What could be worse then going to the dentist? Going to the dentist when allergies have kicked your ass. That’s the fun I have scheduled for this morning.
Weary Are The Unlucky Who Have Been Burgled
Have you ever seen something and thought “Oh, that can’t be good.”? Yesterday as I walked down the stairs of the Marta station I saw a Marta police man talking with a woman. As soon as I saw the little driver’s door window smashed to bits I knew that my intuition was correct. I walked to my car and looked for signs of entry, but luckily there were none.
I mention this to remind us all that there are a lot of shit heads in this world. When in city remember the rules of parking in a parking lot. Never, let me repeat that, never leave anything of value in your car and remove anything of value (this includes small change, umbrellas, whatever) from sight as this might entice someone to break in to look for more.
Toll Booth? What Toll Booth?
I drove to work today and for the first time I remembered to bring along the new Garmin Nuvi 350 GPS. (which if you just read that last paragraph you know will always be take with me).
Watching my progress on the active map display was really kind of cool. However, I was more than a little confused that there was no indication of the toll, or even the toll booths which reside on GA400 present on the map. Isn’t the presence of toll roads and the location of their booths important information for drivers? I certainly think it is. I intend on using this device in cities / states / countries that I have never visited previously, I certainly would like to know information like this.
ITP Flickr Pic
Screwing around on the walk to my car two nights ago.
The reason it is angled is because I literally shot this from my hip while walking. I wish that I had captured the entire ‘N’ in “BUTTON”.
The Steps To Better Organization
You are in luck. Below I will outline the steps to being better at organization
1) Put things in order
2) Repeat Step 1 forever
See, it’s just that simple.
I am attempting to practice this again after spending too much time questioning my sanity as I dug through paperwork and electronic paperwork looking for payment history for one of my accounts. I vow to remain organized again…
There is a simple truth about living alone that I always try to remember. That truth is “If I don’t do {it}, {it} will never get done.” In that truth you can substitute any number of chores — laundry, cleaning, bill paying, etc. — for {it}.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – worn out and in a state of minor delirium
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Roscoe — “Midlake”
Website Of The Day – Do you like auctions? Do you like shopping at Goodwill? Then head on over to Shop Goodwill and start placing some bids. All I ask is that you never outbid me. Thanks.
Exercise (b)Log – law (or more correctly dirt) mowing; that was enough
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car
May Goals
1) Lose two pounds. (starting weight 200 lbs)
2) Exercise at least five days per week.
3) Read two books, specifically
3a) “722 Miles: The Building of the Subways and How They Transformed New York”
3b) “The Evolution Of Useful Things…”
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Did you remember to bring your bike with you? We are having plumbing problems (kitchen sink won’t drain, plumber is hopefully coming this afternoon), so we will be dining out this evening. In the mood for anything? I’ve been told of a tasty chinese restaurant not too far away……
Yes, the bike is locked to the top of the car. I have your directions and I may get crazy and let the gps guide me there. I will leave work around 6pm. Sorry to hear about your plumbing problems. Chinese sounds great.
See you tonight.
oh yeah – any of you other readers – Paulie & I are having dinner in Marietta tonight – anyone that wants to join us is welcome. Allan will be at the airport doing more paramedic training with the Ecko (sp?) unit.
And Martha & Stacy (since it doesn’t bother Paulie) – any new good gossip I need to know about?
Yeah, just label each gossip-related comment “GOSSIP ENCLOSED” and I might not read it. 😉
My better half said there were about 15 gals and untold bottles of wine gathered at Graveyard last night. If that tipsy henfest didn’t dish dirt than I’m the Pope.
Pope Brenan? Nah, doesn’t have a good ole Catholic ring to it.
JEEE-SUS! (ha!) I didn’t realize Brenan was really Pope either. This totally changes everything I ever felt about my Catholic education now….
Actually, in the beginning of the night I think we all looked at each other and asked, “okay…who’s got the gossip?” only to have it followed by that cricket-chirpin’ dead quiet. I don’t know if that changed after I left (yup, my bedtime seems to be much earlier than these party animals’), but I don’t seem to remember ANY new gossip while I was there.
Wow. I gotta work harder on that next time.
Not that we would tell if there were.*
What happens at GNO stays at GNO…unless you catch us right after when we’re still high on wine, of course. 🙂
*Barb, of course we would tell YOU….
Do you know why What happens at GNO stays at GNO? Because we are all to drunk to remember what happened at GNO!
oh, hey Paulie? you forgot to mention your quite sexy dirt mowing safety glasses. 🙂
You know what’s really funny. Okay so I saw you, and Cathy and Debbie ran by my house while I was mowing as well.
Because of my allergies and all of the crap I knew I was going to kick up I was going to wear a respirator as well. I am glad I didn’t now because I would have really looked like a freak if I had.