February 2004

March 2004

April 2004



March 29, 2004


dan made it

02:35 PM

We successfully moved Dan from Baltimore to the Poconos on Saturday. It was a long drive but a surprising amount of fun. From the plush toy battles to the four-car caravan up I-83, it was very entertaining. Dan’s house is enormous and has a spectacular view; if there were something to do in the area I’d say we should take a road-trip up there all the time. I might anyway if he doesn’t take the job in Norway. The fact that I made the trip home in under an hour and 20 minutes makes the possibility a lot more appealing.

I also got to see Ron Kralik and Dan Gall while in Baltimore, even if only for a short time. Now that we’ve touched base a little, and Graig and Kevin are back on the east coast, there will definitely be plans to go out for dinner sometime soon, even if I’m the only one vowing to make the effort at this point.

The only disappointing part was how quickly everyone split after dinner at Dan’s. They helped make the journey more about the move and less of a road trip by leaving so soon. I was tired but still up for either golfing or games, and I was hoping someone else was too. I realize almost everyone had other obligations but I can’t help feel that it also had something to do with the fact that they just weren’t the road trip types. Either way, Dan, his mom, and I had a lovely evening watching Trading Spaces and I slept for ten straight hours after that — the most I’ve gotten in a long time.

not gonna make it

01:58 PM

The weigh-in for the first weight loss competition — who could lose the most weight in two months for the $150 pot — is this Thursday. While I lost a substantial amount during that period, and was able to do it in a healthy way, one of my co-workers looks like he lost a lot more. I got lots of exercise and cut back a little bit on my eating for most of the contest whereas he simply stuck to a crazy diet in which he ate miniscule amounts of food. The end result is that should have no trouble sticking to my plan of eating basically right (after my current $25,000 push) and exercising a lot, but I’m sure as hell not going to win the bet. The third contender was seen eating Golden Grahams, pizza, and birthday cake last week so he’s not even trying anymore. He also looks as overweight as he ever did.

And in keeping with my exercise regimen I’m looking forward to the University City 5k Run this year. I was excited about it last year*, before I knew how grueling it could be to someone out of shape. I’m still no runner, but I’m mentally prepared even if my physical readiness still needs some work. Dia claims she’s not going this year because she’s “out of shape”. Personally, I think it’s because the thought of placing behind her tubby boyfriend scares her. Last year she hung back with me to give me support, but this year I could give her a real run for her money. Pat also e-mailed me about the race claiming he wants to train for it. I gave him some words of encouragement and hopefully he’s serious about it. I won’t slow down for him (maybe Christina will enter with him for moral support if she’s still in the area) or anyone since I’m trying to beat last year’s time by a considerable margin. It’s probably better if Dia doesn’t come either since she likes to chat while running and this time it’s all about me and my headphones.

Back to my current bet, I’m still going to give it my all to win the money April 1. For the next two days I’m cutting out sodium altogether (to reduce water retention), I’m looking into donating a pint of blood that morning, and I’m going to the sauna Wednesday night without drinking a drop of water until weigh-in. I need to make sure I try everything I can, because I sure as hell know that my co-worker will be.

*Here is the list of times from last year’s race, taken from www.univcity5k.org:

67 22:05.24 Miller, Tim 24 M
89 23:09.74 Weinlein, Andrew 24 M
126 24:41.54 Pellegrino, Don 24 M
166 26:06.69 Snyder, Ross 24 M
283 35:39.73 Siraki, Dia 23 F
284 35:40.61 Rudderow, Robert 25 M

March 24, 2004


61%

07:32 PM

My new ReplayTV is almost finished updating its software. It arrived just in time to record tonight’s Survivor but it’s slowing me down right now. I should have been at my grandparents’ place by now, which means I’ll probably be late for Quizo. Maybe that’s for the best since I won’t be eating anything but a salad unless I can get 4 oz. of unseasoned chicken out of our waitress. I just got back from the gym, having run 2.5 miles in 30 minutes. I wasn’t totally out of breath, but 5 mph still gets me pretty tired. 98%… time to set the thing to record and bug out.


March 23, 2004


sgt. awol

10:44 PM

Matt’s back stateside, though you’d never know it. He spent the past three days with his i-Girl, and I think Relationship Matt has killed off Independent Matt. He won’t be making it to Quizo tomorrow, and he “thinks the woman might mind going to two parties in a row”, so he may not be making it to Al and Mary’s party, either. The other party? It’s a “couples wine tasting” with some of her friends Saturday night. I know it sounds like a blast to me….

