New Hotness
So, I love my mac. Sure, it's been going through some growing pains, or it's got like... I dunno... inflammation of the... uh... whatever. It's been sick. And so I've not been really happy with it, and I've had to put it in time out a few times lately (read: turned it off so it could heal. Which, surprisingly, worked). Today I'm sitting here getting ready for the show (on 7-9 @ WIDR), and I wanted to look up a word. Usually, I copy the word, open up some dictionary website, and paste it in. So, I double click the word, and right click to copy it (usually I'm about the keyboard shortcuts, which is probably why I never noticed this before...) and lo and behold. My menu options are as follows:
- Search in Spotlight
- Search in Google
- Look up in Dictionary
How freaking sweet is that?
-Jon
Burning… Burning…
It's not too often I'll come out and admit weakness, unless it's Jeopardy. Jeopardy is hard sometimes. Anyways, I've been going pretty hard all fall, since September. In fact, I didn't have a day where I didn't have somewhere to be or something to do (work, other work, third work that isn't really work but close enough, a wedding, or a medical procedure ) from the beginning of September until Thanksgiving. And I only had a one day reprieve. I'd like to note that I'm not saying all this just to bitch, I'm just setting the stage.
I love my life. I do (is "I do" a tie for shortest sentence in the english language? I think it should be). It's fantastic, and lately it's been a little fantastic-er. Maybe, fantastic++ would be better... ... nah, I like to make up words. The thing is, it's also taking up even more of the hours that I didn't have already. I'm going from burned out to really burned out and I'm afraid that I'm going to end up like I did a few years ago (this post about it is about as much of an understatement as I could imagine... actually... nope, Jo's entry is equally as understatey.). Mostly, I don't want to get sick and die, and I want to be able to enjoy the finer things in life.. like.. I don't know, sleep. So come January, I've decided to take things a bit easier. Go a little slower. Chill out, and take the time to smell the roses. Yes. Roses. In January. Bite me.
Hopefully I'll manage to make this happen, because that'd be really swell. I'm going to cut back a little on the things that I'm doing, and I'm going to try to enjoy those things that are left a little bit more. Mostly, I'm going to sleep. So, here's to snoozin'.
-Jon
BUTT LOVER DON'T GET LOST!
Heh heh... heh heh heh... I'm such a freak. I'm sitting, hunched, at my desk playing Oregon Trail yelling at the members of my party whenever they do something I don't like... then I'm laughing like Bevis and/or Butthead. It's really kind of weird.
After beating the game earlier and getting onto the List of Legends, I'm playing through again as a Teacher. Teachers are the hardest (and therefore, have the highest point multiplier) of all the professions in the game. Right now, I'm over 600 miles in through the journey, and (because of my mad skills with a bo staff and bartering) I have more money right now than I did when I started.
Yes, I'm a freak.
-Jon
P.S. Butt Lover, by the way, is one of the tamer names I've come up with my family... McCripple, Hooker, Slick Rick, and ... well... Jed. Are all others (the really vulgar ones will be saved for you to ask me about in the real world away from the Inter-Tube).
UPDATE: I just beat the trail again for the second time today, and now I have it in my head that the way to get through life is to barter. Barter for everything. I started the trail as a teacher with $400, I ended with over $1100. I freaking rule. And, I would've had like, the second or third highest score, if only two of my party hadn't died right at the end... like, literally one of them died, the ox to one more step and I was done. grrr.... freaking frontier medicine, couldn't have kept him alive for just one more step!?!
Desktop
So, the lappy has been on the fritz, and I've not had time to properly diagnose what in the hell is going on, so I've been booting up Crappy McCraperton the PC. And, no, it's not crappy due to it's PCness, it's crappy because it's over five years old I've spent the better part of those years beating the hell out of it. Anyways, I've forgotten how much I like the ethetics of typing on a keyboard that isn't built in to the computer. It really is the little things in life.
Also, I've been eating too much turkey.
