It Wasn’t Insignificant, But It Also Wasn’t The End Of My World

I have an can dwell on the past, but it does little good. So, it’s time to move on…

A “Funny” Thing Happened On Monday Night
Amidst the strange bullshit which occurred on Monday (see also: computer dying and getting a heave ho) something “funny” happened. I returned home from a tough day of work and heard a loud chirping. The chirp was too loud for any of my smoke detectors so I feared the worst — my carbon monoxide detector. After much concern followed by the conclusion that I could do nothing about it in the short time I had before taking off for Raleigh, I shrugged my shoulders. After much dismay I decided to look at the carbon monoxide detector and saw, with relief, that the sounds I was hearing were symptomatic of a defective (read “old”) sensor and not actual carbon monoxide poisoning.

ITP Flickr Pic
I spent a fun evening with ITP-Reader Betsy at Eddie’s Attic on Monday night.
Set List
That is the set list for the excellent set performed by Alejandro Escovedo and the Sensitive Boys.

Flying? More Like Taxiing
I should be thankful that planes can actually fly in the massive fog that Atlanta experienced yesterday. But, considering my life reentered fog yesterday the weather merely reflected my outlook on life. My flight to Raleigh boarded at least thirty minutes late, and by the time we were finally approaching takeoff we were a full hour late.

One of the funny things (imho) which happened on last night’s flight was that the steward (look at me using gender-based titles to avoid confusion!) mistakenly thought that the (older?) woman sitting next to me and I were a couple; when he delivered our cups of water and minuscule bags of peanuts he set all of it onto her tray. Ha! Upon his departure I smiled at the women, apologized for the mishap, and politely pardoned myself for having to reach over to fetch my water and peanuts from her tray.

A later than expected arrival meant that my misery drowning at Flying Saucer occurred later than expected. I had but two beers, but I did decide to join the Flying Saucer’s UFO Club (think Taco Mac Passport that I have no hope of completing). Maybe it was my attitude. Maybe it was my attempt to talk to our waitress Amy. Maybe it was an attempt to become something larger than what I have currently.

One thing about joining the UFO club which confused me was that I was charged sales tax. The way the application is worded is that the cost of joining is $18 and you receive a FREE t-shirt and a magnetic swipe card for keeping track of your purchases (btw- only three beers a night can go toward one’s march toward 200 — boo!). What sale of tangible merchandise was made? Reportedly my t-shirt was free, so there should be no sales tax. Is there a sales tax for memberships? From the way I continue to butcher the running of Sharpened Stone I am obviously no authority on the matter.

Stats & Goals
Current Mood – simmering, but still mad, frustrated, confused, mad; tired and hoping that I am not coming down with a cold
Current Music – listening to last week’s “Sound Opinions” podcast
Website Of The Day – While in Raleigh I might try and track down Klausie’s Pizza Truck.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – n/a
Exercise (b)Log – running/walking (4 miles)
Morning Weigh-In – 204 pounds

Foot Mileage – 4 miles
Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Pushups – 0
Situps – 0
Stairs – 0 flights

Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 1 (1)

Vegetarian Days – 0
Carnivorous Days – 1

Marta Rides To Work – 0
Bike Rides To Work – 0

February Goals
– Not to get sick for the entire month
– Not get fired from my job
– Run no fewer than 75 miles
– Lose two pounds
– Go out on a date with someone else
– Read an entire book

2011 Goals [will be a little more fluid than in past years]
– Reduce my weight by 25 pounds based on the my weight as measured on February 1st
Completely read the book Daily Negations which I received as a Christmas gift.
– Run Sharpened Stone as a real business — one which does not get penalized.
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Attend at least one professional photography workshop
– Enter no fewer than three photographic competitions / gallery showings
– Ride in no fewer than five 50 mile or 50K bike rides
– Run in no fewer than two half-marathons
– Submit at least one application under the name “Sharpened Stone” to Apple’s iOS store

The Unmeasurable
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Become a proficient programmer in Objective-C
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
– Eat smaller portions

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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8 Responses to It Wasn’t Insignificant, But It Also Wasn’t The End Of My World

  1. Martha says:

    “Only three beers a night…”, that sounds like a good idea, any more will be deterimental to your training. At my age if I have more than 3 drinks I’m done for the whole next day.

    I think what is taxable varies from location to location. Plus I bet a lot of places just roll the tax on something like that into the final price. It’s income for the business so I’m sure they have to pay taxes on it.

    I see you’ve completed a goal…I’m already behind. The last two weeks I’ve done almost no running, I haven’t been keeping my budget up to date and my crock pot chicken soup was a failure so I’m not counting it as a new dish. Oh did I mention my breakfast is sitting on the counter at home, totally forgot to eat this morning. Thank god i’m working from home tomorrow, maybe I can get caught up on things.

  2. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Martha, I only make it Raleigh about four times a year I need to maximize my profit. 😉

    And in the interest of full disclosure I canceled that goal, I didn’t complete it.

  3. Martha says:

    Well I’m going to pretend that you finished it, I need some motivation.

    BTW, I had a very bizarre dream last night and you were in it. Let just say you enjoyed Purdue and I shouldn’t watch Transformers and Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs in the same week.

  4. Barb says:

    I had a really bizarre dream last night, & was thinking when I woke up from it, I really need to remember this, it was crazy, but can’t remember it now.

  5. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Ha! That’s funny. I had a nightmare which revolved around baseball and ended with a blood-curdling scream. I guess I needed more beer to sleep through the night. 😉

  6. Stacy Fox says:

    If you’d like to cross off one of your other goals, I have been known to be called a Charity Case.

  7. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Haha, that’s funny Stacy.

  8. Steve says:

    Is it common that we (I) can never remember our dreams? I find it annoying, and intriguing at the same time. Why does your brain put things into a expendable buffer? I know that sometimes, if I wake up a little, I can sometimes makes notes (written with my finger in my hand) and I’ll remember things. Otherwise, it’s totally gone…

    I didn’t dream about you, Paulie (I don’t think…)


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