly enough I find it is the consistency of it that makes it bearable. If things vary too much from day to day it is dificult to feel a sennse of completion. I find comfort in having done what needed to be done for the day. I enjoy having some sense of what tomorrow's challenges entail.