Friday, April 21, 2006

Friday Fiver: What It All Comes Down To...

Todays Friday Fiver, while not great, is not as lame as it has been the last couple of weeks. I have deemed that the suck coefficient is low enough for me to actually answer it.

1. When is the last time you were broke?
Um...I don't think I've ever been not broke. A couple of weeks ago when I had to have a bunch of work done on my crappy car was pretty rough. I literally had no money for about a week until I got paid again. Stupid crappy Korean made automobiles. But I digress...

2. What makes you lose focus?
Taking off my glasses. Or shiney objects, I swear I'm part magpie.

3. How tall are you?
Somewhere around 5'5". It depends on the shoes I'm wearing.

4. Are you brave or cowardly?
I like to think I'm brave when I need to be, but most of the time I probably lean toward the chicken shit side.

5. What's in your pocket?
Probably some lint. Oh, and chapstick. Everything I need to carry goes into the great bag of holding.

A Little Summer Time Poll

The weather has been absolutely gorgeous this week, after a very long, but not so cold, winter. With sunshine and green grass and birds singing I decided to take advantage of the weather and stay outside as long as possible yesterday at Burlington's waterfront. And what else goes along with nice weather? I was very happy to partake in my first creemee of the season.

Which brings me to a little poll I want to take. When you order your creemee (or softserve, as some insist on calling it), do you get 'sprinkles' or 'jimmies'?

Saturday, April 08, 2006

Friday Fiver: I Only Smile in the Dark

1. What's the weather like?
Right now it's sunny, but deceptively chilly. But it did rain yesterday.

2. When is the last time you felt appreciated?
Uh...

3. What is the last bad news you heard?
My friend's grandfather passed away

4. What is your favorite sad song?
Oooh. I was just having this conversation with a friend of mine. Check out his blog to see the list we came up with. My favorite depressing song? Hands down, it's Down in a Hole by Alice in Chains.

5. Tell us about something you're obsessed with:
No.

Friday, March 10, 2006

Polkadots!

Eek! So, a little over a week has gone by since I survived having all four impacted wisdom teeth extracted and then the flu. I'm on the med now and feeling much better, but I seem to be a little polkadotted. I think it may be a side effect of one of the myriad of prescription drugs I've been taking. I called my doctor and she told me to stop taking the antibiotics, take a couple of Benodryl, and call if it gets worse. Seriously, I don't think doctors actually diagnose anything anymore. I think they just hand you a prescription in the blind hope that you'll get better. What, not feeling better yet? Here, take this pill, then.

Let's Embarrass Ourselves Further

So the Friday Fiver is kind of lame. Here's my five quetions for the week.


  1. What is the most embarrassing time you were caught singing along with a song?
  2. What is the funniest blackmail photo of yourself?
  3. What is your most embarrassing injury?
  4. What movie in your collection are you most ashamed of owning (or your friends make fun of you mercilessly for)?
  5. Ever have a wardrobe malfunction?

And here's my answers for the curious.


1. What is the most embarrassing time you were caught singing along with a song?

I've been caught in the car on numerous occassions by various random drivers sitting at the red light. One of my biggest fears is that someday someone will put a hidden microphone in the van I drive for work. I've been know to turn up the volume and do my best James Hetfield impersonation. My most emabarrassing time I got caught was the time I thought all of my roommates had left for work. Thinking no one was home I took my time getting ready for the day and cranked the stereo while I was in the shower. Apparrently one of the roommates had stayed home. I was in the shower, with the bathroom door open (to hear the music better) all soapy and headbanging to Metallica's One.

2. What is the funniest blackmail photo of yourself?

There are tons of these out there, mostly in the possession of my friend Marge. I was very happy when we were looking at her wedding photos to see that in one particular picture you couldn't see that I wasn't wearing any pants. We were getting dressed for the wedding, and some lady was taking candid photos. I had just started to get dressed when Marge needed some help with her shoes. So I went over to give her a hand, being partly dressed at the time. The photographer thought that was such a great moment and snapped a picture. The winner of the most embarrassing picture of me is actually posted on the Harlequin Specter website. It's not even supposed to be a picture of me; the foreground is a lovely portraint of someone else entirely. It was taken after hours at the VT renaissance Festival last year and I am lying on a bench in the background. There is a guy on the bench next to me, and you can clearly see his hands are on my chest.

