Good evening.

Good evening.
First off, I do not know how one forgets they are doing laundry. Perhaps I'm in the minority here, but when I have clothes in the machine it never leaves my mind that they are there. But I go down to the laundry room and there, both machines are full, and i know that they were there come five o' clock. So, if not being able to forget that I have clothing in a washing machine isn't weird enough. I also have an aversion to touching other people's clothes. So, it goes without saying that I will either be staying up really late to do laundry, or finding my cleanest dirty clothes to wear tomorrow.

Three new additions to the house. Three fish to be exact. It's sort of neat having them there to watch. Of course, the placotomus does absolutely nothing. I might add a few more fish to the tank. One or two. I went and looked today at what would be able to survive with the ones I already have. Not many. We'll see.


That is it for today children. Have a good night.

My head hates the rest of me.

Hello.
So last night, Charlie sends me an IM to tell me he has a headache. I then tell him how I haven't really had a migrane in almost a year or more, and was quite happy about that.

So last night I was thinking that I'd like a day to just clean up my apartment, it's really messy, to the point of really bothering me. I then thought I hadn't called in sick to work for a long time, I could do that and spend the day cleaning. Then I thought that it'd bother me to call in sick if I wasn't actually feeling the slightest bit ill. (Yes, I am a figure of high morales...you should all look up to me).

Then about two o' clock this morning, I has having trouble staying asleep, such as always sort of drifting there, and then sort of waking up, but never completely in one realm or the other. Eventually I wake up to my head in absolute pain. Then I got up to get some aspirin and my stomach started hurting from the pain in my head. I sat in the bathroom for about half an hour hoping to throw up, but all I did was completely tear my throat up. It still hurts a bit.

I woke up at about six thirty and emailed in that I probably wouldn't be into work today. Then fell back to sleep until about one this afternoon. It's now near four PM, my head still hurts, but no in an annoying way, and not a "my head hates the rest of me" sort of way. Plus I'm still dizzy a bit. I think I can handle being plain old sick over having the headache from hell though.

Oh well, what is a person to do really.

That's all I got really.

Until later.

Laugh, damn it!

I found this pretty funny. (click on it to get the full joke)

Laugh, damn it!

I found this pretty funny.

A Youtube version of a serious talk.

I really liked this so I thought I would share. That's my sappy quotient for the year used up.

The world whispers to me.

Amazon has been recommending to me CD's with sea chanties and pirate music. I think the world is trying to tell me something.



A sailor I shall become.




'Cept I can't swim.


I shall stay home.

With a heavy heart, he wrote this blog entry.

I watched "For Your Consideration" this afternoon. I was quite excited as it was the new Christopher Guest(A Mighty Wind, Best in Show, Waiting for Guffman, he came up with Spinal Tap, though it was directed by Rob Reiner). Also, to double the anticipation, Ricky Gervais is in this movie. I suppose if one is to have "heroes", I'd claim him as one of mine.

So I sit down, ready to enjoy this movie. I pop it in and sit down. Fifteen minutes in, I'm a bit bored and haven't laughed. I figured, "okay, it needs time to warm up. Best in Show took awhile to start being really funny."

About half an hour in, and still, plot wise nothing has really happened, and I don't care about the characters at all, and none of them are really "quirky". Wait, here comes Fred Willard! He'll bring the funny.

Nope. What the hell?

The plot meanders around Oscar buzz on this movie that is being made. I thought this could lead to a lot of scenes of Hollywood magazine shows, and just a parody of the general "Hollywood" ideals. Nope. Nothing.

I'm in hour in, and I hear in the movie that an important person from the studio is going to be on set soon. In the background...yes...I see that bulbous face, and giant grin. There he is, it's Ricky, so I know I'll be laughing and this movie will at least be lifted to an "I was entertained" level.

Nope. It was like he was told "Be in a suit, be British, and sort of do a David Brent type thing." Now, he's not a one trick pony. Extras proved that Gervais can get away from the "stuffy, full of himself" character that Brent was. But this was just not funny. A bit later, he's hitting on that big breasted blonde that's been in most of Guest's movies. She usually plays a vapid well to do woman in his movies(I'm too lazy to look up her real name). Even that wasn't funny.

