Skyward.

I confess: I'm only posting anything because If I Had An Anus told me to come here and check if I had gotten any valentines.

No doubt my intriguingly-written post will flush out the hares (so to speak!)!

Some crazy jazz with a swell bass line.

Well. Yesterday turned out to be the "low" to Tuesday's "high". I was so exhausted that I was in bed and sleeping by 9pm. But now I feel good and refreshed. I usually only allow myself around 6 hours of sleep because there's just so gosh darn much to do, but every once in a while, it's nice to get a solid 8. I was up with the alarm at 5:45 and no snooze this morning. I packed Hunter's lunch and took her to her preschool, and still got to work by ten after 8. Usually on the days I take her to school, I can't get here before 8:30. I didn't pack a lunch for myself today though so it's looking like I'll have to go out. I have a crick in my neck even though I just visited the chiropractor on Monday; I'm waiting a few hours to see if it'll work itself out. If it doesn't I'll make an appointment for later on. I have a show to go to tonight and my neck needs to be limber! So far today I've been pretty productive: I managed to reply to a few emails that have been sitting in my inbox taunting my laziness; I completed some documentation for a couple of projects I have to work on; and I finally got the automated build scripts running properly. Now I'm just waiting for a coworker to be done with the server so I can rebuild it and start my testing. What else? Oh yeah, my daughter's fifth birthday is this weekend. I can't believe I have a five year old - it's really surreal. She got a new Highlights magazine in the mail yesterday - she really likes the hidden picture puzzles where they have a picture and you have to find hidden stuff inside it. She's excels at spatial reasoning - she solves puzzles and mazes amazingly fast for a 5 year old. Oh, and Memory! I have to play my best against her and I still usually can't beat her. I love that.

What's up with you?

I'm continuing to prepare for case interviewing with consulting companies, but the more I prepare, the stupider I feel, since I have no business training.

Don't ask. I'm sick, at work, and just found out my checking account is overdrawn. I can't type more than a sentence without sneezing or blowing my nose repeatedly. I should be at home, asleep. Fucking capitalist swine.

/shuffles off mumbling to self

But it's good to see you kenko. Don't mind me.

Kenko! You missed all the fun!

Mike: Oh, I used to love Highlights back in the day. Goofus and Gallant was my favorite.

5 years old is a wonderful age--they're not snotty yet. : >

i have a sinus thing, my watch battery died, i'm working late all week, i'm out of checks, and almost all the snow is gone already from the streets. (i do get Monday off tho, so that's good)

went out drinking with a couple of stray englishmen. taking the day off today. sipping a cuppa joe. smoking a cigarrette

haha took day off yesterday, how did I get home tues nite?

I was wondering why we didn't hear from you, Hugh.

you were in the taxi. he let you off near palace fried chicken. you looked a little bleary. Also, nobody at my building seems any the wiser about our criminal tresspass escapades. No pissed off custodians in sight. Go figure.

Also, the English guy I met in my travels was only 23, but he was a metal/punk fan. I took him from Cheap Beer & Shots (yes that's the actual name of the bar) to Manitoba's where he heard 'Pussy & Money' for the first time. Words cannot describe the expression of hilarity and rockin-outnes on the kids face. Then we went to Holiday Lounge and watched a bartender who was a dead ringer for the old dude in Prizzi's Honor pour drinks and listened to a Turkish American dude from Lawn Guyland expound on various subjects.

I think I need to go to Manitoba's on my next trip to NYC!

Well, last night it was kinda dead in there. Just me, my English buddy and three drunks. But the jukebox was great. Holiday on St Mark's just west of first is the ultimate when-all-else-fails bar in NYC, though.

I just need to hang out with jonmc. This much is clear. Not much else.