3. What is your most embarrassing injury?

Again there are so many to choose from. Almost lobbing off my index finger in a loosing fight with a squash, and cutting myself with my own sword while goofing aound are right up there. The funniest injury involves me falling in the bathtub, in what seemed like a good idea at the time. In an attempt to overcome the shear physics of dating someone over a foot taller than I am, I climbed up on the edge of the tub and braced myself against the shower wall. Due to my own momentum and slippery shower surfaces, I ended up losing my balance and falling, pulling down the shower curtain with me. Yeah, it totaly ruined the moment.

4. What movie in your collection are you most ashamed of owning (or your friends make fun of you mercilessly for)?

I recently acquired The Muppet Show season 1 and Fraggle Rock season 1 on DVD. I stand by these choices, but others make fun of me. I also used to own a lot of bad anime. Sorceror Hunters rocked.

5. Ever have a wardrobe malfunction?

At a firend's Thanksgiving party I wore a new shirt. It looked great when I tried it on and was standing in front of the mirror. However, when I sat down, the low neckline of the shirt would open up and you could see right down it. Unfortunately, I didn't realize this until it was pointed out to me at the party.

Friday Fiver: Number One Single

So here's this weeks Friday Fiver.

1. What's your favorite song these days?
I know it's getting overplayed now, but I'm still digging on Nickleback's Animals

2. Do you wear glasses?
And contacts. But not at the same time.

3. Have you ever counted sheep to fall asleep?
No, there's never been enough sheep in my bedroom.

4. Reality TV: love it or hate it?
I'm indifferent. I basically watch the Simpsons and Family Guy.

5. Recommend a single on your friendslist that we should all get to know a little better:
Uh....no. Setting up your single friends with people they don't know is just plain not cool. People in relationships, resist the urge. Your single friends are not dying to find the same joy in couplehood that you have.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Congrats to Brian

Even in my state of semi-sickness, I managed to make it to bowling night. I came home early from work and slept a while, then went down to tea room. After sleeping and drinking tea (and some Tylonol Cold & Flu) I was feeling half way decent so I decided to try bowling. I did fairly good except for the first game. Brian came through with 3 great games, with a tremendous score of 220 in the final game. Congrats Brian!

Still Alive (or the pity me post)

It's been awhile since my last post. I survived having 4 impacted wisdom teeth removed only to get the flu two days later. I fully blame my brother for that wonderful gift. The last couple of days have not been fun, but, well, I got better. I didn't see any bright lights to walk into, although if I had, I probably would have dropped down into the three point stance and run away in the other direction.I actually tried going to work today, but only made it to about noon. I figured if I wasn't going to be productive, I might as well be unproductive at home. I have learned that vicoden is not my friend. And that watching day time tv will only make you more sick. On a brighter note, I did make it all the way through the Family Guy DVD set I got for my birthday and the Stewie Griffin Story. I highly recomend both to anyone who wants a laugh. I have a lot to look forward to in the next week or so. I look forward to regaining my sense of smell and not feeling so tired all the time. I look forward to getting the stitches taken out of my mouth and being able to open my mouth fully. Today I forgot and yawned - ouch! Most especially, I look forward to being able to eat solid foods again.

Friday, February 17, 2006

I'm Old!

So, I know I'm not that old in the scheme of things. I did, however, just celebrate a birthday and came to the realization that I'm going to be hitting thirty pretty darn soon. Remember when 30 seemed old? Also, the last time I went out on the town, I found myself looking around at the crowd thinking was I that annoying at 21? The answer is, yeah, I probably was. Amateurs. I came to the conclusion that I was the old creepy guy at the back of the club. Not really old, just too old to be there. I also could hear the Jaws theme playing in my head watching the college boys persuing their drunken prey across the dance floor.

