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Thursday, June 29, 2006

You know those moments where you think back and say, "I should've said...?" I could've had one of those, but not today.

Today, in an email to the Wife, I had the perfect opportunity to appropriately use this quote:
I'm trying to run an office. Now, will you go to lunch? Go to lunch! Will you go to lunch?
Now, I just have to find someone (other than the Wife) to say, "Hit the bricks, pal, and beat it, 'cause you are going OUT!"

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Tuesday, June 27, 2006

From Discovery Channel News...
Serious Study: Immaturity Levels Rising
Jennifer Viegas, Discovery News

June 23, 2006 —The adage "like a kid at heart" may be truer than we think, since new research is showing that grown-ups are more immature than ever.

Specifically, it seems a growing number of people are retaining the behaviors and attitudes associated with youth.

As a consequence, many older people simply never achieve mental adulthood, according to a leading expert on evolutionary psychiatry.

Among scientists, the phenomenon is called psychological neoteny.
I read this and thought, "Yeah right." But then in my mind I went through a list of folks between the ages of 21 to 25 that I know or know of. I actually see a marked difference between those young adults who have left school (or maybe never finished) and got a job, especially a job people might call "demeaning" nowadays and those who've continued on with school ad nauseum or who still have one foot in some sort of psychological safety net (grad school, internships, and the like).

That isn't to say that one level is necessarily better than another--each has its own pros and cons. But, I've seen the difference.

I also know that there was a time where I would've loved to have stayed in grad school for the rest of my life...
Aw, hell no...

From here.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Well, email's not quite a home, but I gave my main inbox a makeover, deleted a bunch of folders, eliminated 2/3 of my filters, and junked over 1,000 old messages with information I acted on, couldn't file, or that I had no further use for whatsoever. It was about 90 minutes of work spread out over a day, and that's only because I was such a packrat. Now, it's all streamlined.

Of course, part of the streamlining process meant deactivating the forwarding of the blog's email account (incidentally, the same addy I use for message boards and stuff) to my main email. So, if I'm a little slow(er) to respond to comments and such, I apologize now. But don't fret. I'm experimenting with gmail's POP access, so I'll be checking that account (along with my RSS feeds) on a regular basis.

Anyway, check out the article. Keep yourself sorted and sane.

Friday, June 23, 2006

For this past week, yet more soulful white boys...

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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Depending on whether you're a glass-half-full or half-empty kind of person, this is either 5 days late or 2 days early. Either way, from B...

1. name: See the end of the post
2. birthday: See the blog address
3. place of residence: Near the ivory towers atop a cloud-covered academic Olympus, out of touch from the sort of "salt of the earth" folks (read: Jeff Foxworthy's core audience) we used to live around. B knows what I'm talking about.
4. what makes you happy: My wife, bladed weapons, writing, music, regenerative solitude, Chinese chicken wings, breaded buffalo wings, bacon, eggs & rice for breakfast, mom's lumpia and her spaghetti sauce, my trumpet, and my laptop.
5. what are you listening to now/have listened to last: I haven't gotten to that post yet. I will, soon.
6. do you read my lj: B has an LJ...?
7. if you do, what is particularly good/bad about it: Wait...B doesn't have an LJ...?
8. an interesting fact about you: I can sing along with the horn parts of every Chicago song, from 1969 to today.
9. are you in love/have a crush at the moment: If I wasn't, I wouldn't be married.
10. favorite place to be: Donkey Coffee in Athens. A couple of I-town coffee shops come close, but no cigar...
11. favorite lyric: ...but there ain't no Coup De Ville hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box (Meatloaf's "Two Out of Three Ain't Bad")
12. best time of the year: The fall
13. Do you remember when we met? Yes...both of us being extra polite to the other one rather than potentially piss off someone who could've been, for all we knew at the time, a second-generation Kali Illustrisimo player.
14. Have I been a good friend to you? No one else has ever given me a two-handed machete!
15. Tell me something you've never told me before. No :)