All kidding aside, I’m glad Matt’s safe at home and I’m happy that he’s getting paid for the next three months so he can put off any sort of routine for as long as possible. I look forward to the times he allows us to spend with him.

rant additition

11:14 AM

I got more news from a little birdie about what used to be The Triangle’s strongest section. At it’s worst it was still fun to create. Free movies, special Jailbabes.com vs. Women Behind Bars reviews, giant robotic bug wrap-arounds, there was a reason it was on the back page.

The update is that Duffy submitted the newspaper to a panel of “experts” (read: non-students) who responded that The Entertainment section needed a lot of work. I wasn’t too far off with my guess that Duffy wanted to try to please everyone following the results of some silly poll.

It’s a shame that he’d opt for the easy solution and do away with the section altogether. I can understand his frustration (if he even cares at this point) at not having a strong back page, but I can’t imagine a staff so apathetic that they’d sit back and accept his decision like that. I wonder if any of them disagree with his decision but don’t realize they’re just as qualified to run a newspaper as anyone else.


March 22, 2004


the makings of a commentary …or not

03:13 PM

I try to put all things Triangle-related out of my mind for obvious reasons. Nothing’s more pathetic than a twenty-something who dwells on his glory days as editor of a college newspaper. The exceptions are if said person is merely reminiscing with his college buddies or is actively involved in newspapering. It was a great time, and I held on longer than I should have anyway.

I can’t help thinking about whether or not I screwed things up when I passed the torch. I can live with all the decorations changing and other office changes since it’s not a place I work in anymore, though it would have been easier it would have been if I could have somehow gotten my hands on some of the stuff they threw out. Still, it’s their office now, fine. I even learned to simply shake my head at the glaring punctuation errors and blatant misreporting of the facts that I’ve come across on a weekly basis. Like I try to remind myself: it’s a new crew with their own kinks to work out.

The part I wrestle with somewhat regularly is the change in purpose that’s been pretty obvious ever since current editor Chris Duffy wrote a commentary about how…. This is where I would have pasted in text from Duffy’s commentary, snippets claiming that previous editors were tools of the administration or some such nonsense, except that the Student Newspaper at [otherwise technologically savvy] Drexel University’s web site was recently handed over to College Publisher to host and the archives were lost. However, without knowing exactly what Duffy said that irritated me so much, I can only point out that whatever he had to say about previous editors should be taken with a grain of salt. After all, Dianna Dale slobbed Duffy’s knob by calling him “the best editor [she’d] ever worked with”. If Dale had said something like that to me, I would have immediately known I was doing something terribly wrong as an editor of a newspaper. Working well with administrators might be fine for a member of the USGA but is a far cry from the healthy adversarial role a newspaper should be able to play at a moment’s notice. Even with that aside, Duffy is the last person who should have been criticizing other editors for being too detached from the students.

Without getting into more specifics I’ll say that Duffy seems to be pushing his whole “listening to the students” thing to disturbing new levels. The driving force behind this entire rant is an e-mail I received from a current staffer that informs me The Triangle will soon be publishing without an Entertainment section — in its place will be a Living section, whatever that means. There is no doubt in my mind that the change is a result of some off-base reader poll that someone passed out; and instead of attacking the heart of the problem — the lack of edgy, witty or funny writing — someone decided to do away with the entire section altogether. And this is only the most recent of the poor editorial decisions (in my mind, naturally; after all, this is my blog) I’ve witnessed from afar. The most egregious change is the “come one, come all” attitude that currently prevails in the Ed-Op section. Rather than exercise any selectivity, Ed-Op Editor Vivek Thuppil has made the newspaper a home to a wide spectrum of dimwits, none of whom are great writers. Everything is either poorly written or a slight variation on something that has already been written a dozen times before. I simply don’t see the Puzak or Castle creativity or the Urbano bite. What’s worse is that there are often three or four pages of this garbage. The two or three best commentaries should be chosen and the rest sent back to their authors with a note explaining that their writing needs work before it can be presented to any type of audience.

My problems with Duffy stem from the fact that he seems to be more concerned with his audience’s opinions than those of his writers. He’s been extremely vocal about his goals of making The Triangle a better newspaper by simply getting more people to read it. That was a point I always tried to emphasize to critics when defending my staff and our newspaper: that unless we were getting paid to produce our product, then we were beholden only to ourselves. We weren’tt overly concerned with the distribution numbers, we donated our time to print a paper that we would like to read, the rest of the campus be damned. Whether anyone agreed with that opinion or not, it was our right. And you know what? Not everyone liked the newspaper we put out, but those who did got something that we could be proud of. Even the readers that were turned off still had a hard time denying that our News section was first rate. I doubt that Duffy has increased readership by pandering to a vocal minority, he’s only swapped it out for a less discerning one.

