Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Did you see the TV section of the Hartford Courant a week ago Sunday and it's Charmed cover? OK, the cover was one thing. I'm pretty sure Kaley is over 18 but I still feel like a dirty old man anyway. Inside the cover, does Alyssa look especially whore-ish or is that just me?
OK, so I was all right with Alan Embree going to the Yankees but I know Mark Bellhorn signing with them will bite the Sox in the ass. He did go 0-fer last night but when the Yanks and Sox meet up again, it could be a major problem.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Oh, and a received a letter today from a nearby library that says they may be inviting me to take another test... They addressed the letter "Dear Applicant."
Sunday, August 28, 2005
I'm not counting my dream of becoming a novelist even though I haven't be able to write a damn sentence since my cat died late last year. (Bessy was clearly my "mews." There was a brief time of enlightenment during my infatuation with Heather but that was fleeting at best.) Someday that could still happen.
No, today I want to discuss my lack of a love life. This recent crop of matches at eHarmony seem to check their e-mail about as regularly as I do laundry. (Ok I suppose they could check it more regularly than that and just read a couple at a time but that's still weird.)
The two deal-breaking issues that crop up the most doesn't include my interests in things like science fiction or the Red Sox which could be changed if I really wanted to, which I don't, but instead they are two things I can't change.
Issue one: I don't drive due to medical reasons. In the two instances where this came to be a problem recently, they lived a long way away and I'm sure they wouldn't want do all the driving themselves but it still hurts a bit. (I should clarify one closed the match while other merely put it "on hold" but this was after the issue below was revealed so I'm not holding my breath.)
Issue two: Even advances in medical science can't change this problem. It's the fact my parents are ministers. Why are people our age against or turned off by church, or in some cases by religion in general? And anyway, what my parents do really has no bearing on my life now aside from the fact I currently live with them. (That statement is hard for me to say clearly so I suppose I can understand why it's hard for others to figure out.) In college, and in high school I guess, when I'd swear or drink people would be like "Your father's a minister!" and I'd be like "Yeah. What's your point?" People think that if my parents preach the Word of God, I must be some holier than thou person but, honestly, people who feel they are such themselves really piss me off and my parents for that matter...
Too bad life isn't like a Jane Austen novel were the son of the vicar was "The Catch" but, since it isn't, I'm seriously considering packin' it in because I can't win.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
In the last two weeks I took two employment tests. The first one, held a week ago last Thursday in a town that has the same name as Cupcake's, I did horribly on. I don't know if it was the heat, the fact it was held around dinner time or that I'm just an idiot or a combination of things but I was well below the minimum score of 70 for my application to be considered further which is all right, I understand they have to have some kind of cut off. There were a lot of people applying.
On Thursday, I took the second one in Lady Vader's current town. I did so much better in fact that my score was about double the previous score. To narrow down the field only those applicants with some library experience were invited to take the test making only ten of us. Yesterday, I got my results back and was told my score wasn't high enough to continue. Hey, again, I'd understand if I completely bombed the test but here's the thing: I didn't! My score was 85.33! That's like a B/B+! I could understand them setting a ridiculously high mark if there was more than twenty applicants but there were only ten!!! I found it amusing that my score and information will be kept on record for 6 months. I can't imagine what job they'd feel I was qualified for if not this one but I guess there may be something...
Monday, August 22, 2005
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Here's a short recap:
Sunday- Went to a wedding in Maine with my mother and grandmother. I'm second cousins with the groom. The UMaine Volleyball team was in attendance. I was too shy to ask if they wanted to dance...
Tuesday-Went to Block Island with the family and got probably the worst sunburn I've gotten in a while on the ferry ride over...
Today-Went to Dinosaur State Park over in Rocky Hill. We made a fossil...
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
47% SCIENTIFIC INTUITION and
70% EMOTIONAL INTUITION
|My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
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|I took the "What's So Funny?" quiz on gURL.com|
|My sense of humor is...|
You seem to prefer brainy under-stated humor, especially when it has a bite. Do you know some people who need to be cut down to size? If so, you probably like sarcasm--a form of wit in which the object of the joke is a victim of ridicule or criticism. Read more...
What is your sense of humor?
