Dad is smiling
By Markus | September 20, 2008
I know he is:
Florida routs Tennessee in SEC opener
Gators 30, Vols 6. Yep, Dad has to be happy today.
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Dad
By Markus | September 8, 2008
My dad passed away this morning. I don’t have a lot to say at the moment, except that it’s very strange to be suddenly without my dad.
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Candidatespeak
By Markus | July 19, 2008
Do you think John McCain would mind if we help straighten out his Straight Talk even more?
“I am sure,” Mr. McCain added, “that Senator Obama is going to arrive in Baghdad in a much, much
safer and secure[more dangerous and chaotic] environment than the one that he would have encountered before westarted the surge[invaded Iraq].”
Edited to put added words into brackets.
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There’s nothing worse than…
By Markus | July 8, 2008
Actually, the blank part of “there’s nothing worse than blank” is usually not so bad, but the misery of the moment is a headache that’s been with me, off and on, all day. Happily, it vanished long enough for me to get through rehearsal, after-rehearsal story time, and back into the truck. Then, bam, it returned. Had some grub and four aspirin tablets, and it’s starting to feel better now.
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Spam is like cobwebs
By Markus | July 3, 2008
Spam builds up quickly in the comments moderation queue. After six weeks or so of neglect, I had 1189 pieces of garbage to flush away. Serves me right for not paying attention, I guess.
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Thank You
By Markus | May 9, 2008
Dear God,
I can’t thank You enough for my life.
Thank You.
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Smoking
By Markus | April 25, 2008
I am smoking Bugler. I’ve been smoking about a pack a day of it since, oh, I don’t know, around the first of the month.
I first fell off the wagon this time with Marlboros, my usual. This was on March 27th if I recall correctly.
They tasted like crap though, and made me feel like crap, and I didn’t really enjoy them.
A notion occured to me: ABM–Anything But Marlboro.
So I bought a pack of Bugler.
A few things I’ve noticed about it: it doesn’t make me cough like the Marlboros do. I also genuinely like the taste.
It makes me work for it, too. That’s kind of good.
They’ve improved the papers. They’re not like the Tops carpets anymore (they were like that, right? It’s been a while). They’re nice little folded papers–imagine a typical 1.25, only not 1.25; smaller, but just right for a good cig. They’re glued onto the side of the pouch with gum rubber. Handy.
A pack of Bugler is around two bucks; a little more some places, a little less others. That’s two USD, so as you can see, it really isn’t very much at all, especially in Europe.
Of course, I’m still chewing the gum too, so there is that.
Don’t smoke, by the way. It isn’t cool, it sucks. It’s also horribly sloppy, and rolling your own is especially so. Still I choose to do it. I can’t excuse it; I won’t even try.
Most of all, don’t come rapping on my iron lung with your complaints, assuming I can hear them for your tracheotomy. Well, you could probably get one of those little boxes like the guy on South Park. Yeah, that’s funny shit. Sigh. Time for a smoke.
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Roach 2, Weatherman 0
By Markus | April 14, 2008
Too funny:
(Swiped from Patrap at Jeff Masters’ blog at Weather Underground.)
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Drink your coffee, dear
By Markus | April 3, 2008
What a nice thing to read while having my coffee:
Daily caffeine ‘protects brain’
Take that, you decaf freaks!
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Twosday
By Markus | March 25, 2008
I’ve always loved Tuesdays. Well, maybe not “always”. A friend of mine in high school once told me he was convinced I “didn’t exist on Tuesdays”, because he never saw me on that day. I liked that idea.
Mom’s told me before, “I like Tuesdays. I once said to (her own) Mother, `I must have been born on a Tuesday,’ and she said, `as a matter of fact, you were.’” Myself, I was born on a Saturday, and Tuesday and Saturday are my two favorite days, as it happens. Of course, who doesn’t grow up watching Saturday morning cartoons and not love Saturday? Not to mention, of course, the break from school.
Today makes twelve weeks tobacco-free (although not nicotine-free; still chewing the good old nicotine polacrilex). I went ahead and weighed again today (at Winn-Dixie, as usual) and came in at a little under 222 lb. I guess Saturday’s weight was the anomaly, not the week before, so that makes me happy.
I bought some New Balance sneakers from JC Penny Penney yesterday. The $25 AMEX gift card Linda gave me for Christmas came in handy for that (thanks, Linda). So I wound up with the shoes I wanted for less than $30, and I love them. Now I won’t have to walk my Rockports to pieces. The walking thing has become like an addiction.
At the center point of my usual route (and thanks to Coleman for that one), there is a circle, and as I approached it today I wondered if I should take it clockwise or counter-clockwise. I usually do the former, but yesterday I did the latter. I was wondered if I should alternate or not (I continually think about such dumb things), and had just decided to swing right and take it counter-clockwise, when a little cat saw me and approached in that not-at-all-shy way cats who are loved can have. After a few seconds of get-acquainted, she (maybe, I didn’t check) let me pet her and decided she liked that a lot. She practically climbed up my leg when I stood, and it was hard to walk past her; I had to break into a jog to get away. After I rounded the circle, I didn’t see her at first; then there she was, off in the brush on the shoulder, and another little cat, a tabby, was there as well. It was a neat encounter, and lifted my spirits; not to mention, it’s been another beautiful day.
I feel like I should write something else, but
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