Mobile Blogging From My Permanent Location

It seems as if IT didn’t get the Internet up and running again after yesterday’s scheduled power outage. Internet? Who needs the Internet these days? So, I am relegated to blogging from my iPad this morning.

Today’s Personal Project
Go to LA Fitness tonight. If time permits, go to the bank this afternoon.

No Daily Challenge Today
It’s too difficult to get this when I am blogging from my iPad.

No ITP Flickr Pic Today
Because I am a terrible man and haven’t taken any new photos.

As Weekends Go I Gave This One A ‘B-‘
On Friday night I chose to hit up Vintage Pizza with some coworkers for pizza and brews. I considered going to the Hey Marsailles / Little Tybee show at Vinyl, but the unpredictable nature of the weather forecast combined with my wearing down from the morning’s five-mile (Galloway Method) run convinced me otherwise. I fell asleep home, alone and way too early for an eligible (47 year old, read “still young”) bachelor on a Friday night.

Saturday’s weather forecast didn’t brighten my spirits much. After making myself some (frozen) biscuits with a (relatively fresh) egg and cheese omelette I planned out my attack on the day. “I’ll sort clothes, drive to the LA Fitness on North Druid Hills for a run, do laundry at the laundromat in Toco Hill, hit up REI, and then go get dinner. Hell, if I hear back from Smith’s Olde Bar that the Modern Skirts farewell show hasn’t sold out, I can do that too!” I said aloud (which I can do, because I live alone, so that is acceptable behavior). Surprisingly, I almost did all of it. I did sort clothes. I did go to LA Fitness, but wound up doing much more biking because it felt as if the treadmill was going faster than advertised and I couldn’t keep up (older ITP-Readers: think “George Jetson”). I did go to Toco Hill and do laundry, reminding myself why I stopped going to that laundromat. I did go to REI (read below). I did eat dinner out — crappy Chinese buffet; Christ, do I ever need a dinner companion. I did not go out to Smith’s Olde Bar, mostly because they never answered my question.

Sunday’s main task was to replace the hard drive in my aged MacBook with a SSD. The day started with a hiccup when the bootable USB I created a few weeks ago didn’t boot. While creating a new bootable USB I realized that I needed a Torx screwdriver in order to remove the old hard drive from its tray. Luckily I own Torx screwdrivers, finding them was a bit of a challenge. *Finally* with new SSD installed and bootable USB created (including the error the Internet told me to ignore) I was up and running again. A good three hours later I had all of my requisite software downloaded (don’t get me started on how shitty slow my AT&T U-Verse has been lately) and installed, and I was back at Square One. Ugh. I spent most of the day kicking around, listening to podcasts, eating some of the loaf of bread I (and my bread machine) made, spending money online, and waiting for The Amazing Race to start. Sounds a treat, doesn’t it?

A Man Squeezes Into A REI
I know better than to visit REI on the weekend, especially when dividends are distributed. But I forgot. By the time I realized my error it as too late and I had committed.

The plan was to but a new pair of shoes, Keen Austins if you must know, but I quickly realized that shoe shopping there on this Saturday was going to be a hassle. i had also discovered that REI doesn’t stock the color of Keen Austins that I want, so trying the on, even just to see how they are sized, seemed like a bad idea. So instead I blew a portion of my dividend on a map case for my bicycle and surprisingly pocketed the difference in cash. Even better, the map case was fully-priced so I was able to use the 20% coupon when purchasing it.

At Least The Second Tray Hasn’t Reduced The Pussy
So far not a single woman has asked me about my availablity whilst I get in or out of the Jackmobile. Magic tray my ass!

It may not be fully known that I have a soft spot in my heart for cats (not that I want to own one) and do not mind that the local ferals (hahaha, auto-correct turned my misspelling of “ferals” into “freaks”) use the Jackmobile as a safe-haven, kind of a home base if you will. As I understand it, cats like to sleep with their backs against something so that they are not attacked from behind.

In times of rain, when the Jackmobile is parked safely and dryly in the carport, I often see paw skid marks created by paws sliding down the windshield (windscreen for anyBrits out there). This morning the indicators of feline napping were present. I am glad to see that this second bike tray has not taken the safe haven from them.

Now if I could only train then to keep squirrels, rats, etc. away from the ITP Estate…

Stats & Goals
Current Mood – fair, though I wish that I had gotten up and worked out this morning
Current Music – silence at the moment
Website Of The Day – I am seemingly incapable of providing you with interesting photos, but Flickr Hive Mind doesn’t seem to have that problem.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – Friday = 60 minutes of treadmill; Saturday = 15 minutes of treadmill, 90 minutes recumbent stationary bike
Morning Weigh-In – sadly, 212.3 pounds

Foot Mileage – ~3.0 miles
Wheel Mileage – ~42.0 miles
Gym Visits – 5 (5 cardio)

Days Of Bed-Making – 0

Vegetarian Meals – 34
Carnivorous Meals – 31

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

March Goals
– not get sick
– lose two pounds
– walk/run no fewer that 50 miles
– lift weights at the gym no fewer than eight times
– finish at least two of the books I am reading
– take at least one box of things to Goodwill
– post at least ten photos in the blog
– drink a lot less alcohol
– prepare a house repair plan and budget
– return ITP-Reader Martha’s coffee percolator to her
– return ITP-Terri’s crutches to her