Even if I’m completely off-base in my reader/writer philosophy, I still won’t concede that Duffy has achieved his goal of student-friendliness. I’ve detected different types of hostility in the paper where there never was before: funny comments that seemed out of place after serious commentaries, news stories where angry student reaction was forced in by a reporter or the administration wasn’t given a fair chance to respond, or notes following “Letters to the Editor” that didn’t allow a reader to have the final word on a subject. These are transgressions which I would never have allowed to stand yet am appalled to find on a weekly basis.

The editor-in-chief of a student newspaper is responsible for ensuring quality. That means mundane things like catching mistakes in the copy, noticing widows and orphans in the layout, and educating as many people as possible about the difference between libel and slander. It also means serious things like making sure that you constantly strive to be truly great. Nathan said it best this weekend when it came up in conversation, “They’ve turned a great newspaper into an average one.” While it’s an admirable goal, by making The Triangle accessible to everyone, they’ve made it special for no one. The comics are completely innocuous; they won’t offend anyone that’s for sure — things that aren’t funny never do. The opinion pieces won’t generate any backlash because they can’t be taken seriously. And with the dissappearance of the Entertainment section, no one will ever have anything to complain about ever again.


March 20, 2004


raisins

08:57 PM

We went to Hooters tonight and I got a salad. Al said I was looking slimmer which is good, compliments keep me focused. I’ll need all the help I can get tonight since I’ll be surrounded by booze and bar food trying my damnedest to stick to water. Everyone knows I’m designated driver (hard to miss the guy with seven people in his Element), so the one-on-one temptation won’t be there. Ross and Andy just walked in. Time to jet.


March 19, 2004


my milkshake? awesome

04:40 PM

Tonight’s the big test. I’m going to On the Border before seeing Dawn of the Dead, and there will be seemingly healthy diet sodas and tortillas everywhere to tempt me. I should mention that anyone who plays an role in helping me stick to my diet is invited to Le Bec Fin for dinner if I win the $25,000 grand prize or a slightly less extravagant all-you-can-eat dinner somewhere else if I win the $5,000 category prize. Tim already helped out by stopping me before I nibbled on some grapes last night. It sounds excessive, but those little sugar-balls can easily add up before I know what’s happening. Pete’s also in town this weekend and I’ve volunteered my services as a designated driver for tomorrow night’s trip into Old City, if they wish. I don’t think I have anything to worry about so long as I’m totally conscious of what my hands and face are doing when I’m out and about.


March 18, 2004


“i should have teeth that look so good”

11:36 PM

My dentist paid me the ultimate compliment. My teeth are all in good shape, meaning there are no cavities, the few fillings I have are all present and accounted for, and I’m not a snaggletooth. And with a small amount of cleaning they’re now perfect. I can’t believe that I don’t have more problems considering I brush my teeth only in the morning — after every meal?… my ass. I don’t even floss unless I’ve got something stuck between my teeth, so I guess it’s a good thing I eat a ton of beef jerky. I was up to flossing four times a day at one point. Anyhow, I’ve got a dentist-approved smile now which is the best endorsement I could ask for.

The appointment wasn’t all giggles and sunshine, however. I had a dental hygienist straight from the crypt and she almost butchered my mouth. While using this high-powered, whirring scraper to get some plaque off a tooth, she struck a filling and rebounded right into my gum. The result was a five-second hearing loss and pain that lasted a hell of a lot longer. That was when the dentist came in and made me feel better with his kind words about my spectacular mouth. When he was finished lathering on the praise I moved to get up and noticed I was practically covered in tooth polish. The old bird started the polisher when it was still out of my mouth, spraying the gunk all over my shirt and face. It was easy to brush off at least, much easier than dealing with a wet shirt from when she sprayed me with the rinse hose. My sister is going to dental school; I hope she takes heed and knows when enough is enough. Anyone with a hunchback should not be practicing dentistry.


March 17, 2004


i’m a pill popper

11:42 AM

I don’t like medicine or vitamins. They’ve always seemed like a substitute for something that should be happening naturally. After suffering through various illnesses over the course of winter, I’m trying these pill-things out. What’s the point in being in general good health, only to have allergies weaken my immune system to the point where I catch diseases quicker than the Bubble Boy in Calcutta?

