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I Think I’m Allergic to Alcohol

This kind of thing happens once every few weeks. I’m not sure what it means, but I know that my hand gets extremely red. Perhaps it’s some gene. Not that many people in my family drink, so I haven’t been able to confirm this. The few times I have seen relatives imbibe, they seem to turn extremely red in the…

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Note to Self

On Tuesdays, you need to tape NOVA. You keep saying you’re going to do it, but for Christ’s sake… it’s been what, more than 6 months of talk? How hard is it to remember to put a tape in the VCR?

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BEST_SMILEY_EVER

Portnoy: This is strategic to the company because if the advancement of the value of its image over time is contingent upon the alignment of all activities and the desired image is ill defined at the outset, over time the ability to control it will be lost. jverbal: alrighty then Portnoy: I am currently transcribing three faxed, hand-written pages from…

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Brief Thoughts on Music, and Why We Love It

I drove to work today, instead of taking the train. Partly because I wanted to be more in control of my traveling. Partly because I wanted to hear music. Lately, I’ve been wanting to write a poem that captures the essence of the morning – that sensation where the coffee’s just started to kick in, a great song comes on…

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A Stern and Firm Warning from Juliet

—–Original Message—– Sent: Monday, July 15, 2002 12:59 PM To: ‘Felix Jung’ Subject: RE: 2 seconds and 3 days later… But I do have a SERIOUS bone to pick with you. I clicked on “Yesterday” on your site, and saw this: I ended up staying at work late, doing stupid “trademark” searches for potential brand names. Glad I could help…

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This is Boring, Even for Me

For the past two entries, nothing’s happening here. No pictures. No stories. No excitment… I don’t know about you, but I’m bored silly. And this is my friggin’ blog! Going to try to ride the Metra tomorrow. Hopefully, I can compose a more coherent/interesting entry.

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Penny Arcade

I wasted my entire day. Short of updating this area, I haven’t done one productive thing while the sun was out. I went back and used the spellchecker, and tried to clean up most the pages, made sure all the titles were using intial caps…. yadda yadda. Most of today was sipping on water, and trying to feel human again….

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Temptation, Thy Name is Tobacco

This was the only redemptive thing from last night. Jenny had gone up to the bar, and was buying cigarettes from the bartender. She came back with two. They were both for her, but I kept handling one of them, rolling it through my fingers, smelling it… Actually, I smelled it several times, if you really want to know. Didn’t…

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And Our Winner for the Darwin Awards is…

6 AM. I woke up on the couch, thinking: My. Who’s cooking this early in the morning? That smells pretty go… OH SHIT! In case you’ve ever wondered what a Tombstone Supreme Pizza looks like after spending all night in the oven, well here’s your answer. Darwin awards, here I come! It’s a miracle I haven’t already naturally deselected myself…

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Alcohol: Start Happy, End Crying (Part 2)

Jenny and I had some good, interesting conversations. Lots of relationship stuff. Really good conversations, actually. Lost track of how many drinks we had. I feel like a lightweight anymore, as far as my liver is concerned. Also – there’s something about hanging out with Jenny that’s problematic. I never seem to be able to pace myself for shit when…

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Alcohol: Start Happy, End Crying

A ritual we used to have at work (before the massive layoffs, when there were six of us commuting via train) is the Friday Beer Train. For some reason, Metra allows its passengers to bring alcohol on board. Suckers! There is a liquor store about 100 yards from the trainstop in Barrington. Today, it was me, Jenny and Tracy. Jenny…

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