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Thursday, December 27th, 2007
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3:28 pm - Holiday conversations with Mom, #116
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On the phone, prior to Thanksgiving weekend
ME: Hi Mom.
MOM: Well, look who it is. I thought you forgot about us.
ME: I just talked to Dad last night. You were home.
MOM: Oh, well I was at church.
ME: That’s what he said.
MOM: Are you coming home for Thanksgiving?
ME: Yes, but I haven’t decided when yet. I need to bring the car home, but you guys have to be there to take me to pick up the rental car to get back here.
MOM: Don’t you have a way to get up here?
ME: Yes, I’m brining Nana’s car back, remember? So, I need a car to get back to DC.
MOM: Well, are you going to rent one or what?
ME: Yeah, but the closest one is at the airport, so I need a ride there the day that I go back.
MOM: Well, yeah.
ME: So if I come home on Thanksgiving, you’d have to give me a ride Friday morning when you leave for Lancaster.
MOM: We go away Friday morning…
ME: I know…
MOM: We go to the Postcard Show every year.
ME: I know, that’s what I was saying.
MOM: So we won’t be here.
ME: I understand
MOM: Do you want me to get Dad?
ME: Well, what time are you leaving?
MOM: We’re not going anywhere.
ME: No, I mean or the postcard show.
MOM: Well, Friday morning, I guess.
ME: Yeah but what time? First thing or like at Noon…
MOM: Sherwood!
ME: Mom, I just need to know what time…
MOM: We usually leave at around 9 am.
ME: That’s all I needed to know.
MOM: He’s outside, he’s coming in.
ME: He doesn’t need to…
MOM: You two can talk about it, because I’m not involved in this.
ME: Isn’t it your idea to go to this thing every year?
MOM: Well, yeah.
ME: So…
MOM: Here’s your Dad.
DAD: Hey.
ME: Hey. What do you do when you go to this Postcard show?
DAD: I sit in the car and read the paper while your Mom goes inside to look at stuff.
ME: Right. See you on Thanksgiving.
DAD: OK.
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| Monday, April 11th, 2005
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12:10 pm - G minor is the happiest of all the keys
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ok, one more entry and then i really am going to shut this baby down. (its been a nice run and you can still find me at my email address on my info page).
I've been practicing with a new band and am hoping to finally release my CD this summer -- but on a personal note, I have finally lived the dream. Friday night in Baltimore, Glenn Tilbrook, he of Squeeze and my favorite songwriter to rip off left and right, yanked me on stage to play rhythm guitar on "Take Me, I'm Yours". I think I played some sort of weird octave crap while the band basically whipped into a frenzy to end the song (and the encore and the night). I leaned back farther than I thought possible (for maximum effect in rockin posture) and did more pete townsend windmills than was appropriate by any system of rockstar fantasy measurement. In the end, I received thanks from the entire band, including glen, as well as a post-song hug from his very very good looking female bass player.
Life is neat.
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| Friday, April 1st, 2005
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9:50 am - nice shows finish last
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the american version of "the office" was on bravo last night, first two episodes. this show will not survive. whereas the british version exhibited a mastery of tone and pacing to go along with its well-defined characters, the american version just seems to be teetering between two different feels, unable to decide if its should be a less tense version of its beautifully awkward british counterpart or a snappier, more crisp, more pronounced version with a few extra jokes, a few less pauses and "yeah, we know its deadpan but we secretly think its funny" vibe that arrested development has already cornered the market on. either one would be ok. trying to do both, as it feels like the show is stuck trying to do, will never work.
steve karrel, despite not having cracked a smile in about 6 years between his commercial and daily show work, just does not give you the assurance that he really is the office manager character that ricky gervais played to painful perfection as david brent. all the while you watch karrel, you can't help but think "look, he's trying to be funny". with gervais, you think "is this guy for real?" that uncertainly that its too funny / too awful to be true WAS the driving force of the british version. "i think that guy's serious." true, it may be to karrel's detriment that his face is more well-known than garvais's was the first time you saw it. but, in comedy, there's nothing sabotages humor more quickly than insincerity. david brent couldn't go two sentences without having to clarify or cover his ass and that made his character that much worse. he's still trying to be your friend and you might even fall for it one day. karrel is the guy you have no problem staying away from. bad karma for a lead character.
the american version is like a slightly nicer fella than the brit verz. watch it and you think "aw, how sweet. this show doesn't take itself too seriously."
and that, my friends, is what will kill it.
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| Thursday, March 31st, 2005
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1:35 pm - next time, "invest" in lunch
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everything was fine. i had my chicken sandwich with fries and a sprite. i was going to eat then leave without incident until the dude behind me, who ignores the rules of sentence structure and apparently insists on using no plurals whatsoever decided that he had a problem that everyone needed to know about.
