Second day, second letter. Who would have thunk it? a3dmofo send me an awesome letter in the mail. Here I was yacking away about how nice hand made mail is, and I have this gorgeousness waiting by my door. My crappy picture taking doesn’t do this letter justice. I’m still mucking around with settings, trying to learn how to take…
About two weeks back, I noticed a strange little fact. Let me fill you in on where I work. I commute from Chicago to Barrington, M-F. My company has gone through several changes, since the market went south some twelve months ago. We’ve moved several times, and our current digs are in a "converted" house. I realized about 2 weeks…
Ack. Been trying to log off of the computer for a while now. But it’s hard to just shut down when you’re talking to multiple people and chatting. I don’t want to be rude and simply disconnect. I’ve got to say "Hey – I’m taking off. Going to head to bed" and chitchat for a while. x everyone you’re talking…
Stayed up late to play a few rounds of iSketch last night with the WH crew. What an evil, addictive game that is. Mr. Grumpy took some screenshots, and that reminded me I should do the same. I actually won a round! My score was 666, but let’s look past that freaky little fact. The important thing is that I…
Got a letter from rypunked in the mail today! Last week, when my cousin was in town, I read a post by her that she wasn’t feeling well. When Carolyn and I went out to eat, we killed some time in a nearby comic/book/store, called Quimby’s. Found some cool stickers tucked away by the front window, and thought of rypunked….
Talked to an ex-girlfriend of mine, Jacki, from Columbus. I found out from our mutual friend Juliet that Jacki’s mother is having open heart surgery on Thursday (I’m sending good thoughts towards Columbus). We chatted for a long while, and got caught up on recent events. Well… recent is stretching it. I haven’t made an effort to talk to her…
I haven’t told my mom about this site. And I doubt she’d ever find it. I’m a bit of a nerd and a bit of a loser, but come on. Give me SOME credit. :D
Derrickito and StinkFist are still at it. If you haven’t seen their site already, check out Homelessweek.com. I’m still uncertain about my views on this. While I don’t feel they’re really experiencing homelessness… they never really claimed to set out to do that. The point of the experiment was to experience life from someone else’s perspective, and a less fortunate…
I don’t think you can spot any mold in this picture, but this is how far into it I got: At first, I just thought it was a crappy ass donut. Tasted like hell, and I figured it was the preservatives, chemicals, whatever. A bit later, my coworker Mike tells me that the donuts had mold all over them. Apparently,…
My friend Kevin and Camelia were visiting Chicago last night. Chalk more points up for the newer, more social Portnoy! We all were at my friend Justin’s house (I’d provide a link, but he doesn’t have a portfolio up yet, the bastage) and ordered Thai food. I met Kevin through mutual friends, back in Bloomington, Indiana. I was (and still…
I don’t really know anything about baseball. But driving home over the weekend, I heard on NPR that Ted Williams died. It was pretty incredible to hear his accomplishments, both on and off the field. His era was truly a very different time from now. Prior to this weekend, what I knew about Ted Williams was "Masterful," by William Matthews:…
Matt: I’ve decided not to talk to you until you send me a poem. I figure that kind of threat would get the words pouring out. ;) Portnoy: Doesn’t this message automatically negate your threat? Portnoy: Matt: I’m still not talking to you. Portnoy: Got a favor to ask Matt: Hit me, bitch. Portnoy: Can I get a copy (electronic)…
For those who may not get this… a lot of us WH folk play a little game called Unreal Tournament. Derrick and I both seem to have a penchant for the sniper rifle, and the word "snipe" seems to have come into its own, as a verb. A few weeks back, Derrick developed this habit where he would Instant Message…
In the hustle and bustle of yesterday’s wedding, I completely forgot to call my sister to wish her a happy birthday. I called her this morning, full of apologies, and she told me not to worry about it – something a forgiving, kindhearted person like her would say. In an odd way, I have residual guilt from how my family…
When Alex and Elissa heard that I started this blog, they wanted to know the address. I balked. :D My concern is that, if all my friends start visiting this page… will I begin to edit myself? Will I stop myself from saying certain things in fear that a friend may take something the wrong way? Let’s face it: if…