Now I take a Zyrtec at night (according to my doctor I’m allergic to cats, ragweed, and dust, among other things) and Bally Total Fitness “High Potency Multivitamins” with breakfast.

I’m going to be taking the Zyrtec long-term I guess, but the Bally vitamins are only for the next month or so. You see, while I’m opposed to any sort of diet system other than simply living a healthier lifestyle, it does take a little more than eating right to drop significant weight. For 30 days I’m adhering to the Rapid Results system that came in my Bally contest packet. The workout isn’t much different from what I’m doing now, except that it includes light weight training before my cardiovascular exercise three days a week. The diet, however, is vastly different from the variety of foods I’m eating now:

    Breakfast
  • Bally High Potency Multi-Vitamin PLUS (3 capsules)

  • Meal Replacement Shake

  • Plain Bagel

  • Water

  • AM Snack
  • Apple

  • Bally Snack Right Bar

  • Water

  • Lunch
  • Meal Replacement Shake

  • Carrots

  • Water

  • PM Snack
  • Bally Snack Right Bar

  • Apple

  • Dinner
  • Turkey Breast (4 oz)

  • Rice (1 cup)

  • Margarine (1 tsp)

  • Garden Salad

  • Lite Salad Dressing (3 tbsp)

  • Water



I tailored the diet a little bit, naturally. The contest packet came with a $50 gift certificate so I spent it last night on the multi-vitamins and around 25 Bally Snack Right bars. When those run out, they’ll be supplemented by Slimfast products since they’re really cheap at Sam’s Club; I already have a canned drink for breakfast, might as well stick with what I like rather than go nuts with the Bally brand. The water amount for each meal is eight ounces but I already drink way more than that, and I plan on eating whole grain rice even though the plan specifies white for some reason. I may also substitute a small, dry sandwich for the lunchtime shake since I really do love a good sandwich, but that’s the only part I forsee myself having trouble with. Any type of fruit may be substituted for a snack, and last night I didn’t have a problem eating only turkey, rice, and salad. I am going to be careful to stay away from diet sodas and snacks — even healthy ones — at game nights and movies, and outings to dinners or bars are out of the question for the next month. Once I take my “after” picture for the contest I’ll resume a normal diet, but for now I’m going all out.

As to the notion of a specific diet, the difference between me and the average slob is that I know when this is over I won’t go back to eating fried chicken and ice cream. First of all, I realized a year ago that I wouldn’t be able to eat that kind of stuff in mass quantities ever again. Secondly, I usually have cravings for things like pasta, bread, and fruit popsicles instead of more fattening fare. And carbohydrates are a good thing, providing energy necessary for workouts, something which losers on the Atkins diet seem to ignore. The exercise portion is often conveniently left out of their equation, but fortunately plays a big part of my life now.

So back on point, I’m not worried that weight lost on this 30-day program will be quickly gained again — provided I’m still conscious of my intake and activity levels. It will also help me gain an advantage in my $50 weight loss wager which is nearing its end (April 1 is the weigh-in date) and give me hope for the Bally contest for which I have high hopes. I’m just as likely to win the $5,000 18-35 category prize as anyone else. My mind already has the proper focus, my body is already primed for losing weight, and my heart is in this 100 percent.

two one two

10:33 AM

I left work late last night to time my arrival at the gym with Dia’s and as usual I tuned to the XM traffic and weather channel for Philadelphia. After a pretty dismal weather forecast the automated announcer piped in with, “Your instant traffic advisory for […pause…] Philadelphia.” Then the pre-recorded weatherman started talking about how the “jam factor” was green and there were only minor delays on Route 40 approaching I-64 and something about I-255. He concluded with, “… and that’s your instant traffic report for St. Louis.”

I listened to the traffic for St. Louis for 25 minutes. Finally I got tired of waiting for the mistake to be fixed, so I called the traffic hotline and a lady with a pretty voice answered the phone, “XM Instant Traffic, how may I help you?” I told her about the city switch, and she said it was easily fixable and thanked me for calling in. I hung up, pleased with myself for single-handedly correcting Philadelphia’s XM traffic report.

I was shocked that I reached an actual person when I called in. With something as hot as satellite radio I would expect very little human intervention and more automated technology. I’m also surprised that there are so few people out there listening to instant traffic that I was the first person to report a problem. If that’s truly the case, then there’s an enormous untapped market.


