The Meaty Efreeti

Wednesday, October 30, 2002

I've been fired.

Tuesday, October 29, 2002

Heh, interesting music survey to follow. Found this on a friend's site. Stole it. It's long, so don't start until you have a chance to absorb it. j.s. 1] makes you want to dance: "Days Go By" - Dirty Vegas 2] makes you happy: "California (All the Way)" - Luna 3] reminds you of an ex-lover: "Slobo'Humpin'HoboBabe" - Whale 4] reminds you of an ex-friend: "Dr. Worm" - They Might Be Giants 5] describes your relationship with your parents: "I Hope You Dance" - Leann Womack 6] makes you cry: "I Still Believe" - Miss Saigon Sdtk. 7] makes you laugh: "Stuart" - Dead Milkmen 8] makes you ponder life: "Somebody to Shove" - Soul Asylum (I have no idea why.) 9] says a lot about you: "Don't Follow" - Alice in Chains 10] reminds you of your significant other: N/A 11] you wish you wrote: "H." - Tool 12] you never want to hear again: "My Heart Will Go On" - Celine Dion 13] you want played at your funeral: "Crash and Burn" - Savage Garden 14] you want to get married to: Not sure. But I'm sure if/when that happens some song will be appropriate. 15] makes friends think of you: Again, I don't know. What songs make you people think of me? 16] you once liked but got sick of: "One Week" - Barenaked Ladies 17] you love by a band/artist you hate: "Friends in Low Places" - Garth Brooks 18] you sheepishly admit to liking: "The Boys are Back in Town" - Bad Company 19] makes you want to mosh: "Dirt Devil" - Butthole Surfers 20] you'd do anything to see played live: Anything by Portishead. 21] reminds you of your childhood: "Ghostbusters" - Ray Parker Jr. 22] sums up your teenage years: "Smells Like Teen Spirit" - Nirvana (trite but true, and I was there first dammit.) 23] most people like but you hate: Smashmouth 24] you love the lyrics of: "Judith" - A Perfect Circle 25] you used to hate but now love: "Push" - Matchbox 20 26] is best played in the car: "Rolling" - Soul Coughing 27] you like to fall asleep to: Nothing 28] you like to wake up to: "Hyperballad" - Bjork 29] you like out of your parents record collection: Hmmm...Sinatra I guess. 30] you love that you wouldn't know if it wasn't for a friend: "Junkie's Prayer" - Mirwais 31] makes you think of someone who died: "Don't Speak" - No Doubt 32] you love the video more than the tune: "Movies" - Alien Ant Farm 33] reminds you of your first crush: "Toy Soldiers" - Martika 34] is good to listen to whilst holding hands: "Being Around" - Lemonheads 35] you love which is from your favourite movie: Oooo...tough one. "Born Slippy" from Trainspotting has gotta rank way up there...so would "Angel" from Snatch. 36] you sing in the shower: Non-descript stuff, more like "Bow-chicka-wow-wowwwww, pa-duh-duh-buh-buh, Doo doo dooooooo" 37] you belt out when you think nobody is watching: I sing in the car. I don't care who's watching. 38] makes you embarassed for the artist New Prince stuff. 39] you like to work out to: "Karma" - Diffuser 40] makes you think of sex: "Glory Box" - Portishead 41] makes you think of being alone: "The World Has Turned" - Weezer 42] makes you smile: "Baby's Got Sauce" - G. Love and Special Sauce 43] you love to hear at clubs: "Lebanese Blonde" - Thievery Corporation 44] is not your "typical type" of style but you love anyway: "Reviewing the Situation" - Oliver Sdtk. 45] reminds you of your best mate: "Push the Little Daisies" - Ween 46] reminds you of your siblings: "Brother" - Toad the Wet Sprocket 47] reminds you of the one you want but can't have: "SloboHumpin'HoboBabe" - Whale 48] you can sing really well: "Your Song" - Moulin Rouge Sdtk. 49] you love which is instrumental: "Symphony Hybrid" - Sasha/Digweed - Northern Exposure

Monday, October 28, 2002

Sounds like it was a good time though. And yes, I'm sure winning friends and influencing people is hard work. =] Kudos for going out and making it happen. I just can't seem to find the time. (as evidenced by my "To Do" list earlier.) I had a pretty pathetic Fantasy Football day, the Gnomes got pwned. McNabb hasn't played yet, but it looks bleak. 139 - 49 Yipe. Just got a phone call from the Raven's Stadium client, she wanted to let us know how awesome we all were, and how happy she was with us, and that she was sure to use us next year, yadda yadda... Nice. All that and I still got good and drunk there. (Which was the first time I'd drank in weeks, no wonder I was so hammered by 3 a.m.) Yeah, keeping track of all the things I'm supposed to be doing is proving the most difficult part of this job. Heh, multitasking s'too hard. I think if I got a couple of days off to recharge I might be quicker on the uptake again...but it doesn't look like that's happening anytime soon. Oh, and I talked to Todd last night. He and Amy are struggling with monetary issues it seems, but are doing well otherwise. He said to say "hi." He also says we should all move out here to the East Coast and get a house together again, work part-time and goof off the rest of the time. Sounds like a plan. =] I seem to have a really heavy heart today. Having one of those days where I just want to go home, crawl under the covers and disappear. Unsure as to why, or when it will go away, but I hope it does soon. Maybe it's the change in the weather. This is usually the time of year when I get kooky and decide to turn my life upside down for the sheer "fuck all" of it. (I have to remind myself of this every year, luckily it happens to come around Mom's birthday so it's easy to remember.) I can't afford to pull that shit now. To screw up would be disastrous. I think Mom gets into town today or tomorrow, will be nice to talk to someone else for a little while. I've noticed that my conversations with co-workers have become more labored and stranger...and that I have less and less to talk to them about in an informal setting. Could be a by-product of the funk I'm in, could be a sign that I just need to get out more. I'm still trying to finish up my degree from USU. I finally sent in the first part of my internship today. And I just have to have my boss sign off on my "Internship Agreement" paper. Funny, she has no idea I'm using this as in internship. Surprise I did finish changing my creative projects hours, so after the internship I only have the make-up for my Merchandising Management Strategies of Entrepreneurship class to do. (8 essays on different entrepreneurship articles from the WSJ.) My other MHR class is officially over in 3 days and I didn't finish it. Knew that was going to happen. Another one of the moronic classes that I had no interest in falling by the wayside. Now if it had been "The Structure of Evolutionary Theory," or "Chemical Properties of Synthetic Textiles" I'd have kicked it's ass. Heh, I guess that's kind of indicative of the way I lead my life in general though. If it isn't a challenge, I can't be bothered. Anyway will have to talk to Michelle about making that class go away somehow...that or I'll have to re-take it. Bah, I'm just ranting now. Think I'll try Mom and see if she's about. Talk more later. j.s.



