Late Starts And Brain Farts

If I rode Marta every day I’d have a new daily segment. Seriously, how hard is if for Marta to correctly identify a northbound train? When I got onto the one labeled “North Springs” I chuckled at the good luck that I have had recently. It had been a long time since the first train to arrive at the Five Points station while I stood on the platform was a Doraville train. Until today. At Peachtree Center the new driver of the train informed us that the train we were on was a Doraville train. After four station’s worth of this announcement I took it to be true and jumped off at Linbergh. Sure enough as the train pulled away half of the cars still said “North Springs” although the driver change the front car to say “Marta.” Luckily for me a real North Springs train was directly behind the one I exited.

The Report Of Their Death Was Greatly Exaggerated
This was supposed to be in Wednesday’s blog — the one that had the Twain’s Quote website picked at the “Website Of The Day.” While riding the train I was listening to a podcast and they mentioned misquoting famous quotes and I thought “Did I ever actually write that bit about Gravity Pub?”

It appears that the death of Gravity Pub was greatly exaggerated. While they did shut down for a few weeks and have a change in some of the management the bar is once again open. Early reports is that is pretty much the same old shithole (which pleases me) and that the smoke is as thick as ever (which displeases me).

ITP Flickr Pic
I finally remembered to get some of my hockey pics posted.

Happy Birthday Little Willy

Proof that Little Willy got older.

One Stick Across The Back

Proof that hockey players are not nice people (at least on the ice).

Weight Weight, Don’t Tell Me
On the continuing path of trying to figure out what I am becoming I actually used my dumbbells while watching Survivor and The Office.

Last night’s The Office was difficult watch, and I kind of liked it for that. During the original BBC version of the series there were many times when the humor was traded for uncomfortable situations. I’m glad to see that the writers (pre-strike of course) were able to introduce some of that into the American version.

Survivor Spoiled For Your Disapproval
On what has become the Most Fattening Survivor Ever! I can’t decide who I want to win this Survivor. All I know is that I have eliminated Peih-Gee and Courtney from that list.

What is the deal with some of these people gorging themselves on food so soon after coming back from a reward challenge during which the gorged themselves on fried chicken and mashed potatoes. I thought it was interesting that the reward challenge winners lied about the food they ate as well.

I thought t that decision to rid the camp of Frosti was a good move. However as much as I hate to think about it, I think that either Peih-Gee or Courtney will be in the final two (or three).

And what was up with that strange cliff hanger? Oh Survivor, you are such teasers…

My weekend is already planned.

Tonight I will be headed to The Drunken Unicorn (btw- If any of you know the people responsible for their website let them know that their show schedule page is broken) to see Jens Lekman. This will be the first concert of my limited Prohibition era so I will have to see how it goes (hell, if I can not drink when I am around hashers…). Perhaps I’ll take my camera to keep my mind off of the lack of beer.

Tomorrow will be the toughest non-drinking day of all. I will be going to a hash. Tomorrow’s Pine Lake hash will be the one hundredth Pine Lake for StarWhore (aka Terri) and a birthday hash for Boner Rooter (aka Betsy). Since I won’t be consuming alcohol I’ll be there to witness the girl-on-girl wrestling. There will be girl-on-girl wrestling, right?

On Sunday night I can be found at Variety Playhouse for the Art Brut / The Hold Steady show. Having seen Art Brut at the Pitchfork Festival in 2006 and The Hold Steady twice at The EARL I’ll be interested to see how their shows play at Variety.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – okay, but things could be so much better
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Animal Collective — “Peacebone”
Website Of The Day – Be prepared to be amazed as you look at da Vinci’s Last Supper in 16 Billion pixel brilliance.
Exercise (b)Log – weight lifting
Monthly Foot Mileage – 31.5 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To WorkMarta
Beers Consumed Since 11/03 – 0

November Goals
1) Run no fewer than 25 miles
2) Not worry about running the Atlanta Half-Marathon
3) Read at least one book

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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6 Responses to Late Starts And Brain Farts

  1. willy says:

    Paulie, Thanks for the photo. A question though……if Little Willy is on a Jumbotron…. is he still little? Perhaps Jumbo Willy?…

  2. Steve says:

    Or perhaps Little Jumbo?

    And a nice shot of the push in front of the goal.


  3. Terri (SW) says:

    A) My inner raging-Latina has to be conjured in order for wrassling to break out again. Last time it was accusations of using too little flour and the temptation of kicking arse at King (Queen?) of the Hill. This time…who knows?

    B) Did you get tickets to the Band of Horses/ Tenement Halls (aka “Band Fronted by my Secret Lover”) show?


  4. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    @Willy: Is that along the lines of Jumbo Shrimp? 😛

    @Steve: Gracias.

    @Terri: I guess people will have to pay their money and take their chances. And yes, I have purchased my ticket for the 29th of Dec.

  5. Terri (SW) says:

    Come to think of it…it is Betsy’s birthday. Shouldn’t you boys be wrestling for her? Why does she have to do the work?


  6. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    It’s her birthday hash but my fantasy so girl-on-girl it is. 🙂
    Besides, men fighting is soooooo overdone.

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