So today I'm feeling old. I discovered it only takes 2 drinks to get me feeling a buzz, which I suppose is good for the wallet. However, it now takes me about 3 days to recover from a late night. This sadly means that if I go out on a Saturday, I'm going to be feeling like crap until Wednesday. Yeah, I'm aging.

So I worked through all of that. I'm aging. So what? I have a lot of years left in me still. I'm smarter, more sure of myself, and put up with a lot less BS then I did a few years ago. I started getting used to the idea of hitting 30. And then I checked the mail. Nothing makes a person feel quite as old as getting one of these in the mail. Yomper, I feel your pain.


Friday Fiver: Cheney's Got a Gun

Ahh, everone's favorite topic of discussion this week. Even the Friday Fiver has gotten in on the VP shot someone in the face with a shotgun thing.

1. Do you have good hand-eye coordination?
Decent enough for swinging swords and throwing axes with a bit of accuracy.

2. Have you ever held a gun?
Yes, held and fired a hunting rifle at paper targets.

3. What do you think of toy guns?
Do I think they make people violent? No. Do I think it's bad for children to have toy guns? No, but I do believe that children need to understand the difference between fantasy and reality. Parents need to pay attention to their children enough to catch early warning signs if the lines between fantasy and reality start to become blurred.

4. When is the last time you asked for forgiveness?
Last spring I said some things to a friend that my inner monologue should have kept silent.

5. Your favorite Aerosmith song:
Dream On, also Sweet Emotion and Walk This Way, featuring Run DMC

There are, of course, other questions that the Cheney-Whittington shooting brings up.
1. How do you feel about canned hunting operations?
2. Do you believe that there was alcohol involved?
3. How do you suppose the police would have handled the situation if an average citizen shot his hunting partner?
4. Why did it take so long for Cheney to make a statement.
5. Do you think Cheney will be charged with anything if Whittington dies from his wounds?

In answer to my own questions...
1. I think it's unsportsmanlike to hunt penned game. I also think that grain fed quail are about as weary of humans as urban pigeons.

2. When the story broke earlier this week, I really didn't think alcohol was involved. If these guys had to hunt released domestic quail, then I don't think we're dealing with some experienced hunters. People get excited, accidents happen. Now, however, it's revealed that lunch may have included a beer or two. Yeah, right. Anyone who's ever been stopped by the cops tells them they've had 2 beers. This makes me think alcohol was an issue, and the 14 hour delay in talking to the police is now explained. Cheney probably needed to sober up.

3. If this was Joe Average-citizen and his buddy, there would have been a delay in talking to the police. Cheney was allowed a 14 hour grace period to sober up and get his story straight. Depending on the shooter's BAC, charges may have been brought for reckless endangerement. The hunting license would have certainly been revoked, with the possiblity of not being allowed to own firearms.

4. This is by far the biggest goof in how the situation was handled. If Cheney made a statement when the incident happeded, then the late night talk shows would have made some jokes and the whole thing would have been soon forgotten. Now it's become front page news. The reason it took so long is that he was under the impression that this could be just quietly swept inder the rug. I also don't think Cheney is all that sorry. Earlier this week he tried to blame Whittington for the accident (Whittington didn't announce his position). Sorry, the shooter is always responsible, but taking responsibility has not been one of this administrations strong points.

5. If the worst happens and Whittington dies, either directly from his wounds or complications, then I think we'll see his family speak out and attempt to bring about charges on Cheney. I do not believe that they'll be able to make the charges stick. I don't think this is enough to get him thrown out, but later Cheney may step down from his VP position, due to 'health concerns'.

