The most randomest thoughts... or this post will self-destruct on the first complaint!
Found the best way to describe my life in a Modest Mouse song. Now this is something to be proud of because you really have to listen to figure out what they're saying, and most of their songs have multiple threads going through them. From the genius 'Parting of the Sensory':
Who the hell made you the boss?
We placed our chips in all the right spots
But still lost
Any shithead who had ever walked
Could take the ship and do a much finer job
This fit like clothes made out of wasps
Aw, fuck it I guess I lost
I'm totally in the zone where I feel like I have everything going for me, but am still losing. Just because that's what I know best and how it goes. It follows that anyone who wants to try could run my life better. Any takers?
With the new Editors album, a couple weeks ago I would've sworn it was quite a romantic diatribe. This week I see it as a comment on broken relationships and trying too hard. I love it when an album is so subtle that you can view it differently based on your moods. Of which. I. Naturally. Have a. LOT. of. But you know me so you know that.
Things I envy.
Back in October, I was driving back to work from dinner, going down Monroe Ave. There was this young couple on the sidewalk dressed up looking like they were going someplace fancy. The woman was in a tight black dress looking quite hot. I wished I was that dude.
I was once driving down I-95 to Wilmington, when this convey of three cars passed me. I was going around 80mph, and figured they must've been going around 100. The cars were all tooled out so you knew they were similar. I thought it'd be damn cool to take a caravan of friends flying down the coast some day.
Speaking of Wilmington. I always wanted to hold a beach party, but I only ever went to the beach with a maximum of two friends. Most of my friends didn't like the beach, so I went by myself.
Every Sunday around 11am I drive past Cobbs Hill Park, and theres a bunch of guys and girls playing a form of football. Doesn't matter the weather, the day or the temperature. The group is there every week. I wish I had a group like that.
I making 250% my normal rate for working this holiday without claiming a comp day. Thanks to Adam for explaining percentages to me over breakfast after 32 years of wondering how that worked.
Everytime I see that this is MLK day, I think it's national Milk day. I don't actually know if there is a day honoring milk, but I'd like there to be. And before anyone writes about me being insensitive to the actually day, last year I read a great biography of Dr. King and would lend it to you if you ask.
I actually don't like movies. Never have. No matter how many I sit through.
Is it baseball season yet?
I'm having a hard time getting into this Flash class I'm taking. I want to be creative, take the second one that deals with scripting, and then take the course of Dreamweaver next fall, but it's really not catching my interest.
I still have NO idea where to take any of my vacation time this year.
Have you ever tried taking pictures of Rochester in January. If it's pretty and snowing, the snowflakes get in your way. If it's not snowing, it's damn cold and grey out all the time. Anyone want to see my set of grey Rochester?
How come if you're dating someone, you can spend your day in bed with them, sitting around watching movies, sleeping and napping late, doing nothing, and it's romantic, yet if you're single and you do that they ship you off to the doctor? I mean, godsakes, it's January in Rochester.
I want to go back to church. I think it would be good for me. I remember the last time I went to church and taught at a Catholic school was a really good time for me. But then I think that since I think I'm only going back to get better luck it wouldn't really work out. And really, they still haven't apologized to me.
Could TV bugs get anymore annoying? I don't want to sit through an hour show with a constant advertisement that LOST returns in two weeks. The only thing named LOST I ever wanted to see was on a stage at Backstreets back in 1990.
I think it's time I spell checked this and then hit "Post to krayer". Yeah, you believe I spell check do you?
Who the hell made you the boss?
We placed our chips in all the right spots
But still lost
Any shithead who had ever walked
Could take the ship and do a much finer job
This fit like clothes made out of wasps
Aw, fuck it I guess I lost
I'm totally in the zone where I feel like I have everything going for me, but am still losing. Just because that's what I know best and how it goes. It follows that anyone who wants to try could run my life better. Any takers?
With the new Editors album, a couple weeks ago I would've sworn it was quite a romantic diatribe. This week I see it as a comment on broken relationships and trying too hard. I love it when an album is so subtle that you can view it differently based on your moods. Of which. I. Naturally. Have a. LOT. of. But you know me so you know that.
Things I envy.
Back in October, I was driving back to work from dinner, going down Monroe Ave. There was this young couple on the sidewalk dressed up looking like they were going someplace fancy. The woman was in a tight black dress looking quite hot. I wished I was that dude.
I was once driving down I-95 to Wilmington, when this convey of three cars passed me. I was going around 80mph, and figured they must've been going around 100. The cars were all tooled out so you knew they were similar. I thought it'd be damn cool to take a caravan of friends flying down the coast some day.
Speaking of Wilmington. I always wanted to hold a beach party, but I only ever went to the beach with a maximum of two friends. Most of my friends didn't like the beach, so I went by myself.
Every Sunday around 11am I drive past Cobbs Hill Park, and theres a bunch of guys and girls playing a form of football. Doesn't matter the weather, the day or the temperature. The group is there every week. I wish I had a group like that.
I making 250% my normal rate for working this holiday without claiming a comp day. Thanks to Adam for explaining percentages to me over breakfast after 32 years of wondering how that worked.
Everytime I see that this is MLK day, I think it's national Milk day. I don't actually know if there is a day honoring milk, but I'd like there to be. And before anyone writes about me being insensitive to the actually day, last year I read a great biography of Dr. King and would lend it to you if you ask.
I actually don't like movies. Never have. No matter how many I sit through.
Is it baseball season yet?
I'm having a hard time getting into this Flash class I'm taking. I want to be creative, take the second one that deals with scripting, and then take the course of Dreamweaver next fall, but it's really not catching my interest.
I still have NO idea where to take any of my vacation time this year.
Have you ever tried taking pictures of Rochester in January. If it's pretty and snowing, the snowflakes get in your way. If it's not snowing, it's damn cold and grey out all the time. Anyone want to see my set of grey Rochester?
How come if you're dating someone, you can spend your day in bed with them, sitting around watching movies, sleeping and napping late, doing nothing, and it's romantic, yet if you're single and you do that they ship you off to the doctor? I mean, godsakes, it's January in Rochester.
I want to go back to church. I think it would be good for me. I remember the last time I went to church and taught at a Catholic school was a really good time for me. But then I think that since I think I'm only going back to get better luck it wouldn't really work out. And really, they still haven't apologized to me.
Could TV bugs get anymore annoying? I don't want to sit through an hour show with a constant advertisement that LOST returns in two weeks. The only thing named LOST I ever wanted to see was on a stage at Backstreets back in 1990.
I think it's time I spell checked this and then hit "Post to krayer". Yeah, you believe I spell check do you?