Occasionally I wonder if I do in fact have a conscience. That little part of the brain that is supposed to tell you what is right and wrong, sometimes I wonder if mine still works. I have no problem telling a little white lie to get out of a sticky situation, spare a loved one's feelings or impress someone I hardly know. Yeah, I was an extra in The Man Without A Face. Well, actually my buddy Aaron couldn't get the day off from work that day, so I was ALMOST an extra in The Man Without a Face - minor detail. Then inevitably something will happen to reassure me that I indeed do have a working conscience.
I have been religiously walking every day to get some sort of regular exercise. Actually, I enjoy it - I don't enjoy running, but walking I like. I walk through my little corner of the world, which is basically suburbia. I do walk past one little stream and from time to time I encounter some kind of woodland creature on my walk. It is small and brown and furry but I can never get close enough to really tell if it is a groundhog or beaver or what. I have seen as many as two or three of these little guys out and about, so there must be a whole clan of them.
Well, today I was walking along and I saw one of my little buddies lying in the road. Dammit - he had been hit by a car. And even though I had nothing to do with it I just felt so bad that it happened. That was some other groundhog's brother or mother or husband or friend. An innocent life cut short simply because some human in a car was in a hurry. It just didn't seem right. The other groundhogs don't know what happened, they just know that daddy or mommy didn't come home from THEIR walk today.
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
Friday, October 21, 2005
Friend Whores
My boy Jazz has been writing all these blog entries about friendship - friggin' right, doggie! - and it got me thinking a little about how I manage my friendster account. I only have 7 friendster friends and one of them isn't even a person, it's a bar. Does that make me an alcoholic? No, that makes me a drunk - no meetings!
From time to time as I surf friendster I run across people who have like 681 friends on there, but that is a bogus number. 681 friends - come on, that person is a friend whore. They just add anyone and everyone as a friend. I am very happy that I am not a friend whore. You gotta be pretty tight with me to make it on my friend list on ye ole friendster site. It all goes back to that inner circle thing that Jazzy explained. If you are not in the "Circle of trust", you just don't rate as a friendster friend for me.
From time to time as I surf friendster I run across people who have like 681 friends on there, but that is a bogus number. 681 friends - come on, that person is a friend whore. They just add anyone and everyone as a friend. I am very happy that I am not a friend whore. You gotta be pretty tight with me to make it on my friend list on ye ole friendster site. It all goes back to that inner circle thing that Jazzy explained. If you are not in the "Circle of trust", you just don't rate as a friendster friend for me.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
New Miserable Experience
Well, something happened to me today - technically it was yesterday as I am writing this at 3:15am - that had never happened to me in my 32 1/3 years on the planet. I was driving home on I66 this afternoon about 1:00pm and suddenly traffic slowed to a crawl - as it often does on I66. Then I hear the sirens and see the flashing blues and reds - there is a car accident up ahead, big surprise. Now 4 lanes of traffic have to squeeze down into one lane - good times!
So I am crawling along and everyone is merging and finally I am almost past the accident when suddenly a big old fire truck drives up and blocks all lanes of the highway. I am now the second car in line. I am thinking - no big deal, they are just turning it around so they can get closer to the accident. Nope, they park it and walk away and then I hear it. The unmistakable thumping of a helicopter closing in. Can this be? Oh shit, it is! It's a life flight and it is going to land on the highway.
I can honestly say that I have never before had to wait for a life flight to land on the highway I was driving on. I have seen them on occasion from the other side of the jersey barrier, but this bad boy was coming right to me. So they land and the EMS and paramedics do their thing and get someone, maybe more than one person - I really couldn't see - on the stretcher and onto the chopper and off it flies - 42 minutes later.
Hopefully, they got to the hospital in time to save a life. Certainly I was inconvenienced today, but it really was no big deal in the grand scheme of things. Still, I think to myself if I was 2 cars ahead of where I was, I would have been 40 minutes ahead the rest of the day. Life is a game of inches, for sure.
Well, once they gave us the thumbs up to be on our way we had an open highway. I was the second car in line, so I only had to pass one person and I had nothing but 4 lanes of white lines in front of me. When am I gonna get another chance like this, I thought to myself. An open highway, every police officer within 10 miles was behind me at the accident site - so I put the hammer down. I got the ghetto cruiser up to 103 mph! My exit was the first after the accident or maybe I could have gotten up a little more speed or maybe my car would have exploded. We will never know, I figure that was a once in a lifetime run. Seacrest out!
So I am crawling along and everyone is merging and finally I am almost past the accident when suddenly a big old fire truck drives up and blocks all lanes of the highway. I am now the second car in line. I am thinking - no big deal, they are just turning it around so they can get closer to the accident. Nope, they park it and walk away and then I hear it. The unmistakable thumping of a helicopter closing in. Can this be? Oh shit, it is! It's a life flight and it is going to land on the highway.
I can honestly say that I have never before had to wait for a life flight to land on the highway I was driving on. I have seen them on occasion from the other side of the jersey barrier, but this bad boy was coming right to me. So they land and the EMS and paramedics do their thing and get someone, maybe more than one person - I really couldn't see - on the stretcher and onto the chopper and off it flies - 42 minutes later.