The movie ends and thank goodness. I'm really sad to say, that this is one of the worst movies I've seen in awhile. I'm a huge Guest fan so I hope he gets back on track on his next movie, or I may just cry. All right, not really.

So perhaps next I'll do a review of an album or a book or something. Who knows. I need something bad to insight me to write something I guess.

Until again.

Right. This is a blog.

So, I plan on writing in this thing more. We'll see how that goes.

Birthday is coming up, not sure what I'm going to do. A lot of people wouldn't be there because of Valentine's Day. Though yesterday Simon said that his wife asked him what they were going to do for Valentine's Day, and he told her "I don't know what you are doing, but I'm going to celebrate Rob's birthday."

Today I thought it would be cool if Alec Baldwin did your voicemail message. If he ever hits the skids, perhaps he could go into this business.

The events for today. Work was a typical day. I had something confirmed that I thought I was correct on. Had someone ask me if I thought a styrofoam cup would melt in microwave. I said I wasn't sure, and if it did melt, she can't blame me. I wonder sometimes if the people I don't really talk to all that much at work think of me as this stuffy, don't trust anyone type. Not that I care, as I don't talk to them.

Came home and watch TV that I had taped Thursday night. The American version of "The Office" is starting to grow on me. It will never take the place of the original, but right now it's all right, and makes me laugh. 30 Rock is good, except for Tracey Morgan. I wonder when he's given a part, if he says "this isn't stereotyped enough, I'll black that up for you." Or maybe he isn't a good actor, he's just good at playing Tracey Morgan. Who knows.

Tonight is the only other night of TV that I watch. Studio 60 is on. I hope this show makes the cut for another season. It's probably my favourite show that's on right now.

Lost starts this Wednesday. We'll see if it can keep my attention again. It did a good job in the first half of the season. I read that next year it is going to do like HBO and a lot of cable networks do, and FOX's 24, and that is play the season straight through, no repeats until the season is over.

Also, was flipping channels earlier and notice that FOX is back. When did that happen? (Can you tell how much I turn on the TV).

w00t. 2007 is off to a great start.

Dad usually will call me when he sees something on TV he thinks is stupid, or something he thinks I will find funny, or if he sees something he thinks I will like. Well, let me rephrase that. He will call me when he sees something he think I will like, based on my tastes when I was in high school. No big deal, that was the last time he was around me for a long period of time, so that's what he thinks I still like.

So, Dad called me tonight to tell me about watching a bit of "Enterprise", the last TV incarnation of the Star Trek franchise. He called to tell me that he didn't like that the Enterprise on that show looks better than Kirk's Enterprise and that they should of made it look older. Plus he had some other complaints that he didn't like. We talked a bit about that. Then talked a little bit about what's going on. Then he asked if I wanted to talk to Mom.

So Mom gets on the phone and does the typical, "so how are you?" and whatnot. Then she says, "he won't tell you this, but I will. He almost had a stroke awhile ago." My reply was "What?" She then says louder "A STROKE". I then say "I heard you, I'm just shocked". She then said it was the Friday before New Years. He was going to go work at the bar, and he told Mom he felt a bit dizzy and his arm on one side felt really numb and the other side hurt a lot. He then went to pick up his friend to go the bar(the friend owns the bar). They get to the bar and Dad says, "I have to go the hospital". So, Dad goes to pick up Mom and they go to the emergency room and they take him right back. The normal top number of blood pressure(diostolic...i think that's the bottom one) should be about 120. Dad's was right at 220. They gave him some medicine and said had he waited any longer he probably would of had the stroke. Mom said that she thinks that he was already starting to have it. I then said it looks as if all those years in medical school are paying off(yes, even with bad news I have to be a smart ass.)

Dad gets back on and we talk a bit more. He then says "we'll see you near your birthday. Or you might see your new Dad, depending on how things go." He then says he's been telling Mom that if he dies, she'll probably wait two days and get married again. Forget her kids she had with him and just take on the new husbands kids. Yes, always with the sass.

So yeah, 2007 is off to a good start.