March 16, 2004


now for the real pictures

12:10 AM

My sister never came through with sending me her pictures, so I helped myself. I still don’t see the [completely non-pornographic] picture of me with the pineapple so I know I don’t have them all. At any rate, these are still way better fish pictures than my camera could ever get. They were all pretty well composed before I got my hands on them, it looks like my sister is going to be a good artist. The one thing I hope I can get her to adopt is letting go of the 4:3 ratio, but all in good time. As usual, I posted only the most interesting shots, and they’re a maximum of 500 pixels wide. I don’t care if people steal them that way.


March 15, 2004


games to go

12:22 PM

This weekend was awesome. I did nothing but goof off the whole time, not that I normally do anything different but this weekend was especially fun. All three games of laser tag were great on Friday, most notably the third where there were only six of us. Dia and I lost but only because I got caught in a firefight with both Tim and Ross on the upper level. Dia’s better at slinking around the lower level when there are lots of targets and I was overwhelmed by the two-on-one. The third team was two role players that have advantages over everyone else, namely invincibility at limited intervals and a small number of quicker reactivations when they want. Except for the last game I was top dog for most of the night.

Saturday after our morning run, Dia and I drove with Lara down to Maryland where we met Sean and Tim, and the Hagers a short time after that. I forgot every single one of my games in Levittown, but fortunately I had the most recent online purchases shipped directly to my parent’s house where they were waiting for us. I also swung by Arundel Mills on the way down once I realized my folly and picked up three games. Five Straight and Cityscape are great; they are played in a short amount of time, easy to set up and learn, and were 40 percent off since the game store I went to was having a going out of business sale. I could have done without spending $12 on Shut the Box, which had so little to do with strategy or “hours of fun for 1 to any number of players” that I left it behind for someone to throw out. I probably should have brought it with me to list on eBay now that I see some selling for $5 or so, but the game deserves to be destroyed on principle. We also tried out Wildlife which I thought was a lot of fun, but it was a little too late for somepeople to get into and we ended early. The highlight of my weekend were the 8-player games of Time’s Up since everyone got into it, and despite the fact that I got creamed both times.

Sunday we headed home after my dad took us out to breakfast, stopping for about an hour with the intention of helping Hager move two arcade machines from his in-law’s place. They had so much mold on them though that it wasn’t worth even trying to clean. After he decided to just sell them on eBay we transported a bureau for him instead and then raced through moderate traffic back to Philly.

Two notes about the Hager family. First, Alice is a great baby. She appeared bewildered yet happy both times we saw here, and was active without being any trouble at all. She also looks incredibly like her father. Second, any doubts I may have had about Maria’s comments regarding her parents have been squelched. The 15 minutes I spent with them explained so much about so many things.


March 11, 2004


minor tweaking

05:06 PM

I started messing around with the font selection so I could get my curly quotes to work and I only made things uglier. I needed to devote an hour or so getting it looking right on Windows machines anyway. Now I just have two problems to fix and it’ll get me fixing that much sooner.

“martha stewart shivving”

01:16 AM

FIRST PLACE and BEST TEAM NAME.

We totally rocked Quizo tonight. Everyone contributed answers, we jokered the only round in which we got a perfect 10 (yes, it was the first round, but this time even I suggested we use our joker), and we stayed strong through the entire game. Our point totals were 20, 8, 9, and 7 for a total of 44 points. The announcer said “which would have won team name” after he read our score, but chose another team to receive the free pitcher to keep things fair. We were all happier with our $7 check after the first prize reduction anyway.

The all-star team this week was a perfect eight people: Sean, Tim, Greg, Marc, JT, Ben, Dia, and me. Some key contributions:

    Dia: Dayton was the American city in which a 1995 peace accord was brokered to end a war in Yugoslavia (Dayton). She actually said Daytona, but he gave it to us anyway presumably since no one else was even close.

    Marc: Safari is Swahili for trip or journey. The Valsalva maneuver is commonly known as popping your ears. Apocalypse Now was based on the Joseph Conrad novel Heart of Darkness.

    Tim: “Now everybody gets laid” is the last line of Caddyshack. The O.C. is a drama about the Cooper and Cohen families (total guess on that one but everyone agreed it sounded right).

    Greg: Lola is the 1970 song about a transvestite.

    Sean: Perseus slayed the gorgon Medusa

    Me: Sound of Music was the “story of a widower and his seven children and their relationship with their new wife/stepmother” (it was a lot harder to come up with that answer from the description than one would think).

