Changing terms on my terms

I’ve been on the road a lot recently for work.

Wednesday, I was coming back from an event in Morgan County, and while I didn’t have much time, I needed to grab something to eat. I stopped at the Zanesville Wendy’s off I-70 (a Wendy’s I have been to many times before) to get something quick.

While eating my fingerless-chili, I was thinking that technically, I have an hour for “lunch.” And while I wasn’t taking the full hour that particular day, I have that time available to me.

The best part of it all is that while it’s a mid-day break, no one is forcing me to eat lunch during this hour. If I had wanted to, I could have toured Zanesville. I could have driven across the Y-bridge 20 times. I could have gone to the nearby state park to collect leaves. I could have done anything but eat lunch.

At that point, I decided to stop referring to the hour as my “lunch” hour. Instead, I’m going to refer to it as the “hour of me.” It’s more accurate, don’t you think?

These are the things I think about when I have a few minutes to myself. Free thought is a dangerous thing.

Political question

I try not to get political here. That said, I think the Supreme Court confirmation process is interesting- it’s history. Okay, I’m a nerd. Anyway, my question: we outlaw torture, right?

Well then why are we forcing these nominees to sit through a whole day of speeches from a group of windbag Senators? I thought the whole point of the confirmation process was to learn about the nominees, not to listen to the senators regurgitate the party line.

If the idea is to submit them to the feats of strength, well it’s too late. Festivus was last month.

Obviously, it’s Monday.

Only half of the reading audience will “get” the title of today’s column (Needless to say, phrases like “Obviously, it’s (insert day of the week here)” and “Welcome to (insert day of the week here)” still ring in my head every day). But trying to please your whole audience is like herdin cats.

Damn, same half.

But anyways…

I was looking at the weather for this week and it’s supposed to be in the mid-40s all week here in central Ohio. I guess someone forgot it was early January. I’m not complaining, but I hate the cold. I do wish that this non-stormy week would actually wait till next week, when I’m on the road for work to (most likely) the most remote regions of the state. With my luck, we’ll have a four-day blizzard. Or five days of 80-degree weather, the way things are going.

In other things:

-My brother, who sent me a really cool coffee-table book on lucha libre for Christmas, has his face on a t-shirt. I have yet to see the shirt, but he said he’ll try to send me one before he goes to France for the next four months.

-Finally saw a preview for 24, which starts next week. The season looks interesting, but I feel like they’re going to have to kill off Jack soon. Although, I also thought that at the beginning of season three.

-The other show I watch, Lost, also starts up again this week. It’s about time. There were many times throughout this two-month hiatus that I was tempted to open up a book.

Because I can

Inspired by the other day’s posting about the Safety Dance and Tony‘s comment:

We can dress real neat from our hats to our feet.

I hope everyone out there has a happy New Year. Let me be the first to wish you all a happy 2007. I plan on not doing much today or tomorrow. Sounds like fun.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye

Hello out there in Internet land.

Things have been slowly busy around here. Work is keeping me occupied and distracted from my plans for world domination.

In the some people have way too much time on their hands category, I found this entertaining look at the first season of Lost: http://albinoblacksheep.com/flash/lost

It’s not too spoilerish, and you’ll definitely get it if you’ve seen the first season. There are so many different reasons why that rules.

And as one of the seven signs of the apocalypse, Wham! may or may not be getting back together:

He said he was persuaded to make the 95-minute film George Michael: A Different Story after Andrew Ridgeley who starred alongside him in the 1980s band agreed to talk on camera about their experiences for the first time in 20 years.

At least Andrew Ridgeley is finally getting his name back in the news.

Juiced Up King

Well, I won’t be playing Major League Baseball next year.

Thanks to an allergic reaction caused by what I believe to be a fresh mango (it’s a member of the poison ivy family, after all), I’m now on steroids for a few days. I’m better now, though. But I have to finish up the pills or who-knows-what will happen to me.

Except for the mightily swollen lip caused by the reaction, it was a fun Thanksgiving. I hope everyone else out there had a great Thanksgiving too.

Back to work.

Doing this because I have to.

From Tony:

1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.

Here’s one real quality sentence from post 23:

I had heard of Lewis from his performance in Abbot and Costello’s Hold That Ghost, but thought he was just some lounge singer.

And you know what? All the other bloggers I know have already done this. So I’m amending the “five” to “none.”

Unless I go around telling random people to do this, regardless of whether or not they have a blog. Then it would just be rediculous.

Cheers and Tears

Okay, cheezy title aside….

-Congratulations to Alex Rodriguez for winning the 2005 American League MVP award. Postseason aside (and he wasn’t the worst offender in that five-game stretch), A-Rod carried this team throughout the season. People are saying that he was the reason they lost the ALDS, but I say if it wasn’t for A-Rods performance from April-September, the Yankees wouldn’t have even been in the post season.

I shell out about $130 every year for the Extra Innings package from my cable company. Usually, it’s barely worth the price. But days like today make me glad to get it as I get to watch Rodriguez play on a day-to-day basis. I have a feeling he’s one of those players that I’ll be talking about like my father talks about Mickey Mantle.

Well, along with Jeter and Mo Rivera.

-My condolences to the family and friends of wrestler Eddy Guerrero. Guerrero was one of those special talents, great to watch in the ring, and while never the top guy in the industry, beginning with his entrance into the WWF, he was always one of my favorite guys to watch. One of the best moments in wrestling ever was this:
WM XX

from WrestleMania XX, where both Guerrero and Benoit walked off champions. While both reigns were cut short, it was a well-deserved moment for two guys who have always been under-appreciated.

Rest in Peace, Eddy.

-And this happened last month, but I just found out that Nipsey Russell died. I never really saw anything outside of his appearances on Conan and re-runs on the Game Show Network, but he made me laugh. And he always seemed to be having a good time on the Match Game. RIP Nipsey.