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Recently, I've been really enjoying Garbage's new album, "Bleed Like Me." I think it's hands down the best album they've ever done. In the past, my problem with the band is their reliance too much on techno beats. This album has a lot more rock.
I've also been liking the song "These Words" by newcomer Natasha Bedingfield. It speaks to both the hopeless romantic in me and writer in me as well. However, the other day I listened to clips online and, unfortunately, the rest of the album is crap.
I really should stop reading the album reviews section of Hartford Courant. More often than not, they'll say something that pisses me off. Today, they slammed Liz Phair within a review of a completely different artist. The same vacation that I bought the Garbage album I bought Phair's "Exile in Guyville" to compare it to the "accursed" new album which I really love. Aside from the song "Daisy" off "Exile" and the fact that the production quality is better on the new one, there is not a lot difference in music or lyrics. Do people actually listen to things before they make a big judgment? Of course not.
In this same review section, they also blasted a new album from Hootie and the Blowfish for sounding a lot like their other albums. What is wrong with that? Why mess with a formula that works? Ok, in the case of Hootie they haven't be able to match the success of "Cracked Rear View" but they gave the same complaint to the Wallflowers new album and I have never read that the Wallflowers had that problem. Of course, the reviewers blasted Jewel when she did do something different so you're damned if you do and damned if you don't.
Monday, August 08, 2005
I'm posting this amusement only because it's worthy of comment and I'm kinda bored. Does this mean I'm marrying myself because the way things are going that may be my only option. Wouldn't Lavender be to busy pining after Ron? Screw Cedric I say. The outcome sounds like a damn fine party to me.
You know, I can't remember the last time I actually had the flu. Admittedly, that's really here nor there but I figured I'd share what was in my head because isn't that what blogs are for?
I am getting so tired of this heat. I said this last night but I will say it again: I want a freakin' pool!
You know when something's wrong when the thought of Congress messing with daylight savings time pisses you off. I mean I suppose it won't be that big a deal except for having to tell all three computers in the house, "No, it's not time to change the clock."
The death of Peter Jennings at a relatively young age these days is kind of sad in itself but I think what really bothers me more is that now all three newsmen of the Big Three that I and those of you who are around my age grew up with are gone. One could say the death of Pope John Paul II also fits into this category of "Links To My Childhood That Are Now Gone." I've found that connections to the past are very important to me. I remember when the toy store Child World closed and how that really depressed me because of the memories of my previously deceased grandmother attatched to the place.
We live in a time of change. In addition to the two things I mentioned above, we've lived through the fall of Communism and several dictators and two shuttle disasters. We have also be present for the slow demise of the sitcom. In sports, the Red Sox have finally won a world series, the Patriots have gone from a team nobody cared about to "a dynasty" while the Celtics have gone in the opposite direction. We also came really close to never having hockey again. Technology has increasingly changed at an even faster pace. I wonder what big change is next. The first woman president?
Sunday, August 07, 2005
On Thursday night, we went out to the movies and saw Must Like Dogs. Not a bad film but I understand the comment from one reviewer who asked how John Cusack can pay for his lifestyle. In any case, not really that big a deal. Since I am in that world of online dating, I found it fairly accurate although I haven't had a face to face meeting with anyone yet myself...
To celebrate finishing, and surviving VBS, we went out to dinner on Friday. Granted, it's a rare occurrence that I'm out with anyone other than my parents but it never fails that the waitress will flirt with me when I'm with them...
Tonight, a friend of my mother's invited us over to a steak dinner and a swim in her pool. Also a fun evening. I want a pool!!!
Before Friday dinner, but after VBS, I had a dental cleaning. It really wasn't that eventful but I mention it because I met the new associate dentist and she is definitely the cutest dentist I have ever met in my life. My father asked if I noticed if she was married or not. One, she was behind me. Two, she was wearing gloves. Three, she was shoving utensils in my mouth. I didn't notice, no, but I did wish I flossed more...
Friday, August 05, 2005
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
On the bright side, I have two assistants who are around 13, I think. The girl is, thankfully, one of the more competent of that age. To me, from my assisting with two middle school age church school classes many years apart, this is a slowly dying breed. The boy is all right: he doesn't complain when given a task but takes no initiative.
On the really bright side, I just finished the third day so only two more days and then a dental cleaning. Somehow I think that's fitting...