my computer isn't working, so i am borrowing the parent-in-laws. the letter that comes between "i" and "k" in the english alphabet is broken on the keyboard, so i might have to get creative. no "first letter of my first name" in this post. do you know how annoying it is to log onto email, blog, myspace, etc., when a prominent letter in both username and password is disabled?
+ the tampa bay rays have secured a winning record for the first time in the history of the organization. the tampa bay rays sit atop the AL east, widely acknowledged as the toughest division in baseball, with the boston red sox and new york yankees looking up and looking at their bloated salary figures wondering, "what the hell?" the tampa bay rays will make the postseason for the first time in team history. i bring all of this to your attention for the mere reason that i can say, "i told you so." that's right. i'm on record, months before the season even began as calling the tampa bay rays as my official dark horse candidate. i win.
+ i planned on writing a big-old thing about "the wire," which the lady and i just finished (season 5 - the last season), but then i stumbled upon a "stuff white people like" article, which made me feel pretty silly. i have said it before, and i will say it to every single person who allows me the chance to say it again. that show will blow your mind. i have never seen anything like it. watch it. you're an idiot if you don't.
+ last weekend the father-in-law and i went down to southern kentucky and did some fishing and camping. took the dogs, the fishing poles and a mess of fattening foods. it was a good time. neither of us had a watch, so we took timeouts from normal discussion at least 8 times a day to discuss "what time do you think it is?" normally we would look at the sun's position in the sky or attempt to gage the time based on how tired we were at night, or how hungry we were. why did we do this? not sure, but there is some strange compulsion to know what time it is. one would think it would be liberating to be free from the constraints of time, but when you're outside of it's reach, life is strange and unfamiliar.
+ so far i haven't had too much issue with this whole "not using the letter 'j' thing. i guess not many words are stuck with that cumbersome letter. let's get rid of it all together. from now on, call me 'ustin'
+ apparently donald miller and barack obama are good buddies and miller gave the convocation at the dem. nat. conv. if you know who donald miller is, then you might find this interesting. i'm getting a little caught up in this politics stuff right now. it's on par with the olympics for me. i only wish that it only happened once ever four years like the olympics. wait... that's not right.
+ kevin isn't coming to cincinnati out of protest that none of us come to visit him in chicago... nice move buddy. that will work out well for you. you missed the celebrity of russell vance on his way out town last night.
+ i don't know what it is that labor day celebrates. i assume that it has something to do with the end of the summer and some sort of harvest that allowed for farmers to take a day of rest and celebrate, but i could be wrong. we should cease all holidays, observances, and practices that are related to archaic farming traditions and habits. day light saving time? no longer necessary.
+ brandon stockman wrote a delightful running diary of the dem. nat. conv. you can check that out on the links on this page to the right.
+ i'm reading a book entitled "the complete husband" by lou priolo. again, i am made aware that i am not perfect. these reminders are good. once you realize that every fight/disagreement/misunderstanding is actually not all the fault of your wife, things become much more sensible and fun.
+ my dog calvin keep escaping from the backyard. i have tried to reinforce the fence in several areas and i keep thinking that i have finally established my brilliance/dominance over this inferior k-9, but he keeps running to the front door with a big grin on his face and his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. i'm beginning to resent his intelligence and question my own.
+ i talked to my friend osh (first letter missing) carstensen last night. he called me from korea. for some reason, talking to someone and knowing they are in another country is way more exciting than talking to that same someone when they are in another city or another state.
+ watched four hours of season four of entourage last night. that show makes me laugh and feeds the inner "i want to be famous" sentiment that i believe all of us have. i can't tell you what happened in the show though, because nothing happens in that show. it's all fluff and that's what i like most about it.
+ did i mention that i picked the tampa bay rays are my dark horse team this year? (kevin told me that i am not propping myself nearly enough for this accomplishment and i realize that he is correct)
+ heidi is working way too much this weekend and i haven't hung out with her at all. that's dumb.
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Few issues with this post.
First, if you are going to complain about the letter "J" being broken, don't use it sometimes and not others. I think the title would have been much more effective as "Life without the letter ' '". That makes the reader feel at least slightly invested because lets face it, in the world of blogs, no one cares!
Secondly, the suggestion that we should cease any holiday for which you either a) get a paid day off or b) make time and a half is completely ridiculous. Archaic rules are what make America great.
Third and Finally, you let your nerdiness out of the closet when you reference events from yesterday (Sunday) and yet your post is dated Sunday, which means you began this post yesterday and you didn't deam the initial bullet points as enough substance to post as a blog. (See the last line of paragraph one.) But I love you anyway despite your lack of blogsense (see Webster's 2009 edition for a complete defintion of the aformentioned word).
I do kind of feel bad not coming down for Russ's "sendoff," but we'll both be back together at the end of September. So...I continue my protest.
I think your wife meticulously examines your blogs in order to point out things wrong with it. I feel like she does that to mine on occasion too. What's her deal? Doesn't she know that we're really just bullshitting back and forth with each other through the internets?
I'm telling you man, make it known to everyone you have even slight daily contact that you called the rays at the beginning of the season. You'll eventually convince yourself that you're some kind of visionary. That's what I did.
i don't write blogs to be picked on by my closest kin. that's just cruel.
yeah, i started my blog on one day and finished it the next. so what? and i didn't take the time to edit it to correct these anachronisms. what of it?
I'm sorry I tried climb into yours and Kevin's clubhouse.
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