Saturday, April 30, 2005

Saturday Afternoon Post

Ok, so work is in the process of begining to wrap up here. Not soon enough for me, but I guess I can't complain. Eventually I'll be back home, riding my bike and exercising to my heart's content. I've been very pleased with the gym next door where I've been swimming and running the last few weeks. Had a fantastic swim last night, wish I could have gotten more in, but they close at 10, shit that is when my night is starting. But yeah.. feels wierd swimming around people who are really really bad. It would be like Michael Jordan going to the park to play a pick-up game. I'm not bragging about how good I am, but merely at how bad these people are. True, most of them seem to be old enough to be in a rest home, but still.. I feel like I'm freaking flying compared to these people. What really sucks is that this must be what it has always felt like for Sean when he swims with me. Damn, that is sort of humbling.

Other news, for those of you needing to get a fix on all things concerning zombies, Joey has started Zombie Talk, for those of us with nothing more productive to do with our imaginations. Ahh, that is sort of sad, but entertaining none the less. Expect lots of interesting comments and posts in the near future.

In other news, I've found that it is possible to function on 3 hours of sleep a night and still feel productive. I know, I know.. we all remember Ryan Rollings but I've found it is entirely possible. True, I have to sneak in little 30 minute naps here and there.. but I find that I can still exercise and work 15-17 hours a day, plus the driving, and feel fine. Sure, I wouldn't want to have to operate any heavy machinery, or even run a triathlon, but I feel ok doing what I have to do up here. But also, getting back onto a 7+ hours a night schedule will be really nice. Ahh.. not having to get up at 6 will rock.

Ok, since I've found that long posts get less comments, I'm gone..

Later

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Funny link

Alright, first off I want to say that this would be the coolest exhibit ever. Why is it whenever I actually end up getting to a museum they never have stuff like this. Serves them right.

Other than that nothing much to report. Fun little discussion about zombies and the such in the comments from a few posts ago.. I know lots of people blog stalk.. but comment stalking is even more fun.

Later

Monday, April 25, 2005

Interesting Link to pass time

Ok, so I gotta give credit to William Gibson for pointing me this way, or his blog at least. Anyways, SmugglerSite is a really interesting site with lots of music videos and commercials which are sort of unique. My favorite thus far would have to be the Fatboy Slim video "Don't Let the Man Keep you Down" at least I think that is the title. Anyways, I thought it was cool and it helped me pass a little time during work.

Later

Friday, April 22, 2005

Zombie Proximity

Where do zombies come from? This usually is a point of contention with many film makers.. sometimes they come from curses placed on a people by some evil magician. Other times it is a promising new wonder-drug gone horribly wrong. I'm sure there are others, but I didn't bring the Zombie Survival Guide up here so I might have missed a few. Anyways, the prominate feature of these two theories is that you need dead people to get zombies. And where do you find the most dead people? No, Joey.. not grad school.. I'm talking cemetaries, or graveyards, or boneyards.. whatever you want to call it. Anyways, you are probably wondering what I'm bring all this up for.. right? Well let me tell you.

The site I'm working on just happens to be located in a pretty nasty part of town. Gun shots fill the air almost daily, but that isn't what scares me. What scares me is the fact that within a stone's throw from where I work daily, there is a graveyard. And the likelihood that one of these individuals who are being shot rests there is pretty good. What would be the chance that one of these recently deceased individuals who had left the world in some horrible manner would rise from the dead to exact his/her revenge on the masses. So, I'm constantly scanning the cemetary looking for hands breaking the dirt from freshly laid graves... I always point my car away from the cemetary for quick escape... the machettes are laid out from quick usage should the need arise. Always prepared... always. But still, what if one day I'm grabbing my pumps, and one is hiding in the shadows.. well we'll just have to face that bridge when we come to it.. but when i return from here.. and I'm sort of shuffling and look even more pale that usual.. I just thought I would warn you all now in case I get zombified..

Later

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Post for the masses

Alright punks, I'm posting, so lay off. I can assure you this post will not be as interesting as Joey's "Five Year Old Battle Royale" or Sean's latest rant about how republicans are destroying the world.. nor will it contain any clever poems or rhymes like Lacy's latest post.. so I hope you are merely happy with me talking about nothing important at all.

I've been swimming at the gym next door to the hotel.. feels good to be swimming again, though I don't think they normally get people who actually swim laps. People in the aquacize class keep getting in my lane, the oldies... sort of annyoing if you ask me. Swimming along, do a flip-turn, and suddenly you are staring straight at some huge, wrinkle, varicose veiny legs protruding from a flower suit much to small to fit the gigantic eldery woman who can barely handle the little foam weights they use in the class. Other than the occasional lane confusion, the swimming is fantastic. I'm obviously out of swimming shape, but the last few nights of swimming I feel like I've made marked improvement. So, hopefully I'll be able to be moderately competitive this season in the whole triathlon thing.

Tomorrow I don't have to be onsite until 3 pm or so. I think I'm going to get up early.. eat some oatmeal, do some movement prep, go running, lift some weights.. eat second breakfast, calibrate all my pumps and everything, get everything ready to ship to NY, lunch, maybe swim (don't want to overtrain, but eh.. I'm young) and then who knows.

Joey, just for future knowledge, I've totally got your back when the moaning, brain-eating hordes arrive. No matter what my current blogging situation is.

Adult Swim is on.. gotta go kill some brain cells.

Later