Western New Jersey is a pretty nice place.
The people we visited today told me not to tell anyone, because they want everyone else to stay in Newark and eastern NJ. But it’s really nice out there… pumpkin patches and winding, forested roads… Of course, it doesn’t hurt that the weather this week is beautiful, clear and cool.
Philadelphia’s pretty nifty, as well. Do I really hafta go back and face Wilma?
Got another thingy to do in the wilds of New Jersey. And since we had a choice of Newark or Philly airport, I’m off to the City of Brudderly Lurve, whence shall I get to hook up with (coincidentally) me bruddah!
Not only that, but we’re gonna drag The Pesky One out for a night on the town with us. It should be, as the kiddies say, a hoot.
How to score brownie points with the geeks in the room:
When showing them how easy it is to use your online help request form, make sure you make the title of the example be “Help! I’m being repressed!”
From the snickers, at least one of them got it.
Just got back from Pittsburgh this evening. Thought I’d blow the dust off the blog and post something, you lucky devils.
I’ve been fighting the loss of my voice all week long (and losing). It recovered enough to do the presentation in Pittsburgh without resorting to flash cards and charades, but it’s still pretty much sandpaper.
The other night when it started to get croaky, I did what everyone does in that situation. I thought, “Hey! Cool. I oughta record something with this voice!” And so, I did. It’s kinda scary.
Man About Town tagged me with this odd exercise. I have seen it all over the place, but I never got this particular paintball bullet of memedom splattered on my blog uniform before.
1. Go into your archive.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same.
Here it is. Direct from June 3, 2002 and the post titled Beer Migration
Why would someone be drinking in our back yard?
The answer is, of course, why wouldn’t they?
I can’t keep track of who has done this and who hasn’t. So, consider yourself tagged.
Ah, yes, Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit was everything I hoped it would be. It was cute. It was punny. It wasn’t bowdlerized by Hollywood execs. It made me want to dig up the old W&G tapes and watch the original shorts again. Such a pity, then, that fire consumed their warehouse and destroyed all the old sets. 🙁
Happy Thanksgiving to the best country that sits on the northern border of the United States.
Canada, we luv you, ya big lug.
Plugging away at that whole album thing. I think I’ve got enough for an EP! ugh
But at least I have a sweet looking cover for it, thanks to Bran. I’d show it to you, but that would ruin the effect. Trust me, though, it’s wicked cool.
Anyway, here’s the latest bit o’ tripe I’ve written.
After much careful consideration, I have decided to change careers. I’m tired of slaving away at a job that involves limited outlet for my creative urges. I want to do something fresh, something new, something that will tap into the hot, swirling fire that burns in the pit of my soul. Plus, I want to make like a huge wad of cash and stuff.
So, I have decided to finally become a writer.
In looking around at the available opportunities, I thought, “Hey! Why not jump on the band wagon of some hip, happenin’ trend?” And what could be hipper or more happenin’ than Intelligent Design!
Here is a sneak peek at the thought-provoking poetry for what I hope to be a long line of Intelligent Design greeting cards. I created this one for a certain birthday girl…
Happy birthday to you
You live in a zoo
You act like a monkey
But that’s no reason to infer that you evolved from one
Countdown to Friday!
Even though it was cute, Corpse Bride disappointed me. But I don’t think my old pals Wallace & Gromit will let me down.
