I think it’s a three patch problem


July 14, 2013 :: 12:18 PM

yes, that’s a fully clothed belly flop into the Charles

Since a huge part of the GORUCK Tough family believes that what happens at the Challenges stay at the Challenge, I’m not going to do a blow-by-blow of what happened.

I did get a lot of questions about why I chose to go into the ocean fully clothed a while ago. All I could say at that point was there are a lot of Challenges where people wind up in water. I wanted to make sure my moisture wicking clothing would wick moisture, I wouldn’t get blisters from walking in wet socks and shoes, and what the ruck would do in water (hopefully outside of drowning me).

Well, this is why.

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Yesterday, I went to The Dirty Girl mud race to cheer on a friend from the UCMB. I thought I wouldn’t be in good enough shape to do it, but judging from some of the competitors, I could have/should have joined in.

Well, I will next year.

While I was waiting for them to get out of the woods and into the part of the race I could see, I decided that I wanted to run the Manchester Road Race with a friend from elementary school and do a Zombie 10K with my gym buddy. (I’ve discovered that this sort of thing is better with friends.)

I’ve become one of “Them”... I never, in a billion years, thought that would happen. I played volleyball in high school and was in the Marching Band, but I’d never consider myself particularly active. (Marching band is hard work, Peanut Gallery, so don’t even go there.) I guess I can consider myself active now.
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My friend in Belgium turned me on to a VPN program that lets you watch BBC shows as they air. This is huge to me because it looks like we get edited versions of Top Gear here (it’s like they cut out certain sections for the US audience) and today, Top Gear has Benedict fucking Cumberbatch on it. If I waited to watch it here, I’d have to wait an entire week. That’s just not acceptable when I have the power to watch it today.

Obsessed much? Or impatient?

Flip a coin.

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Also… MY FIRST DAY OF WORK IS TOMORROW.

I never thought I’d be so happy to see a Monday in my life.

Aggressive Scrabble and jello underpants.


July 12, 2013 :: 7:00 PM

matt nathanson :: ll bean, freeport, me :: 07.04.2013

OK… let me preface this by saying HOLY. MOTHER. OF. FUCK.

L.L. Bean does free concerts over the summer and they’ve had some pretty big names. This year, I was clued into the fact that Matt Nathanson was playing there on the 4th. I’m not a die hard fan, but I have a few of his albums and I really like them. They’re good background music because they’re kind of slow and chill. But, yeah, nothing I’m going to know 100%, as opposed to, I don’t know, like R.E.M. (I will always think of that guy in Cleveland who was so impressed that I knew every single song R.E.M. performed that night.)

Not only is Matt an incredible musician, he’s pretty hilarious in between songs. (I took notes! I don’t know why, but I’m mostly glad I did. You’ll see why I say ‘mostly’.)

Before he sang “Run”, he pointed out that it’s normally sung as a duet and that it’s about “an aggressive game of scrabble - the kind where you lock yourself in a hotel room and don’t come out for three days.” However, when he sings it by himself, it’s more like playing solitaire. (I think the family friendly version was a bazillionty million times better than what he could have said!) I will never be able to look at a game of Scrabble the same way again.

I was trying to use the notes app on my iPhone to keep track of the set list and make some notes. I was more successful with some notes than others. I *think* one note is supposed to say “look back at life, regret punches you in the face”... but I have no idea what that means, or what the point of it was. It must have seemed really deep at that particular moment.

While talking about “Room @ the End of the World”, he said that L.L. Bean was definitely where you wanted to be for the zombie apocalypse. He’s not wrong.

Another WTF note: “jello underpants”.

note to self: CONTEXT!

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It was also an amazing day because after 10+ years of “knowing” her online, I finally got to meet E in person.

It’s so weird to see someone in person for the first time and fall into conversation easily because you’ve followed their life over the years, and vice versa.

I don’t think that feeling will ever get old.

Dog bless teh interwebs. Srsly.