1. one thing you like about me: You kept working with me, despite your previous experiences with having been "raped for your art."
2. two things you like about yourself: I'm still 25 pounds lighter than I was 5 years ago and my life motto, "If I can learn kung-fu, I can learn __________."
3. put this in your lj so i can tell you what i think of you. Or your Blogger blog, your MySpace, whatsoever...and make sure you tell me about it if you don't have an RSS feed.
4. post a picture of you (if possible). No, it's impossible...so impossible, I signed up for a Flickr account (see the sidebar) :).
This time, this one time, I've got no real excuse for not having blogged for over a week, other than to say I've just been too lazy between the things I've had to do. That's all--nothing personal.

So, where to begin...

Last week, I started a class in Vinyasa Yoga. It turns out one of the folks I work with is a relatively well-known local instructor, not just in yoga, but kung-fu, qigong, and tai chi--the same style of tai chi, in fact, studied by Ms. Bizarro back when we lived in A-Town. She actually emailed him first about six months before I started working at my present job. Ithaca really is a small town.

I finally decided to start after finally trusting my body and listening to what I believe it's been telling me I've been needing, which are (a) a series of serious exercises that I can do myself in a confined space and (b) a sort of psychic change of pace from the study of bone-breaking, weapon-oriented, southeast Asian arts. (Not that I've given up on those entirely--I've still got the name and number of a local FMA/WMA instructor!)

Ms. Bizarro just had a Mac Attack--that is, one of the brand new Intel-powered MacBooks! Congratulate her; she's just joined the 21st century! It's a sweet machine. This two-year old beast of mine is definitely old and busted compared to what she's got. But, she deserves it--she's spent the better part of the last three years dealing with hand-me-down or work computers without any tool of her own to make her writing dreams come true. Now she's got it.

As if I don't have enough damn books, I managed to score Pynchon's The Crying of Lot 49 for free from a friend who's moving. And, needless to say, the minute I came across a cheap second-hand copy of his collection Slow Learner, I grabbed it!

The mysterious Mr. Pynchon is, of course, a graduate of the Big Red school on the hill.

I've been feeling less and less badly about shopping at second hand bookstores and even the two big-boxes because there was almost nowhere else since the Bookery II closed down a few months ago.

Well, a few weeks ago, the store reopened under new management with only some slight changes. I haven't talked to anyone yet who isn't jumping for joy that it's back. I shared this with one of the staff members who said that she'd been hearing the same thing, and that she tells all those people, "If you want to show your appreciation, buy a book!"

That's not to say that I'll give up sitting in the Borders cafe, observing and making note of my fellow customers' behavior.

Lastly, a choice to make. Which do I buy first? This or this?

B or Steve-O--thoughts?

Sunday, June 11, 2006

This is for B, Steveo, and all of my friends and fellow-students of the martial arts. Not since Tao of Jeet Kune Do has there been so much martial wisdom in one place. Behold...

Still Kicking: The Very Authorized Biography of Steven Segal, Volume II, Pgs. 567-568
by Jared Bloom

from McSweeney's
I know I've got more important things to post about, but I just had to take the time to say that I'm glad I caught the Men's Final of the French Open just moments ago (I had completely forgotten about it--it's that time of the year) between Roger Federer and Raphael Nadal.

I won't spoil it because of time differences, and what not, but I will say that whatever happens, the end of the fourth set was utterly stupefying!

Back in a mo' with some of the other things I've been meaning to talk about.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

You all thought I forgot, didn't you?

You scored as Anything-Goes Goth. You are very open minded. You may or may not be devoted to your "Gothickry," but you aren't anal about it either way, and you are willing to explore the various niches of the gothic subculture.

Anything-Goes Goth


Understanding Outsider




Fantasy Goth


Old-school Goth


Ethereal Goth


Romantic Goth


Death Rocker


Confused Outsider


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