    Ben more or less came up with the team name and JT left right after the first round, but both also came up with answers that I can’t remember right now.

I’m spending so much time on what might seem like such a trivial accomplishment because we go to Quizo week after week with only the best team name announcement to look forward to. We’ve flirted with victory before, but it was always a case of jokering the wrong round or tying for third only because no other team earned better than 35 points. Everything just fell into place. This week we finally proved to ourselves that we, too, can get really really lucky.


March 10, 2004


testing…

10:25 AM

I just updated my template to include tags for John Gruber’s SmartyPants 1.5. This entry is to test that it’s working properly once Tim drops the perl script into my Movable Type plugins folder. When that happens, look out world. Quotes will be curly, dot sequences will be ellipses, and en-dashes — that’s these things — will be emmier than ever. The change will be evident on the entire site, but I wanted an example of each type of formatting in one place. Of course, if one of us somehow botched the simple implementation process then I won’t see any change whatsoever. This particularly annoying entry may also serve to get Tim moving on this sooner than “sometime” “tonight”.


March 09, 2004


road trip planning

12:06 PM

So it looks like we’re not leaving until early afternoon on Saturday for Maryland. I don’t know why I insist on being so unrealistic about travel times, but this is where it all changes.

For some reason I tend to use 1.5-2 hours as the estimated travel time from Philadelphia to Rudderow South. At first, I don’t give a moment’s thought to the possibility of traffic or the fact that the route isn’t as simple as leaving from Center City anymore. In my head I start counting from 5 p.m. and figure with a two hour trip I can be in Maryland by 8 p.m. at the latest. This just simply isn’t the case. Even if I leave work exactly at quitting time and meet Dia at Woodcrest Station on the PATCO line (which is right on my way), then race south at 80 mph without hitting any traffic, I could make it down by 8 p.m. at the earliest — and that’s never the case.

With six to seven people involved, necessitating a lot more scheduling and a trip into the city when rush hour is at its peak, a more realistic arrival time would be 10:00 p.m. By that time, half the group is too road-weary to do anything and the other half is so amped that they stay up until 4 a.m. then kill half the next morning by sleeping until noon. At that point its just counting down the hours until the depressing trip back, killing half the night. And for what? So I have an extra day to recouperate from a trip that could have been made more relaxing in the first place.

Not this time.

We’re heading down early Saturday afternoon. It means that Pat won’t be a part of a late night gaming session on Friday, but this way we’ll get a lot more games in and everyone will be in a good mood for it. Chris and Lisa may be able to join us (so far it’s me, Sean, Tim and maybe Dia driving down, I have yet to hear back from Greg or Tomas, and there will be some Maryland wild cards joining us as well). I’m inviting everyone I can get in touch with, but it’s difficult to talk people into winter road trips. Their loss; it’s going to be a good time.

It also frees up Friday night, which I plan to fill with a movie, laser tag, and dinner — hopefully in that order. Even if the Puzoccis aren’t down with the road trip, they’d be up for an evening outing with the usual crowd plus anyone else they were thinking of bringing along.

rapid results challenge

09:29 AM

There’s this contest twice a year at Bally Fitness centers where, for a $65 entry fee, I can compete in a weight loss/muscle toning competition. I actually signed up last year before having to drop out since my sister was an employee at another facility. I wasn’t too upset at first because I was able to get my then-$100 entry fee refunded, but I was disappointed to learn that she quit only two weeks later.

Now the contest is back and once again I find myself dreaming of at least the $1,000 regional prize and the chance to win an even bigger category prize. It’d be a real pain in the ass to continue my current workout and diet schedule for possibly another month (unless I sign up now and have this new 30-day challenge coincide with my current bet). I’m also a little worried about the $65; I shouldn’t have to wager my money anymore to stay on a relatively healthy schedule, but then I start asking myself if that’s the reason I’m not entering or if it’s because I don’t feel like putting in the extra effort to really get in shape.

Assuming I can join the competition on Thursday I think I’ll go for it. Most of the contest is an essay on what I did to get results, and I’m confident I can attain them as long as I start running every day (instead of alternating between 45 minutes on the elliptical trainer and an hour on the bike) and introduce weight lifting back into my routine.

It’ll be hard, but worthy goals usually are. I’m going to continue to miss sharing in the pitchers of Miller Lite on Wednesdays, but I found out I could do it for this long so what’s another month? Plus, I’m already in a good metabolic groove, it’d be a crime not to take advantage of that head start over most of the other contestants.