Alrighty, back to blogging. This weekend was absolute madness (I think I was at home for a total of 2 waking hours), so I am a little behind in my posting efforts. I will say though that making new friends and trying to get more people into your circle is a full-time affair. After out conversation on here a while back, I decided to make a concerted effort to get more people around for public holidays and whatnot. Went out with a few people from class this weekend, and let me tell you... when you quit going out for a while and then just pick it back up in full swing, that is hurtful spiteful cack. Was everything that I had just to keep up. Guess the dinner and a movie nights with me, myself, and I weren't as strenuous as I had previously thought (hehe). Anyhow, Buzzfest was really good. The line-up was a little lacking, but Art came through for me in the end so it was all worth it. Sorry to hear about the mixup at work man. Sucks. I know what you are talking about though when you say you hate messing up and not being able to fix it. Fits into my Top 5 Annoyances category. But I am sure it is all well, and I am quite sure that you are not the first person to have a minor slip in ordering for that company. Hell, what do they expect? Working you ungodly hours on all days of the week, all the while asking you to balance all of this shit at one time. Sounds kind of unreasonable to me, but then again, I am not there and am a little biased where this is concerned so I doubt my opinion would hold up in court. ;-) Anywhichway, just wanted to drop in and say hey inbetween classes. The conversation about EverQuest will have to wait until later when I have more time. But I'll get back to you on that one. Had a kick ass week on Fantasy Football this week. Thought I was down for the count with Favre, Terry Glenn, Marshall Faulk, Tory Holt, and the Miami Defense all on a by week, but Couch blew up for me, Garner and Jones had solid weeks, and the Jacksonville Defense beat the shit out of David Carr for me (but Houston still won... "uhh...na nah na nah"). Alright, now I am just looking for an excuse to skip class... later bro. ~D~



Bah. Made my first mistake here. I double ordered 9 tablecloths for a job...simply because I couldn't remember if I'd gotten them or not. Kicking myself for that one, but lesson learned. I need to keep better track of the proposals and WRITE on them what I've ordered and from where. Sigh. I hate fucking up. The boss won't even let me pay for the screwup, which makes it worse. I can't even go into the strangeness that was the Raven's Stadium event right now. Seems a blur. I'll go into it more later. Right now I'd really just like to go home and clean my house, go grocery shopping, take in my dry cleaning, get the oil changed in my car, you know...the things that people who GET weekends do while off of work. j.s. (Yeah, I'm a little grouchy.)

Friday, October 25, 2002

SHAVED HEAD UPDATE~~DAY 4 The guy who does my eyebrows "Digs the new 'do...'" Setup for my 60's event in Raven's Stadium starts today at 1. Won't be posting much until Sat. night. I'm sure I'll have some choice verbs about it then...along with some new American cheese snack ideas. j.s.

Thursday, October 24, 2002

Here's an excerpt of a coversation I was having with someone on an Everquest message board...thought you might find it interesting... "I am still having a good time playing. A much better time now that the mythical "End Game" is in sight and zones I've wanted to see are becoming feasible. Seems to come in waves for me though. I play for a year or so...then quit for 6 mos, then go back and play. (classic addict behavior) Speaking of which, I've seen many people fall into that exact same pattern of "unplugging" their real life and living vicariously through EQ. **NOTE TO D: This is what the conversation was originally about. Especially when I was in college. Had a few friends end up failing out of school b/c classes became less important than whatever they were camping/raiding at the time. It sounds ridiculous to say this about a video game, but I guess self control and moderation are two skills one should have BEFORE starting to play this one. I wonder however, do you think the addictive element was implicit in the design of the game? Did they MEAN to do this? Psychological research into addictive behavior patterns would yield fruitful revenue for an online gaming company like Verant to be sure. And I wouldn't put it past a media giant like Sony to do that kind of thing either... I mean, how can half a million subscribers, easily 1/4 of which admit to being "addicted," just be serendipitous? Or perhaps more specifically SOCIOlogical research would be more important... I mean, it's obvious when someone spends a long time logged into the game to those around them, given their level and gear. Others see this, and want those things for themselves. So not only is it an environmental competition among players, it's inter-player as well. We’ve all seen the fervor with which people attempt to “keep up with the Joneses;” has EQ provided that same mindset in a world where time spent logged in is the only currency needed to BE the Joneses? /shrug Could be me confusing correlation with causality... 2x /shrug Or just overanalyzing what is simply a really fun game." Thoughts? j.s.



