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Last update for the night…
Small addition to the personal website, and a rather insightful one at that, I might add! More to come later – my goal is to get at least one site less than a month behind this next week…
Hopes, dreams, and other things I’d like to do in the future…
Also, I was looking at my extremely old online resume and, just out of curiosity, I dialed up the voicemail box from my old job to see who they’d re-assigned it to…and apparently it’s still under my name! Sadly, no new messages or anything, but I guess that just goes to show you how out of touch that company was. 😛
Trample off, eh!
Heed my words – if you don’t own the Brother Bear DVD, then you need to stop whatever you’re doing and go get yourself a copy right now!!!
Done?!
I watched this movie twice this weekend, and not just because it was a great animated film, mind you! The story was touching and the graphics were superb, but the real gold here is in the audio commentary, and I can already tell what you’re thinking because I thought the exact same thing. I own well over a hundred DVDs and I’ve actually listened to the commentaries on maybe four of them because, really, who cares about how difficult the lighting conditions were to shoot under or what Demi Moore’s like before she’s had her coffee? Nonetheless, this commentary is a little different…
How so, you ask? Well, this particular commentary was actually done Mystery Science Theater 3000-style by the two hilarious moose from the story, Rutt and Tuke (although you might remember them a bit better as Bob and Doug McKenzie of Strange Brew). They basically spend the entire length of the movie making comments (hence commentary), poking fun at each other, and generally screwing around – I think I can honestly say that I had more fun watching this than I did watching the actually movie…and I did like the movie, too.
It’s been twenty-some years since the world has gotten to experience those fellas from The Great White North, and it was sure a hoot to see hear them back on screen again. Buy it now – it’ll be the best twenty bucks you’ve spent in a while…no pun intended…
It’s on, baby!
Well, it’s now official – as of 5:00 PM, the Battle of the Bulge has begun and this time, I’m not taking no for an answer…
After four months two years of making absolutely ziltch for progress in the game of weight loss, I had the bright idea to kick things up a notch and make it all a little more interesting. You see, Kurt has been wanting to lose the poundage for a while now, too, so we’ve opted to make a bit of a competition out of it. The goal – lose 30 lbs. before the other guy. The prize – more or less, an all-expenses-paid trip to Disney World. Sweet, eh?
I can tell already that I’m going to have to do some shopping this weekend and restock my kitchen with some healthier foods, but it should all be worth it in the end. Even if I don’t win (which I will), if this is the motivation that it takes to whittle this gut back down into something that doesn’t scare the kids at the beach, then so be it! I’ll be sure to make regular reports as the pounds melt away, so wish me luck!
And not a moment too soon!
I just finished my taxes…finally.
I feel a little better about my federal return, though, as I managed to whittle it down to the point where I only had to write a check for $51 and honestly, I’m just absolutely tickled pink by that! Of course, the entire return ended up being NINE PAGES LONG and it took me roughly three months to fill out, but at least it’ll be a little easier for next year, right?
That having been said, the State of Michigan can kiss my ass!!! The money I made up there wasn’t even comparable to what I get down here, and yet those greedy fucks managed to get a chunk of it anyways. Sure, it looks like they’re dividing things up equally when you’re filling the forms out, but all I know is that I wrote a similar check to the State that was only $10 shy of my federal return, which is absolutely ridiculous. Well, enjoy it while you can, guys, because that was the last year that you’ll be getting a dime from me…
Thank God it’s finally over for another year!
Peter Cottontail and such…
[Late weekend post … deal with it.]
What an interesting Easter holiday, I’ll tell ya! Kurt and Nikki were kind enough to invite me over to their family gathering because the commute would’ve been a bit much for me, and it’s certainly nice to see that my family isn’t the only dysfunctional one on the block! Not so much fighting, per se, but they’ve definitely got their “less-favorite family members” just like we do…but nonetheless, it was a fun afternoon – definitely nice to get out of the house. We hid eggs for the kids, played a little darts, and ate lots of food – and I made my famous deviled eggs, which went over fabulously!
Easter never was that big of a holiday for us, but after seeing the other perspective by watching the kids, I can see the appeal – not just yet, though…
Back to the Future
God, I love this book!
In the Year 2000…
- An entomologist will discover a new social structure among honeybees – there are queens, workers, drones, and pollen whores.
- The military changes its “don’t ask, don’t tell” policy in favor of the controversial “prove you’re gay, I’ll be waiting in the foxhole” policy.
- After millions of years of stability, the food chain will suddenly reverse. Zebras will hunt down lions. Pop-Tarts will hunt down man.
- A desperate, sex-starved Monica Lewinsky will be spotted licking rocks at the base of Mount Rushmore.
- Plants will stop relying on sunlight, soil, and water when they taste their first chili dog.
- In the most unwelcome medical breakthrough ever, a cure is finally found for obesity: nudism.
- Plants the world over will stop producing oxygen in an attempt to rid the earth of “the Michael Bolton Problem.”
And last but not least…
- After several cohosts of The View disappear mysteriously, new cohosts are warned not to accept Star Jones’s traditional welcoming gift: a sleeping bag made of French bread.
…not so friendly after all…
I don’t like even admitting this, but I reluctantly joined…Friendster the other night.
Mind you, this was the same service that I mocked a year or whatever ago, but a friend of mine made a convincing argument and I actually fell for it! It turns out, however, that Friendster has another interesting feature, along with allowing folks to network via e-mail with other friends, and that feature is that every time I loaded their page, I somehow could no longer view graphics on any web page until I rebooted Internet Explorer! I first thought it was just their problem because I had difficulty loading a lot of the photos, but then I went to my own site and suddenly couldn’t see anything of mine, either, and that just doesn’t sit well for my ego at all!
So for the three friends of mine that use Friendster, it’s back to regular, old e-mail-ster for now because I’m never, ever visiting that “service” again. If I need to reboot just to check out a little porn in between friends, then it simply isn’t worth my time…
Yaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!
Sunburn…shower…knee-caps…scalding…pain.
And people wonder why I don’t go outside more?!