Wednesday, June 07, 2006
I'm thinking I need to buy myself a treat. What do you guys think? Camera lens? Video game system? Wild weekend of debauchery in Vegas? Spinning rims for my bike? Scratch 'n Sniff stickers?
Monday, June 05, 2006
The public shower is not the place to practice your standing toe touch stretches.
To the student with my email on speed-dial (I know, I know, but you get it, right?):
The answers to all of the questions you asked are on the syllabus, on the website, and on page 2 of the reader. You lose 10% of your grade for being a twit.
To the guy behind me in line:
Yeah, you probably should have waited for the tests to come back, because it sounds like she wasn't that umm... healthy.
After the student left, I thought that perhaps leaving off shaving for the weekend, wearing a beat up shirt and ragged jeans (hey, I don't have class on Mondays - I have no class to begin with - har har har) and having a desk buried in crap doesn't present a particularly inspiring image to the world. At least she called me "Mr. Overread" and not "Professor Overread" - That's already happened once and it freaked me out.
6.07km - 28'39"
6.05km - 28'42"
8.25km - 39'50"
Ah yes… Thanks Camera Obscura. I did my best to drop off the face of the earth this weekend and didn’t post a quiz. Bad, bad Overread… (fun typo – I originally typed “drop off the farce of the earth.” Fits a little better if you ask me)
#2 – Well, it is Tom Petty…it was… “Don’t Do Me Like That!”
#7 – “El Paso,” Marty Robbins – another one of those songs with a story – Ah, nice…
#10 I have no clue about who sung “Momma Told Me Not To Come” first, Three Dog Night or Tom Jones. I would guess Three Dog Night, but that’s just a guess.
Alrighty – here we go – some easy ones and a couple of hard ones mixed in!
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
2 Super Bonus Geek Points for anyone who gets this one
The fools that think the worst is over
They won't live to be much older
Why do they remain, why do they remain
Everything is ready, everyone that's cominghas been safely brought on board
Like to tell ya about my baby
You know she comes around
She about five feet four
A-from her head to the ground
Baby, I think tonight
We can take what is wrong and make it right
Baby, it's all I know
That you're half of the flesh and blood that makes me whole
In my life there’s been heartache and pain
I don’t know if I can face it again
Can’t stop now, I’ve traveled so far
To change this lonely life
Happening to me
My friends say I’m acting peculiarly
I bought a ticket to the world
But now I’ve come back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line?
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I’m sure I heard his echo
In my baby’s new born tears
I want a doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
10 Yeah, yeah, ok, I had to add this one after #9 – Cheap laugh, I know :)
Neon on my naked skin, passing silhouettes
Of strange illuminated mannequins
Shall I stay here at the zoo
Or should I go and change my point of view
Sunday, June 04, 2006
I thought I might be able to get something done when the sun went down. The sun went down, but it never cooled off.
I remember when I was little, when it would get really hot at night I would get out of bed and put a sheet on the ground and just lay down on top of it with the fan turned on high blowing right on me. I could never get to sleep on nights like that. miserable miserable miserable. It was almost that bad last night.
This morning I figured I needed to get the blood flowing, so I went on a longish bike ride to a guilty pleasure spot for brunch. I'd hit the cafe nearby to work. When I got there I realized I left my wallet at home. Ugh. I had enough to eat, but not enough for anything else. So. long bike ride home to get the wallet and then short bike ride to the local Bucks o' Star to work. That's where I am now. Still hot. Still unhappy. Still not getting any work done.