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|Monday, July 11th, 2011|
I never would have claimed our games required much skill to play, but this is ridiculous
. Current Mood: amused
|Tuesday, May 31st, 2011|
|Ducks in Pool
And now that I'm back at the house I'm renting with another guy (he's away somewhere), I discover that the pool out back is bright green. There are also notes in the door from the pool guy, one of which says the following under "Comments":
"1 1/2 lb Shock"
"Ducks in Pool"
I thought maybe a duck could be some kind of fancy pool-cleaning device, or the more likely explanation, that it was referring to actual ducks, but whatever, there were no ducks that I could see.
Today I saw the pool-cleaning guy doing stuff with the pool and went out to ask him what was going on, because I figured having a solid green pool might have some consequences for the security deposit. He said it would be clean soon because of the shock (I have no idea). He also mentioned the ducks and then pointed out the nest near the pool with a bunch of eggs in it. This was cool. Because pools are normally stupid. This one is small, yet big enough to fill up the entire backyard. There's nothing fun, interesting or useful that can be done in this pool (I decree this). All that happens with the pool is that for months at a time, a robot cleaner thing goes around shooting chlorine water into the trees and killing leaves, getting tangled up and shooting water out into an alley so that people have to come and tell us that our pool is overflowing, and cost us money. I feel like this should be a common sentiment, and yet houses have pools.
If I ever accidentally buy a house with a pool (who knows...), I'm going to let it do what it wants.
Haven't seen these ducks yet though. What does one and a half pounds of shock do to a duck?
|Monday, May 30th, 2011|
Well, I am back in Texas after my 2-and-a-half month trip out west.
The place I went that's most worthy of comment was also the last: Silverton, Colorado.
It's a town with a population of about 500 and my cousin has been living there for 18 years. I was there for about 24 hours.
I was just looking around the internet to see if anyone mentioned the thing the stuck out the most to me, and sure enough
"Tragedies around these parts are not uncommon. In the last few years a local coffee shop owner starved to death while attempting a hike across the state. Another local woman shot herself inside her home. And every year several people are killed by avalanches or simply from driving right off the edge of the road and plunging hundreds of feet to their death. In many spots there are no guardrails, so when snow is plowed it can be pushed right over the cliffs. Often people skid or misjudge the treacherous hairpin turns…or they just decided they can’t deal with this podunk isolation anymore. Welcome to town!"
The roads are ridiculous. I was only on the road from Durango to Silverton, which was more than enough for me, but my cousin says that one's no big deal. The only other road out of town - the one north to Ouray, he says, "sometimes makes people thoughtful."
I asked him if people if ever go off the edge.
My cousin: "Sometimes."
My cousin: "They die."
My cousin: "A guy last year actually survived. Someone saw him go off the edge, climbed down and got him out of his car before it exploded."
Me: "Ok. Whatever. I'll just drive really slowly on my way out of here. The people behind me can just deal."
My cousin: "Oh no. Don't do that. That's illegal."
Illegal? People are allowed to drive slowly for funerals. They can't do it while a person is still alive?
Anyway, I survived, and barely kept up with the endless bits of eccentricity as I walked around the town with my cousin.
One guy was a virtuoso xylophone player. He could tap dance while he played. We met a police officer whose father was a huge environmentalist until he got diagnosed with cancer, walked off into the mountains and was never seen again. A guy in my cousin's apartment building was building cellos (from snowboards), violins, and was trying to figure out how to make a hurdy-gurdy. Lots of people built their own homes or took over old mining buildings. One guy had the jail picked up and moved next to his store. A (seemingly) 75-year-old Swiss endurance runner named Ernst made his fortune as a hair-dresser and talked a lot about the right way to pick up chicks. He showed my cousin and me the house he'd built, which included "party lights". As we were walking around his house another guy came up to the back door and revealed a prototype bamboo-and-hemp bicycle he'd just gotten built in Zambia. I was told about an Australian who used to live there who had "a terrible attitude". A German guy filled a building with junk and then died. A guy who went to the same college as me lives in Silverton and makes rum and sleds (an awesome combo). And of course there was my cousin (a very smart photographer and mountain-climber trying to keep the 10 kids in the high school from dropping out, and hoarding a huge stash of sardines). There was too much - I could not keep up. And the town is tiny. One paved road.
An interesting place made even more interesting by the fact that I will never, ever drive into that town again.
Oh. And I met a guy who my cousin said drove around in a dog cart. I don't even know what that meant.
|Sunday, March 27th, 2011|
|West Ho A Week Ago
Amarillo, TX - Dean Martin is going to be disappointed.
New Mexico - A very attractive state.
The Grand Canyon - Skipped it. In the words of my mother, "You don't just stop and look over the edge."
Arizona in general - Clearly spent most of it's beauty points on The Grand Canyon. Not necessarily a bad strategy - it just had no way of knowing people driving through it would be in a rush to meet a friend in Las Vegas.
The Hoover Dam - I like dams and this was a big one. I now know what's inside those towers on the front of the dam, and it's kind of funny. (bathrooms)
Las Vegas - Not for me. In the war of cheapness, I think "cheap" won out over "not cheap", for which I am glad. The deciding battle was probably the $5 ATM fees in the casinos. My friend Jason was specifically pre-warned not to go to Vegas with anyone who got upset at the ATM fees, so he was understandably annoyed. (I said that paying the ATM fee would fester in my mind. He said that he hoped many things from my trip to Vegas would fester in me.)
Santa Barbara - It's nice. Lots of uncharacteristic rain, but I like rain. Jason's house, unfortunately, does not. My masterstroke cleaning product gift (a roomba) was completely upstaged by the discovery of a giant and dramatic-looking leak in Jason's roof when we got there. It's okay though. Together we have identified every silver lining.
