Monthly Archives: November 2003

Well, at least I’m not getting much slower. I did have a younger, female (and probably attractive) woman blew by me going up the hill, but that’s going to happen. I say probably attractive because she got by me pretty quickly and I didn’t get a good look. Nice dogs, though, and they were both on leashes. I only missed two runs and this one really tired me out. Megan’s probably right. I’m getting old.

Last night I had a dream about my ex-girlfriend. For some reason, she left me with her cell phone (an old Motorola flip-phone in the dream) and I had to look for her. I found the guy who she said was her new boyfriend in a parking lot. He was a tool, denying that she meant anything to him. I remember the parking lot clearly, it was a concrete parking garage, like the ones that are on the first floors of office buildings I’ve seen in California. And the worst part of this? The only reason I woke up was because of a torrent of rain pouring on the roof … Continue reading →

Friday night and I’m watching re-runs. They were being properly neurotic on Seinfeld. George wouldn’t kiss a beautiful woman because he wanted to meet her boyfriend first. It made me wonder if I would kiss a beautiful woman if I had another chance. On one hand, there are all the stories I remember as a kid of things never being as good as they seem; every cloud has its black lining. On the other hand, throwing caution to the wind is always good. So, I think it depends on one thing: Blood Alcohol Content. Hmmm. I wonder if “Monk” is on tonight.

I was just thinking of what I have to be thankful for, and I really do have a lot. I mean, living in America we have it pretty good. Even with the people in charge trying to take it away from us, we still have it pretty good. I’m fairly healthy, I have a place to live, my parents are well, my sister seems happy living in Republican California (anything south of San Mateo in my estimation), and most of my friends are doing OK. But at the same time, it really depends on what scale you measure things on. By American standards, I start describing my life and people … Continue reading →

So, first it was Movable Type. I really had a hard time setting it up, and I’m no newcomer to compiling software on various unix systems. Refusing to run Linux means I get to try to compile things for Solaris, NetBSD, and MacOS X. Most of the time it isn’t so hard and installing Movable Type didn’t require any compilation. But it was a large two-week pain in the ass. Since I’m no fan of having to pay for software, and since it was really just my sister’s ridiculous request, I tried to avoid it. Unfortunately, she was very insistent, and here it is: Super Eggplant. So, really, this wasn’t … Continue reading →

So, what do I usually do for a hangover? Go running! It’s been nice and wet and grey and cold, so I’m usually numb after the first few minutes. Why not add the added fun of having an upset stomach? There were lots of dogs on Leif Erickson, but since it’s a wide, gravel fire lane, that isn’t a big problem. The trails like Wildwood are a big pain in the ass, since dogs are always off-leash and trying to bump you off into a ravine. Anyway, none of my teams are winning this weekend, so it’s time for another nap!

I was out running some quick errands and as I walked down a dark street, I saw several Mormons in a circle by an idling mini-van. I heard some inaudible voices, but then a stern voice was clear. “So how many kids do you you have?” The reply was inaudible. “And they’re all married?” “And they’re all married?” I thought it sounded a bit mysterious and even a little ominous, but it was just my friend Bill’s big brother, who has always had a stern sounding voice. And that’s why I knew they were Mormons. Hmm. I just found out South Park was about a Mormon family moving into town. … Continue reading →

I finally got some work that pays $50/hr, but I’ve only done 1 1/2 hours in the past three months so that isn’t going to pay the bills. But work is work and I decided to blow it by celebrating. I called my friend Il, who has been locked up at home playing some on-line Star Wars game for at least a month, and he wanted to see the ladies at the local strip club. I’ve now realized that while it was interesting to see those particular dancers naked, I really didn’t need to see them naked for more than a couple of minutes, max. I’m back to being frightened … Continue reading →