Down On Ferry Farm

Got the surprise of my life last night when DubDub IM'd me and asked if I was 'available'. I generally know what that means. To be fair, we had 'chatted' on Friday night. We had a nice long 'talk' about us and everything. It was a nice 'talk'. On Saturday, it was her mother's birthday and they were celebrating at an establishment not far from my house. She asked if she could come over. Who am I to say 'no'? It was nice to be back after such a long drought. It truly is like riding a bicycle but my stamina was a little low. All in all, I think we both had a pretty good time. I hope this entry is not too obvious. p.s. - Hey, Superman, what do I win?

Life is about discovery. Went to see "Capote" with Superman last night. Neither of us had to work today so we got something to eat and then slipped over to the theater to watch the movie. We had Theater 3 to ourselves. Sort of sad, but kind of cool at the same time. It was a slow moving character study of Truman Capote's methodical plod toward writing "In Cold Blood". I vaguely remember reading that book at some point during my school years and I had no idea that Capote was so close to the case. I figured he had learned about the story from the paper and wrote a hybrid fiction/non-fiction account of the killings. It turned out he helped get them better lawyers, interviewed them (quite extensively) and even took pictures with them. I had no idea that was the case. I also never realized that he never wrote another complete work. I can't say that I really followed Truman Capote's life and times, but... Side note: I'm sitting here watching Women's Ol

Well, I'm not proud of myself but I fell off the wagon tonight. A group of us from work all went out for social purposes and went to a nice bar&grill-type place. I was starving because I hadn't eaten anything all day and when the young waitress asked my what I wanted, I ended up ordering a beer. I don't know why I did it -- that's a lie, I DO know why. I was having a really crappy Friday and I didn't want to bring the group down. I wanted to go and be social... so I had a drink. and another... and another. A good time was had by all.

I don't know about you but I like to watch the Olympics. From the opening ceremony, to all the ice and snow sports to the closing ceremony. Believe it or not, one of my favorites to watch is Curling. It's basically Bocce on ice. Basically. They call it 'chess on ice' and some matches can be quite intense. I came home from work tonight and women's curling was on... the Americans vs. the Japanese. (side note -- we have a really cute team). Anyhow, the Americans lost in overtime. Boring, I know, but I think it's cool and that's all that matters. I also think it's really cool when someone wins a medal for the love of their country. I can't, however, understand those individuals who will become a resident of another country just to compete. You weren't good enough for your own country, why would another one want you? You see the gold-medal winner standing on the podium with tears welling up in their eyes. I can tell you right now I'd be crying lik

I few years ago, when I moved into an apartment by myself, I purchased an artist's table and chair. Picture "Mike Brady's" architect table -- a large white table at a slight angle. I even bought a light with the adjustable arms that could swing into the right position. I'm not an artist nor an architect but I liked the table. The chair had a place to put my feet and it adjusted up and down to match the height of the table. I ended up giving the table to my nephew, who was looking for some furniture. But I held on to the chair. My sister gave me an L-shaped computer table (that I'm still using, along with that adjustable light) which only meant that I had to lower the chair to its lowest possible setting. After years of use, the chair finally gave out. It got to the point that when I leaned back, it leaned back with me. It soon got to the point that it wasn't snapping back when I sat up. I had worn the back piece completely out and very soon after -- remove

Superman finally gave up the ghost and closed up shop. I have to admit, it was cool while it lasted. But don't feel too bad for him. He's been offered an honest-to-god, real teaching job. You can see his eyes light up when he talks about it. I'm just happy that his life is working out for him because he's had some hard years. I've had some hard times myself and some of those days I felt like someone kicked me in the crotch. The thought that pulled me through is that somebody somewhere is living a harder life than me. My grandfather used to say "in 100 years it won't matter". I say that in 5 years or maybe even a year it won't matter -- depending on what it is. There is so much wisdom out there for every situation. You know why? Because someone has lived through whatever it is you're going through. I bought a house a few years back and was making myself ill worrying about all the money. I'm working at a job making decent money but I come hom

I went to see "Match Point" tonight. I set out to see "Brokeback Mountain" but it was sold out. Can I just tell you right off that Scarlett Johansson is a smokin' hottie. I think I like her so much because she reminds me of DubDub. I thought this was going to be a completely different movie -- one driven by Scarlett as a vixen in a love triangle. Instead it was a tense drama driven by some smarmy guy. For once that I can remember, Woody Allen didn't have a cameo in his own movie. I miss DubDub. I'm going to try and call her tomorrow and see if we can't get together. I play this little game to see how long I can sustain myself without something... nothing dangerous, you understand. I think my time is coming close to being up with DubDub. I'm tired of leaving my house in the morning, working and then returning home. How am I supposed to meet someone that way? I'm just frustrated, looking up at the light from this hole that I've dug myself i

Whenever I can, I try to fight for the 'little guy' -- wield whatever power I have to remove problems that I see. That's why it disturbs me when people who should do the same thing -- don't. Here's what I'm talking about: One of the Vice President's of our company mooches off the company. She gets a whopping check yet the company pays her mortgage. She drives around in a very expensive car -- it's a company car. She paid cash for 'her' car. Whenever she needs software of any kind, she sees if we have it first before she goes out and buys it with her own dime. And the President of the company isn't any better. He keeps showing up to work with a different laptop that he can't seem to work -- and they're different every time. "What happened to the laptop that was purchased for you?" I ask him. "I gave it to my wife /daughter /girlfriend /son /niece /mailman" is usually the response I get. I'm thinking to myself &q