Btw, for another really great, "Blast From the Past" morning shower...try 10,000 Maniacs, "Our Time in Eden" album. Works wonders for my mornings. j.s.



SHAVED HEAD ~~ DAY 3 The boss finally saw it today and gave a violent jump in her chair and exclaimed, "You shaved your head!" Have an eyebrow wax appt. tonight, so I think that'll help my overall look a bit more too. 1 "I like you're haircut." 1 "You got your hair cut. It looks good. Do you like it?" And I guess that's one route to take with a restaurant. "Bachelor's House of Haute." Cold pizza, mac-n-cheese, burgers, tacos and beer. =] Getting a hold of T is damn near impossible these days. I've been trying to call him for a month and no one has been home. If I speak to him I'll mention it and see what he has to say. Heh, and I still listen to the Smoking Popes regularly. It's in my house now though as I ripped a song off it for one of the CD's I'm sending Jenny. I'm up to my ass in events right now, so I can't type much. Will post more later when I have time. j.s.

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

I know that is your motto my man. And as far as I know, Russ is of the mac and cheese and cold pizza variety. But I totally agree, if this is something that he wants to get into, then more power to him. But calling T is a good idea... don't know how to get a hold of him, but if you holler at Russ and drop his number I'll tell him to call the T-dog. Well, class is starting in a second, but I would like to should out really quickly to The Smoking Popes for a quality morning. I hadn't busted out that CD in months, and then dropped it in and hit play when I was in the shower. Quality... would highly suggest blowing the dust off. Much love bro... talk to you laters. ~D~

Tuesday, October 22, 2002

Shorn Head Update ~ Still Day 1 (2) "Looks good!" (1) "It suits you." And I forgot to reply to the "Cookin' With the Gipper" comment. Yeah, I told Russ to talk to Big-T in Utah for some insight into the whole culinary artistry thing, I doubt he has though. He should look into going to Johnson & Wales if he's really serious about it. They're a really good school in R.I. from what I gather. Does Russell cook now at all? Hmmm...strange... shrug If he's convinced this is something he wants to do then more power to the boy. Make this shit up as you go..that's my motto. =] j.s.



Chinstrap Yard Gnomes WIN: 74 - 73 Squeeeeeeeezed that one out. The bastards in Accounting get no Gnomey Love this week. McGnabb stays home where he belongs. Yeah...was a rough one Sunday...made worse I think since I'm basically alone out here and I've usually spent the 20th at Jenny's house doing an annual "wake" type thing. No one to commiserate with. SHAVED HEAD UPDATE ~ DAY 1 People at work have said "Wow, got a haircut huh?" and "That's a Summer haircut! Won't your head get cold?" Not one "Looks Good!" or "Nice!" yet. Heh, perhaps I shaved too soon...we'll see. Oh, and the girl at the coffee shop this morning did say "What the hell did you do?" and, "You look like Keanu Reeves when he woke up from the Matrix." Not sure if that's good or bad...but given the preceding comment I'm leaning toward the latter. Heh, keep catching glimpses of myself in mirrors, windows and glass and it's freaking me out a bit. I'll tell you this though, it was worth it just to be able to rub my head again without fear of screwing up the 'do and looking silly. I'd forgotten how nice that was...haven't been able to do that since I had hair to my chin. Scratching head now...ahhhhh................ Okay. Picked up Planes of Power today, you'll never guess where I'll be tonight...that's right. Plane of Knowledge, figuring out how the portals work. Heading to Plane of Nightmare asap to meet Cazic-Thule's daughter... In other gaming news, there's a Lord of the Rings MMORPG coming out soon...looks kinda cool too. "I [will take the ring to Mordor]" Damn I'm a geek...talk to you later... j.s.

Monday, October 21, 2002

Shit, yeah man. I meant to call you about that yesterday and I ended up jacking around with Mom and Russell and never got to it. Sorry brother, I totally was going to call you about Adrianne and make sure you were alright... sorry man. Goes on my shitty brother list. ;-). Other than that, I think the yeard nomes are in trouble with Q. Ismail vs Marvin Harrison. The QB for the Colts has tunnel vision towards Harrison, so you should get the short end of the stick on that deal, but oh well. My team sucks ass now that Brett Favre has hit the turf, so I have basically given up and fantasy football for this year. Oh well... better luck with next year's peeps. Russ and I spent Sunday afternoon over at his place watching the Sunday Ticket and checking his fantasy teams. Was pretty fun, and got to talk to him about this whole culinary arts bug that he has caught. Our boy wants to be "Chefragen". I have no idea where this is coming from, but he is pretty gung-ho about it and means to put his notice in to B&S at the end of the year to start in January at this school. I'll get to the bottom of this I assure you, but until then, I am testing my man's desire by getting him to try out new restaurants around Houston with me every week. I think it is a good trade (I get to check these places out and he gets to check out the food)... and we'll see how serious he is about this food service industry thang. Anywhichway, I just got off of the phone with you, and I still haven't headed out to the gym tey, so I am going to roll before it gets too late and I crash out and end up cranky tomorrow. Love you bro. Hasta. ~D~