Hopefully, they got to the hospital in time to save a life. Certainly I was inconvenienced today, but it really was no big deal in the grand scheme of things. Still, I think to myself if I was 2 cars ahead of where I was, I would have been 40 minutes ahead the rest of the day. Life is a game of inches, for sure.
Well, once they gave us the thumbs up to be on our way we had an open highway. I was the second car in line, so I only had to pass one person and I had nothing but 4 lanes of white lines in front of me. When am I gonna get another chance like this, I thought to myself. An open highway, every police officer within 10 miles was behind me at the accident site - so I put the hammer down. I got the ghetto cruiser up to 103 mph! My exit was the first after the accident or maybe I could have gotten up a little more speed or maybe my car would have exploded. We will never know, I figure that was a once in a lifetime run. Seacrest out!
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Reality TV
I have never been a fan of reality TV, which has made watching network TV rather difficult over the past several years. I am not going to watch people eat bugs or sing off key or make over their homes while their spouse is away. You couldn't PAY me to watch that crap.
But I have become a fan of the CelebReality TV on VH1. It all started last spring when the Surreal Life had Peter Brady - aka Chris Knight - on it. I have been into anything Brady since I was in junior high school. I even have a picture of me and Greg Brady - aka Barry Williams - on my mantle. One of my ex-es is in the pic too, but that doesn't make it any less cool.
So, Peter Brady got me hooked on the Surreal Life, my first venture into the world of reality TV. Then I started watching Hogan Knows Best, since it was on right after The Surreal Life. Now this fall there is My Fair Brady - with Peter, I mean Chris Knight, and his 22 year old model girlfriend, Adrianne Curry. He hasn't been on TV in like 20 years and he is still getting high quality tail - nice! Just marry her dudeman!
That show is followed directly Breaking Bonaduce. Have you seen this show? That guy needs some help, he is one messed up dude. That show is a total train wreck, but I can't turn it off. Actually, I did turn it off once, but I ended up turning it back on after like three minutes, cause I had to see what happened. The good news is, I haven't started tivoing the shows, at least not yet.
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!!!
But I have become a fan of the CelebReality TV on VH1. It all started last spring when the Surreal Life had Peter Brady - aka Chris Knight - on it. I have been into anything Brady since I was in junior high school. I even have a picture of me and Greg Brady - aka Barry Williams - on my mantle. One of my ex-es is in the pic too, but that doesn't make it any less cool.
So, Peter Brady got me hooked on the Surreal Life, my first venture into the world of reality TV. Then I started watching Hogan Knows Best, since it was on right after The Surreal Life. Now this fall there is My Fair Brady - with Peter, I mean Chris Knight, and his 22 year old model girlfriend, Adrianne Curry. He hasn't been on TV in like 20 years and he is still getting high quality tail - nice! Just marry her dudeman!
That show is followed directly Breaking Bonaduce. Have you seen this show? That guy needs some help, he is one messed up dude. That show is a total train wreck, but I can't turn it off. Actually, I did turn it off once, but I ended up turning it back on after like three minutes, cause I had to see what happened. The good news is, I haven't started tivoing the shows, at least not yet.
Marcia, Marcia, Marcia!!!
Sunday, October 9, 2005
Airplay
Just got back from another road trip, this time to New England for a business vacation - oxymoron or what! Picked a great week to be in the North Country, it was sunny and warm pretty much all week. Went to the beach, slept in my favorite hammock, picked a bushel of apples - that's a lot of friggin' apples - hung with the family, ate some lobster and Red Sox ice cream - no, not at the same time.
I have noticed that whenever I take a road trip there is always one song that I hear over and over and over and over while I am on the road. This trip it was that new song by Nickelback. I don't know the name of it, but you couldn't go five miles without hearing it on the radio. OK, I looked it up, it's called "Photograph" and it was definitely the song that dominated my travels over the past 8 or 9 days.
I remember in the spring of 2002 when I couldn't get away from Sheryl Crow's "Soak Up The Sun" on a trip to New York and December 2000 when Lifehouse's "Hanging By A Moment" dominated my trip North for the holidays.
As much as I am not a Nickelback fan I must admit that Photograph is now well entrenched in my brain and I will probably link it with this trip for years to come. There seem to be a lot of songs with this theme - reminiscing about the past - on the airwaves these days. It is super hip to remember how cool we all were in the 80s - wahooo!
Movie Line of the Day:
"Are you telling me you built a time machine.....out of a DeLorean?" - Back to the Future
I have noticed that whenever I take a road trip there is always one song that I hear over and over and over and over while I am on the road. This trip it was that new song by Nickelback. I don't know the name of it, but you couldn't go five miles without hearing it on the radio. OK, I looked it up, it's called "Photograph" and it was definitely the song that dominated my travels over the past 8 or 9 days.
I remember in the spring of 2002 when I couldn't get away from Sheryl Crow's "Soak Up The Sun" on a trip to New York and December 2000 when Lifehouse's "Hanging By A Moment" dominated my trip North for the holidays.
As much as I am not a Nickelback fan I must admit that Photograph is now well entrenched in my brain and I will probably link it with this trip for years to come. There seem to be a lot of songs with this theme - reminiscing about the past - on the airwaves these days. It is super hip to remember how cool we all were in the 80s - wahooo!
Movie Line of the Day:
"Are you telling me you built a time machine.....out of a DeLorean?" - Back to the Future
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