wussy ass ponys

for some time i've quite enjoyed the melodies of cincinnati's own ass ponys. yeah, they were the ones who sang that song little bastard that "broke" them. but they ended up being more than that. and each time i hear them, or their we-broke-up-because-of-roll-your-eyes-typical-irresponsible-fame spawn, wussy, i smile bounce around a little. and you can no doubt count on hearing one of the two bands on request the x each month. like i just did. take a listen, why don't you?

song of the day: oasis, falling down (which may be a post all it's own one of these days)

yikes

so i was flipping through channels tonight and stopped in complete disbelief when i saw and heard the antics of this guy, who i'm pretty sure is certifiable. and i don't want to be friends with.

craigslist idiocy

i didn't really know what to title this post. "pet peeve," "stupidity" and "tasteless" were all candidates, as well.

so, i love craigslist. i've made some benji's, i've spent some benji's. it is just amazing to see the things that people will sell -- and how they describe it. and not necessarily in a good way. listen, if you are selling some piece of crap and you know it is a piece of crap, don't try to dupe people into thinking it is amazing. you know it isn't, so stop it. honestly, i've seen more posts that read like this:

*****GORGEOUS -- SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL -- WON'T LAST LONG*****

and the item looks like this:

*****SHIT*****

than i care to see. so you might be saying, "uhh... then stop looking at those posts," but craigslist is tricky that way. sometimes people are selling something that is gorgeous and beautiful... and you want to get your hands on it before they find out that they should be talking to Sotheby's.

here's a fun lesson in craigslist faux pas:
http://raleigh.craigslist.org/fuo/800628643.html

honestly, this woman (and we all know who it is thanks to her stellar photographic prowess)... she can't spell, obviously thinks that things/people of asian descent are still referred to as "oriental" like it is 1940 and she is trying desperately to make you think you want it. no way, lady. you can keep it.

again? really?

so i'm in the middle of transferring all of my files from the ftp server at work to my work computer. yes, the work computer that crashed on me two weeks ago. from the computer that crashed on me less than 12 hours ago. bloody hell! much like carrie (blog reference #2 to satc), i didn't back up. not to be confused with backing it up. cuz i can do that. and after my trip to best buy tonight, i'll be able to back up, too.

i'm just praying (and i mean PRAY-ING) that the transfer from the ftp server continues to go well and i won't be here all night waiting for it to finish.

on a completely different note, though... i was reminded of something just this afternoon that made me laugh. thinking of all of the gymnastics action in the olympics over the past two weeks(that i've been staying up until all hours of the night watching), i thought of our favorite gymnast of all -- a gymnast by the name of mary katherine gallagher.

gymmm-NAS-tics! baaack-FLIPS!


song of the day: gentleman auction house, call it casual

try it

bacon, spinach, tomato, cucumber, avacado and a VERY small amount of garlic & mayo. throw it all on sunflower bread and enjoy.

song of the day: delta spirit, strange vine

swimming

i love to go swimming. i'm a terrible swimmer. in fact, i don't think i can even say that i "swim" when i'm in the water. i took swimming lessons as a kid; i think that's what did it. swimming lessons pretty much entailed getting thrown in the deep end and having to "swim" to the person out there waiting. i mean, huh? but nonetheless, i do like to be in the water.

i've been home sick with some kind of stomach bug the past two days (along with about 5 other colleagues) and i've been able to watch a lot of olympic swimming. it is just amazing to me that human bodies can do what they can do. these swimmers are just amazing... not to mention all of the other athletes who are tumbling, running, diving, etc.

perhaps something that amazes me as much as the athletes is the photography. these amazing moments are captured by the most incredibly talented photographers. i'm guessing it is just as much pressure to capture the moment properly as it is to perform the moment being captured.

we fell in love in the key of c

going to see wilco tonight. that just makes me happy.

song of the day: jukebox the ghost, under my skin

the nomadic life

sometimes the thought of being in one place for a long period of time scares the crap out of me. the longest i was ever in once place (voluntarily) was in college. maybe it is because since college i have been in quite a few places and that i've just become accustom to it... i don't know. sometimes i see my photos of pennsylvania landscape and want to be there. sometimes i see the evergreens of oregon and can't stop wondering what it would be like to live there. sometimes i think of my experience in nantucket and then all of the sudden it is like in a movie when the record stops playing and you can hear it scratch as everything stops and everyone gets quiet... that's because i realize i'm not swimming in cash and can't afford to live in nantucket. hi, reality.

the thought of making friends and leaving friends isn't fun, though. i would imagine pretty soon you just don't even attempt to make friends because you know you'll be gone in a couple years. and all that moving? honestly, we have been here for nearly 3 years and still have boxes that aren't unpacked. dammit. i need to get on that.

i like the south, though. the purchase of a swimming pool is justified because you can practically use it year-round, the air quality is good where we are, there's a vibrant arts scene, our friends are fun, our house is rad (and only getting better), we're close to the beach, we're close to the mountains, there's great universities, a minor league baseball team, it's sunny on most days, restaurants have outdoor seating almost all year long, shrimp burgers are awesome, the city continues to grow, one of my best girlfriends now lives a few hours away and rita's is scheduled to open yet this summer.

i think i'll stay here... for a while longer anyway.

song of the day: my morning jacket, aluminum park