Erratic Thursday (Edited for Big Brother)
Let's start this off with something I rarely do: complain about something. So I'm getting coffee on the way to work, and the lady a couple of cars ahead of me gets her stuff. She puts her beverage into her holder thingie, and then proceeds to get her wallet and purse and everything else all nice and straightened out — then she pulls forward.
I swear.
Like I've said before, you won't find anyone faster at an ATM than me, but come on, at least make an attempt. Get your stuff, pull forward a bit so the people behind can get to the window, THEN situate yourself. Think of it this way: if you're the fifth person in line and everyone ahead of you takes an extra 30 seconds getting their wedgies out before pulling forward, you just lost TWO minutes of your life.
Just two minutes you say? Just think about all the things you could do in two minutes. No really, think about it. See? You spent about half that long reading this post, didn't you? And now you're waiting to see if I say something funny because you know that there have been times — several of them, I'm sure — that as much as you didn't want to, you cracked a smile or giggled at something I typed. Admit it. You didn't want to give me the satisfaction of knowing I made you laugh — even though you were at home, all alone, and no one would ever know but you (and me, obviously) — but you couldn't help yourself. Now you're trying to decide if what I just said was funny, or slightly humorous — and you're wondering if there's going to be some climactic punch line to all of this — but there's not.
See? Just think of all the things you could have been doing this whole time. I rest my case.
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It's a little over a month since my LASIK/ASA, and things are going great. I'm holding steady at being able to read 20/20 combined, and I'm able — on average — to read about half the 20/15 line combined. That's pretty cool. I'm hoping that this improvement will continue at the same rate it has, because if I did my math properly, I should have X-ray vision in about 4 months (give or take a week). Now THAT will be sweet.
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I'm growing my Van Dyke back again. I tried the clean-shaven look, but that's for girls. I'd still like to do the full beard, but all I catch is grief from my wife and Mom when I do that. What's up with that? Something about how I don't have to look at "it" and they do. *scoffs*
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THIS PORTION WAS EDITED TO REMOVE MY NOT SO SNEAKY CLUES. Man, you guys need to get off your computers more, Lee!
Here's one from left field: I was contacted by a company I'm not supposed to mention here about potentially becoming a photography apprentice. They wanted me to do some upstart shoots for them, which is cool and all — but they're not from around here. This company (see, I removed the hint) scouts for photographers and models and stuff, and they solicit a group of 40 people and whittle down those that accept, letting the ones who live through the process apprentice other established photographers in the company. Some of the people at this company (and this hint was removed, too) know of me from my RAILhead Design/internet presence (which includes Photo.net, Flickr, Lomography.com, and loads of other photo sites), and they got my name on the initial list.
How crazy jacked-up is that? I guess it pays to have been on "teh intarnet" for so long.
Needless to say, I politely thanked them for the chance and said no. If it would have been like a televised thing, I may have done it just for fun — but it wasn't really a "contest" thing per se: you just had to show you had the chops for photography and post-production. No prize, no nothing — just a chance to get work doing magazine/publishing photography (which I guess is a prize of sorts, but not the kind I'd work for). It would have been cool yes, but there's no way in Hades I would have lasted very long — and I don't like flying, anyway. And, of course, I'm not really a "real" photographer as far as doing it as a profession (and I'm not all that good).
But man, how crazy is that? Maybe if this would have happened when I was 20-something, maybe. I asked if they could mail me the request on letterhead, and they said they would — so that'll be cool for the scrapbook (if I had one).
•••••
I'm really hungry.
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I'm not going to be able to see Les Claypool/Primus tomorrow. No one is brave enough to go with me. =(
•••••
I ordered a Gadsden Flag sticker for my pedalboard case last night. DON'T TREAD ON ME. w00t!
•••••
I have practice tonight and I'm already about to fall asleep. This should be interesting.
I swear.
Like I've said before, you won't find anyone faster at an ATM than me, but come on, at least make an attempt. Get your stuff, pull forward a bit so the people behind can get to the window, THEN situate yourself. Think of it this way: if you're the fifth person in line and everyone ahead of you takes an extra 30 seconds getting their wedgies out before pulling forward, you just lost TWO minutes of your life.