Friday, February 10, 2006

Fun Things to Do in a Hotel Room

I've been doing some contract work for a hospital this past week in upstate New York. Usually when I do this kind of thing, I work insanely long hours to get the job done and me home as quickly as possible. Unfortunately this time I needed to space my hours out so I was on-site Monday through Friday. This has caused me to find new and exciting things to occupy my time at night in the hotel room. If you actually try any of these be sure to tip the housekeepers heavily for cleaning up after your dumb ass.

  • Find and stash as much free soap, toilettries, and stationary as your suitcase will hold
  • Carve Celtic runes into the soap and place them in precise patterns around the room
  • Take all the sheets and blankets off the beds and build little forts in the room
  • Find the sewing kit. Sew a button on the light shade
  • Towel oragami
  • Set up a mini golf course. Use trash cans, the ice bucket, and soda bottles for holes. You can always swipe some olives from the mini bar to use as the ball
  • If you're staying multiple nights, alternate the bed you sleep in. Put the pillows at the foot of the bed. This really won't kill any time, but it will mess with the housekeeper's head
  • Take the ironing board to the nearest stairwell. Surf's up!

Sunday, February 05, 2006

Friggin' Friday Fiver

OK. The questions off this weeks Friday Fiver aren't as lame as last week, but they're not much better either.

1. Any plans to watch the Super Bowl?
No, not really. It may be on in the background at some point in time this evening.
2. Friday or Saturday: Which is a better date night?
It depends on if I have to work late on Friday, in which case I'll be in a bad mood when I get home.
3. Do you do anything special on the weekends that you don't do during the week?
Generally this is when I do really exciting things like laundry and cleaning the bathroom.
4. Where do you get your news from?
CNN.com; NPR, since I spend a lot of time behind the wheel; occassionally the Burlington Free Press, usually read while doing laundry, see above; various sites out there in blogland
5. Kevin, Norm, Colin, Jimmy, Tina or Amy?
I didn't get the reference. I tend to agree with Yomper, who makes the point that this is probably a Saturday Nighlt Live reference based on the title 'Weekend Update'.

Fashion Sense

The other day I was shopping the clearance racks at the Fashion Bug and I happened to notice a display of T shirts with 'cute' little phrases written in glitter and rhinestones. I've always thought it was somehow wrong to be dressing young women in shirts that describe the wearer as 'Porn Star' or 'Playboy Bunny'. It reminds me of an episode of The Family Guy.

Lois: Oh, what about this, Meg? A pink baby-tee that says "Little Slut." That seems pretty hip.
Meg: I don't know if that's really me, Mom.
Lois: Well, they've got one that says "Porn Star" and another that says "Sperm Dumpster." And they're all written in glitter.
Meg: All right, all right. Give me "Sperm Dumpster."
Lois: That's the spirit!


One particular shirt I saw, proudly proclaimed in multicolored glitter and rhinestones




This got me thinking. Now, I know this is supposed to be cute and clever, but is this the kind of message we as women really want to be sending? It just leaves our male counterparts open to walking around in shirts that read

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Answering my own questions

Yomper's right. I really should have answered my own questions. Or to quote him, it would be like 'just walking away with the Mardi Gras beads without paying for them'. So, my answers to my own questions...

1. What is your opinion of the spork?
The spork is the unholy union between the spoon and the fork. I find the fork part to be fairly useless, leaving you with a pointy demon spoon.

2. Gnomes: good or evil?
definitely evil. All of them. Even the Travelocity Gnome. You know he's plotting something. Look into his eyes, they're nothing but pure evil.

3. What do you think of your dodgeball playing experiences?
I have a hypothesis that one's dogeball enjoyment has an inverse relationship in proportion to one's schoolage geekiness. That said, I really dreaded every time we had to line up for dodgeball in gym class. Like Yomper, we played against a brick wall in graded school. We had a small school so the boys and girls had gym together until 8th grade. The only redeeming factor was that in highschool, the genders were separated, leaving me the largest person on the dodgeball wall with 8 years of frustration to get out of my system. But I'm not a violent person, really.

4. What mythical creature or fictional character do you fear most? (or would, if it existed)
Gnomes. Nothing but pure evil. And those flying monkeys from The Wizard of Oz.