EXCUSE ME, PLEASE! I ORDER THE FIVE CHICKEN TENDER AND I RECEIVE NOT FIVE CHICKEN TENDER! I OPEN BOX AND FIND TWO TENDER STUCK TOGETHER ON TOP OF EACH OTHER SUCH AS SOME TENDER HUMP I SHOULD NOT SEE! THIS IS NOT MY WAY! THIS IS NOT MY WAY, MY FRIEND! I DEMAND TO HAVE THE REGULAR FIVE CHICKEN TENDER, NOT THIS TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TENDER SHIT! IS SHIT!
the order taker, an awkward kid with no sense of cultural differences, looks on in a haze for a moment as if to say "sir, unless you spend more than $4 on your lunch, you can't expect to have a say it how its delivered to you." then, he reaches behind the counter to grab one of the junior whopper coupon stashed there for special pricks just like this, and attempts to counter the situation with appeasement. in a lost moment, my soda has spilled over the side of my tray, ruining some of my fries and assuring me the rest of my afternoon will concern the cleaning of my shoes, socks and pants in some way, shape, or form.
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| Wednesday, March 30th, 2005
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4:14 pm - urge to post un-apropos thoughts rising
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i think my new favorite girls name is jocelyn. next time a female introduces themselves as "jocelyn" to me, i will build them a cake or something. gosh!
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| Monday, March 28th, 2005
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11:35 am - breakdancing
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| Thursday, March 24th, 2005
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4:08 pm - i totally saw nothing, bro
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11:30 am - temporary embargo embargo
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things discovered in the last month or so
-don't order red wine at IOTA
-"sideways" was trememdously overrated. how is this not the same movie as swingers?
-politics gets boring right after an election
-the wonderland ballroom is the best bar in dc
-tendenitis does not go away when you quarterback regularly
-the sound at the black cat sucks
-its not wrong to be territorial
-jay: if you've got guitar pedals you're not using anymore, we should talk
-obsessions can come from outta nowhere: my morning jacket, for instance
-savannah has the largest historic district in the U.S. (and a pretty one at that)
-charleston sc looks like a cleaner version of philadelphia
-beer: still off it
-memphis is truly a destination to be excited about traveling to
-playing in a band is way more fun than flying solo -- i always knew it
in other news: ha ha, i don't think so... scarlett johanneson, a nine seed?
happy easter.
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| Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005
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4:52 pm - this is not an update
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| Thursday, December 30th, 2004
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8:27 am - just to clarify
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| Wednesday, December 22nd, 2004
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12:22 pm - closed for business
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i have been thinking alot about my aquaintence in boston lately, and not just because she's a funny, attractive lass, but because she has a story to tell and she doesn't know that i know about it. when she was a senior in high school, her parents died of cancer within two months of each other, her mom on her 17th birthday. despite all this and two younger siblings to worry about, she graduated at the top of her class, was homecoming queen and went on to graduate again with honors from BU and now works at harvard. she is both inspiring and puzzling.
this is what i think: i think most everyone i know understands that i at least have the best intentions. rather go into the litany, i'll leave it at that. here's my last thought of the year:
if you want me, you got me. otherwise, i'm not going to worry about it.
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| Tuesday, December 21st, 2004
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10:08 am - yeah, right
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ladies and gentlemen, distinguished colleagues, members of the board of directors & guests, all of whom i'm so sure were invited in the first place-
yeah, it's sooooooooo great that you decided to grace us with all your presenses here at our annual meeting. what would we ever do without you? an organization is its membership and you are our membership -- how lucky are we? -- and so i guess we're stuck with each other. no, no, its nooooooooo problem at all. don't worry about it.
our state of the organization? pshaw! you care, sure. we're going strong...and i'm a member of the albanian royal family. where do i pick up my oil check and laugh all the way to the bank?
in the future, don't worry, our plans won't affect your exciting lives at all. have no concern for us or our budget, its survives without your help or "generousity."
whatever.
NSS
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| Monday, December 20th, 2004
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3:27 pm - yikes
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10:24 am - best holiday bottom-out ever
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anyone have a car they want to give me? mine don't work no more.
there's not much left to go wrong, now.
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| Friday, December 17th, 2004
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1:24 pm - sucker punches
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9:49 am - say goodbye to your friday
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| Thursday, December 16th, 2004
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11:09 am - it's gettin cold in here, so take off all your washington dc baseball clothes
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| Wednesday, December 15th, 2004
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10:21 am - gentlemen, start your...uh...uh...
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| Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
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1:18 pm - you better recognize
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some dude, walking towards me in the hallway, nodded. i didn't pay much attention. as he got closer, he slowed down and more deliberately nodded again. i nodded back, then moved on.
i was being held at nod point.
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10:46 am - when principle and practicality have it out
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