cats in the cradle

this is in the top 10 of greatest pictures ever. makes me think of lil benjamin. he threw up the night before. his love of plastic will continue to haunt him. if there was a rehab center for cats with addictions to plastic, i'd take him there. but no such thing exists, because, it's stupid.

put me in coach

there are certain cliches in sports that i live by. "pitching/defense wins championships." that is true. even though they didn't win the world series, look back at the houston astros 2005 lineup. it absolutely blows, but their pitching/defense was amazing. so cliches sometimes are true, so they don't bug me.

short-sighted projections, however, really bug me. i like to say, "just because it's true today, doesn't make it true tomorrow." i try to live by that. a friend might hate me today, but love me tomorrow. nothing is set in stone. behaviors/thoughts change. people change. so that's why it's hard to write what i'm about to write. because it's new. it's amazingly new and i'm already judging it, trying to change it, but i can't help it.

post-graduate life sucks. i'm already sick of it. i have so much free time. i'm accomplishing nothing. i feel sluggish and without motivation. i'm laying around watching horrible television and i don't even have cable!! that's how horrible it is people.

i'm ready for something new. i'm thinking of voluteering. maybe downtown at a homeless shelter or some political group. or maybe a church group working with younger people. i have to do something with my time because wasting it is not an option. i've gone three years scheduling a million little things into a finite amount of time and i was amazing. i have to start doing that again. soon.

interview with darryl from the office.

scrubs is back. it was on ABC last night. i actually enjoyed it. they had succumbed to what many sitcoms succumb to which is the death of relateability with the characters. they become unreal, just cartoons. they were real last night and it was nice. i enjoy these people. fictional people.

trillion dollar deficits are now a reality.

i hear the song teenagers from department of eagles and i love it.

that's alright mama

cassandra was the daughter of king priam and queen hecuba of troy. apollo was enchanted by her beauty, so he gave her a gift: the gift of prophecy. she, however, did not return the love shown by apollo. so he rendered her prophecies useless by making her unbelievable. she can see the future, but no one believes her. that would be rough.

i just recently started drinking coffee and while i find it to be a refreshing pick-me-up, i cannot say the same about the small, coffee straws that can be found in offices and gas stations. these straws are dangerous. if you don't completely wrap your lips around the straw, there is a tendency to suck it down your throat causing massive neurological trauma and possible hypoxia. yes, these little straws need to be put up high away on a shelf so adults cannot reach them and hurt themselves. it's a public safety issue and i hope the obama administration gets to work on this issue right away.

pitchfork took about three weeks off and now they're catching up, calling it "while we were out." there's an entry in there about wilco and it includes jeff's sons blog. it's a pretty good read.

mcdonalds has a 401K plan.

speaking of fast food, here is a jack-in-the-box dietery breakdown of their food. take a moment and see how much fat and calories make up just one jumbo jack or ultimate cheeseburger. you will forever swear off this shit. you can do this for each fast food restaurant you've eaten at.

as far as my football picks go, it was a tale of two weekends. saturday: 0-2. sunday: 2-0. so my AFC superbowl pick is out. i have replaced the colts with the ravens. my NFC superbowl pick is still alive, mostly because they didn't play this weekend. they had a bye. so giants-ravens is where i'm putting my money now.

meebo.