Real warm weather has yet to arrive and I can already tell that my home’s air conditioning unit has lost its cooling feeling. I’m not overly surprised because I had to have it “charged” a few years (three? four?) ago which means that there is a leak in a normally closed system. I don’t mind things being a bit on the warm side, but there is a limit to my tolerance.
If You’d Taken Marta — You’d Be There By Now
That is if there is a state of frustration.
Ninety minutes elapsed from the time that I left the office yesterday until Marta finally pulled in to the Arts Center station. Arts Center station is not my final destination. At Arts Center I decided that I could use the exercise so I hopped off the train and started to walk to my car. Because allergies have been kicking my ass and I was carrying two bags, I really didn’t want to exercise. But being on a Marta train that wasn’t moving anywhere quickly made me feel worse, so exercise it was. I cheated a bit when my buddy Harold passed me three miles into the four-mile walk and I took him up on an offer to take me to my car.
Even with his help I got home around around 7:30pm — a full 3:30 after leaving the office.
If it wasn’t Friday.
If gas wasn’t $3 per gallon.
If rain wasn’t in the weather forecast.
Had I not purchased a 7-day Marta pass yesterday.
You could bet the house that I would have driven to work today.
Stacy did I get the wasn’t / weren’t correct here, or did I fuck it up again? Eh, nevermind…)
ITP Flickr Pic
Oh looky, a tomato.
A tomato that cost me nearly as much money as a gallon of gas. WTF?
This Season Of Survivor Is About As Exciting…
…As watching business meetings take place. For me this season continues to have no pizazz. I keep thinking “Here comes the ole Mark Burnett switcheroo” and then nothing happens. All the build up occurs to where it looks like person X will get voted out, and then person X gets voted out. Huh? That’s not the way it’s supposed to work.
Take care Alex. Here’s a nice new-fangled Reach toothbrush for you to keep those pearly-whites of yours shiny. Now please go sit next to the person who you back stabbed last week.
Why doesn’t Survivor take a cue from Big Brother and show some of the behind-the-scenes action of the jury? I bet that there are more fireworks around their spa then there are in the survivors’ camp.
My Biscuits Are Getting Soggy
Oh poop, the weather outlook for Montgomery is really crappy (30% chance of rain all weekend long) so I’ve decided not to take a trip down to catch a Biscuits game this weekend.
While this incoming rain puts a damper on my outdoor plans I do hope that it washes away the pollen which has caused me to have a week-long bout with scratchy, watering eyes and sneezing.
One Way Or Another, There Will Be Corned Beef In My Mouth This Weekend
The New York Corned Beef Society Of Atlanta will be serving it up this Sunday at Twain’s in Decatur. Normally I’d tell you right here whether or not I will be there, but I am working on something for this weekend so I am not sure if I will be in attendance. That should not stop you however. Go. Eat meat. Even if you are a vegetarian. If you don’t, the terrorists have won…
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – strange
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Deerhoof — “Matchbook Seeks Maniac” (Deerhoof always reminds me of a former Atlanta band Toenut)
Website Of The Day – You’ve been a great audience this week, so I’ll give you two, count’em two, websites today. The first is for a place I should have gone to last night but forgot, the East Atlanta Village Farmer’s Market which will be held from 4:30 – dark each Thursday through October. The second is an interesting blog called Save The Deli which is trying to ensure an American way of eating does not vanquish.
Exercise (b)Log – walking, 3 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – Marta
1) Lose two pounds. (starting weight 200 lbs)
2) Exercise at least five days per week.
3) Read two books, specifically
3a) “722 Miles: The Building of the Subways and How They Transformed New York”
3b) “The Evolution Of Useful Things…”
Sometimes even us non-writers get the urge from a remark!
Paulie: If I get to choose you know that Iâ€™m picking a female voice. Itâ€™d be a nice change of pace to have another voice in the car as well.
