I wish that I had remembered about the Atlanta Tornado Relief project before blogging yesterday; I certainly would have picked it as my Website Of The Day if I had. Held exactly one month from the evening that a tornado ripped through downtown Atlanta, Cabbagetown, and East Atlanta some local restaurants chipped in 15% of their coffers toward rebuilding the community. It was a nice gesture and the impetus I needed to forgo exercising on a chilly evening and eat a burger and drink a Guinness at Flat Iron instead.
While at Flat Iron I saw EAV Monday Night Running Group regular Jenka and her husband Brian (or perhaps Bryan?) where we decided that I must be stalking her because this is the second time I’ve run into them recently while eating in the village. Of course Chapter One of “The Stalker’s Handbook” states that if someone calls you out as a stalker you are not doing it correctly. 😉
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
When I feel defensive I like it best when I remain aware of my defensiveness and yet continue to act just as defensively as I feel like acting.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
Take This Check And Shove It!
Guess what I get to do today? Like many other Americans who “owe” money to our Government I am going to be writing checks and mailing off tax returns at the Post Office. I could use the excuse that I was affected by the tornado and use the “free” extension to May provided by the Government, but why put off the inevitable any longer than I have to?
If you are looking for me today I’ll be the one in line contemplating buying a cabin in the woods and living off the grid.
ITP Flickr Pic
It’s Tax Day and the Federal and State Governments to which I have paid a shitload of money this year have made me feel like this…
…a pig that’s had a pole stuck through its ass clear through its mouth and roasted on a spit for hours.
One Person. One House. How Do People Manage?
My house gets dirtier faster than it does clean. I suppose that entropy gets credit for that, but seriously what the fuck? It seems like I spend and inordinate amount of time cleaning, doing laundry, organizing, cooking, whatnot and my house still bugs the shit out of me — with the exception of having a neatly-made bed each day when I return home of course. My house is larger than my needs for sure, but it’s not like I am living in a mansion or anything. I am finding that I am not nearly efficient enough to keep house.
And now strange things are starting to occur as well. In the twenty-something years that I have been doing my own laundry I think that I may have lost two socks in total. In the past three weeks I have turned up three socks which have lost their partner.
Twenty+ years — two socks lost
Three weeks — three socks lost
How does this happen? I really need some help…
“Fuck” Is The New “Black,” Which Of Course Was The New “Wolf”
Trends happen for whatever reason; I certainly cannot explain them. Lately I’ve noticed a trend in indie-band names of using the word “Fuck.” Off the top of my head I can think of two such bands — “Fuck Buttons” and “Holy Fuck.”
Last year’s buzz word was “Black” for which we had “Black Kids”, “Black Lips”, “The Black Keys”, and “Black Mountain.”
The year before it was “Wolf” with “Sea Wolf” and “Wolf Parade.”
I’ll go out on a limb and guess that next year’s overused buzz word will be “Buzz” itself.
CD Pick Of The Week
My taxes this year were a massacre, so how fitting is it that I pick “My Bloody Underground” from The Brian Jonestown Massacre as my pick this week? Just don’t try and see The Brian Jonestown Massacre in concert because they are as flaky as a delicious pie crust.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – all things considered, not too bad
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Fuck Buttons — “Sweet Love For Planet Earth”
Website Of The Day – I need some comic relief today, Pix And Pander should help out nicely.
Exercise (b)Log – more nothing, but that ends tonight
Monthly Foot Mileage – 24 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 15 (15)
April Goals
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride no fewer than 100 road miles
3) Ride Marta no fewer than ten times (five round-trips)
4) Read at least one book
5) Make my bed every day
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
I missed you last night. The hash was good, 4 miles in and around Grant Park. It was the best run I’ve had since ING. I know that isn’t saying much.
Yeah, I am becoming a lump again. I had three loads of laundry (I finished all but folding the last) and other things that needed to be taken care of last night. The only reason I went out to eat was because I dropped a cooler off at Niplets’ and didn’t want to spend the time to go to the grocery store and then go home and cook.
Was the end Dakota Blue? If so 15% of their coffer went to the tornado relief as well.
I tend to find my lost socks many days/weeks later folded in with a shirt or something that I don’t wear very often. but, I have usually throw the lone one away by then. I need to get on the non matching sock bandwagon, then you never have to worry about socks not matching. (works really well with the crazy sock guy/defeets socks)
lovely pig…….
I’m down to only 2 unmatched socks at the moment and one of those is because the mate depevloped a hole…I sometimes find the missing sock in my sheets because most nights I go to bed with socks on but they are missing in the morning. I think Ruben is messing with me.
Ruben gets under the covers and takes off your socks? That dog is pretty well trained!
Satchmo either finds errant socks or causes socks to go missing, I haven’t figured out which.
That pig does not look happy. I hope it was tasty.
-FP
No, I think I’m the one that is well trained…why else would I have been cooking chicken for a dog at 6:30 in the morning?
I heard the food wasn’t quite as good this year, not bad, just not as good.
Yes, the end last night was at Dakota Blue…if I had realized it was part of the fundraiser I would have ordered more than a bean burrito and ice tea (yes, that’s right I only had ice tea to drink last night, unsweet tea at that).
The pig was happier once it was on the spit — see it’s smiling. The violations performed upon it in order to get it to the spit would have made any creature great or small unhappy.
I liked the food well enough but I was rather drunk by the time it was served (imagine that!). The pig and chicken cooking got a late start due to mechanical problems.
I was going to eat at Dakota Blue (for the first time) last night since I was in the neighborhood but since I had been tipped off by the hare that it was the planned ending I decided to avoid the hash — after all I had just spent three drunken days around them. I’m more concerned that you ate a bean burrito instead of drinking only iced tea. 😛
If you ever want to swap for a smaller house Paulie just let us know — this one only takes about half an hour to clean 🙂
Hehe. 🙂 What’s funny is that I didn’t look for a house the size I have, it was the only one I found that I liked that was actually in my price range in 1999.
How are you feeling Brenan? There were rumors of your attendance at Black Rock, and we saw your lovely wife and daughter (who I have a couple of pics of that I want to send you), but we were told that you too sick to have fun.
Thanks, I’m feeling better though I’m still home from work getting over Influenza Type A — you know, the strain those cash-starved pharmaceuticals erroneously did NOT design this season’s vaccine for (which I received last fall). Anyway, I’m kind of pissed that I missed out on all the fun — heck, I didn’t get to drink a single beer all weekend. But wait, it gets better — Beth just found out she has pink eye (from our daycare) and was sent home from school! On second thought you might not want to move into our germ-infested house. Don’t be surprised if we report back that our cat has come down with Feline Bubonic Plague. Looking forward to seeing those pix — thanks.
Yikes! That sucks for both of you. Expect a few photos in your gmail account either tonight or tomorrow. I think that I still have your email address. If not I probably have one for Beth.