Personal

Guy stuff.

An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

10 Random Reasons I’m Addicted to This Blogging Thing

  1. Thought I saw him there tonight. Could have sworn I saw something like him kneeling and waiting. My heart jumped a bit thinking that maybe he knew and came. But when I blinked, I realized that it was someone else’s him waiting for another her. I could only blink again, this time something wet and threatening to flood. Made my way to baggage claim and just stood there numb. Head down. Saw a faded pair of Levis and a pair of black and white shell toes next to me and my heart jumped again. Looked up and it was another him. He apologized for bumping into me. I wanted him to apologize for not being who I wanted him to be. And then I didn’t blink back fast enough and the tears came. I wiped them away quickly and decided to feel nothing. —Bassey
  2. last night- i read ‘Getting Ronald Reagan to Visit the South Bronx’ (the greatest title i have yet to dream up for any of my pieces) and when i got off stage- i could care less what ‘my select few’ thought. it was a great moment of being really free of my own constraints and, as things turn out in life, one of the select few made it a point to comlpiment me on the new work. others gave me the polite silence and some the ‘not bad’ and they all felt the same. —Oscar Bermeo
  3. My therapist, knowing this, has asked me if the general air of dread in the country has contributed to my depression; she even is pushing the idea that I’m undergoing some kind of delayed reaction to the stress I dealt with on 9/11 and in the weeks following, especially all those weeks of “travel education” (read: grief counseling/shouting matches) I ran for all the folks here at work who lost friends and colleagues. Sessions I wasn’t really qualified to run, but which I jumped in and did like a good soldier, because, you know, I’m like that. —Tony Brown (more…)

Continue Reading10 Random Reasons I’m Addicted to This Blogging Thing
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Presidential Match

Found another Presidential Match site that has you rate various issues and, in a nice twist, at the end it lets you rank the general categories (ie: Social Issues, Security and International Policy, etc.) by personal importance. It then lists the candidates by how closely they match what you're looking for: 1 Kucinich Score: 100%2 Sharpton Score: 89%3 Kerry Score: 88% 4 Clark Score: 82% 5 Dean Score: 82% 6 Edwards Score: 79% 7 Lieberman Score: 69% 8 Bush Score: 3% Not at all surprising that Kucinich came in first. Sharpton and Kerry running neck and neck speaks more to…

Continue ReadingPresidential Match
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Pumpkin Seeds: 1/18/2004

1. How do you spell implosion? D-E-A-N. In less than 24 hours, the Iowa caucus will have its say and, despite the high-profile endorsements, the internet-driven fundraising, the months-long blessing from the media, Howard Dean's campaign has hit a wall. Hard. It's looking more and more like the Matrix than Lord of the Rings: a great beginning overshadowed by an ending full of muddleheaded plotting and a lethal preference for style-over-substance. In his narcissistic attempt to "take our country back," he's not only distracted thousands of well-intentioned progressives from the candidate that's actually represented their ideals for years - that…

Continue ReadingPumpkin Seeds: 1/18/2004
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

I’ll Be Voting For Wesley Clark / Good-Bye Mr. Bush — by Michael Moore I don't usually give much creedence to political endorsements since most of them stem from self-serving agendas as opposed to personal beliefs, but this one stopped me in my tracks. I'm not a Michael Moore devotee - the self-proclaimed man of the people has several skeletons in his closet - but I respect his judgement and agree with him more often than not. Unlike most celebrities, he never backs down from his principles, even when muting them might be considered appropriate by some - ie: his…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

When I got into Dungeons & Dragons back in High School, there were a number of other role-playing games I was familiar with - Gamma World, James Bond, Marvel Superheroes, etc. - and they all took place within fantasy worlds of some sort, past or future. Even James Bond, which took place in something resembling our "real" world, was at its core, a pen and paper version of the movies which are as far removed from the "real" world as dragons, elves and wizards. Times changed and D&D [in a PC vs. Macintosh business model kind of way] evolved into…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Puke-arama: Night 2! The fun never ends... And the snow is falling, and I'm cranky from a hectic day at work, and I'm exhausted from a lack of uninterrupted sleep. I do have several new comic books that I picked up at lunch, though, all but $5 of which were free thanks to my $20 rebate kicking in! So it's not all bad. :-) In other news, you don't want to mess with me. Either of me! The allergy thing is odd, though. Either way, I'm a bad mofo. Shut yo'mouth! Your Supervillain Career by NinjaDinerYour NameYour Claim to FameAn…

Continue Reading
An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."

Being the DM is tough work

All kids are germans. Not as in country of origin, but as in spreaders of sickness. Hoarders, too, I think, as they just pass their colds around amongst themselves and anyone else worn down enough to get in on the fun. "At least it's not the flu" has little meaning at this point, as once again, the kids are getting sick after a week's respite. I'd almost welcome a bout with something more serious over these terribly inconvenient bugs they keep catching. As if maybe one good one would harden the immune system against the lesser ones and let them…

Continue ReadingBeing the DM is tough work
Newer Posts
Older Posts