The year was May 2007. Paul, done with physical women, and WAY ahead of the tech curve, upgraded his luv life to plug-in chip women. He was rarely seen again. Occasionally when he would shuffle out of his house and give his hardware wife an “upgrade”, he would be briefly spotted. Friends berated him for his plug-in chip wife, and warned him that “This was not the answer” but after finding his luv life upgradeable AND programmable, there was no stopping the little pitter-patter of his techie heart. The final blow was when Paul was allowed to telecommute and entered his basement for the last time. Years passed, the upgrades came and went. The Wedding module was upgraded to the â€œroutine lifeâ€ module, with occasional use of the special â€œSpank me 2.0â€ patch. Life seemed blissful and electricâ€¦. Sadly, however, it was not to last. Paul was found by his cyborg maid one morning, with the power cable from his MAC wrapped around his neck, his, er, weelittlebit in the wrong kind of portâ€¦ but with a big smile on his face…. Eerily, even though the computer wasn’t plugged in, nor cables connected, you could still hear the echo of a song being sung very softly: Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the love of you. It won’t be a stylish marriage, I can’t afford a carriage. But you’ll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two……………
Sorry to start by rehashing yesterdays blog, but I’m thinking about getting a GPS. What was your rationale for the one you bought? Did you find some good online material to help you in your selection.
*grin* Do you really want me to answer that?
You fucked it up again. 🙂 But you try SO HARD that it’s easy to still be damn proud of you.
Oh good Lord, Gentri – I nearly spewed coffee!! I want whatever you had for breakfast that put you in this mood — that’s hysterical!!
Now who do we know who could add illustrations to your story?
Gentri: that’s some fucked up coffee you are drinking today. Save some for the rest of us. 🙂 It unfortunately feels like I’ve been done with “physical women” for quite some time now…
Steve: I heard a review of a new portable gps from a company called Mio and it sparked my interest. From there I did a little research and found out that the Garmin Nuvi 350 was about the same size (about the size of a deck of cards) and was very popular amongst users and reviewers. I also felt comfortable going with Garmin because they and Magellan are the big players in gps. I’ve heard that the Nuvi 350 is not the best in-car gps but its ability to be taken out of the car and toted around as a personal gps made it worth the purchase. Now I just need to get around to setting it up…
See this where English is fucked up.
If it’s going to be “If I were a rich man.”
Then it should also be “If it werenâ€™t Friday.”
From now on I will change everything so that it sound correct to my ears, whether or not it’s grammatically correct. 😛
English is fucked up, I’ll give ya that. 🙂 So how fucked up does one have to be to actually purposely go get a degree in it? Yeah, pretty much.
Easy rule to your example: the first (you as a rich man) is a wish or a currently untrue situation –a hypothetcal, if you will — so you would use the subjunctive “were.” It actually IS Friday (not a hypothetical), so use the “was.”
That’s waaaaaaaay over-simplifying it here and there are cases where it could be either one of them depending on what comes at the end of those sentences (since neither of your examples in the above comment are complete sentences), but all this grammar talk is realllllllllllly getting me hot and bothered, so I’ll stop now before I need to take a moment alone somewhere. 🙂
[oh, and if the rich man comment is not hypothetical? we have a whole new basket of worms to open] 🙂
Wow. If I wasn’t such a geek, I would use far fewer smiley emoticons. Yikes! How obnoxious.
Costa Rican French Roast Espresso with Splenda… yumm……..
I don’t know what got me started, but it was just fun to do. Ya’ll are going to love my next installment:
Paulie: Is that a banana in his pocket or is he just back from the Un-Dead?
(probably more horroresque than SciFi) 🙂
At least you chose a banana and not a Vienna sausage.
The North/South line was all screwed up yesterday, and the East/West line was screwed up the day before. I park at Avondale – if I had to walk 4 miles to get to my car, it would probably involve at least a stop at the Thinking Man or Brick Store, if not both.
Ha! Don’t think that I didn’t consider stopping at Taco Mac in the Virginia Highlands. 🙂
Wasn’t it in the movie “Mumford” where Jason Lee (way before he became Earl) was working on creating the “perfect” woman?
Gentri, have you seen that movie recently? That was a great little story……..
Paulie, watch that movie, in the end Jason gets the girl – we have hope for you!
And – nice pic, I planted way too many tomato plants, so if they grow successfully, you can come OTP and get many for free!
Barb: I have never seen the movie Mumford, but if Jason lee can pull it off, so can Paulie! (Even if I have to adjust his attitude with a cattle prod! at $55.85 on amazon, it’ll be cheap, quick and memorable therapy for him!!!!! Here I come Paulie! 😉 )
I’ve got two “sweet onehundreds” growing that I hope will keep me in tomato/cucumber/feta salads all summer! Yum!
Photos: Thought there were some good tips.