Archive for July, 2006
On a Lighter Note
Bonniejean had the most awesome thing linked from her AIM profile today. If you work in or around software, you absolutely must go listen to this song. It will make your day. I swear it.
Also, I think the artist, Jonathan Coulton, is really brave for putting himself and his music out in the world like he does. I wish sometimes that I had the patience with myself and my music to publish any of it on this here magical internet series of tubes. But I’m a chicken.
Of course, I haven’t written anything new in a while. I had an idea last week that I thought was pretty awesome, but (back to today’s earlier theme) I was a moron and didn’t write it down. That’s a mistake. Music is fleeting. If you don’t capture it, it’s gone.
Anyway, when I get home, I’m totally buying that song. And probably the one about the seahorse too.
Stupid Things Diane has Done Today
Here is the list of stupid things I have done so far today. And it’s only 8:30 in the morning!
- Hit snooze twice, thus causing me to wake up too late to wash my hair and still get to Oak Grove early enough for a pay-the-person parking space (as I have no small bills).
- Drop a cup of water on the carpet, thus causing me to have to mop it up with the towels I just washed yesterday.
- Therefore be delayed too late to get to Oak Grove before the lot is completely full.
- Convince myself that it will be okay, and I can go to Malden Station instead, and park at the public garage for $6 instead of $3.50
- Forget that the $6 deal is only good if you’re in by 10 and out by 7. In by 10 is no problem. Out by 7… that’s not happening today. I’ve got a baseball game to go see!
- Drive around Malden Center for several minutes, pathetically hoping to find cheaper parking than $18.
- EXCEPTION: Stupid thing I didn’t do (thankfully): Be idiotic enough to try to drive in to Boston while half the city tunnels are shut down. At least I was smart enough to actually park in that public garage in Malden.
- Forget to charge my cell phone, despite promising Mike that I would, thus leading me to have to spend my lunch break finding a Cingular Wireless store so I can buy a charger.
Let’s hope the rest of the day goes smoother. After all, I am going to see the Red Sox tonight. How can today be bad if I have that to look forward to?
P.S.: I just checked, I wasn’t so stupid that I forget my ticket. Entrance to the near-to-last row of the upper bleachers will be mine. I will be able to go see my Sox. Thankfully I’m not that dumb.
P.P.S.: Do you think, if I begged, the MBTA would either (a) build more parking at Oak Grove and/or Malden Center or (b) extend the orange line closer to my house? Probably not. But it would be nice…
For Ian
Yesterday was the longest sports day of my life. It was probably a pretty long sports day for you too, should you enjoy soccer and a major league baseball team named after a misspelled foot covering.
I’ve been plodding through a head cold for the last few days. I apologize to anyone who gets or has gotten it from me. But it’s so not my fault. We’ve traced it back to one of my coworkers, and he says he’s sorry, okay? Anyway, yesterday was the first day that I’ve felt more or less normal. And my more or less normal self was interested in watching some World Cup action.
I know, a lot of people don’t really understand soccer. I refuse to believe that people don’t like it, however. How can you not enjoy something so exciting! Anyone who thinks they don’t like it just doesn’t understand. You can be taught. Probably not by me though. I highly recommend spending the entire World Cup working in a very soccer (or football, as they’ll likely call it) friendly environment. I went with London in 2002.
I will say, though, that the announcing on ESPN and ABC was pretty depressing. They talk too slow and don’t get excited enough. The English announcers were always yelling and screaming and making you generally feel like you were right there in the action. I love that.
If you didn’t watch the final, I’m sorry, but you’re not getting a play-by-play from me here. I will say that I think France’s goal was totally bogus and I’m glad Italy managed to break their losing shoot-out record. Also, I think that every French man, woman, and child should get a turn to head-butt Zidane. That was atrocious.
After watching that extended sporting event (mmm… nothing like overtime! tasty!), we turned the channel over to the best sports announcers ever, Don and Remy. The score was 3-2 in favor of the brighter colored Sox, heading into the bottom of the 9th, with Papelbon coming out to pitch. We just knew the game was over. We even had a little discussion about how awesome it is to play only 8-inning baseball games.
Wrong!
We sat through the rest of that interminable game. We saw the White Sox practically hand us the game, and our boys failed to take note. We yelled and cheered and hoped they could hear us five states away. After about the 12th we were reciting the commercials along with the TV. A unicorn!
And along came Seanez. Oh man, how I hate him.
Let’s not talk about that anymore.
I hope Big Papi hits like sixty home runs in the derby tonight. That would be sweet.
A Unicorn!
Just saying…
Maybe if the game goes to 15 innings, you might consider putting a better rotation of commercials. I’m almost convinced that unicorns are real, because obviously the 99 cent chicken sandwich isn’t.
Yes, Another Short One
Yay! I’m not fired!
My three month review just happened yesterday, and I’m not fired. Awesome. Yay job!
Chirp!
With a slight head cold and a lack of propper sleep, I begin my day.
A poor innocent cricket seemed to be interested in mating with our back porch. The bedroom window overlooks said back porch. Crickets are loud. Very loud.
I’m sleepy. Very sleepy.
Shortened Commute
My commute sure is shorter when I can park right in front of the Oak Grove entrance, rather than a half-mile away!