It is nice to know that my musings are archived for future generations to see.

I used to write this blog while sitting in Lerner Hall contemplating my fate. Five years later, I find myself in pretty much the same place.

Today I decided I will devote my life to chasing down Crystal Pepsi and the McRib.

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If You Want To Destroy My Camera (Whoa Whoa Whoa)
So the demoralization continues...the same co-worker who spilled the beans about the new office broke my digital camera today. In my mind I'm like, "dude...do you have it in for me or something?" This woman has been bad news since day one. She says, "I don't understand how it broke." I say, "Dude...you dropped it." Anyhoo...I didn't blow up or anything. But I was annoyed at the situation. Plus now I will probably be obsessed with buying a new camera. One which I probably don't need.

The good Lord gives and takes away.

Guess who scored Weezer tickets? May 11 at Roseland. It's going to rock. Now I only have to figure out who to take...hrm?

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Did I Dream The Butterfly...
I had one of those "is this table really here" moments. I was thinking, maybe my coworkers have blogs where they complain about me. That really blew my mind away.

So the dream is over friends. Last Thursday I had moved into my new space, which is a good 5-8 minutes away from the main office, on a different floor, totally different wing. I was loving life. It was me, my new iMac, in a concrete room with no phone, in all it's beige and kafka-esque glory. And then today, one of my coworkers blurts out right in front of my boss, "so is it lonely in your new space." I was seriously demoralized. And now, my boss, who probably wouldn't have figured out that I had moved, as long as I kept our 7:00 AM meetings, is totally keen on the idea of putting more people in my office. I'm like, dude, the whole reason for me to be there is so that I can write manuscripts in peace. I wrote at least 5 pages today while listening to NWA before being summoned to the main office. What irked me even more was that the only stipulation that my coworkers had to abide by was not to let my boss know where it is. That was the only thing. And two days into it, it's over.

Is it bad that I wanted to say to her in a kind of joking, but not really, manner, "why don't you stuff more Lindt Truffles in your face? That may shut you up."

This is how I felt


Well friends, there's always money in the banana stand. Night Night.

[END TRANSMISSION]

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This isn't a job. It's a girlfriend. And I'm not talking about the fun stuff.

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Your Body Is A Funderland
I am by no means an avid stamp collector. I did, however, have the pleasure of finding/rediscovering this little jem:



The white banner lettering announces, "World Population Year 1974." And the black lettering on the door, distorted because of the increased size, says, "Family Planning Clinic."

We all know that family planning is just a euphemism for abortion. So basically, in 1974, someone is telling Africans, to just have abortions...I guess not much has changed in 30 years.

I wonder how I came to own this. And I'm even more concerned with why I'm so fascinated by it.

Which sort of leads me into this ongoing debate about the relief effort for the tsunami victims. Ok...having people die is tragic. Fine...I'll agree with that and people should be giving relief contributions, which Japan reads as low interest loans...man you have to love Japan. But where is George Clooney, his glitterati cronies, and the telethon for other human tragedies/atrocities? Perhaps it's as easy as a friend put it, "if we don't rebuild thailand, where is the middle class going to holiday?" Fair, as I am never averse to sun and surf.

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The inertia of these days seems too great.

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I think I would make a good cop
I would be such a hardass. "Son, do you know how fast you were going? 56. Do you know the speed limit? 55. I should throw your ass in jail for the night just because you're wearing airforce ones and aviator sunglasses."

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