Heh, yeah...yeah...it's called D20! And we build it in Moscow and then franchise it out to the sprawling suburbs! Their middle class is booming over there and they're just starting to get Auchans and malls and such...hence they're ripe for diversionary gaming! (Middle Class = Kids with too much free time.) BOOM! Russian Gaming Empire! Muhuhahahaha!!!! No, really. They're one of the last fledgling middle class societies around right now...hmmm...and perhaps I shouldn't be talking about this here. Damn reds...(looks around suspicously and leans closer to the monitor to cover type) They could have their damnable Commie-Sputnik-Eyeballs on me right now...mustn't let this leak. Yeah, was a really crazy weekend for me. Worked from noon until 2 a.m. on Saturday. I am the Bar Mitzvah King of Baltimore. And Sunday... Sunday was a rough one for your older brother, since it marked the 6 year anniversary of Adrienne's accident. That one hit me like an anvil to the chest at about 12:15 a.m. when I happened to see the date. I walked promptly to the bar in the Westin Hotel where my event was, downed a glass of red wine and shed a few tears while hiding in a dark corner...then had to go back to work. Was tough. I basically hid in the house all day Sunday, finally getting my epic in EQ. Oh, and "Everquest: Planes of Power" comes out today which promises to be very cool. There's a "Sigil" like city in EQ now that has "portals" to all the different planes and cities. Hey, I'm excited... Oh, and 48 hours just ran a special about EQ last Friday entitled "Addictions." Hehehe... twitch I don't know what they're talking about... twitch "53 Monk LFG or TP to DL!!!" Ahem...sorry. Chinstrap Yard Gnomes current score = 60 - 63 Behind by 3, but I have Qadry Ismail and the TE for the Colts playing tonight, the guy I'm playing has the other WR and the kicker for Indianapolis. Gonna be close. j.s. p.s. Oh, and for some reason your posts didn't show up on the site D...be sure to hit the "Post & Publish" button and not just "Post." (Could be Blogger screwing up though.)

Sunday, October 20, 2002

Damn it man. What is this about a Communist Comic shop named D-20? Dude, I have been at work for 8 hours without my phone, I come home and check my messages before I crash, and laugh my ass off at my brother and his wondering capitalist antics. =). I am too tired to write about the thought, but I am going to Russ's place for football Sunday Ticket tomorrow afternoon, so I will take my phone with me over there and call you around 1 or so. We shall discuss this prospect at that time. Hehe. Love you bro, and I'll talk to you manana. ~D~

Saturday, October 19, 2002

Well I don't know if it will be a matter of months, but I know I will get out there eventually. Sorry I dropped that on you bro, I was just in "one of those moods" that night I suppose. But you are quite right. I tried going out tonight to the regualr clubs downtown and I just wasn't in the mood to deal with the "kids" this evening (as you can tell by the post time on this message). Oh well, what cha gunna do? Anywhichway, stuff here is on the up and up. I got my hair cut today pretty short. It is like about 3 inches tall all over my head. Just spray and brush and she stands straight up. Haven't passed judgment on it yet, but considering it has survived the first day without putting a hat over it, I should say that is a good sign. I think I'll grow it out just a bit so it spikes to one side and leave it at that. Other than that, today was pretty uneventful. Take that as you may... just another idle Friday. But for whatever reason, my allergies are acting up a little bit (I think my medication is wearing off) so I am going to crash out while I can still breathe through my nose ;-). Much love bro, and at least I have the blind confidence that there are "plus 1"s out there for both of us. I just consider myself as a work in progress. That's how I justify it. Ha! ;-) ~D~

Friday, October 18, 2002

Yes D...I know from whence you speak. And I've felt this way for such a long time that it's become commonplace I guess. Enough so where I don't think about it much anymore. (Discontent shifts slowly to resignation, then to acceptance...and suddenly your solitude becomes the norm, and deafeningly tranquil on the occasions when you have time to stop and think about it.) I mean, there are days when I don't speak to anyone outside of work. So I talk to the damn cat instead. You already know that I've been trying to discern why it is that we're so distant and unapproachable to the masses, (the many questionings of our friends in Utah and Houston) and have as of yet not been able to figure it out...and no one seems to be able to give me a straight answer...just "You're intimidating, I was afraid to come talk to you, I don't know why." So, the realization I came to was this. You can make all the time you want for the "meeting people" game, and it won't matter because folks actively avoid you since you make them nervous. (read these "yous" as "me" as well.) And I, for one, just can't muster the will to feel bad and wonder why I'm alone, when it's become so apparent that the world is afraid of me for no good reason. I can't miraculously bolster peoples confidence, at least before they get to know me anyway. That just isn't a skill I have, nor one I would care to learn. I've seen too many people doing it and I find it ugly and demeaning. Call it pride or arrogance if you will, it's just not me. That being said, do I want someone around to share things with? Absolutely. I'm running around doing bizarre things constantly and have no one to discuss them with, to laugh about them, or to share in the strangeness of it all. (I'm nearly always invited to stay at my own events with a "You +1" invitation. I've yet to find the mythical +1.) This is why I call Houston/Utah so often, and why my cell phone bill was almost $300 last month. And why I felt the need to start writing the Meaty Efreeti in the first place. So I seemed like I was talking to "someone" about the things I do. Now, am I sad or melancholy? Absolutely not. My life is too upbeat and cool for me to be sad about it. I mean, I'd like to have a day off sometime soon since I've only had 1 this month so far...but by and large, I'm pretty happy. And when I do start feeling down, I look around at where I am. This is the life I made for myself. For better or worse, it's mine. And I don't get another one. And I live hard...everyday. That's usually enough to make me smile. And I guess friends will come eventually. I've made them before, and still have many that I still care for deeply and talk to regularly. (Dave and Kari, Todd and Amy, Jenny, Jacob, Heather, Luis to name a few.) It's just that none of them live within 1000 miles of me now. And there's always that full-court-press I've started for peeps to head to the East Coast. Hasn't worked on Jenny yet, but I think it's working on Luis...and you're heading out to the general vicinity in about 4 or 5 months, am I right? The more bodies we amass out here, the stronger the gravitational pull to us will be on the people we care for and who care about us. That's my theory anyway, Newtonian as it may be. The circle may shrink, but how tight is the ring that's left? And I'd rather have a tight knit group of just a few close friends that I see and talk to all the time, than a dizzying array of acquaintances that I can barely keep up with. (i.e. "The Blas Foundation.") j.s.

