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Oh hey, I have a blog. I remember this. I haven’t posted anything in 4 months, though not for lack of trying. I would occasionally come up with an idea for a post but I would either forget it or just never get around to writing it out. I have been a little busy though. Why am I defending myself? It’s my site. I’ll update it when I want.
Anyway, let’s not start this very late blog post aggressively. Happy times are ahead. As of this writing, my wife Monica is 26 weeks pregnant with our first child. It’s a boy…or at least it will be come March 2013. Right now it’s the size of a lettuce or a similarly shaped fruit or vegetable. We held off on telling people until my Mom’s birthday. We went up to take her out to lunch the Sunday before which also happened to be Grandparents Day. We didn’t just blurt it out. Instead we got her a shirt that says “World’s Best YaYa” (Greek for Grandma). She was chatting away while opening the gift. She opened the shirt up and read out loud “World’s Best…” then there was a huge gasp. Her eyes bugged out of her head. “REALLY?!?” Yup. It was great.
I also dropped the news at work the next day at our weekly status meeting. I did it casually. After going over the items I had to discuss I just said “Oh, and the other piece of news I have is that my wife is pregnant.” I didn’t mention that this was a meeting with myself and about a dozen women so everyone started yelling in excitement. Great reaction.
Now the focus is on preparation. I finished priming the walls in the baby’s room — formerly the media library — today. I’m about halfway through Dad’s Pregnant Too, a book written for guys about pregnancy. It’s not bad but it could be a lot better. The writer makes a lot of lame jokes and some of the “tips” he provides seem like common sense. He says more than once throughout the book that you shouldn’t call your wife fat. You shouldn’t do that even if she’s not pregnant. I thought that was obvious. Are guys really that dense that they need a reminder?
We also registered at Babies R Us but we’re still adding stuff as we’re not sure of everything we need. No one really tells you how intimidating registering for a baby is. It’s insane. You know you need a car seat but you didn’t realize there’s about 60 of them on display at the store and another batch available online. So which one do you want? And how many? Yeah, you need more than one. Everything else is the same way. Bottles should be easy, right? There’s about a billion of those. Everyone has an opinion about each of the items too.
I was thinking yesterday that I might attempt to write a blog post a day again. I know that’s laughable after going four months without an update but I think the baby is going to change my priorities. I also think the daily post would be more about him than anything. If you listen closely, that’s the sound of my buddy AR unsubscribing. Seriously, my kid is going to come into a world where it’s incredibly easy to document his life. He’s not going to remember anything that happens for the first couple years of being alive. Why not try to chronicle it in some way, even if it’s just a quick post about something funny he did that day?
I never thought the day would come where I would write one of those incredibly common blog posts about how I haven’t written a blog post in awhile, but here it is. The day has come. For that, I apologize. Since I gave up on writing the blog on a daily basis my updates have been rather sporadic. Things have been pretty busy lately though.
There were a few layoffs at work a couple weeks ago. This happened about the same time last year and it was just as shocking then as it is now. Last time me and the members of my department got out unscathed, but this time we weren’t as lucky. My friend and partner in nerdom, Darryll was let go. This was rather bittersweet. On the one hand I’m glad that I survived this round of layoffs, but on the other, someone whom I considered a friend and a great individual is no longer employed. He was a total gentleman about the whole thing, but it didn’t make it any easier to swallow. (more…)
So I haven’t updated all weekend. Well, that’s not entirely true. I posted a review for the season premiere of Dollhouse on Saturday morning, but aside from that, the blog has been dormant. I just didn’t feel like doing it. The daily blog of my day-to-day activities can be a burden on occasion, especially when my day is incredibly boring. I’m sure that you, the reader, don’t give a shit if I sat on my ass and watched a bunch of episodes of Six Feet Under (That’s what I did on Saturday. Happy Valentine’s Day!) so sometimes I don’t feel like trying to dress it up. I’ve written it consistently for over a year and just this weekend I decided that I’m good on that front. I think I’m going to change the blog up a little bit and only write about my life when cool or interesting stuff happens. This should allow me to post more frequently and most of all, make things more entertaining. We’ll see how that works out.
I almost wish I could say that I’ve been too busy to post anything, but that’s a lie. It’s just a weird situation. Now that my blog is blocked at work, I find myself in an odd predicament. I sit in front of a computer all day at work, then I get home and the last thing I want to do is look at the computer, let alone sit down to write a blog post. So what am I to do? Well, over the weekend, I was on the computer sporadically, but never for more than a half hour or so. As a result, I just kind of stored up some ideas about stuff that happened that I might want to talk about, but I didn’t write a damn thing down. Take this dream I had the other day for example: (more…)
I had a dream last night in which I was playing baseball with Christopher Walken. I thought it was just a one-on-one game, but it turned out that he brought a bunch of gangsta rappers with him. They were all crowding me on home plate and I asked Walken what was going on. How am I supposed to play baseball like this? Walken somehow convinces me to play and the group scatters about the field. He pitches and I hit the ball towards left field. I run to first base and Xhibit is there. Just as I’m about to reach the base, he kicks it out of the way. What the hell, Xhibit? Why did you pimp first base? I was pissed and left. Screw you, Walken!
I spent the day in the city. Rob and I met with a fashion client today. I just don’t get fashion. I’m the same way with art. I just don’t get it and I have absolutely no appreciation for it. Not even a little bit. My idea of fashion is most of the stuff found at JC Penney and Kohls. Yeah, I shop at JC Penney. This place had shoes and scarves and all kinds of stuff all over the place. It was almost scary and a little intimidating. I could be killed in some sort of shoe avalanche right out of Ed Bundy’s nightmares.
