Tank Of Gas Or Monthly Marta Pass?

For me they cost about the same right now. With that in mind I opted for a monthly Marta pass today. Watch my Marta riding total rise! Tomorrow I’ll ride the train on three separate occasions as I have a mid-trip-home stop planned for the High Museum.

Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.

The way to handle praise is honestly. Laurel said, “You are one of the kindest people I have ever known.” I could have said, “I believe I am kind but not as kind as you see me. We have only known each other a short time and I have been putting my best foot forward. After you know me better I believe you will agree I can be as thoughtless as the next guy.”

To all who have helped me — Thanks.

Not All Endings Bring Closure
Last night was the final class of People Photography. Sadly I got little out of it, and worse I wasn’t even given the opportunity to provide feedback in the form of a survey. I believe the instructor really knows his shit, but the way the class is structured doesn’t breed an environment for him to impart knowledge. The class started with nine or ten students, and due to disinterest or conflicting schedules only had six last night. Oh and did I mention that I might be the only one in the class from whom the instructor did not request to have an image for future reference? Apparently my work was not good enough for him. Fug Him!

On the bright side it was nice to see Maigh more often and to have dinner with her a few times. And, I will be glad to reclaim my Tuesday nights again. Perhaps I’ll even start showing up to Atlanta Photographers Guild meetings again…

ITP Flickr Pic
Along the twenty-five-mile bike route I ride when I visit the Moreland Day Spa sits this building. It was kinda neat because the building appeared that it sat all by its lonesome. Now that I think about it, I should have taken a wide-open shot to show its isolation. D’Oh!

I Never Found The ATM

And yes, I cheated a bit with the sky; it wasn’t nearly that dramatic.

RealiTV Update: Hell’s Kitchen
Something has finally been served on Hell’s Kitchen and it is justice! After many weeks of wondering why Matt remained on the show he is gone. Next up, Jennifer! Is anyone else surprised how little crap that Petrozza catches from Ramsay? He gets jabbed here and there for being sloppy, but rarely does Ramsay open a full can of shit upon him.

At the beginning of the show we see Teams Red and Blue become one — Team Black.

For the Reward Challenge last night each cook was given a surprise protein and forty-five minutes to produce a dish based on it. The real surprise for me was that it appeared that four out of the six dishes looked edible! Only Bobby’s dish in which the duck was overcooked, and Corey’s lobster soup in which she didn’t use the entire bug were dismissed. In the end it came down to Christina and Jennifer, and against my hopes Jennifer won a trip to Las Vegas where she got to meet last year’s winner Rock. In a perfect world Christina would have joined her, Jennifer was give a choice of companion, and for some reason chose Corey.

An aside: Why I don’t like Jennifer. Jennifer is loud and constantly tooting her own horn as if she was the shit. From this most people would assume that she confident, however I believe that constantly telling people how great you are is a sign of weakness. When you believe others will believe without having to be sold. And now back to your regular programming…

For the Elimination Challenge Team Black muddled their way through another mediocre service at Hell’s Kitchen (or so we are always led to believe). As only RealiTV would do Matt and Christina, who have been fighting like cats and dogs all day, are paired up on the meat station (and I decide to become a vegetarian for the night). Whiny “self confident” whackjob Matt who is certain that he will win, is put up for elimination along with Christina, and then with the self-appointed Corey. It doesn’t take Ramsay long to decide that Matt and his 9.5 fingers should go.

Next week…. MODELS! I can’t wait to watch the binging and purging!

Walk Paulie, Walk
It’s too diggity-dang hot out for me to even consider running tonight. So instead I’ve packed my camera and will attempt to embark on what I am calling a “Hundred Photo Walk” in which I challenge myself to take a hundred photos from the time I get off of the Marta train (okay I might cheat and include anything I take while on Marta) and the time I get back to my car. Am I being over-optimistic? Should I have called it the “Fifty Photo Walk?” Nah! I’ll be alright.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – happy to be in a building with air conditioning
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Flaming Lips — “Do You Realize?”
Website Of The DayDriverSide is a brand new service claiming to help you know all there is to know about your car. Like everything in this world, your mileage may vary.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Foot Mileage – 0 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To WorkMarta
Monthly Marta Rides – 3
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 64 (64)

June Goals
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride no fewer than 100 road miles
3) Ride Marta no fewer than ten twenty (ten round-trips)
4) Read at least one book
5) Make my bed every day
6) Eat out at a bar/restaurant no more than twice in one week

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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5 Responses to Tank Of Gas Or Monthly Marta Pass?

  1. Stacy says:

    I don’t understand the quote today. Is it saying that you should correct the person that gives you a superfluous compliment? Because if we’re talking honest, the response to Laurel is what’s rude!

    Have fun at the High! 🙂 I just realized I need to go back (a documentary I watched last night mentioned it a bit) – I’m ashamed to admit it’s been far too long.

  2. Stacy, I think that’s what it’s saying. I agrees to piss in someone’s Cheerios for being nice is rather rude.

    Thanks, I shall have fun. It’s the opening of something or another (including photos from the Civil Rights movement) so I am anxious to see what is there. It also tickles me that I can incorporate Marta into my plans.

  3. Stacy says:

    p.s. your twitters crack me up.

    you’d think riding MARTA would actually help with exercise: at the very least, walking to the train/bus, up the stairs, etc. and that the fat asses are those who drive our cars (and go through drive-thrus).

  4. Thanks. My Tweets (messages sent to Twitter) are all off-the-cuff, not-deep-enough-for-blogging thoughts. It’s turned out the be a great place for me to blow off some steam with one-liners. 🙂

    You would think it would help people, but I think for a lot of them genetics (and perhaps diet) are not on their side.

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