Thursday, October 17, 2002

It is a tough place to be in, J. I feel like we are getting more appreciative of the world as we get older, but in our own private ways which keeps others away from us. I suppose I should adjust my pronouns and say "me" since I am unsure as to how you... ... Mom says she loves you and she is going to bed... ... are dealing with such matters. But considering our common autonomy I figured thins would be a conversation that you would have some insight into. I can not quite put my finger on the need to keep others at bay right now. I know the excuses that I make for it (time, busy, etc.), but I know that those are just that very thing, excuses. Moreover, I really want someone around right now. I just can't seem to find the desire or drive to put the effort into developing relationships right now. It is wierd. I am not sad, or even melancholy at this point in my life. Much to the contrary, I am excited for what the next few years have in store for me. I just can't seem to transmit this excitement towards my personal relationships with people around me. It is me, family, and a few select associates. Ah how the circle shrinks. Anyhow, I am sure this is just gabber and makes little sense, but it was what was on my mind tonight. I am headed to bed... classes in the morning. I love you brother. Best dreams to you. Oh, and check out a band called Stone Sour and their song "Bother". Good lyrics and very low key. ~D~

Wednesday, October 16, 2002

Do not play with the Bushie. The Bushie will own joo. And what the hell is wrong with talking to hear youself speak? I just happen to be one of the most interesting and funny people I know... I picked up my Sasha tickets today. It's official. He's actually playing at the Redwood Trust Club here in Baltimore on Halloween. (First B-More visit ever. www.trustbaltimore.com) I've actually sold fabric to the club owner a few times and didn't know it. Going to give him a call and see about getting the skinny on Sasha: After Hours. =] Oh, D.J. Three (of Rabbit in the Moon fame) is spinning there this Saturday too. Stupid bat mitzvahs are preventing me from going to this one unfortunately...(I have 2 of 'em on Sat.) I think Thievery Corporation and Ursula 1000 are coming back to Red Maple soon, but I'm not sure of the dates. Need to go back sometime this week and check the flyers since their website isn't being updated. (www.930redmaple.com) Been a hectic day. Many people are vying for my nougat. Speaking of which...my boss just now called and asked me to go buy 18 cases (24 pk.) of Diet Coke and bring them to the shop. Back in a few. j.s.



Sitting at my computer in class right now, and I just got finished trading barbs with a classmate about Bushie declaring war on Iraq. Actually, it wasn't exactly a trade but more of a old fashioned mime lynching. Was funny though, he had said, "you just sound like a person who likes to hear himself speak." To which I pointed meaningfully at him and said, "y-es". Stupid people... damnit. Anyhow, class is going to be starting here in about 10 minutes or so, but I am... ... oh, picked up a sweater yesterday that I am wearing right now. Makes me happy. The reason I think of it is because I keep having to push up the sleeves to type... yeah, it is one of those sweaters. Off grey DKNY XL with pipe sleeves and a v-neck... makes me happy to be an American. Anyhow, I do believe that my nomish rofessor is outside the door, so I am going to roll out. Holla at you later on this afternoon prolly. ~D~

Tuesday, October 15, 2002

Stupid "Sprout Mobileos." I had to call 15 different stores before I found 33 of these damn things...and they're coming in from all over the country. shakes head Always a struggle. Chinstrap Yard Gnomes Lose: 90 - 93. It's a loss true, but it's not all that bad considering McGnabb was out on a bye this week. (I'm still kicking myself for benching Alstott, would've won handily with his performance on Sunday.) This makes the gnomes 2-4 this season. Blah. j.s.

Monday, October 14, 2002

Anyway, Ortanique was a pretty cool venue. I dug the cream chiffon swagging on brick red walls, made the room nice and warm. And the couple that was celebrating their marriage was very cool too. You'd have to be to get married in Fiji and hold your reception in Ortanique. Ooo..and the server that was bringing me wine? Muy caliente...heh, heh, heh. lecherous old man laugh with a wink Sigh. I don't want to work anymore. No, that's not true, I do want to work...just not for money. So, since I'm not above abject begging, does anyone out there have a 1/2 million dollars they'd like to invest in a bright, interesting, eclectic young man? I'd be happy to keep you informed of my exploits and misadventures. Of which I'm guaranteed to have many. More random things happen to me than anyone I know. Oh, and I'll send weekly updates with pictures and stories of how your adopted "Pip" is doing. It'd be like funding one of those Sally Struthers kids, except I'm not black and I'm relatively healthy. Send all offers to jeremiah11@earthlink.net. Anonymity upheld if so desired. Convicts need not apply. No seriously...stop laughing. It'd be cool...I swear...dammit... Oh, and rumor has it that Sasha is going to be playing at Redwood Trust on Halloween here in Baltimore. =] =] =] =] We shall see if rumor proves true soon enough. j.s.



