Ode To Be Normal

“I consider every day I don’t contemplate suicide a success.
It’s been a long time since I have been successful.”

Sometimes life is not all fun and games.

Boulvard Of Broken Dreams
I know that I misspelled “Boulevard”, that’s key to this story. Well, that and the age-old edict that “Timing is Everything.”

A few weeks ago on a return trip home from downtown I noticed a street sign which marked the corner of Boulevard and Highland Av. On the other side of the intersection was a similar construct which marked the intersection of Boulvard and Highland Av.

The misspelling of street signs is hardly earth-shaking news, but I thought that the juxtaposition of the two signs would make for an interesting photograph. Of course when I went to shoot it the other day the misspelled sign had been removed by someone.

Yes, timing is everything…

You Have To Walk Before You Can Run, But When You Can’t Run You Have To Walk
Whew, just typing that made me tired.

Last night I didn’t have “it”, where “it” is whatever drives one to keep running even when all parts of the body scream “no!”. Luckily for me my friend Betsy also wasn’t in the mood to endure the difficulties of running, so we decided to walk the last two miles of our George’s run last night.

Admittedly the beer doesn’t taste nearly as rewarding when failing to achieve the appointed task, but I managed to drink two regardless.

Spring Training?
You would think that a $42 fill up this morning would motivate me to become a dedicated train rider once again. It has not.

There is an addiction, whether it be the 25-minute morning commute (instead of an hour), not having to deal with anyone else, carrying as much shit around with me in my trunk as I desire, whatever, but that addiction exists. Yes Mr. President — I am addicted to oil.

For Cinco de Mayo I am going to make an effort to give up my addiction for a day; let’s call it Lent-For-A-Day.

It’s Tough To Be A Vegetarian
Thursday is a meat day. At least today will be. It’s not that I awoke craving meat, in fact just the opposite. However after gassing up the car this morning I went into the Quicky Mart to buy a biscuit/croissant/bagel/pancake sandwich/burrito, actually anything that would fill my stomach this morning. Every single option contained meat, whether it be ham, bacon, sausage, or ground beef. It wasn’t like there were empty slots where the veggie options were, there were just no veggie (egg only) options!

So today is a meat day. Oh boy, I can’t wait for lunch now!

Good Day At The Brewery? Bad Day At The Brewery?
The other day I opened a twelve-pack of delicious Sweetwater 420. When I pulled out this bottle I felt a little like Charlie when he found the Golden Ticket

Double Labelled For My Protection, Part 1

Double Labelled For My Protection, Part 2

Double Labelled For My Protection, Part 3

Sure the outer label was mangled, but I thought it was cool that my bottle had two labels! Sometimes it’s the little things that keep me going.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – tired and conflicted
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio Channel 26, playing The Streets — “Never Went To Church”
Website Of The DayRemember The Milk (btw- “my cow” Stacy and Phil) is a little Web2.0 To Do list application. Someday when every device we possess has net access these Web2.0 apps will be incredibly cool.

If you ever want a quick glance of the sites I’ve picked for my Websites Of The Day, you can check them out on del.icio.us, my user name is InsideThePerimeter (go figure), and they are all tagged as “blogged.”

Exercise (b)Log – walking/running, 4.75 miles

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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2 Responses to Ode To Be Normal

  1. Maigh says:

    I saw you walkin! Crossing Virginia and Highland and I thought “well huh…aren’t Hashers supposed to run?” but you looked sweaty enough so I figured you had been.

  2. Paulie says:

    Truthfully, because I had walked so much I didn’t even really sweat last night. 🙂

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