Believe it or not folks, this has been a very busy week and a half. I've been enjoying a bit of a social life, which was partially put on hold due to the veritable chaos of work. Two big project milestones occurred during the same week and, at times, it was all I could do not to put a gun between two slices of bread and pull. Yeesh.
Anyway, here are some non-morbid items to waste your time...
Saw I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry and it wasn't too bad. In fact, it was even funny during some parts. Was it funny enough to warrant the outrageous ticket prices I paid? No way. This is a rental or, better yet, the kind of film you wait to air on Starz.
If you're in the mood to eat burritos, don't wash them down with a large milkshake unless you enjoy particularly painful indigestion. I won't disclose how I know, but trust me on this.
The Simpsons movie is pretty funny. While I felt that it was also a rental, everybody and their brother is going to spoil this for you if you don't see it in the theater.
While I normally eschew so-called "reality" TV, I've been enjoying Jon and Kate + 8 on Discovery Health. Having twins is bad enough but add sextuplets to the mix and I'm surprised no one has begged for accommodations at the local asylum. All of their kids are so damn cute, I have to check my insulin levels after watching.
A good friend just returned from Paris and brought me a neat tourist-y keychain with the Eiffel Tower on one side and the Arc de Triomphe on the other. I really need to find a reason to go to France. Fascinating De Fact #81: While I don't speak French very well, I do read it almost fluently.
Aside from work, I've been actually going out and doing stuff. It's nice not to be stuck in the routine of work-home day after day. So what have I been doing?
I finally met the man, the legend that is Smacky on Tuesday. We had dinner at Ted's Montana Grill in Arlington after I called him posing as the late Aldo Kelrast. Smacky writes about our culinary adventure here.
Saw Knocked Up this past weekend and it was pretty darn funny while dangerously skirting sappy territory. If you liked The 40-Year Old Virgin, you'll probably dig it. Personally, I could have dealt with a lot less of the casual drug use throughout the film.
Commuting has been quite a bear of late with the jam-packed Metro trains both in the morning and in the evening. I get no reading done at all and instead listen to music.
Played with an iPhone last week and it's quite a neat little toy. However, it's not $500 neat. I'll stick with my Motorola Q for now. Funny story time: I had to replace my Q when it fell in the loo after #2. Pretty gross I admit, but I cleaned it (hooray for Clorox wipes) and took it to the Verizon store where the manager was really cool about the whole thing and replaced it for free.
Ladies, if you insist on wearing the equivalent of a bikini top to work, chances are some guy is going to take a look. When that guy is me, please have an expression other than "You must be castrated" on your face. I swear I wasn't staring and if you talk to me, I'll remember that your eyes are "up there."
Once upon a time, I had the utmost respect for Kenneth Johnson, the genius behind The Incredible Hulk TV series and V. Then I saw the movie Steel starring Shaquille O'Neal. Please tell me you were late with the cable bill or something, Kenny.
Saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix last week and didn't hate it. I still don't get the love affair with the book series but I'm almost tempted to start reading if only to learn more about the hot goth girl character in the movie.
At the height of the rush hour this morning, the commute into the city is already a hellish experience. The Ballston Metro stop is very crowded with folks trying to get to work -- it really isn't the best time to learn how the subway works. Case in point this morning: I managed to get stuck behind a family who couldn't figure out how to use the turnstile. I was already in a bad mood from driving for nearly an hour to get to the subway station in the first place and wasn't really in any place to suffer fools.
So yeah, I lost it. I yelled at the family of tourists as hordes of people began to pile up behind me. Unfortunately when I yelled, "It doesn't take fucking genius to figure this out," everyone else looked at me like I was the asshole. Please. I know all of them were thinking it. Besides, who rides the subway in the morning to make friends?
Anyway, I'm fine now but I'm hoping the following rules will show up in someone's Google search when they (if they) research our fair city's transit system:
When on the escalator, stand on the right-hand side so people going to work can walk on the left-hand side.
The tops of the escalators are not appropriate gathering spots for any reason.
Please keep in mind that this city is a place where people work and are usually on the move. There's a reason why people run toward buses and trains.
When on the train, follow the conductor's instructions and move toward the center. You'll be allowed off when you choose to leave -- I promise. Come to think of it, this rule applies to many of you regular commuters too.
If you're carrying ginormous luggage or feel the need to use an SUV-sized stroller, use the elevators during rush hour.
I'm sure there are a ton of other rules I'm forgetting, so feel free to use the comments section to add to the list.
The first night with the CPAP was okay, except for when I inexplicably started breathing through my mouth around 4am. Air was still being sent to my nose, which dried things out rather quickly and made me sneeze violently. Although I was a bit brighter-eyed upon waking, I still felt drowsy during the commute. I'm told it will take some time to become accustomed to the apparatus. It's worth a shot I suppose.