I’m not quite sure how all the time in my day goes away and I’m proably not likely to find out very soon. One plan I have is to stop watching some of the summer TV shows that are on my DVR. I’m thinking of punting Alphas because it sounds like it’s going to be an us vs. them sort of story like the X-Men comics were in the late 80’s and that’s pretty tedious to me. And I might punt on Falling Skies because it just gets my blood pressure up worrying about what evil the alien invaders are going to commit.
I suppose tedious stories don’t mean I’m going to stop watching or reading a book. I’m in the middle of The Girl with the Annoying Story series and I’ll probably eventually finish that. And I’m about to finish another one of Sophie Hannah’s mysteries where the protagonist is the most annoying person on the planet only to be superseded by the following protagonist. And the minutiae that she puts in her books is excruciating. But I just keep reading. I am really looking forward to the next Jack Reacher or John Rain novel where the good guy just goes out and kills a bunch of bad guys.
Talk about a case of the Mondays. Last night I was woken up by thunder several times. That would have been bad enough, but one of the times I realized that my stomach hurt. Then I overslept because I forgot to set my alarm. When I got to work I almost missed several meetings because Outlook wasn’t flashing the alarms in my face.
Even better, my stomach started hurting pretty early in the day. I wondered if it was because of the barbecue and ice cream I had yesterday so today, instead of a pulled pork sandwich, I got smoked brisket. So far so good.
And I didn’t ditch the gym but I did find out that when you smack your hand on something doing yard work, it doesn’t help with your workout.
Today was one of the Sunday Parkways events, where they close down a bunch of roads in a neighborhood for bicycles and (supposedly) pedestrians. There’s so many families on bikes that it would be dangerous to try to walk around. But basically, what it means for me is that they close down my neighborhood and make it impossible to drive until evening. To make the best of it, I wander down to the park and look at all the semi-bicycle-related stands, buy some food, and hang around waiting to run into people I know. I was successful, seeing some neighbors and some old friends. And getting more sunburned, I think. Dixon’s Ribs was back as well as the ice cream place I keep meaning to find but never seem to. They do have good ice cream whoever and wherever they are.
Well, last night I was certain that I was going to talk about cutting my neighbor’s laurel or photinia or whatever the hell it is and how I ended up also cutting off a huge branch of his apple tree (the one my dad planted) but I was beat. The hedge and tree were overhanging our garage and my mom kept telling me to cut it back. I could have gone to sleep right after dinner but what fun would that have been? So I just lay on the floor listening to podcasts. Exciting Saturday night. I think I was sunburned and tired from all my fun. The apple tree branch was the worst part. There’s so much awful ivy on it that I couldn’t tell where the apple began and the ivy ended. Most of it went into the wood chipper.
I didn’t do a very good job of scheduling the day. I got back from the gym, ate lunch, and then started cutting. Then I took a shower, went to the coffee shop with my mom, and came back to start cleanup. Then I had to take another shower. That wood chipper seems to be used on the hottest days of the year. It was only in the 80’s yesterday, but that sure seems hot when the previous week was in the 60’s. Plus I hit my head on the garage gutters
I should have known when I signed up to be a “special customer” of Borders for $20 that I’d never make that money back. In fact, while I love books, I’m getting to be a big Kindle fan. I read a lot of books on one of my two Kindles (I really should sell the old one on eBay) or on my iPhone. The thing is, I always have my iPhone and so I always have my books. I’m reading a real book right now and it’s kind of cramping my hands up. I feel like a cranky whiner, but I’m actually getting used to non-books.
The worst part is that I don’t buy as many books as I used to, and I find it easier to get books on Amazon than going down to the bookstore. First they closed the downtown Borders, and now they’re closing them all. We have one of the best bookstores on the planet in Powell’s books, but I hardly go there either. And my biggest problem with books is what to do with them after I read them. I have stacks and stacks of books that I’ve read and re-read and they take up a lot of space. I guess I could try to sell them, or just give them to Goodwill like everything else. Now if I could only convince my buddy MattyG to drive his brother’s truck over here, I could make a HUGE trip to Goodwill.
Not only was Mac OS X Lion released today, but yesterday my old boss told me about some software that was updated that I needed to get packaged. Not work software, mind you, but just-for-fun open source stuff. And I don’t even use the software, I just make sure it compiles. There’s all sorts of ways to waste time with computers, and I’m just finding more and more of them.
