August 28th, 2003


Minnesotan arrivals...

I received an e-mail around 2pm stating that my parents had made it back to the farm in pretty good time. Dad got something like 18.5 miles per gallon on the drive back with my old 150, which to me is a testament of just how well-built that truck really was. It was a 1992 with over 178,000 miles and it could still get mileage like that? Ford had to have done something right. Yeah, the body was starting to rust, but hey... this is the North, and Rust Happens here.

On a positive note, I got a lot of compliments on the Expedition today when people saw it in the parking lot at work. That's always something to make me feel good. A couple people have already asked me when I'm going to start driving the crew to lunch. I'm certainly offering at this stage, we can fit six people in there without a problem (as opposed to the 150, which basically fit me and one other passenger).

I spent my time at home just relaxing and listening to music in my bedroom, occasionally pausing to flip through the owner's manual that I'd brought in with me. I took a couple of my favorite CDs and duped them over to CD-R so that I could load them in the 10-disc changer that my father installed in the truck. I suppose the RIAA will want to come after me. I guess it's a crime to make a backup of the music and then wear out the backup instead of the original (now rare and very expensive in a couple cases) albums. The rights of the consume continue to be eroded and so few people are doing anything about it. I find that simply astounding, but that's a topic for another time. As it stands right now my player is loaded with Blue Man Group, The Flaming Lips, Johnny Cash, Neil Young, Collective Soul, The Crystal Method, Queens of the Stone Age and Mike Oldfield. It's a delightfully eclectic selection that only scratches the surface of what I have in my CD binder. As time progresses I'll probably jockey a few more CD-Rs in and out of the rotation until I get a good mix set up for listening to while I'm driving.

Tomorrow I'll hopefully be able to plow through my remaining help desk tickets at the office. Once those are extinguished I can move on to the more pressing paperwork. I have a great deal of paperwork that's due before the end of September, and on top of that I need to have my self-appraisal done for my November. My supervisor DR wants the appraisal on his desk by early September, so you can see I have some serious deadlines to compete with. Today did have one interesting twist, though... I got some good news on the job front from DR, which I'll try to write about tomorrow. Naturally it's not a simple situation to explain and I don't want to jinx anything by writing about it too much.

There's just one thing that looks good on me

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Posted today at 0608 8/28 instead of 2200 on 8/27 because LiveJournal's servers were screwed up last night.
  • Current Music
    Blue Man Group - Above

Fill your meaningless life with material possessions!

Yes, the subject is tongue-in-cheek.

Anyway, late last week I managed to win a bidding war on eBay for a nifty bit of original art:

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The cel arrived Monday afternoon, not long before my journeying parents made their appearance on my doorstep. So now I am the proud owner of original art by Dennis "Big Daddy" Tessier of the world-famous Cheekrat Custom Cartoon Studios. I only know the studio to be famous because the certificate of authenticity on the back tells me so, and who am I to argue (although to be honest I say the licensing of the characters is questionable and the claim of the studio being "world famous" is even more dubious) with a Certificate?

All kidding aside it's actually a rather neat little item and it appealed to me on a number of levels the moment I saw it. For one, I've never owned an animation cel of any type before so there's a novelty in doing so. Second, I'm particularly fond of this piece because I find the Blues Brothers to be the quintessential "reluctant heroes" so I'm always on the lookout for some way to pay homage to them, and nothing says "respect" like an animation cel! Third, the art appeals to me... the stark black inking and simple lines of the piece match the overall style of the film. With the black frame and the white matting the cell looks very sharp in my opinion, and since it has that quirky touch of "class" that I enjoy I thought I'd hang it up on the wall in my cube. It would contrast well with my "Certificate of Appreciation" from the company for five years long service.

Once I decided to hang it up at the office I put it back in the wrapping and brought it in with me. When I decided it was time to hang it up yesterday I realized I had neglected to bring the necessary hardware with me to do so, namely I had forgotten my hammer and a picture nail. I resolved that I would bring them in today and get the picture up on the wall.

Guess what I forgot again this morning?

The ironic part here is that I woke up about twenty minutes before my alarm went off. I wandered around the apartment and tried to figure out what to do with myself since I was awake and there was no sense in trying to go back to sleep just for fifteen minutes. Once I was dressed and fed I decided that lingering about the apartment wasn't going to accomplish anything so I just got in the truck and drove in to work. I managed to arrive 30 minutes earlier than usual today because the traffic was good, but I had once more forgotten my hammer and the nails. Somehow this figures... when I'm running behind and am in a total rush to get somewhere I remember every detail with crystal clarity, which usually results in me falling even further behind schedule because I have to rectify the problem. This means I stop whatever I'm doing, turn around and run back into the apartment to make sure I grab that letter... or DVD... or whatever. Today I was completely relaxed, I wasn't in a rush of any kind. I left early! So, naturally, I forgot the small details.

My brain works in a mighty strange fashion sometimes.

Going to ride my llama
  • Current Music
    Office noises


I just received an e-mail notifying me that the pictures from the wedding are finally available. I imagine I'll be browsing through those tonight to see if I can find the picture of miang and I breaking into a run at the end of the march... that one is a definate "must have."
  • Current Music
    Office noises and my stomach rumbling

Pictures of the Expedition are up!

I tossed them in one of my Gallery directories (I truly love that program, it makes my life so very easy), which you can access by going to

For those of you who just want some highlights I've got a few pictures listed herein that are my favorites:

  • A good starter picture.
  • Men and their cars -- a sad commentary on the love life of the typical American male.
  • A dollar for a car? You must be crazy!

    And that's about that.
    • Current Music
      Neil Young - Sugar Mountain

    I'd like to make one quick note...

    Here's some trivia for you all: The last photo in the series, the one of me kissing the truck? That hurt. No really, I'm being sincere here... that hood was hot! I think I've bitten into fresh-from-the-oven pizzas and felt less pain.

    Still, it was worth it for the picture.
    • Current Music
      Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Love and Only Love