Well, it looks like I just talked myself into another 30 days of fitness madness.


March 08, 2004


fire under my ass

11:43 PM

I did it all tonight. Once I posted about taking a few minutes to apply to the WSJ position, I couldn’t very well ignore myself. So I sat down and crafted a perfectly-worded e-mail to the lady who posted the same job opening two years ago. This after I cooked dinner for Dia, went to the gym, and took care of Dave’s mail.

Unfortunately, everything didn’t go terribly smoothy. The main point is that I tried, but I was short on cash at the grocery store and was able to buy only enough supplies for dinner and nothing else. More shameful, however, is the fact that I think I killed Dave’s plants. I remember now that he mentioned it as one of the things I was supposed to be doing, but he never included it in his last detailed e-mail to me. Everything else was so specific that I printed it out and followed it to the letter: where to get his mail, where to put it, what to do with the trash cans, and on which days I was supposed to do this. It neglected to remind me about the plants though and I only noticed them tonight because I saw the curtains pulled back a bit. When I went over to draw them shut, I saw the dying plants and realized the crack was allowing sunlight to reach the spot where Tara had gathered the plants. I’m guessing that putting them all in a single spot was designed to make my failed task of watering them a little easier, and it worked in a roundabout way because if not for the curtain they’d still be starving. I gave them an extra helping of water to compensate, but I’m afraid it might have been too late for some of them.

busy continued

02:12 PM

I’ve got the next four weeknights filled as well. Tonight I’m finally going to try and apply for some other jobs after I stop first by Dave’s place to bring in the mail then at the gym to read. Tomorrow is my court date for running the stop sign down the street from work; it’s not the date that’s a hassle here, but the time: 7 p.m. Ouch. Wednesday and Thursday are the usual Quizo outing and reality television night at my place, respectively. That fills things up to Friday, which may or may not be the day we leave for Maryland. If we don’t leave until Saturday morning, I plan on nothing short of three games of laser tag. I’ve got a hankering to shoot a few children.

busy as a bee

11:04 AM

I had a wonderfully packed yet relaxing weekend. Friday night Dia and I drove down to have dinner with my dad and Jamie. We even squeezed in a few games while we were down there before driving up to Philly the next afternoon. We had just enough time to swing by to get Chris and Lisa before heading over to Brian and Amy’s place for game night. It sucked a little having to drive back into the city from Yardley but I’m glad they could make it. Despite getting home after 1 a.m. I even managed to buy a few games that night: Time’s Up, which we played, and a few other purchases based solely on reviews. The other games we played were still fun but I don’t know if the people I play with would like them or not.

I even managed to squeeze in a trip to see Starsky and Hutch on Sunday, so except for laser tag I managed to accomplish all the fun things I set out to do. I’m all caught up with Kingdom Hospital and even got a few chapters further in The Name of the Rose which is giving me a bit of trouble (I don’t care how much intrigue a book has, when there are monks and religious themes involved I start to tune out).

This weekend will be a return trip to Maryland since my dad promised to buy grilling supplies if I supplied the games. Tim and Sean are in — I believe Sean’s exact words were “You had me at tuna steak” — and I’ve already started making calls to the other regular gamers. It’ll be a little tougher without the promise of swimming, but there are more than enough people I think can be cajoled into a little road trip. Though I’m not sure if the new games will arrive in time for this weekend I gave it my best shot and had them delivered straight there.


March 03, 2004


“seriously good blood pressure”

11:43 AM

I’m home sick today. I’m no more under the weather than any other day this winter, but it was time I nipped it in the bud by seeing a doctor. All my working out has paid off, because the nurse taking my blood pressure complimented me on how healthy I was in terms of blood pressure (100 over 66 if I remember correctly). It felt good to be considered so fit.

My “sick” is just your usual runny nose/stuffy head/coughing up phlegm stuff, so I basically get a day off to put in order lots of stuff I’ve been meaning to do for a while. I just packed up Steve and Gosia’s wedding gift, and while I’m mailing that I’m going to drop off Joanna Schoell’s mail; she’s been getting more than the usual junk mail lately, like her driver’s license renewal form and something that is either a U.S. savings bond or a really well designed piece of junk mail. There’s garbage piled up on the porch that wasn’t a problem when it was still cold outside. Now, it’s best if I take care of it right away.

