I’ve been in Raleigh, North Carolina fewer than twelve hours and my hotel room is a mess. I’d say that it looks like a tornado has come through, but that be incredibly insensitive to those suffering real pain from the recent tornadoes and completely overreacting.
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes and I am left with same as I began. The more things change the more I am the same. It appears that my life is a constant irony of maturity and regression, but my sense of progress is based on the illusion that things out there are going to remain the same and that, at last, I have gained a little control. But there will never be means to ends, only means. And I am means. I am what I started with, and when it is all over I will be all that is left of me.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
Work, Fly, Run, Eat
Now you know my entire day yesterday.
As soon as I touched down in Raleigh I headed for the hotel.
As soon as I checked into the hotel I unpacked my running clothes and headed out for a run. Since last Thursday’s effort in Gainesville my running has been giving me cause for concern. I been having some difficulties that might require some attention from a doctor, which given my health history worries me, and which given my health plan might cost me some money.
As soon as I showered (and here’s a consumer tip — unless you are handicapped, avoid handicapped hotel rooms because there are no shelves inside handicapped showers) I headed to a Perkins for rather substandard dinner; they managed to take the tender out of pork tenderloin amongst other things.
ITP Flickr Pic
If you’ve ever wanted to know what I do for about three months out of each year, here you go.
This is from my recent trip to the University of Florida; Albert the Alligator is in the middle, I am on the right. I should consider getting a haircut some day…
The First Spoiler Warning Of The Season
Okay, I’ve started watching Surivor: Fans v. Favorites. Because I had to race around to get to the airport yesterday I failed to set my dvr so I actually had to watch the show real-time (which explains why I ate at Perkins last night because I wanted a meal close to my hotel).
All I can say is WTF? First, all of the Favorites are starting to hook up, are they using this season as their own personal Match.com? Then, just when I am about to give props to Johnny Fairplay for pulling off another sinister plan — it turns out that he really did want to leave after the first episode so that he could head home and be with his pregnant girlfriend. We’ve been gypped of many opportunities to hate him all over again, now I’ll have to focus all of my disgust on Jonathon.
Barb, what were your first impressions?
Stacy, are you watching? Amity, are you still out there?
Gotta Run
Not “running as in jogging” but “running as in leaving”…
I’m behind schedule already this morning. I need to shower and clean up my hotel room so that I can head out and do a little college recruiting today at North Carolina State.
Tonight I’ll be hangin’ with some local friends, drinking a beer or two and perhaps a Cheerwine, and seeing Christine Kane (see, it’s not all about the college/indie rock bands with me) in concert. I am looking forward to all of it.
Have a great weekend!
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – concerned
Current Music – silence
Website Of The Day – If you can get MediaStorm to load I hear it’s pretty neat. For some reason I get nothing but a splash screen in the hotel room.
Exercise (b)Log – running, 4 miles
Monthly Foot Mileage – 12.7 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My (rental) car
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
February Goals
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride Marta no fewer than ten times (five round-trips)
3) Read at least one book
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Yup, I’m watching! I have a feeling there’s a story behind the whole Johnny Fairplay leaving right away. From what I had read, he and Jeff Probst absolutely cannot each other and Probst really didn’t want him on the show this time around but was overrruled by the producers. If that’s really the case, I can see Fairplay going just to piss Probst off in a in-your-face, you-don’t-have-the-pull-you-think-you-have type of thing, and then purposely leaving first for the same reason (to show control). And how awkward was that “hug goodbye??”
I miss Perkins! It was THE place to go in college because they’d let you stay and study on one bottomless cup of coffee. (Plus, my college was really small so there weren’t many other options at the time.) But, yeah, definitely not the type of place to expect a gourmet meal. I love their big ol’ bread-bowl salads though and thanks to you, am craving one now. 🙂
Interesting…..
I just remembered that I used to go to Perkins in Florida *many* years ago. Back then it was known as “Perkins Steak & Cake.” It was the most convenient place to eat. I could have gone to Waffle House, but I feared tempting a heart attack after yesterday’s run.
Off to work…
I think the Parvati/James hookup isn’t real, he is loving it, she is attractive & flirting, but once the game is over – good-bye James. Hell – I’d cuddle up with him in one of those rainstorms – he is twice the size of her.
AND – where the hell was Cirie for all the scheming? She was no where when they were breaking into the alliances. I’m glad Yau Man is back, he cracks me up.
I just don’t like Johnny Fairplay. it might have been just a jab at Jeff Probst, and I’m sure he got paid something just to show up, so he just took the money and no suffering.
I like the fans team too – they are all young & pretty for the most part.
I’m with Barb: show up, get paid, don’t starve, kick Jeff Probst in the nads with a quick goodbye, and get back to your soon-to-be-announced “my girlfriends not pregnant, I’m actually gay”, but look at this cute puppy and oh, I’ll be on Big Brother Europe starting next week” life.
You gotta admit, he plays fair for himself, which is how it should be… wonder what the contestants are being paid and if it is on a sliding scale based on how long they stay… doubt it or Fairplay would have stuck around longer!
Gentri’s Old hottness: Parvati… she’s thinking “worked once, try it again”
Gentri’s New hottness: busty fans, et al!
how about recruiting me fool…I hate my job.