Seriously, I Feel a Little Sick…
So, Mom and Dennis were out here this weekend helping B and I look at houses. We were all sorts of set on a house on out in the vicinity of the airport and instead we found a house somewhere near, possibly in, the vicinity of "The Zone."
- Casey: How do you know you're in the zone?
- Dan: (slams deck of cards down on the desk) Cut me.
- Casey: Danny, I--
- Dan: Cut the cards.
- Casey: (cuts the cards) Nine.
- Dan: (cuts) Jack.
- Casey: (cuts) Seven.
- Dan: (cuts) Eight.
- Casey: (cuts, challengingly) Queen.
- Dan: (braces himself, then cuts) Ace.
So, now we're in the process of figuring out offers, figuring out concessions, where do we want to put the couch, what do we do with the dog, is that really a hole in the roof... ... did I mention that "The Zone" the house occupies is right around the corner from "Ye Olde Sweat Equity Shoppe?" Yeah... so, it's not in perfect condition, but it's in move in condition (after a thorough cleaning, steam cleaning, bleach shower and possible delousing... ... ... have I ever mentioned how much I like hyperbole?). The thing is, I know I'm there, I'm ready, we're ready, everything is aligning just about perfectly for us to get into this house and away from sharing walls with strangers and creepy neighbor kids yelling into our windows at our dog because their grandma locks them out of the house during the day. And that's awesome, can't wait exciting kind of stuff... ... and I'm now nervous, anxious, and my stomach just decided to go wonky...
- Jeremy: Natalie, listen to me. You've lost a lot of money to me tonight. You're basically going to be living the rest of your life on a charitable grant from the Jeremy Goodwin Foundation. Take the hundred bucks back and fold.
- Natalie: Scared?
- Jeremy: I've got a straight. You've got three sevens.
- Natalie: You don't have a straight.
- Jeremy: Look at me. I'm not lying to you. I have a straight.
- Natalie: How do you know I don't have a big house?
So what's going to happen next is we're (almost 100%) gonna make a bid tomorrow. And that's when the whole thing can come falling down on our heads... Without talking any kind of specific, we're in a situation where I don't think that the lady has a realistic idea of what the house is really worth on the market today. B and I just think she's asking too much for the house, while at the same time we lust after it like a Sophomore does his Homecoming date, that is to say passionately. I just don't want her to say no to our offer. And that's what I've been thinking about for the last hour. "What if she says no? What if she says no? What if she says no? What if she says no? [ad infinitum...]"
- Jeremy: Isaac, I don't know if you heard. Six this morning there was a bid from an Italian airline called Platypus.
- Isaac: Yeah. Keep it under your hat, would you?
- Jeremy: You bet.
So now we're going to have to leave it up to "la forza del destino" or "The Power of Fate." And I hate waiting for Fate to work her mojo, so please, if you have an in with her... just ask her to get a move on, would'ja?
-Jon
P.S.: All the various scrip segments were excerpts from the incomparable "Sport Night" by Aaron Sorkin. Used without permission, with moxy.
Dog, You're an A**hole and I Forgot Why I Love You…
Seriously. Is waking me up at 6:30am fun? Is it more fun to make me walk around in wet grass while you just prance about like a child off his ritalin? How 'bout 20 minutes later when you still haven't gone to the bathroom, and I'm now awake enough that there's no point in getting back in bed because I'll just lie there, all covered in pie?
Dog. You're an asshole. Sometimes, you make it very difficult to care if you eat.
-Jon
Best. Clock. Ever.
Really, this is the single coolest clock I've ever seen, and I want one. Or three. Although, 140cm x 140cm is a little bit big... ... ...
-Jon
What Do You Think?
- Is it "really girly" to wake up early, throw on whatever clothes you can find, leave your dog along to fend for himself and go to pick up your wedding band from the Post Office?
- Is it "cool" to set-up a 30 Rock playlist on Hulu that you can watch in the background while you work through your iPhoto Library and keyword everything (including keywords such as "Cups" "Frogs" and "Tongue")?