I'm exhausted... Was at an event at the Ortanique in D.C. until 1:00 a.m., then drove home and didn't get to sleep until 2:30 since Audrey obviously felt 2 a.m. was a perfect time to sit in the living room and make bizarre noises. She finally stopped when I got out of bed, picked her up, and stuffed her in between the couch cushions. Oy, have to log off for work...back in a bit. j.s.

Friday, October 11, 2002

Heck. Tick. Heck. Tick. /em leans forward into a ninja run. "No time to halt immediate now...many festive souls are banging for fuck with leaping nostrils. Glacier!" /em leaps in slow motion, pulls out twin katanas, and slices ribbons and fabric swag. "Juxtapose my nowness with location tomorrow speedy!!" /em hurries off with a little cloud of ninja dust trailing behind. yeah, I'm busy... j.s.



You know, meaty.blogspot.com sounds like something that Tide claims it can get rid of with just one washing... j.s.



Edit: Heard from Jake, he was just still asleep. He's on his way soon...and to help me do a little work on Sat. Sigh, 400 grinning monkey heads to be stuck onto clear plexi-boxes. I really did do 6 years of college for this... Now I really have no time to work on my epic this weekend...better post that. j.s.



Hmmm...haven't heard from Jake yet. Perhaps he and (Valerie?) have decided to stay up in NYC this weekend...we'll see...nasty weather here. Maybe they didn't want to drive down in it. shrug And the weekend I thought I had to myself has now been impinged upon by a bubble machine in D.C. that I have to run for 5 hours. So much for my epic work on Sunday. j.s.

Thursday, October 10, 2002

Perhaps I spoke too soon when I said that this place didn't need an IT person...spent quite awhile healing printers and computers today...maybe I'll bring this up sometime as a way to solidify my presence here...or at the very least have someone cover the cost of my MCSE. Hmm... j.s.



Baltimore's most eligible bachelors and bachelorettes are coming by today to do a photo shoot for Baltimore Magazine. We set up a "Dating Game" vignette for them, lit all in pink and orange. Of course, we had to go in first and take a few pictures with us as the contestants. (I'd be the bachelor with the soup ladle and clipboard.) And I'll bet the day gets stranger from here... j.s.

Wednesday, October 09, 2002

Guess not. Not really all that much new to report here either. Don't have any events this weekend. I thought I was either going to have to dress up like a giraffe or drive to Minnesota to pick up 30' inflatable AOL icons on Saturday. Neither of which actually happened. So my weekend looks quiet, other than Jake and his GF coming in for the weekend. Eep, gotta clean up a bit around here...=] j.s.



A trip to the E.R. and nothing interesting to say about it D?? =] j.s.

Tuesday, October 08, 2002

In other news...today has been one of those "I really miss cigarettes" days. (It's coming up on one month since I quit.) I think the reason for this is that it just cooled off outside (it's 60 deg.) and that feels like weather in which I should be smoking. I still wish it wasn't so bad for me...I love it. Not the nicotine, it's just the activity of smoking. The reason to get up from my desk and chat with the other 90% of employees here who smoke. The passing of time in the car. The punctuation at the end of dinner. The blend of smoke and coffee/beer. Sigh. But it's bad for me. So I won't. Instead I'll go to the gym in a few hours, and be that guy instead while I get over this. Raises chin again I'll be fine. This will be the last weekend for awhile I'll have to myself...2 events on the 19th and one big one on the 25th and 26th. Tiresome, but good $$$. I'm ready to go home now. Maybe I will. j.s.



Yay! No 3' custom printed balloons!!!



I hate 3' custom printed balloons. j.s.

Monday, October 07, 2002

My poor fantasy football team, The "Chinstrapped Yard Gnomes," have fallen yet again this week. Stupid KeySTONE Johnson. (credit R.R.) The one week I bench him for some other guy he goes bananas and racks up something like 18 points... sigh Which means I have to give up McGnabb the Immunity Gnome from my desk to someone elses again this week...I'm beginning to wonder if he will remember who I am after the season is over. eyes well up I did hear from U.S.U. this morning however. My internship professor was kind enough to give me a "where the hell is all your work?" phone call. I just haven't been able to make myself sit down and go through that mess. Perhaps I'll type it out here so it doesn't seem so daunting... Finish MHR 3110 ~ Managing Organizations and People, by the end of the month. --not sure if this one is going to happen, but maybe Marilyn will cut me some slack if I finish everything else. 10 page internship paper, due by mid December. --Working on it, will just have to buckle down and do it. Make up HENV 4170 ~ Merchandising Management Strategies of Entrepreneurship, (i.e. Time Suckage for Absolutely No Benefit - 101) --Have (8) 1-2 page papers, (read as: one paragraph each) to write on current management articles in the Wall Street Journal. I despise this class...with every despi I have. And because I hated it so, and refused to do the pathetic assignments for it, it haunts me to this day. Now I'd much prefer duct-taping a syphilitic weasel to my forehead over doing this assignment, but because this slobbering, geriatric professor stands between me and that holiest of holy slips of paper that makes the past 6 years of my life mean something in the "Real World," I acquiesce. And I'll find time to do it. Somewhere. That's it...not too bad now that I look at it...except the Management thing...don't know what I'm going to do about that one. Might have to re-register for Distance Ed. Blah. Think I'll just concentrate on getting the internship and the make-up done, in that order, and seeing what my Dept. head can do for me afterward. After all, I WAS the president of that damn major the last year before it's destruction. Which is an interesting phenomenon in itself...I wonder if I had something to do with the downfall of Family Life? It is true that I was not representative of my constituency, nor of the university at large, which gave me (alone apparently) cause for alarm when I was nominated for president in 2001. And my laissez-faire approach to the fashion show that year was attributable to a lingering distaste from the year prior...Perhaps the powers that be took a look at the caustic, earringed, smoking malcontent that was head of one of the larger clubs in that major and that influenced their grip on the plug... Bah, as much as I might hope so, I sincerely doubt I had anything to do with the Family Life implosion. Quite the opposite actually. After all, the Apparel Merchandis...excuse me, the "Apparel and Textiles" major, had doubled it's ranks from the year when I became the Public Relations officer along with D. (Sorry Kristine, you were a gilded pony that year...that show belonged to Derek, Nikki and myself. Needed to be said, and I feel better now.) More students = more $$$. Wow, look at all this self-aggrandizing drivel...amazing that I can support my inflated head on this mere mortal neck... I think I shall go home and catch up with Luis online...hehe...twinked 'em out last night, so my money is on him missing class today and peering with red-webbed eyes into his monitor....trying to catch up to Dave, Felipe and myself in levels. Hope so anyway, we need him. The UbahGroop is incomplete without an Enchanter. j.s. Casting CHeal...wait for it...wait for it...