Oh, and the reason it’s bad to have pictures from the gym like this
Funny how much I depend on my second monitor on a day-to-day basis. Heck, I have two monitors for my laptop at work and I have two monitors for my work laptop at home. Guess how many of those four that I had to pay for on my own? Then I have a 24″ Apple monitor for my home computer. My sister went to another extreme and bought herself a 30″ monitor to replace a pair of 19″ monitors. It’s nice to be able to read my screen again instead of having everything crammed into one set of desktops.
It was supposed to be a nice weekend but yesterday it was gloomy and today it rained pretty hard during the day. Luckily, I got the pressure washer out yesterday, and I tried to spend most of the day either cleaning my office or fiddling with my computer. I threw away a lot of recycling, but my room looks pretty much the same. And there was a big setback when the free muffin we got cracked my mom’s tooth. It would have been an expensive muffin, but the dentist was in today and he said it was pretty serendipitous that we uncovered a large cavity that didn’t get to the nerve. Good news and bad news. That’s life.
To save $1.50 in parking, I bought a Time Capsule to back up my MacBook Pro. It only cost me $299, so that saved me -$297.50. The worst part is that I’m without my $900 24″ monitor, so I have to look at everything on my laptop monitor. It’s higher resolution, which means all the pictures and letters are tinier. If I had younger eyes, it wouldn’t be so bad.
I was able to go to the Apple Store because I felt too tired to go to the gym. I have stabbing pains between my shoulder blades in the middle of the night (which just mean my backal muscles are cramping) so I haven’t been sleeping very well. I kind of think that just means there are side-effects to the medication I take, but it also probably means that thinking about doing pushups tonight was making me feel like just sitting on my ass. Not sure why I wasn’t too tired to go to the Temple of Apple, but we all have our odd energy boosts, right? I remember when a friend of mine was doing chemo and too tired to even sleep but was still driving around going to Target sales. That’s the spirit.
I’m staying up late (which I shouldn’t do because of weight gain and aging reasons amongst other things) and here I am reading an article that says the mean peak age for swimmers is 21. And most athletes start to see physical declines at 26. Hell, I can’t remember being 26 any more. What a cheery thought. Chess grandmasters peak at 31.4, so that’s a little older. This is all from an article on Wired. Nice, huh?
Well, I’ve been feeling more tired lately and not quite as peppy at the gym. I think it’s just a bad attitude that developed after my birthday which was months ago but the feeling hasn’t abated. Or it’s just because I am old. Eh, screw em. All I have to do is be able to yell at the kids to get off my small and patchy lawn, right?
I hate learning about my limitations at the gym. Today I found out that trying to broad jump as far as I could is not something to be done in those flat minimalist shoes that are so popular with the trendy runners. Three jumps in and I thought I’d jarred my ankle out of joint. My ankle feels fine now, but I feel like I have a stone bruise on my left heel. There was more running in the workout and it’s a good thing we go around the building because limping around causes you to run in circles.
OK, so now when I run or broad jump, I think I’m wearing my Nike Free shoes. They weren’t free by any means but they’re a hell of a lot more padded than my torturous Merrells.
My neighbor put up his 150′ slip-n-slide again on the hill in front of our house. Lots of people out on the slide. I, on the other hand, was busy with the pressure washer, trying to make the driveway safe for those who are afraid of moss. I’m not sure how they do it, but the guys who built the pressure washer seem to have been able to engineer it so it spits pieces of moss all over the person running it and also have it just short enough so you have to bend over and hurt your back. Absolute genius.
I had to complete the task, because it was on my list. My list tends to be pretty short, but it’s still a list. Yesterday I took my monitor in to have it looked at. For $900, I figure they can honor the warranty. It has some weird burn-in-like artifacts, but I’m not sure what had burned it in. Whatever it is, they said they’d fix it but they wouldn’t validate parking any more unless I spent over $50. I figure it’s a $660 repair so I can afford the $1.50 parking.
So there’s breaking my computer and there’s breaking my computer. Somehow I got all my email redirected to the wrong place, but I did figure out how to get it all sorted out. All the spam and ads (and two or three legitimate emails) came in at 6PM. Somehow it’s all kind of working out. Funny how I really have nothing else interesting going on. Going to work, going to the gym, sitting at my computer, wishing I had more free time to fill with nonsense.
Huh, maybe this is why I was silent for a month. Nothing left to say so late in the evening. If I could only remember what I was thinking earlier in the day. It was most likely unprintable or cheeseburgers.