After the meeting, Rob and I met with our reps from the Scripps Networks at the Redeye Grill. It was the first time I’ve met them, but I’ve spoken to all of them for months for various buys, so it was good to put faces with the names. I have a fantastic burger for lunch and we have some pretty good conversation. They also make some suggestions on stuff for Monica and I to do this weekend, most notably the idea of a Broadway show. I’ll have to look into that further.
Before I return home, I meet up with Jordan. I just ate, but he was looking for lunch so I accompany him to Subway. He eats and we talk about funny stuff and Jabba the Hutt look-a-likes.
So here’s what happened today.
I had to schedule two conference calls. Both of them were on the west coast, so I’m working in Pacific Time and Eastern Time. One is definitely at 1:30 PM EST and the other one looks like it’s going to be at 1 PM EST. So I’m going to have to take a late lunch because of these calls. Turns out that the call at 1 is actually 1 PM PST. Fuck. So there I am, starving and waiting for 1:30 to come so I can finally take my lunch. I hate time.
Also, it seems that Thursday is the day that I go into the city. Rob invited me along for a meeting in the city tomorrow morning. I don’t really have anything to add to the meeting, but it looks like I’m going to get lunch out of it afterwards so I’ve got that going for me. I just hope it’s not as insanely cold out as it was the last time I went down there.
It’s incredibly nice out by the time I get home. It’s still a little chilly, but it’s definitely hoodie weather. Monica and I go for a walk around the block a few times. It was an easy thing to do and I felt good about it afterward. We’ll have to do this more often when it gets warmer.
Monica also gets another call from someone looking to give us a free vacation. This is getting crazy. The offer was the same one we got from ChefWorld, but goddamn. We should just open up a travel agency and sell these off.
I roll over at around 2 in the morning. Monica says “You should pay attention!” I turn around and ask “What?” She says “When you’re previewing stuff you should pay attention!” I roll over and go back to sleep. This is not the first time that Monica has talked in her sleep and it probably won’t be the last. None of the sleep statements have made any sense either.
I then have a dream where Sean Connery is kidnapping people on Twitter. I try to escape on a pool float in a lake. I think I’m somewhat successful and manage to avoid the Zardoz star’s evil schemes by the time I wake up. I tell Monica about the dream and she asks if she was kidnapped. I explain that she’s not on Twitter, so she wouldn’t be taken. Duh. We watch some X-Files and begin the day. (more…)
I’m up at 6:30 to the alarm clock. Monica has to get to work early today so she’s up and getting ready while I’m still in bed. I watch Twilight Zone to start the day. I’m really impressed by this show. They were able to do so much with so little. Each episode really only has 3-4 actors (Not counting narrator Rod Serling) and one of them does like 75% of the work. Plus, it looks like they were able to experiment a bit with the direction which resulted in a lot of really cool shots and interesting ways to tell the story. I get through 2 episodes before I have to go to work.
After checking in and looking through email for a little while, I head into a weekly meeting about sales or something. I’ve been going to this meeting for at least a month, probably longer. Halfway through the meeting, the guy sitting next to me (who has been at every meeting I’ve been in so far) says that there’s no one here representing the Digital group and we have no idea what’s going on there. I immediately raise my hand and say “Hi! Right here.” and half of the people in the room point at me. This guy also greeted me when I came in and made some small talk. This is incredibly frustrating. Granted, I’m not very active in these meetings because there’s not always a lot for me to talk about, but come on! (more…)
I’m up around 9 or so. No dreams of killing people tonight. Monica is up before me and lets me sleep in a little bit too. I get up eventually and eat some donuts that are starting to go bad. The life expectancy of a Dunkin’ Donut is surprisingly short.
Monica has more photos to update so we watch some X-Files and then The Late Shift. I had no prior knowledge of this battle of the late night talk show hosts, but this proved to be rather interesting. The guy they got to play David Letterman was pretty good too. The Jay Leno actor…not so much. (more…)
I wake up at 6 AM without the aid of an alarm clock. I just had a dream that I killed some guy. He was terrorizing my family and we were on the deck in front of my house. Without a word, I jumped behind him and his throat was slit. Then I went inside and ate breakfast, casually thinking of what to do with the body. That was insane. When I woke up, I thought of how badass I was in my dream and wrote down the following on a post-it note:
Then I’m back to sleep for another few hours. Monica and I get up around 9. She frantically searches for a document she needs for our taxes while I shower. She’s still going crazy, so I decide to go get us some donuts. I drop off the laundry and then pick up a dozen donuts at Dunkin’ Donuts, making sure to pick up at least two Boston Cremes for her. I get back to the apartment and we chow down. (more…)
I’m up at 6:30 to the alarm clock once again. We somehow wake up and watch an episode of X-Files as the day begins. Oh, it’s Friday. Sweet, glorious Friday.
I get in to work and it’s f’ing cold out. Seriously. Work holds it’s usual wonderment. Nothing all that special for the first part of the morning. I help Rena pull some research info for a project Alan has her working on, but that doesn’t take long.
Lunch is spent downstairs as usual. I shiver my way through some mac and cheese and read The Stand. I have to finish this book by my birthday or at the very latest, the end of February. Speaking of my birthday, I have no idea what I want to do. Last year was the drunk time, but this year I’m turning 25. I’ll be a quarter of a century old. Shit. Scrabble tournament? (more…)