Ahh, the excesses of living in a 4th/5th world country

Yes, this is what I had for lunch today, and it took me all of three minutes and fourteen seconds to eat it. It's filled with picadillo, something that was the consensus of several people to be a filling most easily swallowed in a hurry. Eating this gastronomic assault of a dish is an annual tradition of the eating-healthily-challenged people with which I work.

I can still taste it in my burps. Mmmm...

I am fighting a massive food coma to maintain a level of consciousness that will permit me to maintain a form of communication that at least is recognized by primates.

The guy that won ate his in one minute and twenty-five seconds. I obviously wasn't that hungry...

Guess what i'm doing right now...

New place. Great margs. Huge deck under the trees. Could it be a new place to hang out?

This can't be right...

This test must be flawed, obviously. (props to Kim, tho', who is the coolest, no matter what anyone says)

Lucky...

Today, I am finding myself feeling quite lucky. I have been thinking back through my life about the things that have transpired, and the way they have, and I feel, well, extremely humbled. It's rather strange, watching the mental "this is your life" slide show in my head. As the events click by, I am feeling one of those I-don't-quite-know-what-to-think-about-this existential moments. It makes me think about the friends I have and the family I have. The wife I have. I am so fortunate.

I hope I don't fuck it up...

Mmmm.....

Happiness is... 

Well, WTF?

Well, I tried to email a picture to my blog, as I've done before, but apparently, the email went into some electron blackhole. WTF? Wife unit wants me to take a picture of her allergy snot. Ok, wife unit would rather me refer to her as Nis. OK. Would you like to see a picture of snot? Not...

Yyyep...

 

Surprise! Something new, actually. No, really!

First attempt @ photoblogging. Here's a view from my office that I took from my phone over, ahem, the weekend (yeah, I'm busted...). Swanky, no? 

Ok, I'll start spreadin' the news

Ok, so my first day and a half in NYC. First impressions? More grimey(sp?) than I imagined. I probably have to blame my conditioning from too much TV for my expectations. Although the vibe I get from walking down the streets is pretty cool, it just seems dirtier than I thought it would be. Good. Now that I've escaped yet another facet of fantasy created by the artificial eyeglass of TV, I can move on with my life.

N and I were serenaded on our first ride on the subway. Yep, two dudes walking from car to car with paper bag held out in hand, crooned away on the noisy, cranky silver cars. Pretty good singing tho'.

Next was a walk up to Times Square as the sun was setting behind the immediate skyline. The Square struck me as a cooler, hipper, grittier Las Vegas-like specticle. With shitloads more people. Crammed onto smaller sidewalks.

I saw a giant ferris wheel inside a mall-sized Toys-R-Us, and a larger-than-should-be-allowed Hershey chocolate store. Good thing I wasn't hungry.

Then, what did I see, but someone I work with. Of all the people in this city, of all the places I could have been, I run into the CTO of my company. It was just fucking trippy. I think I'll go buy a lottery ticket.

Saw St. Patrick's cathedral. Pretty wickedly cool, a for Catholic church.

Next, another subway ride down to Little Italy. On this train, there was another panhandler (baghandler really) who had incense burning from his head. Yes, I shit you not, he had an incense stick stuck in his hair. He told everyone he would gladly accept a $100 check, or a $50 bill as long as it wasn't wrinkled.

Yeah, me too, me too!

Just as many before me, I, too, am updating/changing/running-with-the-lemmings, uh, upgrading my blog. This mostly green template is fun. What do you think?

I have, once again, pushed the limits of my own ability to continuously have a great time at a party. Put on by one of my "close circle of friends," the party, celebrating one of my best friend's 40th, went from Friday afternoon 'til Sunday afternoon. I think this is the first time that I can recall (yeah, the attempt at subtle irony is intentional) where I had a hangover before the abbreviated, intermediary early morning slumber while I was celebrating to the best of my ability into the late Saturday/early Sunday hours. I've never had a hangover manifest itself this way. Was it some subtle message from my body as the clock ticks inevitably towards my entry into my own fifth decade?

Sucks, man!

If one of my ribs-me-about-my-age-whenever-she-gets-the-chance-to friends finds out about this, I'll never hear the end of it. Shit, man, and I'm sittin' here typing it out loud!

Oh well, it was still a ton of fun...

I'm so lame...

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Just being a lemming here, but my favorite procrastinator(besides me)'s blog alerted me to this (BTW, how do you 'lert' someone if you can be a lert? Can you only lert yourself?)

I is good...

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Interesting stuff. Well, to me anyway...

I've been called a computer geek, a weather geek, a beer geek, and just a plain geek. I don't care. I enjoy the things I enjoy. I actually take a bit of pleasure when I'm listening to some of my favorite music and someone says, "what the heck is that you're listening too???" Ok, so my taste in music can definitely drift into the realm of what some people would call "weird." I would consider it wonderfully bizarre.

But I digress. Check this out. I think it represents something of a "turning the corner", as it were, to new technological advances to the future. This site has a nice juicy technical discussion of this new technology. Check out the technology link on the left side of the page. Cool!