5. Who would you bet on if the Teletubbbies have a Steel Cage match against the Tweenies with Barney the Dinosaur as a special guest referee?
My money's on the Teletubbies. They've got those things on top of their heads that can be used as weapons. And I don't think Barney would be able to call it a foreign weapon.

Friday, January 27, 2006

Random Questions That Need Answering

This week's Friday Fiver is kind of pointless. Everything they ask can be seen in my profile here on the blog. Let's have some more thought provoking questions, people. Below is what Friday Fiver asked.

1. Age?
2. Sex?
3. Location?
4. Single?
5. How long have you been doing the fridayfiver?

Honestly, I may need to stop posting these. But then I'd have to come up with some original material. Here are some questions I think are more fun and thought provoking. Feel free to answer.

1. What is your opinion of the spork?
2. Gnomes: good or evil?
3. What do you think of your dodgeball playing experiences?
4. What mythical creature or fictional character do you fear most? (or would, if it existed)
5. Who would you bet on if the Teletubbbies have a Steel Cage match against the Tweenies with Barney the Dinosaur as a special guest referee?

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Embarassing Music

I was having a conversation a few days ago about music. It started off with the usual 'who do you like' and then moved on to something a little more interesting. What albums have you owned that you're a little ashamed to admit now? What quetionable music choices did you shell out good money for? What do you still have in your collection that you'd rather get caught listening to? I'm going to exclude single songs that have been downloaded, unless you happened to download the entire album. If it makes you feel better, a friend of mine actually admitted to have owned not one, but two Vanilla Ice cds (I was unaware there was another album). So here's some of my gems....

Embarassing music I once owned
House of Pain (we all loved Jump Around)
Richard Marx
Hootie and Blowfish

Music I still own and listen to occasionally
Falco's Greatest Hits (beacuse Rock me Amadeus and Der Kommisar are so much better in the original German)
Daft Punk
Every Metallica album (yep. All of them. Even ReLoad. And I still listen to them.)
Garth Brooks - No Fences
Romeo & Juliet Soundtrack
Blood Hound Gang (One Feirce Beer Coaster and Hooray for Boobies)
Skidrow
Eminem - Eminem Show
8 Mile Soundtrack
a hole bunch of Ultravox (and I listen to that a lot too)
Butt Boy - now here's a cd with a story behind it. Actually, if you can get past the name, it's actually some good newage/trance music. Good for background music. Although it' s a little embarrassing explaining to people why you own something called Butt Boy.

Friday, January 13, 2006

In case you were developing too much self esteem

I was driving the other day and heard an ad on the radio for a product called 'HeightMax'. The ad started off with a father bemoaning the fact that his 15 year old son wasn't tall enough. My first thought was lay off the kid, jackass, he's not done with puberty yet. My next thought was why don't you bring this up with the family doctor? Apparently drug/supplement manufacturers have decided that they've finally beaten the dead horse that is the magical weight loss pill. Now it's time to bring out a new product. What else are people insecure about?

I checked out their website. It's a fun place to go for those of us of less than stellar height (yes, this includes me and my stubby little legs). I searched high and low and nowhere on the website did I find a list of ingredients (necessary packaging for anything being consume within the body). I can only assume that the ingredients are listed on the bottle itself. The only clue to the ingredients was found in this statement

Our proprietary, trademark patent-pending formula is a mixture of herbal, oriental and western supplements that gives you the required balance of vitamins, minerals and amino acids that helps promote height and boost the immune system.

Now I tend to be a little on the cynical side when looking at these types of natural enhancers, be they weight loss, 'male enhacement', or height. At best these pills do nothing and at worst cause serious health problems (anyone remember ephedrine?) The FDA can do nothing to get these pills off the market, or at least force manufacturers to prove their effectiveness, because the pills are marketed as dietary supplements, rather than medications.
In case you took a look at the website and still don't feel that you really need to be taller, there is a section titled '& Reasons To Try It'. This was my favorite reason, listed as #2
SHORTER PEOPLE DON’T HAVE MUCH FUN
If you have ever heard people say that shorter people do not have as much fun as taller people, you may have listened with skepticism. By clicking on the article below you will find that this premise is in fact true.

