Tons of random crap I need to post so I'll get right to it.
- My buddy Matty is at Disney this week and won't be back until next week. I told him if he finds a certain Mickey t-shirt in my size and in gray to pick it up for me. I'm thinking he'll have a decent chance of finding it. It's vintage Mickey, vintage as in when I was a kid I wore the same t-shirt and loved it.
Side note: the Niff and I have spoken at great length about certain things that should never happen in a relationship. Aside from a woman chopping off all of her hair when she becomes a mom because it's low-maintenance and wearing Looney Tunes or all Disney clothing, there are a few other things that should never happen, all of which are outlined here. It's a classic post on Craigslist, and makes many good points and shouldn't be overlooked.
- I was looking at the weather the other day in my Google Gadgets and saw something odd I still am not sure of what it is:
Tuesday looks like fireworks? Lightning that explodes? Blowing wind with leaves? WTF?
- I signed up a while back to be on a panel for NBC that does random surveys. I did this because they canceled my favorite show The Black Donnellys and I never wanted it to happen again. Sometimes they ask off the wall questions, sometimes they will ask me specifically if I like this American Gladiator and if so why. A very wide spectrum of questions. This one had me heading for the door for some eats though:
I deduced this is because it was an Olympics-centric survey, and McDonald's is one of the sponsors for the Olympics that is allowed to use the five rings entwined, and they wanted to see if I've seen that damn Southern Style Crispy Chicken Sandwich commercial yet. Ummmm…hellllllllllllo? Do I live in a box? Of course I have!!! And yes, I'm very interested, so please send me a case of them stat.
- A few years back I told the Niff I wish there was a program you could input not only your workouts on the threadmill or stairmaster but something that tracked your progress and weight lifting workouts. Damn those Apple patent bastards!!!
By all accounts it looks exactly what I envisioned. I don't care I lost millions of dollars on the idea. I just want it to work on my damn iPod. Sooner rather than later. - Bikram Yoga is coming to Concord. HELL YES. Bikram is amazing. It's going to be right down the street from where we live (ok, 3 miles away but that is down the street compared to in Manchester). Time to get my flexibleness in check. And lose 30 pounds every session.
- Going to the Hopkington Fair this weekend with the Niff, Jacko and Jessie. This year will be just as glorious as last year. Maybe even better. Is there anything better than going to the fair? The dredges of society come out to play, there is no chance at all of eating anything remotely healthy, you get to see animals you only see at fairs and smell things you can only stand smelling twice a year. With any luck, you forget where you park in a parking lot that is just grass/dirt/hay that is 100 acres large and you spend the entire time pissed off looking for it after. Good times!
- I had a fairly interesting talk with Flack the other day about the Zombie Wars coming. Some people think it's just a joke, some think it's just hype because of all the Zombie fanboys out there. But it's not. It might not be what movies have played out, but something major will happen. Just get ready. Because they are. I'll be ready.
- A couple months ago I wrote a short story/poem for Waterstone's and never shared it here because I simply forgot.
- Big things (read: games) are coming out this fall/winter. Talk about great marketing. Video game companies know people have more free time during the colder months, so why not release the latest and greatest games when everyone is ready for them!??!
This reminds me of whenever Flack and I get on Halo together to play Big Team Battle, which always inevitably ends in both of us dying. But we do remember the good times, and laugh all the way to our graves until we respawn.
- I am very excited on Tuesday Mark and Mary are meeting the Niff and I for the best damn sushi this side of the Mississippi in Conctown. Very excited because they'll be back for more. And more. Moritomo is the bomb.
- Speaking of sushi and eating great food, a couple weekends ago the Niff and I descended upon Minado on a super rainy night. As always, timing is everything. I dropped the Niff off first so I could park and keep her out of the rain and so she could get a seat for us quicker. No sooner did she walk in the door did the rest of the country. We were also outnumbered 100 to 1 as far as Asian demographics are concerned. The only demographic I could have dealt without would be the trashy Euro guy that was staring over at the two of us while he ate with his shirt open.
He looked like a bad combo between Jeffrey Chodorow and Jean Reno:
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= Creepy Guy 
I'm sad they don't have one in New Hampshire. Maybe not so much, my wallet might not be able to handle it…
You can probably tell which plate is mine and which one is the Niff's. Her plates tend to be colorful, full of healthy options, whereas mine are usually brown and good tasting.
- Every single time the Niff and I hit a Starbucks and I see this picture it reminds me of her, running alongside some guy that looks like Prefontaine.
- Back to food, because it's never far from my mind. The Niff and I ate at the Backroom at the Puritan the other night. Amazing food as always. Décor is always a little dated but I think I like that. It adds to it. The menu is awesome although I never look past the famous chicken fingers…
Again, a plate of brown. But it's a treat as I never eat there, and if you ever have the fingers there, that's pretty much all you'll get. Unless you want to try something less tasty.
As displayed by the Niff, the décor is old skool
- T-minus 2 months and the Niff runs in D.C. for the Marine Corps Marathon. Kick-ass. We bought her new Nike's because her other shoes were tapped the eff out. We got a good price. Lola seems to agree with the choice of box, as it's big enough for her to sleep in.
Ray played in it for awhile, but he prefers to stretch out on the couch. What can I say, he's a veteran around the place and knows how to go all out when he's sleeping.
- Have I already mentioned how awesome it's going to be to go to the fair tomorrow? I guess I did…
- Yesterday I was going to the car to go to the gym. A frumptastic looking person went to her car as well. I forgot my headphones so I ran inside, and she in turn went inside as well. As soon as I came back out she did as well. As I drove off I realized she forgot something as well: her cigarettes. Talk about a clash of ideals: mirror image situation, she is off to kill herself while I am off to improve myself. Just found it ironic and a rather sad social commentary on life in general.
- What happened to people being genuine? Another topic of conversation with Flack. Too many times people in your life that should be rooting for you are silently reveling in your failure, hoping you will fall on your face. These are people that should be your friends, but they aren't. Makes for a sad existence I think.
- Along the same vein, whatever happened to your average person being friendly? I knew all my neighbors growing up. I respected all the adults. Now that I'm grown up, I'll hold the door open where we live for someone that is 50 feet away and they won't bother rushing or even saying thank you. Did life really get that hard? That you can't acknowledge my nicety? Seriously? Just sad.
- The iPod I fixed after my dream/vision is still working. WTF.
- Go rent Glengarry Glen Ross. Amazing movie. Baldwin, Pacino, Spacey, Lemmon, Arkin, and Ed Harris. Classic movie quotes. All acting, no special effects, just great actors doing great job. Watch this 7 minute cut from the movie, it's the shit, and if you don't like it then YOU ARE SHIT, HIT THE BRICKS PAL, BEAT IT, CUZ YOU ARE GOING OUT! FUCK YOU, THAT'S MY NAME!
- The NFL season comes close, while college football begins tonight. Best time of the year. Bar none. Kickass.
Time to put the women and children to bed and go looking for dinner.
