Living vicariously through myself

You're Texas!

You aren't really much of your own person, but everyone around
you wishes you'd go away, so you might as well be independent.  You're
sort of loud-mouthed and abrasive, but you do have a fair amount of power.  You
like big trucks, big cattle, and big oil rigs.  And sometimes you really
smell.  But it's not all bad, you're big enough to have some soft spots
somewhere in all that redneck madness.
face="Times New Roman">Take the Country
Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

Snow made it slow going getting anywhere this morning for the first real time this winter. What two songs did I hear on the radio? "I Can See Clearly" and "Beautiful Day". I had to laugh.

Dig this photo gallery Melissa Rudin is building. I'm a big fan of the picture of the roadside shack.

Excellent -- I have comments again!

Birthday was ok -- went to dinner with my mom and Jim and was informed that my newswriting prof from last quarter is nominating me for a $5000 scholarship, which was damn flattering. Got home kinda late because I was the slot editor today, trying to keep everyone's questions answered and 7-8 stories edited and out to clients quickly. My prof seemed to be happy with how I did. Not a bad day, after all.

1. Driving home today, I was behind a slow person. I looked to see what kind of a car they were driving, and it turned out it was a Daewoo. I thought to myself "hmmm...this makes sense...someone who owns a Daewoo is doing something stupid..." So I passed him.

2. Stephanie Richter reports that she was nearly hit by a Wonder Bread truck last week. Anyone who knows Art Saldana will surely get a kick out of this.

3. Gotta figure out a story to write this week for my science writing class. I have a feeling it'll be summarizing a journal article or something quick.

4. 23 years old is a boring number. It's gonna be another couple years before an exciting birthday. Why will it be exciting? I can rent a car and hopefully get lower insurance rates. Hold the excitement back, everyone...

This was an actual spam e-mail I got from some company...



There's a $50 free dinner waiting for you right here. (insert link here)

(Then, at the bottom... )

There is a great conspiracy brewing. There is order somewhere in all of this chaos. Where did you find that great sweater? There is an appropriate ratio of signal to noise.
The weather in the Mediterranean is beautiful this time of year. I wish I could sleep but I have higher priorities.
He talks and looks like a puppet but loves to be called george. This is getting awful strange. It was really nice out today. The rich are benefiting at the expense of everyone else.
I prefer the rain over the snow. Triangles are amazing things.The upshot of all this is: You are my best friend. Did you think about my proposal? I have to decide between these two wonderful and dangerous things.
People like to be spoken to as they speak -- simply and to the point. Triangles are amazing things.People like to be spoken to as they speak -- simply and to the point. I love to kiss and tell.


(I'm confused......)

Anyone wanna party next weekend for my birthday? Drop me a line if you wanna come hang out in Elgin for the weekend.

Blockbuster idea: Name people and then give a song whose title or lyrics is emblematic of them (all answers are in fun, please don't sue):

Dan C -- The Logical Song (Supertramp)
Olivia -- Ghetto Superstar (Mya)
Me -- I Can't Dance (Phil Collins and/or Genesis)
Amanda -- Out of My Head (Fastball)
Adam Mollis -- Shock the Monkey (Peter Gabriel)

Feel free to contribute your own about anyone I might know...

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You are glucose. People feed off of you. You are
sweet, caring, and a source of energy for
everyone around you. You can inspire others
with your creativity and depth, and you can
keep people alive when in times of famine.
People love you...or at least the way you
taste.


Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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Well, the calendar tells me Winter officially began December 21, but I think it begins tonight. How do I know? The low temperature in Elgin is supposed to be -2 degrees Fahrenheit. Time to break out the obscenely large coat for the pre-dawn commute tomorrow. At least the days are getting longer now...

New Year's was fun -- we had about 13-14 people at Matt's house, including Greg, who I hadn't seen in a while and two of Matt's friends from Cornell, who both had way too much to drink. Adam Mollis had the coolest toy of the evening -- an IPod and a set of fold-out speakers which were remarkably powerful and clear for their size. He, too, consumed a little too much and was pretty entertaining as the night wore on, regularly entering the room and pointing out all of us who did not have drinks and offering to get one for us. But there was lots of food and we played pool (seems Adam is a bigger pool shark with every Heineken he has...) and played my DVD pop culture Trivial Pursuit game. People did not go to bed until ungodly hours of the morning (read: between 5 and 6) and not until 6 or 7 people went out to take a walk around the block in the cold. Dan and Morgan slept on the couch together and were pretty cute. Those two are a darn good couple -- I'm glad they seem really happy together. Brittany and I had a good conversation or two for the first time in a long time -- it was nice to have her to talk to again, because I really miss it oftentimes. We may have a tumultuous friendship, but we communicate on the same wavelength often enough. If we're on the same wavelength, I think we're just a couple kilohertz away from one another at times -- so what each of us is saying has echos of the other person, but it takes finer tuning to get the signal in clearly.

Which brings me to this crazy thing -- I'm ceaselessly amazed at the people who read my blog. I'm always coming across someone new who says something to me about what crazy stuff I write. Hopefully it's not too offensive most days -- unless you're that "Rory Calhoun" guy. He probably spent his New Year's sucking eggs.

Happy New Year everyone -- make sensible resolutions...like learning at least one real verse of Auld Lang Syne, so you can sing it in 2005!