Saturday, December 17, 2005
Weirded out
Thanks to Marty, I'm supposed to lay my soul bare and vomit out 5 weird things about myself. Normally, I'd just laugh at Marty's answers, but since I haven't posted anything in over a week, I'll bite.
So I present The Five Weird Things About Brian (That He's Willing to Share With Others):
1. I don't put milk on my cereal. I have a glass of milk to accompany my cereal, but they must not intermingle until they are safely tucked away in my innards.
2. I don't think Monty Python is very funny. I'm told this makes me weird.
3. In college, I worked with bulk mailings for four years. To this day, I have retained most of my knowledge about U.S. zip codes. I'm pretty decent with U.S. area codes as well.
4. Debz says I'm weird because I cut up my spaghetti. She says: "It's spaghetti for retards. I mean honestly, the whole point of spaghetti is so you can twirl it on your fork, not cut it up into little bite sized worms." I say, much like Oreos Reese's, there is no wrong way to eat spaghetti.
5. I like that one Jewel song.
Posted by Brian at 6:14 PM
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Wednesday, December 7, 2005
Bush to religious right: Suck it
It cracks me up when the religious right gets their undies in a bundle.
And it's even better when someone pumps out quotes like, "I think it's more important to put Christ back into our war planning than into our Christmas cards." I bet Bob Edgar is sitting at home right now, praying that he doesn't make a cameo appearance on "The Daily Show" tonight.
- Posted by Brian at 9:36 PM
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- Category: Politics
Saturday, December 3, 2005
Transition to new headquarters complete
After several bruises, a multitude of dropped items, countless obscenities (occasionally mumbled, more often vocalized at much higher volume levels), two truck rentals, and one major cat freak-out, we're moved in to our new home.
Obviously, we would not have moved away from idyllic Myrtle Island without good reason (landlord's parents moving in), but the new place has a few amenities the ol' fishing camp lacked. So while I no longer live on the river surrounded by live oaks and Spanish moss, I also no longer need to turn off the living room light by unscrewing the bulb. Nor do I have to worry about the shower head falling from the wall and onto my foot while shampoo runs into my eyes. And the laundry machines are no longer outside. That sure makes up for never again being able to sit on the dock at dusk, watching the tide roll in and the stars pop into the sky.
Props go to Saraq and Will for assistance with moving the pottery equipment; Marty for the previous reason plus helping to move the first load to the new house; and Morgan and Allison for their 90 seconds of help in moving our behemoth of a couch 20 feet from the lawn to the living room in exchange for dinner. Worth every penny.
Also, as you might be able to ascertain from the previous paragraph, I have decided I will no longer associate myself with anyone who does not have a web site. Sorry, but it's almost 2006, and it's time for a little tough love.
- Posted by Brian at 11:49 PM
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