Damned If I Do, Damned If I Don’t
I chose not to ride Marta today because I have a lot of preparation to do today for a meeting and wanted to get into the office early. While I didn’t get out of the house as early as desired I still thought I was early enough to beat traffic. And then I found out about the accident on I85 as I attempted to join the slowly-migrating masses on the connector. Plan ‘B’ was to take I75 to I285 and while this increased the distance traveled, it also decreased the amount of time it took for me to get to work.
Vindication
I don’t follow politics closely but I can’t help hear about who’s running. I’ve seen many signs for Ron Paul and up until yesterday I was confused when I asked the question “Isn’t he a Libertarian?” and people responded “No, he’s a Republican.”
While listening to Adam Curry’s “Daily Source Code” yesterday in which he interviewed Ron Paul, Paul mentioned that he once ran as a Libertarian. What do you know? I was right all this time.
Hunting And Gathering
Last night’s traffic clusterfuck on Briarcliff Road (do you sense a theme here?) forced me off the road and into a restaurant for an early dinner. I would have gone for a photostroll if there was anything of interest in the neighborhood in which I was stuck.
Because I arrived home later than expected, and with a fully belly, I chose to spend the rest of the night migrating my music collection to my mac, going through the scads of old computer parts to see which ones will be recycled this weekend, and watching tv — yes, I watched Survivor:China and The Office.
As an aside, if you do like I have and sync your iPod to a new computer don’t forget to sync your podcasts. If you forget you will be like me and get an unexpected surprise when you try to play one.
I won’t throw out any Survivor spoilers here, but suffice to say I was not saddened by the person who was ousted.
Was anyone else surprised that that NBC didn’t make us go to their website in order to watch Michael Scott’s Dunder-Mifflin commercial?
ITP Flickr Pic
It’s been a dry year in Georgia
Water is now so precious we padlock the well pumps in our public parks.
Happy Leopard Day
If you are a Mac fan you know what I mean.
Decisions, Decisions
I could go see Matt Pond PA tonight at The Loft (I’ve already purchased a ticket by mistake — but that’s another story) or I can hang in my neighborhood for a night of drinking. As it turns out, a group of EAV Buzzers will be invading Gravity Pub for one last hurrah. I am tempted to go up there with my camera and get photos for my personal historical archive.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – sad and wishing that I could take my mind off of my chest
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Belle & Sebastian — “Dirty Dream Number Two”
Website Of The Day – Because I have no podcasts on my iPod I will be catching up with my downloads of Leo Laporte’s “The Lab With Leo”.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Mileage – 11 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
October Goal
1) Find happiness
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Wow – I love that photo. That’s made the situation hit home more than a lot of the newscasts I’ve seen and heard. Frightening.
Survivor slightly redeemed itself last night. I like James & he was way too good of a guy. Even though he wanted to throw the challenge to get back at the girls, he couldn’t make the lunch lady finish eating that crazy thing.
I was walking around doing things while Survivor was on. I saw James resign to eat the bird and then thought “Wasn’t he supposed to throw the challenge?”
It looks like James’ decision will cost the flight attendant dude.
Wheelhopper is Sunday, and it is ITP – what is your excuse to not join us? And hangover from Halloween House Crawl doesn’t work, we all know you aren’t going.
This Sunday is a Black Sheep Sunday. Now all we need is to have the hares post a start…
Hopefully on Sunday I will filled with joy from another Florida victory over Georgia.
Greetings from Gainesville where I’m holed up at a computer cubby in the bowels of the UofF bookstore while the Milton High School debate team argues other bambi high schoolers about nuclear proliferation or some other deep and meaningful topic. This is my first real trip to Gator Nation and no offense Paulie, but I ain’t that impressed by the place (though Beth obviously loves it here). Maybe it’s the crappy weather, maybe it’s because I haven’t ventured outside of this cursed building in the past five hours but from what I’ve seen between the airport and university Gainesville seems like a horrible mashup of Macon and Tampa. Perhaps my outlook will change after running tonight with the local hash kennel. The start is near a big wildlife preserve and though I love the prospect of Southern-Comfort-like shiggy I have to admit I’m a tad nervous about the prospect of running into a gator or venemous snake.
As for Black Sheep, though the Receding Hareline lists me as this week’s Black Sheep hare, in truth the newlywed Lil’ Easy and his soon-to-be-hitched sidekick Urine Development reportedly will lay trail. I say “reportedly” because this is what my wife told me after talking with Easy at Michelle’s pre-wedding party at Martha’s last week. Hopefully things haven’t fallen through or else I might not be able to show my face around the hash for a good long while! God this is a long post — maybe I should start my own blog…….naah!
Hey Brenan good luck hashing down there.
Now I never said that I thought Gainesville was particularly nice, it’s just another small town in the middle of nowhere with an SEC university.
The start for Sunday has been posted. I knew that the hares had changed from you to Easy, Dunkin, and Urine.
What, you can’t view traffic on your Blackjack?
By the time I realize that I need to check traffic on the BlackJack it’s too late. Even then I am relying on Georgia Navigator for 411.