Month: August 2003
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Haphazard Linkage
I’m not quite sure why, but I think that The Sad Mafioso is a really cool name. Glitter Dolly just makes me think of porn…or an antigoth. Someone Loves you. And, finally, a blank slate.
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I’m down 12 inches…
I finally broke down and headed to WalMart to pick up some inexpensive clothing that actually fits now that I’m getting close to my goal weight. My plan backfired a few weeks ago when I picked up some shorts with a 42″ waist and they were falling off. It turns out that I’m actually now a 38″ waist. All I can say is, holy crap.
In January I was a 50″ waist with 46″ hips so I just wore 46″ jeans on my hips and let my paunch hang over. Now the paunch is tactfully hidden away under the pants because it’s mostly skin anyway. I can finally fit into some rather trendy looking kit…looks like, come Fall, I’ll be assembling a whole new wardrobe starting with a fire suit.
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Lunch
- 2 grilled Banquet Glazed Chicken patties
- 2 slices American cheese
- 2 Norpaco Pepper Delights
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Breakfast
- 1 stick Sorrento String Cheese
- Handful shaved almonds
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A meaningless personal milestone…
Whenever I come back from a bathroom break at work, I always try to jump up and touch the ceiling in the hallway. For the first time ever, I actually made contact and successfully smacked one of the tiles with the tips of my fingers. So, despite the obvious fact that white men can’t jump, I am now light enough and strong enough to hit the ceiling. So this is a personal accomplishment, albeit a meaningless one since I have no idea how high the ceiling actually is.
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Some teens are damn idiots!
Imagine, if you will, the following dramatization. The sun shines through the wispy branches that overhang the golden sand and fragments of light bounce wildly off the ripples of the pond. Laughter and squeals of delight can be heard as children splash each other in waist-deep water. Some parents wade in up to their ankles and others sun themselves on beach towels and blankets. A butterfly floats overhead on the warm breeze.
Then, screams. A commotion. A half dozen parents scurry through the water to a woman who is crying. A motionless floating body is scooped out of the water and pulled to shore. Some people scream for help. Some people dial 911. Some people hurriedly look around for the lifeguard.
Two teenage girls in bright red one-piece bathing suits stand helpless off to one side. They are as frightened and confused as everyone else but are quite puzzled as to why parents keep staring at them and yelling to them to help. On their bright red bathing suits is the word LIFEGUARD emblazoned in white serif with a small coast guard logo. Finally, a frenzied Father runs over, grabs the two of them, and drags them over to the scene to help.
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Citibank Email Fraud Scam
Do not click on any link in any email masquerading as any financial institution! Instead, if you receive an email from your bank (or PayPal or eBay), manually go to your browser, open up their Web site to login and then manually browse to whatever new feature they want you to look at. Reputable institutions will never direct you to a page that asks you to re-enter any personal information.
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Hrm…I was late to the punch.
Ohwell, maybe I’ll be fair and balanced some other day…