Smoke signals and other forms of communication

I really like technology. In a lot of ways it makes my job and my daily life easier. It seems that most of the focus of technology these days is towards better communication.

"There's this girl" I used to date who keeps in contact with me by text messaging my phone. Every once in a while she'll message me and I'll respond as positively as I can. Whenever I try and ask about how her life is going I'll get responses like:

"I've been really busy"
"There's a lot going on"
"It's a long story"
"You don't want to know"
"My life has been crazy"
etc.

It drives me crazy. I think in a lot of ways she brings this drama on herself -- at least the part of it that is real. A lot of it is also 'oh, poor pitiful me' kind of stuff. I get my usual response from her and then wait a month or so before she messages me again.

'DubDub' and I dated about 3 years and I never met her family. I barely met her kids. I was over at her house less than 6 times in those three years... we'd generally hang out at my place -- and by hang out I mean: have sex. That's really all we did. Sometimes we'd go out to eat (after sex) but we never once saw a movie in the theater together. Isn't that strange?

I got 'stood up' more times than I care to remember and she didn't like to celebrate Valentines Day (trauma-and-drama from a previous relationship). Most people who knew her say I'm better off but I don't know. As previously noted, I could really use a woman's touch. And the sex was good with 'DubDub'... but I guess that's all it was.

Hmmm... how sad.

Top 10 Cartoon Duo's

This time out the subject is Top 10 Cartoon Duo’s. I was only going to make this a Top 5 list but I had so many entries to work with, I added the last 5. Here’s the list is no particular order – wait, that’s not right… 10. Ren & Stimpy: Call this entry the ‘Odd Couple’ of the group. A cat and a dog (I think) living together and making their way despite their obvious instincts to be sworn enemies. I have to admit that this cartoon was hard to watch sometimes because of the ‘gross’ nature of both characters – pooping and boogers a big part of the vernacular. “Oh, Re-e-e-n?”, “Yes, Stimpy!” 9. Inspector Gadget & Penny: An uncle and his niece go around solving crimes against Dr. Claw. It was actually Gadget and his dog, Brain, that tried to solve the crimes and Penny that actually solved them. She would tell Brain the solution and that crazy dog would expend a great deal of energy trying to make the Inspector understand the solution. Finally, when Inspector Gadget would ‘stumble

High Kings vs. Celtic Thunder

I had the rare chance to compare Irish music this weekend. I caught performances by both “The High Kings” and “Celtic Thunder”. First up was HK: The show was filmed in front of an audience somewhere in Ireland. The set appeared to be a simple wooden stage that was reminiscent of a boat dock – simple and effective. There were drums on the left and a small supporting band on the right. While they played, a large video wall displayed images behind them – mostly water – setting the mood for the song they were singing at the time. The vocalists were excellent. You could tell they were really Irish by their brogues, which were honest and uncluttered. The harmonies were good and you could tell they were really singing. In the beginning of the show they made it clear that everyone should know all the words to the songs they were singing and the audience was asked to “sing up”. They started with a rousing version of “The Rocky Road To Dublin” which drew everyone in and they never let the audien

Lunch with a side of awkward

Last week I was sitting in my office wondering what to eat for lunch since I didn’t bring anything to eat. I happened to be in our break room and saw a collection of restaurant menus and began thumbing through them for suggestions. I came across a place that I had heard of but had never been to, so I decided to go there – mostly because of how close it was to the office. I walked in and looked around. The place was empty. There was a table of 4 ladies in the corner who looked like your basic bridge-playing women. Sitting in the booth next to them was another couple that looked like they were wrapping things up in order to leave. Finally a server appeared and seated me at a table across the aisle from the foursome. By then, the other couple had left. As I looked around, I noticed a lot of the place was made of or covered in wood. It’s the kind of a place you might find overlooking a body of water, but all that was outside this place was a parking lot. The server was tall, thin, dark hai

Down On Ferry Farm

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