Author: Thom

Oh, I definitely “got my game on” yesterday – got it right on my thumb indeed. I don’t think that sentence started out very cool, but it definitely lost whatever meager “cool points” it had once I used that dash.

Lisa and I are both trying to “get back in shape” before the wedding. It’s not like we’re two grotesque blobs of shapeless fat, but neither of us are going to be mistaken for people who have been to the gym in the last few years, either. With her yoga background, Lisa’s far better off than me doing all that stretching and stuff – I’m done 10 minutes into an hour session. And that’s on a “limber” day – yes, I’m feeling quite generous with the quotes and dashes today.

Instead I’ve been bangin’ around the rock at work. No, not the crack cocaine – BASKETBALL! It’s always been my favorite sport to play, regardless of my inability to shoot consistently. But after numerous free throw contests, we decided to play something that would actually require us to move for some reason other than the ball was rolling down the hill into the swamps that surround our facility. Okay, we did play a couple games of elimination (everybody takes a turn at the free throw line – if you miss it, you have to try to make a layup before the next person makes their free throw or you are eliminated) that resulted in Edmond tackling me, but there was still no defense. Yesterday we upped the ante by playing 21.

An hour and a half of that and I am a bruised and battered man. Who would have thought that years of inactivity would result in difficulty with even the most basic of physical efforts? It wouldn’t be so bad if I had won a game, but my shooting managed to stall everytime I broke 15 points. And once my left thumb moved into a position it clearly wasn’t meant for, nothing I put up was going to drop through that thoroughly unforgiving rim.

Today I’ll have to tape it up – which will make it look really cool as I get to brag about my b’ball injury. It also means that I must learn to live as cows do – without opposable thumbs. How will I ever use the space bar again?!?! Considering the gash I got last Saturday helping Mark with some demo work in his place, I should be forced to hunt and peak with my nose pretty soon.

Back to the geek’s like for me…

Why would you send me this ad? Why would you send anyone that ad? Is that picture of Toby Keith supposed to get people interested in country music? Because right now it appears to be confirming all of the stereotypes – I think I’ll pass.

My earlier post got swallowed by an accidental browser closing, so I’ll make this one fast. I’ve been chosen, but Lisa has not. Oddly enough, the notice came the same day as Lisa and I headed back into Manhattan to try again as a couple. Fortunately the test was exactly the same – so the fear that we wouldn’t both make it through this time disappeared quickly. Although we got a bit of a scare as we were two of the last ones called through. I think we did well on the interview, but that remains to be seen.

Regardless, none of this means anything yet. I’m simply in the conestant pool, waiting for the chance to actually be called up for the show. That’s why we tried again – I like our chances better in the much smaller couples pool.

Currently I’m watching Munich. My previous rental from Netflix was Capote. Before that was Good Night, Good Luck. Anyone see a pattern? I need to re-order my queue…

I don’t really have much to do today other than relax, so I was half tempted to throw up an open invite for anyone who wanted to drop by and accompany me in a day of bad TV and good alcohol. Then I thought maybe I could actually work on a few projects today, so I decided to fly solo instead. Rather than affording me the time and energy to… I don’t know… accomplish something, it just let me sit on my ass uncleansed until I finally broke down and headed over to Wendy’s and hour or so ago. In the meantime, SciFi is having one of their usual marathons.

Right now I’m watching that classic movie about the businessman who gets some scientists to clone prehistoric beasts in order to create a big park filled with the creatures – you know, for the kids. Anywho, the system crashes, power goes out, creatures get loose, and people lose heads and guts. That’s right, I’m talking ’bout Attack of the Sabretooth. What, you were thinking of something else? Sadly, this movie manages to make the “original” Sabretooth look like a quality flick – but maybe that’s just because it starred Sawyer (I just love those random, pre-Lost appearances).

Oh man, that was the absolute silliest death scene I’ve ever seen. The guy gets killed by a giant tooth from a sabretooth statue falling on his head (through his wide-open, screaming mouth). The thing looked like it was “rendered” in MS Paint. What an ending…

At least I got to start the day with some good, old-fashioned Bruce “Don’t Call Me Ash” Campbell. That’s a great way to get me pumped for the impending release of Brisco County, Jr. on DVD! And now, I am gifted with a Lorenzo Lamas film – what a country!

If there was ever a site that totally lived up to its name, it’s Cute Overload. Oh my goodness, how freakin’ adorable! Lisa and I spent plenty of time awwing last night at the sickening sweetness of it all. I need to go through my photos and submit a couple.

But the whole thing was kicked off because of this… I can’t even come up with any new ways to say cute… this cute clip:

And just in case you missed the previous one making the rounds, another sleepy kitten:

Gates is stepping down. That’s right, the man himself is letting go of that crushing grip he has on the software development out in Redmond. I almost didn’t believe it, but Slashdot is already being flooded with lame jokes and pointless pretentions of intellect in response.

I’m not gleeful in the sense that I view Gates as an enemy; but after reading a recent article that pointed to him as one of the forces holding back the creative flow from Microsoft, I can’t help but feel good things will come of this.

Kottke put it best. I’m not going to talk about it at all, and I’ve done a fairly good job of ignoring it. I recommend everybody else following suit. There is absolutely no reason to waste anytime on trolls – no matter how big and nasty (or grotesquely anorexic as the case may be).

I am currently watching Mean Girls. This wouldn’t be so embarassing, except that it’s like the tenth time I’ve seen it. It’s like totally bad candy that’s rotting my teeth, and not even all that good tasting, but I don’t care because, well, Lindsay’s slamming. There are some really funny moments, and some realistic high school things, but overall it’s just… awkwardly humorous? At least for someone of my advanced years.

The one thing that really bothers me about the film is the two hot chicks making out… wait… no… that’s definitely not what bothers me. At least, not in the traditional sense. In a word, it’s Rachelmcadams. She looks cute in other films (at least the trailers I’ve seen), but give me a freakin’ break. The woman is my age, and she’s playing alongside girls a decade younger. AND IT SHOWS!!! Please, it’s bad enough when you fill a high school with 30 year-old actors *COUGH*90210*COUGH*, but when only one of them is significantly older… that’s just kinda sad.

Goodbye Jessie. We miss you already.

Shadow is still going strong, and I’m sure it’s only a matter of time before we get him a new companion – but Teddy and Jessie will always remain the original goobers:

Today is about a week shy of the 1 year anniversary of Teddy’s death.

Jessie fought pretty hard since we noticed the stone. We had to put Teddy to sleep not much more than a week after the issue first developed. Jessie lasted over a month. But in the end, there were just to many factors pulling his system in one direction or another. He barely ate the past couple days and was too weak to move today. I can only hope that my efforts to save him did him more good than harm. We love and miss both of you guys.