Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Listen to YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE by Katherine Jenkins.
I didn't get to see what happened in this match until after midnight, because Arsenal was on tape delay broadcast at 10 PM and I was avoiding the news until then.
It's not really my problem, but it does look like Liverpool's best chance of success this season is to not play anyone good.
That being said, I was really more interested in Fiorentina. Those purple jerseys put me in a nostalgic mood. They've not really been around in Europe for several years, but they were a decent force to be reckoned with in the late 90s right when I was getting fully into things. Welcome back purple people!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Listen to THE PLACID CASUAL by Super Furry Animals.
Here are two things I'm not: Placid and Casual. Maybe once upon a time, or maybe even next weekend, but not right now. At the moment, I'm wound pretty tight. There are few more boring things than talking about work (except maybe throat-clearing introductory phrases about how you're not going to talk about work), so let me tell you about my weekend in Chicago without talking about why I was there.
It went something like this: terminal, bus, car, (traffic), hotel, (look at documents), restaurant, small talk, work talk, (look at more documents), go to bed, wake up, lie back down, get back up, go on a walk, lie back down, get up, breakfast, work talk, go to big office building, sit in conference room, small talk, work talk, nervous talk, (sit in other conference room), impassioned talk, sit in conference room, waiting, history talk, work talk, eat lunch, waiting, talking, waiting, talking, go back to hotel, go upstairs, go back downstairs.
Okay, that wore me out just typing it out and I'm only at 5 PM Friday. The rest was a little more fun but no less tiring.
The Placid Casual shouldn't be new to many of you, but hopefully you'll greet it as a long lost friend, which is always a nice thing to do.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Listen to AMAZONA by Roxy Music.
Howdy folks, it's Friday, and what better time for a new song? Last night I met up with Oren for a few minutes to catch up on things. He's just been signed to write a script for a major studio production, so he was deservedly in a good mood. Me, I read so many cases at work yesterday that I've literally gone crosseyed. But that didn't stop me on the way home seeing Bill Murray (or a bum who looked just like him) out on Sixth Avenue looking like he was quite happy with Oren's burgeoning career (or something).
My schedule these next couple of weeks depends mostly on me finding some clever way to squeeze in about 18 hours of work a day plus get my customary 8 hours of sleep. Ho ho!
Posted by bill at 9:38 AM
Monday, September 7, 2009
Listen to STONE IN LOVE by Journey.
We went to Ned and Jeralyn's wedding this weekend. From what I remember, it was a lot of fun. On Sunday morning, we went to breakfast and I drank a large orange juice first, then had a full breakfast, plus a side of bacon extra. After breakfast, we went back to the hotel and Amy volunteered to drive some friends to the train station. I stayed behind. Instead of going back in the hotel, I decided it would be a good idea to take a nap in the grass. I managed to find a good spot, but then I looked off in the distance and saw a KFC/A&W restaurant. I thought maybe I was still hungry, so I walked over there. At first I ordered some chicken, but immediately changed my mind, so I asked for a large root beer float instead. For some reason, it took a few minutes. And then, when they brought it to me, it was gross. I was lukewarm. I don't know how you ruin a root beer float, but they did. I threw it out. Then I decided I would walk over to Walmart and see what was going on there. Right by the entrance, they had a claw game, and I tried to get Amy a Pikachu doll, without success (I also spent a couple of bucks failing to get an OU mini-football). Then I wandered around. I decided to buy some new shoes. Then I went over to the CD section and looked around. I looked over all of the $5 CDs, and couldn't decide whether to get Jerry Reed's greatest hits, or "Escape" by Journey. I settled on "Escape." About that time Amy called and said she was back from the train station. So I left Walmart and walked back to the hotel. And that's how this song got to you.