As you get taller, you will not only gain more confidence, make more money and improve your self-esteem, but also earn the respect of your colleagues both at work and in your community. If this is what you aspire for, then HeightMax™ should be part of your daily life.
I didn't read the article HeightMax pointed to, but even if I did I have a feeling that it wouldn't explain how being taller would help me earn more money or respect. Unlike weightloss pill ads that show hundredsof pictures of amazon like women with rock hard six pack abs that they can crack walnuts with, HeightMax is decidedly short (pun intended) of pictures of really tall people. There is only 1 picture of a group of happy, smiling teens, shown from the waist up. WTF? Where are all the pictures of the freakishly tall? I want to see some before and after pictures.
This wonderful product is aimed at people between 12 and 25, to maximixe growth potential. At first glance this sounds reasonable. I don't expect to grow another inch, dietary supplement or not. Then I got to thinking. If you're feeding this to your kid as he or she starts to go through puberty, how will know if it's working? This is when kids generally start sprouting up anyway. Say little Johnny starts taking HeightMax when he's 14 and one of the shortest kids in his class. He takes it everyday for the next couple of years like a good little boy. Around 16 or 17 little Johnny is now over 6 feet tall. Is it time to thank HeightMax? Or, maybe, genetics took over at that point?

The Friday Fiver

Or Things you never wanted to know about me and didn't want to ask...

1. Are you timely or always late?
It depends on the time of day. I am not a morning person. I make every effort to be on time in the morning, but I just can't seem to get out of my own way. I'm usually fashionably late.

2. Do you wear a watch?
I used to, but I broke it and have yet to replace it. Now it's hard to tell my left from my right.

3. What is the most important event you have been late for?
My period

4. What kind of system you have for keeping track of your bills?
Most of them are automatically debited from my checking account. Other than that, everything is due either on the 15th or the 30th when I get paid. And what does that have to do with being late? Is this going to be reported on my credit report?

5. What is your favorite time of day?
Aound 4:30 when I get out of work.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Yeah, I know it's Tuesday, but...

So I'm stealing a page out of Yomper's blog and trying out the Friday Fiver. And yeah, I know it's Tuesday, but then again I operate on Rafuse standard time. The Friday Fiver hosts a nifty little list of 5 questions that are posted the their website every Friday, hence the name. Bloggers everywhere can post the answers to said questions in a blatant attempt to get out of thinking up something original to blog about. So without further ado, here is my first attempt at the Friday Fiver. If anyone actually reads this thing (I generally feel that this blog is merely an extention of my inner monologue), feel free to post your own answers in the comments.

And now, the Friday Fiver...

1. Have you broken any New Year's resolutions yet?
Well, no, since I didn't make any to begin with. I resolved to never make another silly New Year's resolution I have no intention on keeping.

2. Broken any bones?
I am terribly accident prone.

3. When is the last time someone else broke your heart?
I'm not answering this question. I can picture a lot of little under 25's crying about how wronged they've been in love. To them I say this - shut up, put on some good angry music, and get over it. We've all had bad relationships. This is why Nine Inch Nails and other angst ridden music is so popular. Suffice to say, Chupa and I have never been happier.

4. What is the most expensive item you've ever broken?
As a biomed tech, I've fried my fair share of medical equipment. I'm not sure of the actaul cash value, but I know it's not cheap.

5. What phrase are your tired of hearing over and over again?
Fair and balance news. That's just a load of poop. And my other personal favorite - 9/11 changed everything. Yeah, it did. It gave a corrupt administration a free pass to do whatever the hell they wanted and if anyone disagrees with them, they're either traitors, letting the terrorists win, weak on national security, or demoralizing our troops.