The inevitable return

Lately I have been the JD Salinger of blogging. Hiding away in the real world ignoring the pleading of my many many readers to commit my thoughts to virtual reality. In truth, It's just been a combination of laziness and not having anything inspiring to write about that has kept me away from the blog...

Well open wide because here comes a heaping spoonful of... um... inspired blogging...

What could pull me out of a blogging hiatus you may ask? It's a little thing called Top Gear and it is one of the greatest television shows ever. If you don't watch it, stop reading, go to your TiVo, DVR, VCR, or whatever, and set it to record and save EVERY SINGLE EPISODE EVER!!! Done? Good! Now let me tell you about it! It is a BBC show about cars. That's right! A show where British people talk about cars. sounds awesome right? no? Now I've tried many many times to explain to friends, family and co workers why, even if they know nothing about cars,they should be watching this show, and I've come up with two compelling arguments.

1. The show is about charming, articulate people who are truly passionate about the thing they love and they are very good at communicating this with the audience.

2. The show is about men acting like children and doing ridiculous and extremely entertaining things that have very little to do with cars.

The first episode I saw had the three hosts each buying a used car, converting it to float and doing a cross country amphibious race that ended with two cars sinking and only the one with a mast and sail finishing the race.

What makes this show so amazing is its mix of charm, humor, and passion and you absolutely need to watch it... now, no exception, do it! I'm looking at you Katie! I don't care that you have a kid and a job and school! It will make you happy! You like to be happy don't you?

So that's my return to blogging. if it seems disjointed or hasty that is because I was typing it while watching Top Gear!!!! YAY!!

Thursday!

I truly believe that Thursday is the worst day of the week. "but surly Monday, or even Wednesday must be the worst" you may say to yourself. But Monday and Wednesday have one thing that Thursday does not have, predictability. Monday is always going to suck. It will always end the weekend and it will always start the week. It may suck, but at least you know it's going to suck and you can prepare for it. It's the same with Wednesday. It will always be in the middle of the week. like swimming across the ocean or traveling the desert it's just far enough that turning back would do no good. But Thursday is the worst kind of beast. The kind that lulls you into a false sense that everything is going to be OK. If it's good, you still have Friday to dread, but if it's bad there is no escape. you've just been served a hot plate of terrible day and there's just enough leftovers for Friday.

If you can't tell, I didn't have a good day, but I have the weekend off and all I need to do to get there is do battle with that harsh mistress Friday...

I'm on my lunch, posting on my blog!

Mini Blog

I have a lot of things I'd like to blog about but I just don't have the energy so I'm going to do a mini blog on each of them... Ahem...


1.Lucy
Awesome!!!!

2.How to eat a cheeseburger correctly
You eat around the center until you get half way around the you take the center bite.

3.Rock Band 2
The greatest video game ever made!

4.Top Gear
My new favorite show! It proves that you can apply wit and passion to anything and that's all it needs in order to be entertaining.

5.Christmas
Still not done shopping!

6.The Spanish Inquisition
Nobody expects it!

7.Lucy
Still Awesome! ( and beautiful!)

8.Adventures
Have them!

9.Guinness's book of world records
I want to be in it!

10.Disneyland
I'm going there!

11. Money
I need more!

12.Exclamation points!
!!!!!!!

13.Dogs
Woof!

OK! It's bedtime!

Meh...

I know I'm usually a very positive and optimistic person, but today just sucked. I'll spare you the intimate details, but one thing just kept happening after another to the point where at the end of the day I didn't even enjoy sitting on my bed and reading! And that's usually my favorite! I just can't shake this bad feeling! I do have one more thing up my sleeve that works to cheer me up 99% of the time though. I do this thing where I turn off the lights and shut my eyes until I lose consciousness. If I do that for more than eight hours I usually feel much better!

Is it possible...

to eat so much cake that your arms hurt? Because I ate a lot of cake and I just noticed that my arms REALLY hurt... Oops! While writing that sentence I realized that my arms probably hurt because I was playing Rock Band for like an hour tonight.

I am sorry I haven't been blogging as much. The truth is, the only time I blogged before was when I would sit at my computer for a couple of hours before I'd go to bed. But lately I haven't been doing that and if you know me you'll know why. For those of you who I don't see that often, the reason is, for the last month or two I've been spending the time after work but before bed with someone new and special. If you must know it is a girl, and while she is extremely annoying, the more I learn about her the more into her I get. I find myself more and more attached, but it's really been making me sad and scared lately. You see, I've been spending WAY too much time with her and I just realized tonight, that because of all the time we've spent together, it's probably going to have to end soon. I don't want it to be over but "the end" is so close that I cant literally see it from here. The only thing that helps me cope with this is the fact that she's a fictional character. Her name is Bella and in less than three weeks I've completely devoured the four books that she is the main character in.

For all intents and purposes the Twilight series shouldn't be good at all. I stayed away from it for a long time simply because I thought I could keep myself entertained with more "adult" books. (after reading that back it sounds like I'm reading porn, but I'm going to keep it in because I'm lazy.) But after reaching a literary dry spot, and with the movie coming out, and having a girlfriend kind enough to lend them to me, I decided to give them a shot. Honestly I haven't felt this way about reading since Harry Potter. And it's not because Twilight is some sort of literary masterpiece. But I realized while reading it, that in the end, a book doesn't have to be intellectual, or unique, or challenging to enjoy. It really just has to put me in the right mood and tell a decent story. You see, I read all the time. I always have a book waiting for me at home after work. But it's been a long time since I've looked forward to coming home and reading the same way I look forward to watching a new episode of my favorite show, or seeing a movie I've been waiting forever to see. These books are just fun, and "just fun" is something I've really missed about books, until now!

RAM

Some people worked on cars with their dad's and some played catch, but with my dad it was building computers. He would never buy a pre-built one from the store. Whenever he had a problem or needed to fix something he would just open it up and fix it himself. So when I wanted my first PC he took me to the store and bought me all the parts and we built it ourselves. This was before comp USA, Best Buy, and Fry's mind you. He actually had to take me downtown to an industrial area where a parts supplier was so we could get all the components. I remeber installing DOS with those giant floppy disks, I remember one birthday when he got me a cd-rom, this was before they became a necessity, and no one in the room know why I was so excited except for him. I remember being so excited when I upgraded my hard drive for the first time because I kept having to uninstall and reinstall games just to have enough room. He bought me one that was 100 megabytes!

The reason I'm getting so nostalgic all the sudden is because my computer died this afternoon. If my dad hadn't taught me all of this I would have been helpless and this blog probably wouldn't have been written. But more that that, every time I open up a computer I always get this rush of memories. The first computer we built, the time he helped me play my first game over a network (doom), the time we drove down to an ISP in order to get set up to use the "Internet." It's nice to have a practical set of skills that help me in everyday life, but that's nothing compared to being able to have such good memories.


Good Times!