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Sound check:
Faster
Car Crash
Under Pressure
Wedding Dress
To the Beat of Our Noisy Hearts


Setlist:
Mission Bells
Mercy
To the Beat of Our Noisy Hearts
Modern Love
Run
Laid
Still
Detroit Waves (featuring The Doors’ “Break on Through”, Rolling Stones’ “Paint It Black”, and “Amazing Grace”)
Sky High Honey
Room @ the End of the World (featuring Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody”)
The Boxer (Simon and Garfunkle cover)
Car Crash (featuring U2’s “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For”)
Wedding Dress
Faster
Under Pressure (Queen/David Bowie cover)
Come On Get Higher

My last day of unemployment


July 12, 2013 :: 10:31 AM

chucks and jeans, man. chucks and jeans.

I alluded to this yesterday, but I wanted to archive it here:

New boss to me: First order of business, get your printer working, hahah.

Me to J (email fwd to him): And this is my new boss… that last sentence just killed me.

J to me: Nice. Enjoy your last 2 days of freedom.

Me to J: I just tried to “like” that. I need to get off of FB and tumblr…

Seriously… if this job goes as well as the interviews did, and this email implies, I’ll be quite happy there.

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I started cleaning out my home office because it becomes the place where all the crap winds up. It’s like the dumping ground for homeless stuff, and it bugs me. I normally get too overwhelmed by the idea of cleaning it, though, so it gets worse and worse until I do a big purge.

I’m on my second (third?) bag of garbage. I have two big boxes of paperwork that needs to be filed. And a bunch of picture frames that don’t match any of the others.

I’ve been very good about making things look the same in my office. I’m all about consistency in there for some reason. Maybe because this is the second time it’s been painted and refurnished? For whatever reason, I’ve become very obsessed with making it perfect.

So. Yesterday, I decided to run out, really quickly, to the Jo-Ann Fabrics five minutes from my house. All I wanted was white or blonde wood picture frames. That’s all.

Jo-Ann had nothing in the sizes I needed and definitely nothing in the right colour. Had I not been me, I could have run next door to Wal-Mart and probably solved my problem.

But no.

I fucking hate Wal-Mart, so I will not go in there. It doesn’t matter that it’s so close. If Wal-Mart were the only place in the world that carried air, food, water, and other necessities for a long life, I’d opt to die. (OK. Maybe that’s a wee bit dramatic, but I REALLY HATE Wal-Mart.)

I decided to drive to Target. Nope. Nothing there.

Michael’s? Nope. Nothing there, either.

I had no idea it would be that fucking hard to find a picture frame.

My quick 15 minute trip turned into a two hour nightmare, and I really didn’t plan on being gone that long. 

I learned about American Frame when we lived in Toledo. They’re based in Maumee, so it was nice and easy to order online and pick up in the store. Now, I have to pay for the shipping, but I can get exactly what I need in the sizes I need it in. Their customer service rocks, too.

There’s not much I miss about Toledo, but I never thought a frame store would be on that list.

Yeah, I could use the Michael’s custom framing department because they use Nielsen metal framing, too, but the last time I used a custom framer, they screwed up the order.  It’s not worth it for me to go through that again.

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I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited for a Monday to come. If I wasn’t hanging out with Sprout on Saturday, I think I’d go nuts this weekend, because it has the potential to be the longest weekend ever.

Hot damn!


July 11, 2013 :: 2:36 PM

see? he’s an otter!

I haven’t even started the new job yet, and I’ve already been assigned my first project.

I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard at a boss’ email since Boy Wonder emailed me an excel spreadsheet titled “jb’s batshit crazy budget edits”

I think I’m going to keep him.

Wheeee!


July 11, 2013 :: 8:40 AM

the white shirt of temptation

Can we just take a moment to appreciate the fact that the people who dress Benedict for Sherlock can not find a shirt that fits his chest?

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Signing, scanning, and emailing my offer letter and assorted paperwork back this morning.

I. AM. SO. HAPPY.

I think this will be a good fit - even though I’m scared shitless I made the wrong choice.  (After the temp to perm disaster, I don’t trust myself to make ANY decision regarding a job.)

Still waiting on a start date, but I hope it’s sooner rather than later…

 

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