I dreamt about that song last night. (thanks for YSIing it way back when, Jon, because I love it) In the dream I think I was trying to explain it, and to explain it I had to sing it, but all I could remember was the chorus. At least, I hope it was a dream, because if not, than I was waaaaaaaaay drunker than I thought on Tuesday night. ;-) I took yesterday off and stayed in bed and read four novels back to back. It was awesome.

but all I could remember was the chorus

full lyrics:

You wake up in the morning
totally confused
can't get a date
but you're getting screwed

you're searching for a reason
a way to carry on
when everything is broken
and everything is wrong

So you tried to save the whales
You found a tree to kiss
You gave a crippled child
His dying wish

You're waiting for an answer
A message from above
You've always been a sucker
Another fool in love

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody lies about
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way

You see a girl
You start talkin
She sees your car
She starts walkin

Sweet success
Just take it
If you're sincere
You can fake it

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody cries about
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way

You wanna be the big dog
Down on the street
But if you spill a drop of blood
The shark's gotta eat

A million stars
out of reach
A billion grains of sand
on the beach

So you pray every night
When the sun goes down
Cause there are only two things that make the world go round

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody lies about
Everybody cries about
Everybody shout it out!!
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way

(that song has been misinterpreted by more than a few folks I've met. But I remember telling someone that it was a great piece of 'nihilistic punk rock,' and they answered 'that song is not nihilistic at all. that's about disillusioned idealism.' they are right.)

I'm unemployed. Met with some of my ex-coworkers last night for a drink and some bitching. Got another date with some of the others for tomorrow. Went to CostCo late when it should have been empty but the lines were still awful and I forgot my PDA so I couldn't pass the time playing TextTwist (blast!).

And I feel like a narcissist because I've been spending so much time on my resume (and admiring myself in the mirror).

I'm thinking about going to the shooting range today because of the post on the blue. I haven't been in a couple of years and I should refresh my skills, ya know?

But I'm also thinking about a long motorcycle ride and a long bike ride too. Maybe both and a trip to the dog park with my pup.

What day is it again?

"up" is the direction opposite net gravitational pull. (Expanding on Hugh's definition to include spaceborne scenarios)

Eh, I'm having a tremendous amount of trouble concentrating at my job lately. No, it's not Meta* distraction, that's more of a symptom than the problem itself. I'm just not that interested in what's happening here these days.

BUT, it's a beautiful day in Northern New England, almost like a late-March day when it's really kind of early spring-y. I just went on my lunch hour and spent the first 20 minutes taking a walk around the city. I bought a book on a whim, something I've wanted for a while, Larry McMurtry's book about Buffalo Bill and Annie Oakley. My excuse is that it'll help me with my album project.

I also practiced a little on my new project: smiling at people. My face is one of those on which 'neutral' looks 'serious and possibly angry', so I'm trying to get used to holding a more pleasant expression, and occasionally beaming at someone for no reason. It's actually kind of fun; you get a little charge out of it when someone smileds back. Tonight, it's off to $10 wine-flight-night at the hoity-toity Wentworth by the sea with some friends. In all, a pretty good day.

I predict a lot of automotive accidents, fist-fights, and walking-into-things injuries in Portsmouth, NH in the near future.

But don't worry, miko, it's OK to have a smile that can destroy society as we know it. Because cute (Irish) girl smiles don't cause grown men to beat the crap out of rivals for your affection, testosterone causes grown men to beat the crap out of rivals for your affection.

Especially if that rival happens to be Russell Crowe or Ben Folds.

With pleasure, mamzelle!

Sinus drainage is up considerably today.

Unfortunately my stock options are down.

I'm working like a fiend when I can. I have a long weekend coming up and I'm planning on painting my bedroom a nice bright orange. All the animals are going for vet checks this week and I think they know it because my dog gave me the stink eye this morning and the birds have been flinging their food at me when I pass the cage. My hair is a little dry and my back has been a little twingy lately. But other than that I'm terrific. Oh,and Happy Belated Valentine's Day!

LeeJay!!!

Hey! How's it hangin'?

LeeJay: you just improved my day a lot by reminding me that I, too, have a long weekend coming up! Which I had forgotten.

What's up?

Hey! How's it hangin'?

I thought we'd agreed not to discuss that.

At work, I listen to

er, at work I listen to mvyradio, the live broadcast stream from Martha's Vineyard's great noncommerical radio station. They've been playing Moby's "Beautiful" about six times a day lately...and I don't mind. Right now I am enjoying it again.

I thought we'd agreed not to discuss that.

I agreed to nothing! I will discuss where, how and how well whatever you may or may not have may or may not be hanging as I please! Take that!

miko: Yay for long weekends! Tomorrow is my first day off in nearly 2 weeks.

*takes it*

Thank you, may I have another?