Welcome to Your Monday. Events are beginning to percolate...just not the ones I'd like. i.e. As it turns out I'm not doing the Cher vignette at Madison Square Garden next week...the boss took it. sigh Can't blame her honestly, it's a good deal. Cher tix, backstage, and a hotel down the street in Manhattan on a Sat. night. Who'd pass that up? Thank Jehosephat the Fells Point Fest is over. Can you believe I actually got a ticket for parking outside my own house? This brings the grand tally of my costs to park my car on Saturday and Sunday to $33.00. JUST TO GO TO MY OWN HOME. Perhaps I've been ruralized by living in the suburbs and in Logan, UT., but does this seem a bit excessive to anyone else? In other news, I'm trying desperately to get my friends back on EQ. I find that I keep in touch with the ones that play much more often than the ones that don't. For example Dave, and now Luis. Hmmm... Seems a rotten thing to do to hook people back onto that game just so I can selfishly "hang out" with them now that I think about it. Whoops. Oh, and for those keeping score at home and concerned about these things, there's still no sign of a girl. Not that I'm actively looking. In fact, I don't think I want a GF. They seem to be more trouble than they're worth, as evidenced by the myriad dramas and broken hearts plaguing many of my friends. Why is it so important to be paired up with someone anyway? I enjoy being me...and every woman I've ever met tries to subtly alter and manipulate me to meet her preconceived expectations. Ahem... "Shenanigans!" What I would like, however, is to have someone to go to all my events with. I'm sick of going stag to all of my "Me +1" parties. Jenny would be my first choice of course. There's no weird pressure between her and I like there would be with someone I met up here and asked to go with me. She and I would go and just have a good time...whereas someone else would go and pretend to have a good time while being concerned about what she looked like, what I thought, where I was, who I was talking to, if she was drinking too much, eating too much, what time it was, what we were doing afterward, whether that was the right thing to be doing, etc. etc. Speaking of Jenny, I haven't been able to get a hold of her in a week or so...her cell is "out of area" and her home phone now has an automated voice mail response. Flashes a concerned look in the direction of Salt Lake City. Blink, blink. "You okay out there Jen?" Blink, blink. Sigh, I think this just amounts to me missing my friend... raises chin But what do you do? This one goes back to work. j.s.

Saturday, October 05, 2002

EQ...your life will never be the same. Xp grinded for 3 hours in KC, got one blue bubble. Sigh...mid 50's suck. And for the uninitiated, I'm sure that looks like complete gobbledegook. j.s.



Bar Mitzvahs...sigh... Yes it almost pays the rent, but I still can't help but feel irritated by the extravagance of people and their events...most notably the bar mitzvah. I mean, here I am struggling to make it...living check to check, and I end up being employed by people who drop half a million dollars on a five hour party. And I think the part that bothers me the most about it is that these are people that I run intellectual circles around. I mean, if someone is smarter than I am, and has bank, then "Hey," I figure, "That's a smart cookie...she/he deserves their success." But in the case of some of these cerebral cro-mags, who are loaded...grrrrr... "When I say 'Proselytize' you say 'Huh!'" "Proselytize!" "Huh?" "Proselytize!" "Huh?" "You appear to be wearing your ass as a hat." "What?" Oooo Jer....young angry white male syndrome rears it's ugly jealous head...=] Bah. j.s.

Friday, October 04, 2002

Not exactly drunken...not exaclty sober. But a post nonetheless. I'm also not correcting any errors in this for posterity...in case I'm more drunk than i thought, and I might realize how less than sober I was tomorrow. Hung out with Brooke and Tim tonight. Good kids...I like 'em. Though we need more than just the 3 of us to make a "group." (I'm single guy hanghing out with couple...things are always off-centre.) Bah, I'm tired. And I have an event to set up tomorrow afternoon. G'night. j.s.



