I’ve Become Someone I Don’t Like
A weekend full of poisoning my body, neglecting exercise, and not completing things that I needed to has led me to realize that I have become someone that I don’t like.
We Must Be In The Front Row!
Well, close enough for me.
Friday night found me at the Thrashers game sitting in upgraded seats. These were the seats where people take your beer order in your seat and then bring it to you! I am not accustomed to such luxury.
I dragged the new camera with me to start getting used to it (I’m doing a shoot at Eddie’s Attic on Saturday night), and had some success. Unfortunately I didn’t bring the telephoto lens otherwise I’d have some night tight shots of the game. Photos will be produced tonight.
If Misery Loves Company Then Why Do I Find Being Alone So Miserable?
Discuss….
btw- Don’t expect to see me out and about anytime soon. I’m putting myself into the penalty box for awhile.
Twelve Days Of ITP Flickr Pics
Each day through Christmas I will be picking my favorite photo for each month of 2007.
Today: June
This wasn’t a hard choice. This photo was the one I chose to launch my photoblog Jalapeno Beach (which I need to show some love to soon).
It Was Like A Walk In A Park If Parks Had Bars
Saturday was a beautiful day, for walking from bar to bar drinking.
I’ve a lot of experience drinking in East Atlanta Village. However, my experience of helping to herd forty cats drunken hashers is limited. Nonetheless, that’s what I did on Saturday.
As part of the Atlanta Hash’s annual pub crawl (with a semi-permanent home in East Atlanta) I helped lead the way. Last year I also helped out as one of the hares with the now-retired I Know That Trick and Check My Bags (who had taken the reigns from the now-MIA hasher Asshole). This year I joined forces with Martha Screw-It and Portuguese Water Dog.
Like one of those A Family Circus comics we wound our way around the village.
On Flatiron!
On Graveyard!
On Blue Frog Cantina!
On Grant Central (food!)!
On Gravity Pub!
And the bravest of the souls made extra credit stops at Mary’s and Blue Frog Cantina (more food)
By and large I think that the day was a smashing success. Perhaps we could have used a little more food at Grant Central (in year’s past we overcompensated and people left with entire pizza pies).
The day started about 2pm, I think that I got home some time around 10pm.
Check out all of the debauchery here
my photos
Martha Screw-It’s photos
Portuguese Water Dog’s photos
If I Lived At Pepperidge Farm My Cookies Would Have Been Home Made
Because of my drinking escapades on Saturday I failed to make cookies for my running group’s annual cookie swap. I had all intentions of cooking an awesome batch of cookies to show off my skills, but in the condition I found myself on Saturday night I was more likely to burn down the house than produce awesome cookies.
Amanda, If You Need A Hug I’m Here For You
Third place? I am sure that is the first time Amanda has finished in third place for a popularity contest. To make matters worse she finished behind Frodo and Nina Blackwood, um I mean Todd and Courtney.
Survivor watchers, I am going to say something that might not be popular. I think that Courtney looked one hundred times better as the ultra-skinny Gwen Stefani look-a-like over the full-faced Nina Blackwood (Debbi Harry perhaps?) look-a-like I saw last night. Opinions?
James is still digging ditches? Why hasn’t he landed a modeling gig by now, or are there too many beefed-up up good looking black guys dominating the modeling world right now? There was no surprise that he won the pity-party for $100,000.
What’s with Mark Burnett giving Denise a $50,000 tip for her sorrow story? I’m sorry to hear that she didn’t get her lavish lunch lady job upon her return (me thinks that something other than “fame” was at work there) but seriously… I’m also not buying that whole mullet story. I’ve seen plenty of lunch ladies (and janitors as well) with long hair, and maybe she should have thought about her femininity before getting that tattoo on her right arm?
Don’t mind me, I’m just a fat, bitter, old man who is facing the realization of bring alone the rest of his life.
I’m not sure that I am on board for Survivor: Fans v. Retreads. Can anyone convince me to watch?
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – sad
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Superchink — “Slack Motherfucker” (yeah, that sounds about right)
Website Of The Day – You like to learn, don’t you? Check out wikiHow for some of the most interesting “How To” documents on the internet.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Foot Mileage – 20.1 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
Monthly Marta Rides – 7
December Goals
1) Run no fewer than 50 miles
2) Ride Marta no fewer than twenty times (ten round-trips)
3) Read at least one book
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
pub crawl looked like everyone had a good time.
Survivor –
1. Courtney, I didn’t like the new haircut, but she seems like the funky type, I bet the hairstyle changes often. She was a great overall contestant, she had great snarky comments all through the show. i was kind of hoping she would end up winning.
2. If Amanda would have ‘explained’ better at the final tribal council, she might have had a chance, but Todd is a much better talker.
3. James is from who knows where Louisiana, I bet he doesn’t want a full time modeling gig. I’m sure he will be convinced (by $$) to do some though.
4. Mark Burnett is just all about getting the world to see his “nice guy” image, since everyone was feeling sorry for Denise, he jumped in. $50,000 to him is like $10 to you & I.
I was never a fan of Courtney’s. In a *real* survival situation she would probably been the first to go.
I’m not mad that Todd won, he worked hard to get the victory. I still question his giving away the immunity idols, but in the end it didn’t cost him.
Burnett is all about image and I think that you are right about his financial means. I know that he makes a boatload of money with Survivor and wants to keep the cash cow alive.
I am loving the picture choices, Paulie. These bears totally make me grin.
Sorry I missed your pub crawl. I was trying to be a “good girl” this weekend. I really should just say screw it and wait until after the holidays at this point.
Thanks. That is easily one of my favorite photographs this year.
Don’t be sorry. I probably would have skipped if I wasn’t one of the hares. I would have used the poor weather and my desire to be a “good boy” as my convincing arguments.
I really like the photo and the photoblog.
Thanks Seth.