This just in:
"The world's official timekeepers have added a "leap second" to the last day of the year on Wednesday, to help match clocks to the Earth's slowing spin on its axis, which takes place at ever-changing rates affected by tides and other factors."
Here's a list of things I plan to do with the extra second:
- fill out an application to become one of the world's official timekeepers;
- finish my novel;
- spend down the remaining funds in my Flexible Spending Account so the rat bastards that administer it don't take off on a European vacation courtesy of the $231.46 I have in there;
Any time that's left will be spent reflecting on the general state of the world, specifically the Mideast, India vs. Pakistan, MMA vs. boxing, HBO (what happened to you?), getting up the nerve to watch TLC's "The 800 Pound Tumor" and trying to crack all my knuckles on the first try. Happy New Year...
Is blogging dead? Does anyone care what I think? Will this blog validate me in any meaningful way? And what's with that title?
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Spirit
For a tutorial on how to write a scathing review, see the link below:
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/12/24/DDH414SVMC.DTL
The review was written by Peter Hartlaub, the 'Pop Culture' critic of the San Francisco Chronicle. I complimented him in the first comment posted and he responded in kind and used the word 'snarky', a vocabulary choice that confirmed my confidence in his acumen.
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/12/24/DDH414SVMC.DTL
The review was written by Peter Hartlaub, the 'Pop Culture' critic of the San Francisco Chronicle. I complimented him in the first comment posted and he responded in kind and used the word 'snarky', a vocabulary choice that confirmed my confidence in his acumen.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
The First
I'm watching my 6 month old scoot backwards, listening to my wife dry her hair in the bathroom of our new house, watching as my dog runs off with a used paper towel and looks back to see if I'll chase him, and I suddenly decide that Christmas in Texas is not so bad after all.
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