I Can’t Believe That It’s Friday And I Can’t Believe That I’ve Not Run Since Sunday

How’s that for a title?

My BlackJack Hates Marta
It’s funny how an inanimate object can hate public transit, but it obviously does. The reason I know that it hates Marta is that it tried to commit suicide by running its battery to near death yesterday. It would have died had I not caught it in time.

I’ve been meaning to do a bit of a “Hands On” review of the BlackJack since I purchased it, but have yet to do so. This is mostly because I have yet to figure out how to use it to its maximum potential and until I do I don’t think I should review it. However, I will say this — the battery life SUCKS! I feared this when I found out that the package came with two batteries.

A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed, Part 2
Instead of freezing my tokus off last night (okay, I admit it wasn’t that cold) I chose to help my friend Betsy with a few computer tasks in exchange for a Bass Ale which still occupied her refrigerator because she is self-proclaimed Bud girl. Much to my surprise I received four Basses! (two pounds? who said anything about losing two pounds?) Along with the beer was a great dinner consisting of Publix roasted chicken (remember how I lauded over Kroger’s roasted chicken last week?) and a tasty Indian-spiced rice dish, having too many ingredients to list, prepared by Betsy. I’d go into detail on how Betsy prepared the rice dish except that I was too busy installing her printer, purchasing music on iTunes using her gift cards, and changing all of her passwords so that she is unable to get into any of her accounts. Alright, so I lied about the last two.

We ate dinner and watched My Name Is Earl and The Office, both which were excellent episodes, and with her dog Reese napping on my lap I stayed for that fourth Bass (here’s an interesting side note: The Bass glass I received at Taco Mac last week had a red triangle on the bottom. Oddly that symbol is reminiscent of Bass’ Trade Mark. Strange, huh?)

Once at home I got under the covers and closed my eyes. I was asleep in minutes.

ITP Flickr Pic
I’ve shot nothing this week (hmmm, sounds a lot like my exercise routine) so I’ll dig back into the recent archives and pull this one out me arse because I like it and don’t believed that I have blogged it.

I Have To Pour Two 40’s Out For My Homies Today
Today marks the fortieth birthday for two of my friends.

Andrew, known by most as “Little Easy” or just “Easy”, is the sick mofo who is responsible for my hash name of “Wee Little Bit”. Nonetheless I still think he is a great guy and will be in attendance for his annual Cajun Birthday shindig on Saturday night. Currently I am planning to bring a pot of jambalaya with me (note to self: you need to buy ingredients) and possibly leave the party a little earlier than in years past so that I can get to The EARL for the Kill Gordon / Gringo Star show.

Margot, also known as the Human Resources representative at my office, also has hashing ties. Margot is the woman who used to work with Sanitary Not, one of the people responsible for getting me into hashing.

Welcome to the Land of the Old, y’all.

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – oddly satisfied although I know that I have a Shit-Ton of things to do this weekend.
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Teenage Fanclub — “Catholic Education”
Website Of The Day – Need to remind yourself of something, for example, the grocery list you need to fill before a friend’s 40th birthday party? Well, go to Stikkit and create as many post-it notes as you need.
Exercise (b)Log – none, argh!

January Goals
1) Lose two pounds. (starting weight 205 lbs)
2) Run no fewer than fifty miles.
3) Do twenty push-ups and fifty sit-ups at least three times a week.
4) See Manchester Orchestra in concert. [failed]
5) Read two books. [one down,one to go]

Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]