Fells Fucking Point Fest....good jehosephat it looks like a drunkards' family reunion outside, complete with pointy white tents and burlap sack games. It's no wonder I had a broken egg on my car this morning, they were practicing for the "Run With an Egg Balanced on a Spoon" game. Well, if you can't ignore their shouts, fights and beer cans hitting your window...you might as well don your Wranglers and waders and join 'em. 'Ooray Beer! 'Ooray Red Stripe! Drunken post to follow I'm sure... j.s.



I'm going home. Well...to the gym...THEN home. Good to see you on here D. Bloggin's fun...and who knows...someone other than us could be reading this and finding our imbalance of bodily humours humorous. j.s.



Ohhhh...dry cleaning.... DAMN YOU and your bourgeoise dry cleaning! I ain't had a crease in these khakis since '72. I'm stuck with the Dryel and a lint roller to lose the Audrey La Gato hair. Sigh. The randomness of my job today is threatening to rupture space-time with fun and spiraly wacky 4, 4, 4. I pick up veggie trays, drive an hour to buy 125 multicolored plastic boxes, eat a grilled cheese for lunch, sign for 75 glowing blue silicone balls that have been delivered to me from London, clean up baby spittle from the back of my desk chair, have a spandex tablecloth overnighted via Fed-Ex, go on the hunt for my yard gnome that was stolen off my desk, find said yard gnome, humiliate yard gnome thief with height jokes, find a 4' baseball and 12 bags of unshelled peanuts, order 150 lime green gerber daisies, take a digital photo of a giant holiday nutcracker...and then...then... pause...Jeremiah's pupils begin to dilate and contract independently of one another I want to go home. j.s. dilate.



This is much improved... I needed something like this too. Always running around, walking in or out of somewhere to see someone, it was getting just a touch too hard to talk to anyone on the phone, nevermind the long conversations we are used to having. Blog it is then. Well, I have got to hit the Chinese nomes for fresh drawers, pick up my dry cleaning, and then head over to work at about 5 so I'll write back after I get home or when I get up tomorrow. ~D~



Bunch of Savages in this Town I woke up this morning, headed down to my car which was oh-so-conveniently parked right outside my door, and noticed some speckles of white adorning the hood. "Odd," I thought. Upon closer inspection, I realized someone had thrown an egg on my hood last night, and it had hardened to something resembling admantium snot. Haven't a clue how I'm going to get that off...hope it rains today and I don't have to. So, the person I was supposed to go to the centerpiece meeting with got antsy and took off without me. Hehehe...damn Whole Foods and their slow veggie trays. Made mah boofer late! Boofers is always stealin' mah goaties! Stay away from mah goaties! Ahem, I am obviously quite distraught over missing this little gathering of the minds. Though...now what do I do? Aside from type for you folks that is...which is a meal in itself of course. But I just don't know if it will keep me busy and interested for the 7 more hours I'm supposed to be here...guess we'll see. j.s.

Thursday, October 03, 2002

Invited younger brother and partner in social deviancy and mass domination, Derek Dangerously, to join me in the upkeep of this site with all of his news and notable unmentionables. Between the two of us this little site could easily become quite entertaining. Keep an eye out for him...I'm headed to the gym. j.s.



So...this would be one of those aforementioned "downtimes." Thankfully things will be picking up soon as I'm doing an event in Raven's Stadium and have a meeting about the centerpieces tomorrow. (Yes, I have meetings to discuss centerpieces. Mom's tuition money well spent.) Also, it appears I have a quick setup for a bar mitzvah this Saturday. Don't laugh, I need the hours. ("Hey, if there's a steady paycheck involved...I'll believe in anything you say.") Otherwise I'm just kinda sitting here...looking around my desk and trying to look busy until my boss comes back from New York and gives me stuff to do. Sucks to be me. Sigh, another hour...thank Jehosephat I started work at 7:30 this morning... Hmm, maybe I'll check the Azure Legion MB. See what's cookin' on Xev tonight...I just might be able to log on finally now that most of my furniture is built. Hey! Speaking of which! On the Apartmentfront: Americans 4 - Swedish furniture-puzzle makers, 0.5. I've now completed the task of building a desk, a bed, a couch and a chest of drawers, all purchased at Ikea last weekend. I gave the Swedes a half of a point due to the sheer enormity of the number of profanities uttered whilst I pieced the infuriating little bits together. Where's Tyler Durden when you need him? Yet to be built/hung: bookcase/room divider, T.V. stand, paper lamp, circular mobile, blue plastic mobile, painting, "ZZZs" above bed. Think I'm just going to put together the T.V. stand and take the myriad cardboard boxes down to the street tonight. Then log on EQ and try and grind some XP out in Karnor's. Er, after I go to the gym...it being Thursday and all. Oh, and here are some viking kittens and Led Zeppelin. CLICK ME j.s.



So here's the rub. I'm think it's a bit silly to have to tell everyone over and over about what it is that I'm doing, what parties I'm throwing, whether or not I'm dating, if I have furniture or not, etceterahhh, etceterahhh! In the interest of consolidation and posterity, I'm running this little blog as a way for the net savvy to keep up with me, and this will give me something to do in the odd, occasional downtime at my desk. If you're actually reading this it means that typing these little musings has become a viable option and I'm actually keeping up with it. And chances are good that you've probably even been invited here...unless you're a Bloggy Voyeur...which makes up for it's creepiness by being fun to say aloud. Try it. "Bloggy Voyeur." "Bloggy Voyeur." See? Cheers regardless, and welcome to The Meaty Efreeti. j.s.



Let's test this little bugger out shall we? ~J.S.~

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