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everybody’s working for the weekend

Right now: Working and enjoying my medicine cocktail.

Tonight: Bo.

Tomorrow: James Taylor concert.

HELLO RALEIGH!
ARE! YOU! READY TO LITE ROCK?

Sunday: Knockin’ Round the Zoo?

brain = lost

Thought this was funny. WRAL reports that Raleigh’s roads are among the bumpiest of all major cities. To drive home this point, they said:

Capital Boulevard inside the Beltline looks like a minefield. Crews are trying to fix U.S. 1 before one of the road’s craters swallows a car.

That’s a funny mental image. If there is a crater, they should throw that ridiculous “Time + Light Tower” in it and fill it with Quikrete. Let’s visit the monstrosity’s web page, shall we? No? I will plagiarize it for you. Its comments in bold, mine in italics.

Why is the LIGHT + TIME TOWER sited on Capital Boulevard? I would rather ask why it is sited anywhere.

The tower is on Capital Boulevard, one of our major traffic arteries, to celebrate entry into the heart of the City of Raleigh. ‘O joyous day, I have gazed upon some solar panels!,’ many people are known not to have said upon seeing it. If they wanted something to symbolize Raleigh, why not a statue of a bunch of crotchety townspeople taking sledgehammers to a bunch of NCSU students?

In the late 1980s, the citizens of Raleigh embarked on a program to beautify Capital Boulevard. And that ship was never seen again.

Oh well.


I am sick. Allergies, pollen, dust, sun, a common cold, who knows. I keep sneezing, and I couldn’t sleep last night on account of the feeling that a pine cone was lodged in each bronchus. Also, lots of drooling. I tried to surf the web without my glasses on after waking up at 3 am. It was very blurry, so I went back to bed and slept like the undead until 7 am.


Ohio was good. Pictures are up. It was uneventful, basically the idea was to make Cynthia stop being so stressed for a couple days. I don’t know if it helped. We did go out to eat a buch, and even went to a Tim Hortons, which was new to me. It is like a Dunkin Donuts mixed with a Quizno’s. Weird but marginally good. I cared not much for the soup but cared a lot for the tuna sub and the maple donut.

we’re finally on our own

Going to Ohio tonight! Leaving from work early! But I have a lot of work to do before then.

Congratulations to Jason Young, who is getting married on Monday! Mazel Tov! It appears that he may have fickled it up again, and deleted his journal once more in preparation for this momentous day.

My words for the happy couple (single?) will come in the form of a reading from chapter 1 of the Book of Axl:

Don’t ya think that you need somebody
Don’t ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You’re not the only one
You’re not the only one

huzzah!

More congraturation! Bridget got a job! So now she is bonafide, a salary, benefits and all that. Apparently she is working for the Bonner Group, a political fundrasing group that raises money for hippies or something, but as I told her, if they are giving her some of that money it’s all good.

who knows. . .

Why do I have “Unchained Melody” stuck in my head?

Why has Weird Al not parodied this song?

Why, oh why?


I neglected to get up and run today. It’s just as well though; an extra day to let the shin splints go away is not a problem. Tomorrow I should go, and I should move my alarm clock to where I can not reach it from my bed. I got plenty of sleep, but still did not want to get on up for the run.

I need to watch X-Men sometime soon so I can go see X2. Speaking of movies, the new Matrix comes out tonight. La-dee-freakin-da.


Spur of the moment thing: I am suddenly going to see Cynthia from May 23-26. Excellent. Bought my ticket and everything. A major thrill will be: visiting a different time zone for the first time in my adult life when I switch planes in Nashville.

I need to get out more.


Topsail this weekend was nice. Perfect weather. I got a little sunburnt, but oh well. No big deal. Spent a bit time at Justin’s dad’s new place on the island. We ate lunch there, I pointed out that the refrigerator was spewing water, and Chris soiled his trousers. Frisbee and football at the beach was rough due to the wind, but still fun. I ate frog, a new species for me, which was exciting. It is exactly as Justin described — like oily chicken.

Speaking of which, it was a two-Bo weekend, and I can not complain about that at all. It was Melissa’s last Friday Bo, and I presented her and Jim with commemorative BoShirts. I got them both size ‘large’ t-shirts, and Melissa wants a medium, so I have just now ordered that for her. The large I got her will be taped to my wall as strange motivation for slimming down in hopes that I will be able to fit into it one day. There is a light at the end of the weight-loss tunnel, and that light is Bojangles.

Oh, the irony is thick here.

you say you want a resolution

Okay. My money has been credited to my account. Sing glory, glory, hall-e-lu. ( is the only person who might get that. . .) I am calmer. I do not hope anyone gets hit by a truck. No more grills need to be busted. And a lady from Wachovia just called to make sure I knew that my account had been credited. She only called 27 1/2 hours late, but I can’t really expect too much I guess.

I would like to send Melissa a big engrish CONGRATURATION! for completing some sort of degree which will allow her to have two degrees. See below. Jim is also done today, and that is nice for him.

kisrmelsay: ton!
plutonyum80: jes
kisrmelsay: stick a fork in me
kisrmelsay: I’m DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

take this bank and shove it

To hell with Wachovia. They have “no record” of the paycheck I deposited on Friday in person with a teller. Well, I’m beginning the switch to SECU this week. If not today, then tomorrow. To hell with Wachovia. Lousy band of idiots they are. I am going to move my accounts out of Wachovia ASAP, and after that, I hope they go bankrupt. This time, looks like Wachovia and First Union have merged to suck like never before possible. They suck so much that you could walk into a bank and drop a feather and a brick and they’d hit the floor at the same time.

And a very special middle finger to the bloated Fat Alberta-looking waste-of-lots-of-space idiot teller. She’s tried to screw me over before, but previously was too inept even to do that, and by some stroke of fate a nearby teller cleared things up. I hope that this teller gets hit by a truck, and I can only wonder, though it may seem unlikely, whether the truck can possibly end up with a more busted grill than the teller already has on the front of her fat head.

* Note I: How much I actually mean the previous statement depends on how quickly this debacle is resolved.

Note II: Updated as of 5:57 pm – read the comments. . .

teasers!

What’s happened lately? Well, a lot of stuff. I’ll come back and put all these in individual lj-cuts. Here are some teasers in chronological order:

  • my grandfather died
  • i went to Pennsylvania, saw my brothers for the first time in 4 years
  • i had very busy times at work, staying late a lot
  • ants invaded our home
  • i put more RAM in my computer
  • i donated to the Jimmy V Foundation and got a funny letter from Nick Valvano
  • i started jogging
  • we watched Dayo be very sick after inhaling a cigar and drinking
  • i planted grass in our yard
  • we had a cookout
  • i did not see X2
  • we did not go to the beach

oh me back

I’m still alive.

This is another case of the “I have so much going on that I wish to write about, but that means that I’m doing stuff besides writing in my journal” syndrome.