Wow, was I ever optimistic! My winding walk from the Arts Center station to my car produced nearly forty photos, none of which have been extracted from the camera yet. The walk had an interesting start as I accidentally got off the train at Lindbergh Center, as if I was embarking on a run back to my car, and had to board the next southbound train so that I could start at Arts Center. When I realized that I was going to fall short of my goal I decided to make a pit stop at George’s and have a beer with friends and then continue my journey. I must say that I was pleased with my decision to do so.
Read Along With Me
Today’s passage from Notes To Myself.
My friendship with Laurel seems to typify a dialectic that many of my newly-forming friendships go through. At first we saw only each other’s virtues. Now we are seeing only each other’s faults. If we make it through this latter stage then maybe we will see each other and truly be friends.
To all who have helped me — Thanks.
File Under: Cheap Ways I Amuse Myself — Domain Names
I received an email today from one of my web domain registrars GoDaddy asking me to update the contact information for the domains I have registered through them. In the email they listed all of my domain names….
1) I didn’t realize that I have six domain names registered through them
2) They still amuse me. Here’s the list
- eatlga.com
- GamingMantis.com
- StopDropAndPoop.com
- PaulNuesslein.com
- JalapenoBeach.com
- WeeLittleBit.com
If you think that I’ve erred by not including InsideThePerimeter.com or InsideThePerimeter.net, I have not; they are registered with other domain registrars.
ITP Flickr Pic
Consider this to be abstract art
Now look closely at it and see if you can figure out what it is without clicking through to Flickr. Debbie and Steve, you two are disqualified from this game.
File Under: Cheap Ways I Amuse Myself — Twitter
Twitter, when it is up and running, has become a real fun way for me to broadcast bizarre one-liners that enter my head. It’s amazing some of the bizarre things I conjure, some of which are from so far out in left field that not I even understand how they got there.
Sadly, much like fantastic song lyrics, many of these thought are fleeting and never get captured for all to see of hear.
RealiTV Update: Top Chef
There goes the neighborhood!
Every one knew that Antonia, Stephanie, and Richard were that Top Three and that Greasa was just invited along to the finale of Top Chef in Puerto Rico because Bravo had purchased four tickets. And then things went all bent out of shape.
For the QuickFire Challenge the chefs had to play with plantains. Each chef was to produce two plantain appetizers. Stephanie (who looks like she put on about ten pounds in the six month hiatus) won her first QuickFire. Of course there is no immunity tied to these victories now, but she would get an advantage later.
For the Elimination Challenge the obligatory “let’s bring the losers back for more punishment” happened with the return of Dale, Spike, Andrew, and Nikki. Stephanie’s advantage was that she was able to pair the losers with her remaining competition. Not surprisingly she picked Dale, and then assigned Spike to Richard, Nikki to Antonia, and Andrew to Lisa. Also not surprisingly Lisa and Andrew didn’t get along — because Lisa is a surly biatch who gets along with no one! The challenge was to slaughter a whole pig and produce meals from it.
In the end it was King Richard and Stephanie getting all of the accolades and vying for the night’s champion. King Richard was picked as winner and for his efforts won a new car! Wow! (I wonder if he’s been able to drive it around Atlanta and tell people that he won it on Top Chef?)
I knew Antonia’s effort was poor, but I was really hoping that the chefs were tired of seeing Lisa’s scowling mug (has she been on the chopping block each show?) and they’d vote her off. But, as has happened each and every time the chef up there against Lisa has been worse on that giving night and been asked to pack up their knives and get the hell off the show. History repeated itself. My MILFy alter-ego has been kicked off the show.
In true Greasa style she is aggravated that Stephanie and Richard are sad to see Antonia get the boot, and that they don’t congratulate her. Richard fires off perhaps the best one-liner in Top Chef history “Congratulations! You won the bronze medal.”
Next week is the finale. All this time I was expecting Richard to slip up, now I am hoping that he takes it all. If Greasa wins then I don’t know how I will feel about the show; she has been the weakest contestant to make it this far in any of the seasons that I have watched. Stephanie and Richard out-cook and out-class her ten times over.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – hot
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing The Hold Steady — “Sequestered In Memphis” (sounds good, but can you say “One Trick Pony”?)
Website Of The Day – Why is the internet awesome? Because sites like Cubeecraft make me happy. Cubeecraft produces templates for paper toy characters. I can’t wait to get my hands on some A4 paper.
Exercise (b)Log – walking, ~5 miles
Monthly Foot Mileage – 5 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – Marta
Monthly Marta Rides – 5
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 65 (65)
June Goals
1) Run no fewer than 75 miles
2) Ride no fewer than 100 road miles
3) Ride Marta no fewer than twenty times (ten round-trips)
4) Read at least one book
5) Make my bed every day
6) Eat out at a bar/restaurant no more than twice in one week
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Oh sure… the ONE time I have the trivia answer, I’m disqualified from playing!!
Thanks!
-FP
Too funny. Sorry Steve, but your knowledge of this subject is just too great.