Palo Alto - I think.
|Friday, December 24th, 2010|
Yesterday I sat next to Wes Anderson (writer/director of some fine films, including one of my absolute favorites ever - Rushmore).
How did I know it was him? Olive green corduroy suit.
Funny thing is that I was having tea with someone with whom the tradition is, if a famous person has been seen during the year, to have everyone else guess who it was through yes/no questions. And first, everyone's like, no, no - no famous people seen this year. Then I realize I'm sitting next to Wes Anderson.
So once he leaves, I try to play him, and aside from my sister, no one really knew who he was.
Wes Anderson is awesome.
|Monday, December 6th, 2010|
We moved into an office today. And I can't really think of anything interesting or funny to say about it.
|Friday, June 4th, 2010|
|Friday, May 28th, 2010|
I just got my hair cut, and after about five minutes of silent cutting the barber says, "Looks like you tried to do some home improvement."
Damn it! Yes, I tried to cut my own hair, and I knew it was not a success, but that was like 3 months ago. I didn't really think anyone would be able to tell anymore.
|Wednesday, May 26th, 2010|
|Tuesday, April 13th, 2010|
|Saturday, May 2nd, 2009|
|Saturday, April 11th, 2009|
|Look Before They Leap
I believe I got my first taste of the benefits of being out of work yesterday - the chance to almost-witness some crazy shit. Apparently things sometimes happen during the day. Here's what happened yesterday.
I'm sitting in my car in my apartment's parking lot, making a phone call. A police car flies past with its sirens blaring. Annoying. Then a second one goes by. I look over and see that the cops are running into my apartment building. Hmm... I tell the person I'm talking to that I'll call him back.
I walk over and see a lot more police cars, and a lot of policemen running around, guns drawn, pointing at doorways and into the woods. Looks like someone's on the loose! I get behind a tree and watch.
Other people walk up and everyone asks everyone else what's going on. No one knows. Someone thought he heard something break.
Here's what was going on. Apparently there was a small den of burglers living in my apartment building. The police raided them and arrested two of them. The third one, however, decided to LEAP THROUGH A THIRD FLOOR WINDOW, GLASS AND ALL, AND RUN AWAY. Cops were walking around saying stuff like, "Where would he run? WHERE WOULD HE RUN?!" It looked like there was going to be some kind of big manhunt, but eventually everyone just seemed to lose interest, and a lot of boringness commenced.
Now this was, on the whole, pretty cool, but I'm annoyed about it for two reasons. One - I failed to turn around in my car and witness someone leaping through the glass of a third floor window. And two - I think I must have been using these guys' wireless connection, because now it's gone, and I have to make this post from a different apartment parking lot. Sucks.
|Wednesday, April 1st, 2009|
|Wednesday, March 18th, 2009|
|My Measured Account of Humanity
So, I was called up, after my rant against humanity, by the Nurse Practitioner I saw, who said, "I just saw your results! You need to go the ER right away! You need to go right now!"
"Ok," I said. "I'll go." Even though I was feeling great, and had found the cure for kidney stones already on my own - Trader Joe's Red Pepper Spread with Eggplant and Garlic, eaten straight out of the jar.
So, I go and I tell people why I was there and that the Nurse Practitioner said she was going to send the results from the CAT scan. But, she didn't send it and the doctor said it didn't seem worth doing two CAT scans in a day and increasing my risk of cancer, and I agreed. But they did an x-ray and said the stone really wasn't that big and was close to passing anyway and that I should leave. So I left.
Anyway, it's interesting to note that while I was at the ER, and feeling fine, humanity seemed to suck a whole lot less. I don't know - I'm thinking it may having something to do with the height of the sun in the sky or something. I'll figure it out though, I swear. I'll figure out what makes humanity suck.
Oh, I got another Percocet prescription out of the deal though, which feels like a nice win. It sounds bad to say it, but I'm very interested in hoarding painkillers right now.
|Saturday, February 7th, 2009|
|Flip a Coin... Twice
shows a list of companies and the number of people they've laid off since November 1st. The company that owns the studio I work for is close to the bottom of the list, with only 600 people. The unfortunate part is that 600 people would account for 24% of the company, and the layoff is listed for February 9th, which is this coming Monday. Current Mood: curious
|Saturday, November 17th, 2007|
|Thursday, November 15th, 2007|
| The first game I've worked on
has come out, an event celebrated with an Asian themed party in a hallway, surrounded by rooms displaying objects of pop-culture significance, some of which were and still are also literally sitting in the trunk of my car with the supposed intention of being sold or disposed of at some point. I'm not saying it was a bad museum, but you know, that is kind of a bad sign. The food was very good though, and so were the people.
I've also moved down a street and have inherited a cat which has taken on the charming habit of rubbing against the power button and turning off my computer when it wants attention.
Ok, finally, I just saw this
and even though no one will find it as amusing as me, I've never been so proud of Williams. The persistance is incredible. I'm also not sure I've ever seen anything that quite captures the majesty that was Phish like the little burst of silly string at 5:30, slight delay and everything. Hilarious. Clearly something the marching band needs to learn.
|Sunday, September 16th, 2007|
1. Go to http://www.careercruising.com/
2. Put in Username: nycareers, Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top ten results.
1. Desktop Publisher
3. Cartoonist / Comic Illustrator
4. Computer Animator
5. Graphic Designer
7. GIS Specialist
8. Medical Illustrator
9. Website Designer
Gotta say, given the number of questions (not a lot) and their specificity (not too much), I'm pretty impressed with my results. Desktop Publishing, here I come.