Archive for October, 2006

I’m writing this only for myself.

Monday, October 30th, 2006

I share an office with a very good guy; a bit older than me, married, father of three. He's a big Red Sox fan, listens to Johnny Cash at his desk sometimes, drives a van, brings home pizza from Little Caesar's once a week or so, and coaches his kids' ...

Cats on Monday.

Monday, October 30th, 2006

Yet again, Erik Martin saves the day.

An honest assessment.

Friday, October 27th, 2006

I stayed out far too late last night with Lauren and Jeremy. We did a good job of not talking shop for like, ten minutes. Sometimes I get a little caught up in my little imaginary world where my guidelines for What Should Happen get to make all the decisions. And ...

Not much help.

Thursday, October 26th, 2006

I've been thinking a lot about        . I've been         and        , but        . I'm         much more often, which is a sure sign of        . I'm concerned about my        . I check         and         probably more than I should. I         in hopes that I        . I get         when        . I think I        .

Sunday, average Sunday.

Sunday, October 22nd, 2006

Accomplished everything I set out to do today, which won't sound quite as impressive once you're done reading. It's slowly sliding into blue sweatshirt weather, which I welcome. You may have known that my trademark is the blue hooded zip-front sweatshirt, but did you know that I currently own three of ...

My perspicacity has atrophied.

Friday, October 20th, 2006



Back on the imaginary horse.

Sunday, October 15th, 2006

Last night, I improvised on stage for the first time in, what, four-and-a-half months? It went pretty well — I've been fortunate to work with a couple of awesome dudes, and our show was good enough to take down the coveted CageMatch championship button. So that was nice. I'm committing myself ...

I don’t have to leave the house for the excitement to find me.

Saturday, October 14th, 2006

It was time to stop putting things off and start cleaning my kitchen, so I put on my not-fucking-around headband, cranked the Justin Timberlake, and got to work. Doorbell! Doorbell! What the shit? I put my sponge down, put my jeans on, and got the door. A travelling saleswoman! What a charming ...

People I didn’t know were dead until recently.

Wednesday, October 11th, 2006

Harry Browne, the man for whom I cast my first vote for President. Died March 1st, 2006. Craig "Ironhead" Heyward, NFL running back, pitchman for Zest body wash. ("But Ironhead, what's with this thingie?") Died May 27th, 2006. Bummers.

The picture makes a strong case.

Wednesday, October 11th, 2006

All praise to Ted Hobgood.