And while I am think of it. Debbie, I see you have a Flickr account, I know you have a fancy-pants Nikon camera, are we ever going to get to see photos? 😛
RE: twitter message/ill fitting clothes
In spite of the weight loss of the last 18 months I have bought almost no new clothes (other than running/cycling stuff).
I went to Sports Authority last night for more running stuff, when I found a green helmet (to match my new bike of course), it gave me enough of a rush that I scurried over to the mall and managed to buy a few things before the high wore off. Sadly I crashed while looking at shoes so I’ll have to got back another day.
The pants I was wearing were a size 10…the ones I bought a size 6! No wonder I wasn’t seeing any difference, who could under all that extra fabric.
I sometimes miss going to George’s I guess I just need to get off my lazy ass one day and get back. Maybe I can ride my bike there next week? Oh, a plan is forming…
I may still have some A4 paper…I know I did but not sure if it survived the last purge.
We will be riding early Sunday if you want to join us (more details on the buzz), help move that Wheel Mileage number a bit.
Call me crazy, but I’m taking a half day off to sweat to death in the Lakewood parking lot for an all day pre Jimmy Buffett concert tailgate party. I’m too cheap to pay the $136 for a reserved seat, and I’m too old to deal with the drunks on the lawn, so we will be just spending the day with the crazies, and then go home when the concert starts.
Paulie – it’s too bad your people photography class is over, this crowd will have an over abundance of good subjects. If I’m not too hungover tomorrow, and actually come to work, I’ll update you on the experience.
If anyone that reads this is going, we (the offical Atlanta Parrothead Club) will be in the gravel parking lot just to the left of the entrance. There should be a live band playing most of the afternoon.
Oooh and don’t forget tomorrow night at Wild Wings in Marietta (Buffet cover band). I’m finally going to see Barb not as the wild-n-crazy hasher but a wild-n-crazy Parrothead.
And, ITP, you can’t throw a “Stop, Drop and Poop” at us without telling us the story that’s gotta be behind it!
My fancy pants Nikon sits on my desk as a paper weight most o’ the time, but I’ll try to be better.
Barb – you’re crazy! How are drunks in the parking lot any better than drunks on the lawn? 😉
GO Martha on the clothes shopping! If I were buying size 6s, you probably couldn’t pry me out of the mall. 🙂 Nothing to worry about Steve… move right along, no comment necessary.
No, I guess I best not…
That fancy pants Nikon has a couple of pictures of the barn I’d like…
-FP
Okay… one hour at a meeting and there is a flurry of activity!!!
@Martha: Good on ya! about the weight-loss / clothes. I completely understand having the wind taken out of you when clothes shopping. It’s one of the reasons my wardrobe is, how can I describe this, out dated.
Sunday riding is a possibility, although I may be out doing photography or reccying.
@Barb: Admitting you like Jimmy Buffet is the first step to recovery. Abstain! Be strong! There is not enough beer in the world to get me to hang around Parrothead freaks. 😛
@Stacy: If I had any artistic skills “Stop, Drop, and Poop” would already have its own logo and website. The phrase is my answer to all who complain about men taking too long in the bathroom to which I say… “Not me, when I have to go it’s stop, drop, and poop.”
@Debbie: You want lessons? I need to pay for my photography habit some how. 😛 (my habit got a lot worse yesterday — I can’t comment further yet). Get out on those country roads and shoot Yo! Get yourself to Senoia and take the photos of Crooks! You Can Do It….
Oooh I missed that about Martha. Size 6 — YOU GO GIRL!!! 🙂 Oot to the Woot!
Well – I like my friends that are Parrothead freaks, so this is the first concert tailgate I’ve been to in maybe 5 years. And Gregg (Hand Solo) came to town for this & a wedding on Saturday, so I gotta go, he needs a ride.
Paulie, you just have to have an open mind, drink a lot, and laugh at people. And – lots of scantily clad girls at these things…….
The only time I listen to Buffett music is with these folks, but I will admit, it doesn’t kill me to do it.
Debbie- you can get away from the drunks in the parking lot (or they are drunks I already know) but not necessarily on the lawn.
My favorite Buffett sing – The Weather is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful. How can you not like a song with that title.
See ya tomorrow night Stacy…… and you get to see Dan in his other life too!
Dan? Hmmmmm. Do we now know why Stacy likes OTP living? 😛
My boss of 15 years still mocks me because my resume said I was “proficient in photography.” It’s true though, I’m proficient, but all the lessons in the world wouldn’t give me the eye you have… like today’s photo, I would never have thought of that angle, and it’s so bemusing and different.
Have fun w/Buffett Barb & Stacy. Pictures of the drunken revelry would be good!
Haha yes and no, Paulie. Dan’s a good friend – was my salesman at my old job before I was laid off. I used to tease him about living so goddamn far OTP (Kennesaw) so, trust me, he had a field day when he learned I moved even further!! So, cool that I’m here now so I can now spend more time with him (and folks like Barb and Allen!) but it’s not like I’m getting laid or anything.
And I may or may not be there, Barb – hoping for a “yes” but I will have to talk to my house guest of the evening and see what he thinks and it depends when he gets in too. He’ll probably be game though! (and nope, no possibility for layage there either)
No matter what, cameras will be around!