So, I'm sitting here with some time to kill. I could spend it doing any of the number of things that I need to do by Wednesday, but instead I signed up for a play-money sit and go tournement at PokerStars. I haven't done this in a while, and I think I signed up in one that will have a few semi-serious players... ... I expect that I will get my ass handed to me at the first table... but if I can make the money, then what the hell, why not. And I do love me some poker.
-Jon
You Have Died of Cholora
Abondonware is my friend. Why? Because I just died of cholora. Yup, you heard me... actually. I didn't. But "Busty" did. I think Busty was my wire, might've been my kid. I don't really know. But it was AssRust, AssRust Jr., Busty, McCripple and Jed who made the trip down the Oregon Trail. I think I was AssRust Sr. Anyways, I've just travelled the O.T. and got on the List of Legends. I'm also a Sr. Investegator in Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego, and no -- my accomplishments aren't reduced by the fact that these are games that were made for children 15-20 years ago. I'm still bloody proud of myself... ... ... Now I'm going to go sing the Camen Sandiego theme song for fun.
-Jon
PC Rockin'
So, I"m up at 8:30am. Which isn't so weird for me these days, except that I don't have to work, and am still up at 8:30am. That is weird. Thing is I have some stuff to do today, and I need to get it done before 12 o'clcok noon. Then I have a lot of stuff to get done before I come back home and do laundry til my hands fall off.
Mostly I'm just sitting here, weirded out by my, "Time to make the doughnuts..." attitude. It's too early for me to want to get up, it's too early for me to naturally get up, and yet here I am, up. To work. on schtufff. .. ... stuff. Weird.
-Jon
So, how schizo has Subway been lately? They have no less than three, distinct, ad campaigns running right now... With the possibility of as many as 6. There are the Jared comercials, the John Lovitz ones, and I just saw one with an ode to the subway sub. I just want to cry.
-Jon
Show Show Show
I'm playing a little show tonight at Gallagher's. If you're up for it, stop on by and maybe I'll buy you a drink... ... of water.
-Jon
Rumination
So, here I sit at work. It's early, I'm tired, and I want little more than to take a nap. I can't wait to get home tonight, eat a bit of mashed potatoes, stuffing, turkey and gravy. It's gonna be so damn good.
Mostly lately I've been busy as all sorts of hell. Work, gigs, my excuse for a social life... And lately, my social life has gotten even more hectic, in the best possible way. It's been a little bit since I had this going on (a year or so ago since the Ann Arbor debacle - I just named it), and a while before that since anything like this. It's all good, but I have the feeling it'll start to take a toll on my (always good and healthy) sleep schedule. I mean, seriously, if I don't get my 2 1/2 hours a night, I start to get cranky. ... ... Heh heh.
-Jon
Thanks
This probably wasn't the best Thanksgiving every, but it was probably up there in the top three or four. I was at home, all day, much of it alone, cooking. Which, even I started to think (but only for a minute) was really depressing. Thing is, I haven't had one day off where I wasn't running somewhere I needed to be, or to a weding, or getting a camera poked up my butt since the begining of September. It's been a non-stop party over in Jon central, without much party and with a whole lot of not-sleep. So, today, I'm off work (because we're closed, otherwise I would've been there) and I decided that I wanted to have Turkey Day and have it proper. So, I made a hell of a lot more food than I every would be able to eat in a week, listened to music, watched Green Street Hooligans (fan-f*ing-tastic movie), hung out with Nick for a bit, hung out with Rebecca for a bit, and am now about to go to sleep. I freaking loved today. It was four-five hours of cooking, a lot of laundry, lots of dishes, and damnit if I don't say that I want to have a lazy day like this again. Staying home without anywhere to be is something that I've completely forgotten about, and now I remember why I'm usually so lazy... ... ... I like the things I do when I don't have anything to worry about. I have fun, and for the reminder, Turkey day, I'm thankful for you.
-Jon
P.S. Now, if only I could get my laptop to freaking work. But that's a project for when I have time... ... ...