Just two minutes you say? Just think about all the things you could do in two minutes. No really, think about it. See? You spent about half that long reading this post, didn't you? And now you're waiting to see if I say something funny because you know that there have been times — several of them, I'm sure — that as much as you didn't want to, you cracked a smile or giggled at something I typed. Admit it. You didn't want to give me the satisfaction of knowing I made you laugh — even though you were at home, all alone, and no one would ever know but you (and me, obviously) — but you couldn't help yourself. Now you're trying to decide if what I just said was funny, or slightly humorous — and you're wondering if there's going to be some climactic punch line to all of this — but there's not.
See? Just think of all the things you could have been doing this whole time. I rest my case.
•••••
It's a little over a month since my LASIK/ASA, and things are going great. I'm holding steady at being able to read 20/20 combined, and I'm able — on average — to read about half the 20/15 line combined. That's pretty cool. I'm hoping that this improvement will continue at the same rate it has, because if I did my math properly, I should have X-ray vision in about 4 months (give or take a week). Now THAT will be sweet.
•••••
I'm growing my Van Dyke back again. I tried the clean-shaven look, but that's for girls. I'd still like to do the full beard, but all I catch is grief from my wife and Mom when I do that. What's up with that? Something about how I don't have to look at "it" and they do. *scoffs*
•••••
THIS PORTION WAS EDITED TO REMOVE MY NOT SO SNEAKY CLUES. Man, you guys need to get off your computers more, Lee!
Here's one from left field: I was contacted by a company I'm not supposed to mention here about potentially becoming a photography apprentice. They wanted me to do some upstart shoots for them, which is cool and all — but they're not from around here. This company (see, I removed the hint) scouts for photographers and models and stuff, and they solicit a group of 40 people and whittle down those that accept, letting the ones who live through the process apprentice other established photographers in the company. Some of the people at this company (and this hint was removed, too) know of me from my RAILhead Design/internet presence (which includes Photo.net, Flickr, Lomography.com, and loads of other photo sites), and they got my name on the initial list.
How crazy jacked-up is that? I guess it pays to have been on "teh intarnet" for so long.
Needless to say, I politely thanked them for the chance and said no. If it would have been like a televised thing, I may have done it just for fun — but it wasn't really a "contest" thing per se: you just had to show you had the chops for photography and post-production. No prize, no nothing — just a chance to get work doing magazine/publishing photography (which I guess is a prize of sorts, but not the kind I'd work for). It would have been cool yes, but there's no way in Hades I would have lasted very long — and I don't like flying, anyway. And, of course, I'm not really a "real" photographer as far as doing it as a profession (and I'm not all that good).
But man, how crazy is that? Maybe if this would have happened when I was 20-something, maybe. I asked if they could mail me the request on letterhead, and they said they would — so that'll be cool for the scrapbook (if I had one).
•••••
I'm really hungry.
•••••
I'm not going to be able to see Les Claypool/Primus tomorrow. No one is brave enough to go with me. =(
•••••
I ordered a Gadsden Flag sticker for my pedalboard case last night. DON'T TREAD ON ME. w00t!
•••••
I have practice tonight and I'm already about to fall asleep. This should be interesting.
posted by Maury @ 2:20 PM Permalink | 5 comments so far 
5 Comments:
I assume the Gadsden Flag sticker purchase was inspired by the show Jericho which was cancelled (again). It was a good show. I wish people would start watching something other than reality TV and cop dramas.
Yes, it was. I've always loved the logo (even before Metallica used it), and Jericho was the tipping point for me to get at least a sticker. If my wife would let me, I'd buy a flag and hang it in my office at home -- but I don't think she'd be too keen on that. =)
That would only make it all the more pertinent.
True, that. Maybe I'll just hang it up and be, "What? It's always been hanging in here — I dont' see how you missed it!"
"It's a little over a month since my LASIK/ASA, and things are going great. I'm holding steady at being able to read 20/20 combined, and I'm able — on average — to read about half the 20/15 line combined. That's pretty cool. I'm hoping that this improvement will continue at the same rate it has, because if I did my math properly, I should have X-ray vision in about 4 months (give or take a week). Now THAT will be sweet."
JUST FOUND THIS AFTER MY LAST COMMENT...SO TOTALLY THANKFUL TO READ SOMEBODY ELSE'S EXPERIENCE AND STOP HEARING THIS "5 DAY IS THE MAGIC DAY" THING...IT SO TOTALLY IS NOT OVER IN 5 DAYS!
THANKS FOR BLOGGING THIS OUT!
Great photo tips, too...love the peanut butter jar comparison shot! You are brave to tell all your friends your secrets!
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