- Is Hamburger Helper part of a healthy breakfast?
- Does Jon need constant supervision to not become a complete wreck of a human being doing nothing but watching shows on Hulu, interacting with his computer, feeding his dog and thinking about things like the ramifications adding red pepper and onion to a Hamburger Helper meal?
-Jon
P.S. The answers, by the way, are: Yes, No, No, Yes.
Favicon
Trying to set up a favicon for the address bar. Do you see my face?
-Jon
Updated: I feel like this version of the favicon makes me look bald (balder than I will probably be in the next few years at least)... should I make it harder to see my face, and easier to see my hair? What say you fair internet?
Cinnamon, You Have Fooled Me Again for the Last Time…
Seriously, if you have the choice between swallowing a teaspoon of cinnamon and not... I'd choose not. I feel less than good. Really.
-Jon
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Mooching is Fun!
So, here at quo HQ we like to read. We like to read a hell of a lot, actually... and hopefully we're gonna start reading a lot more and use a lot less room on our bookshelf (yes, I have only one bookshelf (with books -- I have more with DVDs)). Why? Becuase of BookMooch. It's a totally free service (except for postage) that you can use to get rid of old books you no longer care about, and get books that you do... which is great for Jon because he's got lots and lots of books that he doesn't so much care about, and needs the space. My comics, however, will not go anywhere. God I hope I can bookmooch trade paperbacks of Batman... ... ...
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This Site is Ugly
So, I've been using this default template for a while and it bugs me. I'm going to start working on an actual redesign in a little bit. Maybe today, but today I have cleaning and other poop to do. I'm also trying to get my twitter posts to show up inline here too... I'm not sure if I set it up right, so we'll see. Worst case scenario, I'll have use the twitter badge they provide, but I'd much rather they be in-line. Because I like to have an archive. Of everything. Always. No, really, I thought I deleted my old e-mail archive (which is a huge step for me), only to discover that I had actually duplicated it in case something happened... because that's how fucking insane I can be.
There's a real good chance that I'll delete the backup-backup of my e-mail... I just don't know for sure yet.
Anyways, I'm going to go now. I've got some stuff to do... and gosh-darnit... I wanna get it done. The puppy, by the way, is going to be exhausted. Heh heh...
-Jon
It's Real. It's Official.
So, yesterday I had the day off with B and we decided to get some shit done for the wedding. If what she tells me is correct (and I should actually know this for sure because I was there when it was done, except I wasn't paying as much attention as she was) we've figured out the flowers for the wedding. Of course by "we" I mean "she" and figured out I mean they're purchased, signed sealed and (all but) delivered. Which is awesome, because the less we have to deal with for the wedding later, the better.
We also worked on the whole "Jon needs to get a ring" thing yesterday and... good golly Miss Molly, we got it nailed. We had been looking on various websites at ring styles for dudes, and Titanium Era seems like just about the best place we could find to look at a variety of styles. After looking there on and off for a few months, we decided to go out to the mall and see what they have there. And they all have the same things, the same styles, and the same makers (as the other stores in the mall at least).
We saw a bunch of different styles, and only a small handful that we both liked, until we saw this one (only we saw it in Tungsten Carbide at the mall). It was simple, almost a standard classic band with just that little bit of a twist. That little something that made it stand out without screaming "OH MY GOD I'M A RING BUT I'M DIFFERENT!!!!! I liked it, she liked it... it pretty much matched her ring even though it's titanium and her's is gold... so... gosh darn it... we got it.
Well... we ordered it, and it'll be here with in 9 business days. And I'm... well... I'm really excited about it. I've never been a jewelry guy (I can't even wear a watch without trying to gnaw my arm off like a fox in a bear trap), but I am really excited about having something that proclaims to the hoards of wanton and willing women that accost me every day, "Hey ladies. I appreciate it, but I'm only window shopping these days. My balls are in a purse across town."
So... We'll see how I do with just a ring come October. I'm really looking forward to the whole thing... and we're a less than six months and counting. Sheesh... this year is flying by...
-Jon