rich again

my parents are the greatest in the world

on takeoffs and taking it in

bye bye, baby! fly high and far away, into the future where maybe I'll see you, maybe in another realm of insanity and anonymity. maybe we'll just be blades of grass blowing in the wind by then, or maybe we'll land fairly squarely back on our flat field when I can see you again. grow wings, anonangel, and if you come back, tell me a tale that will be the envy of all men's ears.

Stomach that, Liver; die -- I jest!! try it in-testing; but keep an empty paper bag for that tan body -- we all got plane rides to catch.

I Watched TV Today

Today, I watched Anderson Cooper reporting from Haiti due to the tragic earthquake last night. It was a terrible image, and terrible motions that transmit through the screen, that tell of fear and losing control over your own survival, overwhelmingness of the situation and of hundreds of bodies lying in the rubble. Hope for the situation to change but hopelessness that you have any power to change anything, except find alive souls and shout for others to help you get them out. And this will only last days, else the stuck undead will starve and thirst to death.

I hated this guy with his own dumb show, Olly, (it's "Saving History with Olly Steeds") who basically used a single religious question into a travel-around-the-world investigative journey that offends people with his ignorance along the way. Where is the holy ark, the ten commandments that God gave us, now residing?!? Who took it in the war 2500 years ago when some Jews escaped Jerusalem holding this priceless artifact? Did it even make it out? We'll never know! But in case it made it out, let's investigate how it would be possible (Of course it's possible!)

Is it possible to lug the 60 pound object through the tunnel to get past the old city's walls, and then to cross the desert with the Bedouins?? Then go down the Nile? Can you float on the river with the commandments? Can one do it? Can you then hike to this Ethiopian temple and find a dude to dedicate his life to guarding it? Well I'll try this all out and see! And yes, $100,000 later we discover that yes, indeed this is possible. Indeed a Jew or two could have smuggled the ten commandments themselves into Ethiopia, where it is now guarded by a single man in a fenced-in sanctuary who calls himself The Guardian. No modern-day security, sure. Sure it's there. "They didn't let me in with my camera? Then didn't let me in?!? What shit is this? I'm so disappointed I didn't get to see the holy grail of God's relationship with man, the ten commandments tablets. This trip is complete bollocks. We can't even see it through." -Pretty much what he said.
What a bunch of shit and a disrespecful man, this Englishman Olly. He brought his laptop out into the desert and went on it to look up some facts for us watching TV. So we watched him scroll some facts on his laptop. Meanwhile, the small children were gaping at his device, never having seen it before, not knowing what it does and not speaking his language. And I bet he spent more time on it off-camera instead of socializing and respecting the locals who were showing him around and helping him make this show... Who sacrificed a goat in the desert to feed the crew, and offered him the testicles. They were welcoming him, making him feel warm and at home and comfortable, helping him survive in the foreign desert he would inevitably die in, while he browses the internet! On his glorious 2008 silver Mac. Then he expresses his disappointment in not fulfilling all his questions and finding the answer. Find the answer, ha! And he didn't even have all his facts right! He kept referring to Jewish holy men as priests. What a BONER.
Ha! I just looked him up on google and found out this was the PREMIERE, January 13, thank God, I just hope it's his last show. It was terrible and a waste of my time, and all the travel money, emissions, andwasted breath of the interviewees. Sorry you thought your interview would be special on American TV. Not your fault this one was a flop. Olly, you seem like a stuck-up, selfish brat who can smooth-talk his way out of things but ran out of a vocabulary after more than a few sentences. Sorry man, get another job and this show needs to not make it.

Zen and the Art of iPod Shuffling

Chit-chat with Tonyman this morn' --

Sometimes, your iPod or iTunes just know what to play, right? Doesn't this happen to you?? Or do you think it's all random chance?

Usually, you stock your music library with stuff you don't hate. Stuff you might want to give a chance if you had all the time in the world, but may not have time to get to. So, when random shuffle brings you a new song, maybe you should give it a more thorough listen... Have you really listened to and appreciated this song before? Now's the time! Your appley program chose it for you at this very time, so this is the very time. No better time than now. Listen.

Or, if you flat out don't like it, change it -- God! Don't let yourself listen to $hlt. I mean have some control!! Choose what you want to hear!!!!!!!!!!!!

jello!

At the office mid-afternoon and sooooooooo chilled out in this white sweater

things is groovin' and life is jello

you just don't want to let yourself slide too comfortably into the middle, you might not want to come out

(though it is padded and comfortable, and offers nourishment)

danced with devil a couple of times today

nothing too scary just bought McDs for lunch which is a poor health splurge impulse decision, and supported other larger corporations because of product convenience as well. FAIL

...and smoked a little herb, ON DUTY (gasp!)

OH MAN so I signed on to fb chat for a few minutes and bam - hear from two Urbana hippie friends that there's a sweet afro beat show tonight! downtown at High Dive at 9, which gives me about an hour

Today Was Supposed To Be

It's just another Thursday, concluding 2010's first week. Slow e-mail week, only document trading/sharing with my co-directors as always, editing and overseeing away! But what good good things I list here today on this list day:

• New table for office!!!!!!! Made sustainably with salvaged woodboards, 4 adjustable old and heavy iron rods, tea-stain finish... It's awesome! We have basically no furniture in this joint (just old desks and chairs, bookshelf and file cabinet). I will look back upon this fondly. We started with nothing but our vision and dedication. Our office space and furniture has all been donated to us as starter capital, an easy donated investment, but they are tools with which we will build a great program in IL. We will build it here, and people around the state are already knocking at our door.
• Got two checks today and another belated birthday present in the mail, along with a farting musical card from my parents. I also drove in the 6-inch snow to meet my friend Rekha for lunch, and she brought a friend from Mumbai who had some crazy India train stories!! One had to do with cockroach-lined walls.
• Upon return, initiated a very necessary internal meeting on process organization and streamlining, the need to be detail-oriented for our expansion. I am still editing the verification checklist for us that will be a work in progress for some time...
• Exec Team Member forwarded a lead e-mail from someone majorly interested in our program, someone who could possibly disseminate it to multiple cities in the state easily............... ahhhhhhh!
• Finally spending a few extra hours properly and pretty efficiently editing and caring for the soon-to-be final product to give to one business in our program. As I should; I haven't spent enough time doing quality assurance. Be proud of your product and your baby, they take work.
• From text msgs this afternoon, a snippet: "...there's some nice fluffy snow here, don'tcha know dear. We're gonna be bombin hills and havin thrills tryin to protect our kosha dills..." Oh boy, playing outside... This entire pickle situation is so unkosher, you know?!
• AH! Funny. "Opposite Day" by Andrew Bird came on www.Pandora.com (Wow! first time in a while on there), which goes: "And Today Was Supposed To Be, Just Another Day..." It wasn't. Well, it was, in the sense of constant discovery and wonder, excitement of life and what I do in my job made of passion, and of the dynamics of the interface between happening events seemingly outside my control with my ever-changing self and interactions with my peers. Gahhh, am I writing a research paper?!?!
• The answer to that question is Yes. This is all research for those times that are gonna happen in the future when we hit big. Swing big and don't miss, player of the year. You've had more than 6 years of prep for this.