I’m also going to visit my grandparents and while I’m there clean my car, let Cannoli run around for a while, and maybe even bring him to the park with Grom. I have a coupon for 2-for-1 Subway sandwiches and I’ve been meaning to seek out some inside-out Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups for her. (They think I’m making it up because they watch television all day and haven’t seen them advertised before.)

I feel slightly guilty about missing work but I had to see the doctor. Besides, anytime I’m too sick to go to the gym (like I was last night), is a time when I’m not going to be able to concentrate on a computer monitor all day. Nothing more I can do now except pick up my prescription and get lots of fluids and fresh air.

Speaking of fluids, I’m still going to Quizo tonight. I doubt I’m contagious anymore since I’ve been trying to shake what ails me for a few months now. Either way, I don’t care.

One last note about the doctor, I’m finally having a blood work-up done to find out once and for all what kind of allergies I have. My runny nose and itchy eyes could just as well be from cat dander, as I used to suspect, even though I’ve been having symptoms away from home and I’m really careful about cats in the bedroom.


March 02, 2004


inaction is the best policy

12:40 PM

My ReplayTV fixed itself. I was getting digital artifacts on the television screen during everything I watched: live television, recorded shows regardless of quality setting, and even stuff that was watchable only a week before. I went through some steps with a tech support guy and he told me the unit was busted. I thought maybe it was overheating so I took the cover off and let it cool down for a few hours, that didn’t help a whole lot either.

But now it’s working. I think that it actualy was overheating and I just didn’t give the decoder chip itself enough time to cool down. I always turned the unit off before I went to bed, but while I was away for the weekend Dia switched off only the television. We’ve left it on overnight before, but only recently did we move everything into a cabinet under the television where it probably gets much hotter.

The end result is that everything is once again working properly and I no longer have a need for the ReplayTV for which I’m bidding on eBay. I can always use a second unit with my beloved commercial skip, but I definitely wouldn’t be shelling out $140 if I knew my current one was going to fix itself. I guess I shouldn’t be complaining at all. It’s only going to get harder to find a 4000 series as time goes on, I can now avoid any show conflicts, and I can watch shows recorded by either in the living room and my bedroom. Plus, if Dia and I break up we can each get one.


March 01, 2004


like a kid again

01:01 PM

After a failed attempt at bowling after going to Outback Steakhouse to kick off the weekend, Dave Dia and I thought we’d give it another shot Saturday, this time with Tim, Pat, and Kristina instead of Chris, Lisa, Al, Mary, and Tara.

No dice. You’d think a facility with 48 lanes would have at least one opening between 8 p.m. and midnight but you’d be wrong; they weren’t even taking names anymore. So we headed out to Jillian’s where there was at least a wait of two hours. Rather than be tempted by expensive drinks and video games, I convinced everyone to head over to Ultrazone for at least one game of laser tag.

We didn’t realize that the wait for one simple game would be over an hour, and by the time we found out it was too late. Needless to say, a group that had to be talked into trying it in the first place wasn’t too excited about standing around in a loud arcade surrounded by throngs of pre-teens. Even when we were just about to finally play everyone was less than enthusiastic, but by the end of the first game (that’s right, we played a second) everyone had their adrenaline flowing. Since the wait for the next game was only about 10 minutes, we each shelled out another $5.00 and immediately started strategizing.

This last game was amazing since there were only three people in addition to our group of six. Even better, they were completely into it and totally cocky. Dia led Pat and Kristina to victory, and Dave, Tim, and I managed to place second despite getting routed by Dia. Games are way more fun when the majority of participants are friends; that way, win or lose, you don’t have to feel embarassed about being trounced by 13 year olds. Also, since there were only nine people in that last game and everyone was over 18, the referee didn’t care that we were crawling on the floor, diving backwards, and running into each other.

I had such a great time I can’t wait to go again. Even Dia and Dave agreed that whereas they were reluctant at first they would go again. Now I’m looking forward to a olde tyme roundup of everyone who used to go every other week and head over for an afternoon of shameless tomfoolery.

regarding friends and acquaintances

09:59 AM

So far, those who are surprisingly open-minded about The Passion of the Christ are equally close-minded about allowing gays to marry. And those who are on the fence about one seem to be equally undecided about the other — just an interesting litmus test. It’s always a sad time when religion starts to play a part in politics, especially in this case where state marriage and church marriage are supposed to be distinguishable. This whole inequality issue makes me that much less likely to get married anytime soon. I may not show it during day to day activities, but I’m really angry about this whole thing. I might kill the next person that quotes “tradition” as a reason for anything. Slavery, anyone?