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Thursday, June 23, 2005

when naptime goes wrong

I think most everyone enjoys a good nap now and then, especially college kids. People give us way too much credit because we pretty much act like we're in kindergarten. That aside, naptime can take a turn for the worst if you aren't careful.
Have you ever taken a 3-4 hour nap (long enough for you sleep off immediate consciousness of the day's events), and then woken up precisely at that time of evening where the PM sky looks very much the same as the AM sky from earlier that day? Well, I did that today (Thursday) - fell asleep after class at about 4pm, and then woke up at about 7:30pm. I thought it was Friday morning at 7:30am and started flipping out, running around in circles, because I have to leave for class at 9:30am. It hit me like a ton of bricks that there was no possible way I could finish all the work I had left in 2 hrs, and was absolutely convinced that I was going to fail summer school English Lit. I have a 3-4 page paper and a take home test due, and all I've finished so far is a 2nd revision of the rough draft for the paper. Then I noticed the clock on my computer still said Thursday, and after shaking my head a few times in utter confusion, I realized I had only been asleep for about 3 hours, and that the sun was setting, not rising. Damn it. The mind can play evil tricks on you when least expect it...

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

biking is way better than running

I've been involved in at least one sport or another since I was a little kid, but for the most part I wasn't any good at them. I could always do one part well because I had decent hand-eye coordination, but lacked in other areas due to inattention and apathy. I guess it always had to do with whether or not the action was focused on me; in baseball I was a good hitter, but a crappy fielder. In basketball, a good shooter but a crappy defender. Too small for football, lost interest in soccer after elementary school. In fact, the only thing I could play well was tennis, until I broke my collar bone. In tennis exactly 1/2 of the action is focused on you, and it relies very heavily upon hand-eye coordination (without the possibility of ever having to run more than about 25 feet). Anyway, the wayward point of the story is that I have always hated running. It sucks. I know it's really good exercise, but I can't force myself to like it. Treadmills are the worst; at least when you run outside the scenery changes. I have and always will love a good bike ride, and I used to go all the time back home around the lake in Dallas. And no matter who goes with me, they get left in the dust. It's so much better than running, and I've figured out why - on a bike, *if* you get tired, you can coast for a minute or so. On foot, *when* you get tired, if you try to coast even for one second, you're going to trip and fall flat on your face.

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

ringtones for retards

I've come to the conclusion that music ringtones for your cell phone are the biggest load of crap as far as accessorizing any of your personal possessions. What person in their right mind wants to pay $2-3 for a song they just get to hear a part of only when someone calls, which can't be transferred to any other device? It amazes me that people are that stupid enough to buy music ringtones knowing that downloading songs from iTunes or elsewhere costs $1 or less and you get to listen to the whole thing whenever you want. In fact, it's so widespread that you can't even buy "normal" sounding ringtones. You're stuck with the ones that came with your phone. Even so, no one else around you really wants to hear a rap song about bitches and whores keeping it real on the west side with a g-string eating chicken wings (or whatever they do) every time you get a phone call. That's almost as bad as driving around town with your windows down, music all the way up. You're not doing us any favors by playing it for all to hear, jackass.
To me, having a song play on my phone when someone tries to call me is like having my toilet read me my email whenever I lift the lid to take a really big shit. It's totally unnecessary. If you want to listen to music, get a portable mp3 player and some headphones. The worst thing about music ringtones is whenever your phone isn't near you, you can't hear it. Ringers (the real kind) are designed to interrupt the normal flow of sound in everyday life, just like alarm clocks, to alert you for a reason. You might say that "oh, but alarm clocks play music too, what do you think about that, smartass?" Well, when I set my alarm clock to play music, I make sure it's music I don't like (i.e. country), because otherwise there's no way I'm actually going to wake up.


name on a credit card

I've worked in restaurants for about a year and a half now, and during that time I've seen some pretty damn funny names on credit cards. Last night wins the grand prize: I had a customer named "Fauna Beavers." As I stood for a moment in disbelief at the computer while closing out her ticket (trying not to laugh), I was thinking there's no way her parents could have done that by accident. Come on, with a last name like "Beavers" you have to be really careful with what you put in front of it. Naturally, I showed it to people that were working that night, but the girls didn't get it. Go figure.
Anyway, I just thought it'd be funny if I ran into her one day outside of work, and asked, "hey, are you Fauna Beavers?" She would reply "yes..." and of course I'd say "that's awesome, me too!" Heh, heh, gotta love juvenile humor. Maybe she'll come back sometime to eat with her friend Alotta Fagina from Austin Powers...


new-b-logger

I've always been a good writer, and until now, most of my random thoughts have been organized into away messages via AIM. I'm jumping on the blogging bandwagon because away messages get old after awhile, and after formatting my hard drive a few times I've lost most of my good ones. Plus, I think it would be nice to have some extra features like picture posting, archiving, etc. So, here is my boring 1st-time-poster post. For all you seasoned blogging pros out there, let me know if you have any suggestions, and feel free to comment on my postings. I like agreement, but opposition is even better! Bitch!