May 262006

Your results:
You are Qui-Gon Jinn

Qui-Gon Jinn
Mace Windu
Han Solo
Lando Calrissian
Obi-Wan Kenobi
Boba Fett
Luke Skywalker
Darth Maul
Overall, you’re a pretty well balanced person.
But maybe you focus a little too
much on the here and now.
Think about the future before its too late.

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May 262006

satyr69 gave me a nudge since I hadn’t updated in over a week, so here’s the news in briefs, er, brief.

Unbeknownst to me, the first wedding anniversary gift for gay geeks is, traditionally, lightsabers. I discovered this when Aaron brought two of them home from Costco last week. We’re still slightly embarrassed about them, but have discovered it’s impossible to pass by them without picking one up, flicking it on, and waving it around a couple times before continuing on our way. The text messages when he was at the store went like this:

Aaron: “Mace or Anakin”
Me: “?”
Me: “Mace”
Aaron: “Faggot”
Me: “Hey! Mace was a total badass until that pussy-whipped Anakin turned on him!”

So Aaron got a blue one and I got the purple one.

The previous weekend we took my mom up to the beach house and stayed with his parents for a belated Mother’s Day since she had to work on the actual holiday. It was typical of a trip up there: lots of eating and relaxing. I got drunk with my father-in-law when he made the two of us a “martini”, which was really just half a liter of Bombay Sapphire with some olives, in a glass big enough to be a koi pond. I had to cut it with orange juice because it was oddly harsh for Bombay. Before getting alcoholiated *nods to evanrudemi* I took my mom for a drive in Sandy’s new silver 350Z roadster up to the town of Lexington and wandered around the shops for a bit.

Sunday the weather had turned kind of cold and crappy, so Mom and I drove into Port Huron, where I patiently tolerated extended time in Mary Maxim and Sew Elegant so she could shop for quilting supplies. Normally I pay about as much attention to fabric stores as I do to the NBA, but Sew Elegant was really impressive. I’ve never seen so many bolts of fabric in one place before, in every possible color and pattern. There were places where you could hardly walk down the aisle for the stacks of it. When we tell my sister about it, I’m sure she’ll start planning some kind of holy pilgrimage there.

Other than that, this week has been work-gym-gaming, with a dinner visit from mrimp and odysseyseven on Tuesday. I have managed to exercise every day this week so far, which is normally unheard of. I usually convince myself to skip at least a couple days but, with our trip to Montreal coming up next week, I’m cramming. Plus, with the warmer weather, I’m wanting to go shirtless more often which, I’m happy to report, I can do almost without self-consciousness now.

This weekend brokenbryan is down to visit and go to DEMF and, together with the Rowdy Otter Roadshow, we’re going to see X3 on Sunday. I’m not pleased with the results on Rotten Tomatoes (57% currently) after the first two got 80% and 87%, respectively. I’ll still see it of course, but I’m prepared to be somewhat disappointed. I really wish Bryan Singer had stuck around to direct this one too. Oh well.

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May 112006

The “Get it Off Your Chest” meme. (ganked from flirtcub and others)

Post 10 anonymous comments of what you WISH you could say to the people in your life who’ve been unfair to you in some way. Do NOT disclose who they are or give the backstory. Just get it off your chest, and then let it go for once and for all.

Tag people if you so desire.

I could only come up with eight. I hereby reserve 9 and 10 for future use.

You’ve got this coming

May 082006

Friday started my week of being on call and housebound (more or less), and roadster_guy was off to St. Louis on Thursday until Saturday night, so mrimp and odysseyseven brought the Rowdy Otter Roadshow to our place on Friday; both to keep me company and give their househosts some time to themselves. We had a late dinner at Noodles, then adjourned to the office to warm up the geek generators. The two of them played City of Villains while I read Exalted (thanks nakednerd, I’m really digging this game). I tried to join them for a mission, but my laptop objected strenuously to the higher graphic demands of CoV over CoH.

The next morning Eric had to work for three hours, so once he’d left Jamie and I took the Z over to the coney nearby, got our grub on, and rolled over to Hanson’s so I could get some new running shoes. After many shoe changes and several test laps around the outside of the building, I went with a pair of Mizunos. To make up for boring Jamie while I shopped, we stopped at Warp 9 comic shop and did some shopping. It was National Free Comic Day so I grabbed a few of those and bought the first issue of Marvel’s Civil War. Pretty good stuff; I may actually follow the core 8-issue limited series, if not the related issues of other titles.

When we got back we played more CoH until Eric returned, then we headed over to Somerset for dinner and some shopping. We initially tried PF Chang’s, but there was an hour and forty-five minute wait, which I don’t understand. It’s good, but it’s not THAT good. Must be the reputation. Two doors over, at Brio Tuscan Grille, we were seated within two minutes, and had some great food. Eric and I had the grilled mahi mahi with a mashed potato ball in a baked crust with garlic, cheese, and bacon. It was actually better than the fish. Jamie thought his pasta was merely meh, however. Afterward, we hit all the trendy clothing stores in the mall (are there any in Somerset that aren’t?), ogled all the boys, and laughed uproariously at Abercrombie’s prices. I really only shop there to look at the posters anyway.

After reading all our comics, we broke open the Illuminati card game and learned to play. It’s really fun, but you either better be friends with the other players, or make sure you’ll never see them again. It’s real easy to piss people off in this game, but it sure is fun doing it. Many beers later, Eric and I came within one card each of winning, but Jamie managed to whup us. Aaron returned around 9pm but was too tired to join in, and had to be up and out the door at 7am to go racing the next day.

Sunday we haunted the coney again, then Starbucks, then back home for Xbox, laundry, and another game of Illuminati. This time it came down to me and Eric, but Jamie was in the position of deciding which of us won, and threw his lot in with Eric. He does have to sleep with him, after all. :oD The boys headed home about 8pm, as none of us were hungry for dinner, and the rest of the night was uneventful. I worked on my laundry until Aaron wanted to go to bed at about 9:30, so I kept reading Exalted, stopping for about 20 minutes to play some CoH.

All weekend the pager had only gone off twice, both times for something that I already knew about and could close immediately. Unfortunately at 3:45 this morning it went off again, asking me to join a conference call. Apparently one of our suppliers replaced their firewall on Friday evening, couldn’t get it to work right when trying to connect to us, THEN decided at 3:30am Monday morning that it was time to sound the alarm. Over the course of the call it became clear that they never notified us they were doing this, and that no changes were made on our side, yet they decided to wake a bunch of us up to bail their asses out. Idiots. So now I’m fighting sleep, and will probably go home for lunch and work (read: nap) from home.

May 032006

Well…the jury’s still out on how much I like the new Tool album, and that’s hard for me to admit, because I’m a diehard fan. I’ve listened to it while paying close attention twice, and then put it on repeat in the background while I played City of Heroes yesterday.

There are some great tracks on it, but so far there hasn’t been any single song that made me sit straight up and say, “Holy shit!” before screaming along with it. The closest so far are ‘The Pot’, ‘Vicarious’, and ‘Jambi’, but nothing quite as electric as ‘Stinkfist’ or ‘The Grudge’; no scorching diatribes like ‘Enema’, ‘Ticks & Leeches’, or A Perfect Circle’s ‘Pet’ or ‘The Outsider’.

I actually feel a little guilty for not loving it unconditionally, right out of the box, but I’ll keep listening. Maybe it just needs more time to grow on me.

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