2013 Goals: Measurable
– Get my weight down to 190 pounds so that I can wear a 36″ waist pants comfortably
– Completely read ten books, audio books permissible
– Dissolve Sharpened Stone
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Completely run at least one 10k
– Fix all (or at least most) of the things which are wrong with the ITP Estate

2013 Goals: Unmeasurable
– Simplify, simplify, simplify
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
– Eat smaller portions
– Start, and continue, to make my own bread using my bread machine as well as using the technique outlined in Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day: The Discovery That Revolutionizes Home Baking
– Read and discard magazines during the month in which they arrive (even digitally)
– Take two real vacations, perhaps one abroad
– Take a more proactive approach to meeting women (read “stop being such a pussy”)

Books I’ve Read/Heard In 2013

  1. Pages 1.7 for iPad (Timestompers Guide) – by Sean Wells

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9 Responses to Mobile Blogging From My Permanent Location

  1. Barb says:

    Now Paulie – the whole idea of the 2nd tray is so you can ask a girl to go bike riding with you……… you don’t have to drive separate cars.

    Amazing Race – I don’t get the scorpion in the mouth by the bushmen, was it just to show how cool they were? and second question – I wonder how long most tried to start the fires before giving up?

  2. Ooooh, but I thought you all said that one tray was sending a message that I wish not to be spoken to. 🙂

    I don’t know about the scorpions. I thought one person said that by putting into their mouths sedated the scorpions. The sight of the bushmen in the back of the SUVs continues to make me laugh.

    I agree about the fire starting. Once again I wanted the real-time clock the TAR editors would never allow.

    And I had tomfoolery why CBS issued an apology to Vietnam vets before last night’s episode. I didn’t think that using the B52 memorial was bad (though in hindsight I could see how it could ruffle feathers), but I did think subjecting the contestants to a song a bough the greatness of Socialism was weird.

  3. Ha! Speaking of scorpions, I just saw this in the email sent to me by Thrillist Atlanta:
    The Explorers Club
    They’ve got lions, secret radio control rooms, and candied scorpions

    click to find out more

  4. Debbie says:

    Yep, the tray is a tool, but you still have to turn on the charm or as you say, “Take a more proactive approach to meeting women (read “stop being such a pussy”)” 🙂 I’m still happy to lend you Farley, the walking, slobbering conversation starter.

    I’m really over the Youtube guy and Max, who married way over his level. Their respective partners are fine, but those guys whiney and way too cocky are grating. I know we were due a non-elimination round, but why couldn’t they have waited one more week? Go Hockey boys.

    I trekked down to Hamilton, south of Pine Mtn, both Saturday and Sunday to watch a friend compete her horse. Poor Steve, I drug him down with me yesterday straight from the plane only to arrive right after she finished her XC round – they were running about a half hour early. But we were there for the celebrations when she won her division.

    Mother Nature needs to get her act together. I can’t believe both of our “temporary” structures are still in place. It sounded like the house was going to blow away at times.

  5. Stacy says:

    Love the kitty haven! That story made me smile! A tip though? In the really cold months, a quick check under the hood before you start the car too. Often times they’ll also use the engine block for warmth, crawling up in there shortly after you turn it off and falling asleep against it. Growing up, my neighbors lost two of their own kitties when, unbeknownst to them, they started their cars in the morning with the kittens still under the hood. 🙁

  6. Martha says:

    Wait a minute, you got a second bike tray and women aren’t flocking to you? It must be defective, I would return it and get the money back. 🙂

    The weekend was pretty much a wash. They canceled the Women’s 5K, not until I had been standing in the rain for 45 minutes. I thought about going for a run anyway, wasn’t like I was going to get any wetter, but I was getting pretty cold and figured it was best to head home. Didn’t make my bike ride either. However, it was a fun but sloppy run at Sweetwater yesterday.

    I drove by REI on Friday, I’ll wait just a bit long before I venture in to spend my booty.

    Do you have readers young enough not to remember The Jetsons?

  7. I’m not sure what demographic reads this blog. There is a part of me that would like to believe that some of the readers are too young to remember The Jetsons, and are using this as a guide for how not to grow up. 😉

  8. Steve says:

    JANE.. stop this crazy thing… Help JAAAAAANE!

    Sorry I’m late to the party. A whrilwind trip to South Florida makes for lots of paperwork. Great racing, terriffic crowds, nice little downtown with lots of bars and restaurants. 2nd lap into the pro race, a crash in turn one, and suddenly half the field is riding backward towards the pit!! I think chaos would have quickly ensued had I not called a halt to the proceedings, let the crash get clear and the course re-secured, and restarted the whole thing over again. Unfortunately, 2 spectators were hurt when the riders went into the fencing. Hasn’t happened to me before and wasn’t quite sure what USAC covered. (Answer- nothing). Still needed to finish paperwork this morning and call the injured folks and let them know.

    It would have been nice to head home from the airport and take a nop, but since my honey went and let me play official, I had to go down and watch the horses jump. Hopefully I got some good pictures…

    Another accident report? Oh joy, more paperwork.


  9. Martha says:

    A nop? That sounds like fun. I think I could use one right now.

    I had to spend two days dealing with worker’s comp paperwork last year. How do you get hurt, sitting at a desk all day? Glad you asked. No it wasn’t a repeative motion injury, a stack of paper didn’t fall on her, no she injured her eye while removing her CDC id badge from around her neck.

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