It’s been a productive day thus far, and it’s time for a little ‘thank me very much.’ There is a red metallic cylinder sitting on my desk that is looking awfully good right now. It’s really not appropriate for the office, but it’s just too tempting to ignore. It’s not really good for me, but when did that ever stop me? The door to my office is closed, to…
At the risk of tempting the technology gods perched upon their silicone throne, I have news of comfort and joy to share. I may have unexpected reason to renew my faith in my preferred computer maker. As of June 18, 2004, Apple has expanded their iBook repair program to include (possibly) my iBook. I didn’t even know I had The Qualifying Logic Board Problem.
At some point the glow of free…
Someone said something to me that I could not let go. I was making my way through an otherwise ordinary Monday when someone I know approached me and broached the topic of politics. Not knowing my political persuasion, this person launched into a rant, complaining that the presumptive Democratic nominee for president was not a “man of the people.” My interests piqued, I asked this…
Have you ever opened your mouth, only to be surprised by the amount of fluid your mouth is expelling? The circumstances don’t seem to matter, you can be opening your mouth to eat or speak, and suddenly (and without voluntary control), you’re spitting a narrow stream of saliva across the room like one of those shower heads they install in low rent apartments to conserve water. I…
I’ll bet that one day ‘low-carb’ will be classified as an eating disorder. Anyone want to take that bet?
Can it cause in insufficient food intake?
Check.
Can it cause long term health problems?
Tentative check.
Will people ignore these factors in favor of being thin?
Are you kidding me?
Anyone willing to partake in the ‘new bike for John’ initiative is welcome to…
I have been the satisfied owner of a neon yellow, aluminum frame, Trek bicycle since January 1991. I have gone in and out of bicycle shops through the years, but I’ve restricted my browsing to items of need rather than desire. In this way, I have substantially eluded the phenomenon known as “Post-shopping stress disorder”, or P.S.S.D. (pronounced “pissed”). References…
“This is going to hurt me more than it’s going to hurt you.” If you’ve been following my recent adventures, you know that I was talking to my poor iBook, just before I left it at the shop for repairs.
I feel guilty. I feel lonely. Most importantly, I feel bored. My five year old, Bondi Blue, original iMac hasn’t seen this much action since, well, I bought a new iBook…
Riding a bicycle to work during the rainy season in Florida is like rolling the dice and betting on a number between one and twelve. Here’s my summer forecast: there’s a 100% chance that I’m going to get awfully wet. There are two ways to accomplish this feat of aquatic proportions. One, engage your body’s temperature regulation system; or two, ride home in an afternoon…
They say you can never go home again. But what if you never left?
Things change. Jobs evolve and responsibilities are added. Streets widen. Landmarks are bulldozed and new ones take their place. People get older. Belongings accumulate, break, and get replaced. Friends find new opportunities and move away. New friends are made. Relatives pass away. Children are born. Coworkers move on to new…