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I, Asshole
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She C. (RIP!)
Fresh Pepper (RIP!)
Get to the Choppa
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What's Brewin' Down Yonder
Almost Lucid
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Bored But Busy
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Skipping past Writober and Nanoblomo . . ? Shit, I dunno. I'm as bored as you are.


Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Stars! They’re JUST LIKE US!

Yeah, yeah . . . two posts in, like, three hours.

I stumbled onto the newest Brit-Brit pictures* on a MySpace bulletin (from a shitty band I should really de-friend). I like to think of myself as the OPPOSITE of a “starfucker,” it’s nice to spread (heh!) around Exhibits 1,254,409 through 1,254,416 showing that stars are just like us . . . really, really, really stupid. (And naked under their short skirts. With Paris Hilton actually trying to help keep their legs closed!)

* The link** has mercifully PG-rated thumbnails of the photos. Clicking on the thumbnails takes you to the 100% NSFW versions. God rest our souls.

** This link is better than the Livejournal one I originally saw. Thanks, SJ.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/29 at 01:14 PM
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I know Thanksgiving was almost a week ago. Nothing much to report: We ate the standard fare, and I fell asleep in front of a football game in between servings of pie . . . end of story.

However, rather than spend Black Friday in the stores or (God forbid!) in a fucking MALL, we went to the beach. Sure, it’s almost winter (even in Florida), but I’d argue that’s the best time to go to the beach. Seriously, it was breezy and cool in the waning afternoon . . . I don’t think I’ve spent a more pleasant couple hours on the sand. Mia was playing and looking for shells. It was great pretty good.

Yesterday, I officially finished off the leftovers from the weekend. Sunday I had a turkey-and-stuffing sandwich for lunch and leftover chicken from Thanksgiving night for dinner. Monday and yesterday, I brought lunchboxes to work . . . pizza boxes leftover from the beach. (I had to write “Scott’s lunch” on them, because unmarked pizza, cake, and/or pastries are usually fair game for pilferers.) Oh, and for dinner Monday, I had wings leftover from Saturday. We seem to have avoided any serious food-poisoning.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/29 at 10:01 AM
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Wednesday, November 22, 2006

When I Said, “I Picked Up Some Wine,” I Meant THIS

I realize that you weren’t there (for the most part), the Internets. I don’t wanna make you jealous, but . . . well, we were in Atlanta this past weekend. For a “very special pre-Thanksgiving” thing at C-dub’s. And we had the best turkey ever. I know, I’m so sorry for rubbing your proverbial face in it, the Internets.

Anyway, as the picture below might suggest, there was some drinking.

I’m kinda pissed because as I was uploading some pictures to Flickr, I accidentally kicked a power switch and turned my computer off, losing some of the descriptive commentary on the photos. Just rest assured: When CW finished off a bottle of grape vodka, there were two unopened bottles waiting in the wings.

So, I’m over this “blogging-way-after-the-fact” nonsense. Tomorrow’s the for-real Thanksgiving™. Followed by an overnight trip to the beach. Are you psyched? Yeah, me neither.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/22 at 09:19 PM
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Friday, November 17, 2006

Three Cheers for Tinted Windows! (Hang on . . . Lemme Get Up.)

Kneeling on the floorboard in the back of a Hyundai Santa Fe and trying to direct pee into an aluminum can is no small feat. Especially when there are bumps on the road you’re riding on. The interstate. On which you are navigating your wife to merge onto another interstate. If only you could navigate to a rest area. Which might require a map. (Quick FYI: There is apparently only ONE rest area between Columbus and Atlanta . . . at the guest center OFF the interstate. Which we passed 20 miles before I really had to pee.)

So, yeah. Things I learned today:

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/17 at 11:18 PM
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Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Day Four: Motivational

Y’see, I’d wanted to write about this thing that happened with my job, but we’re smarter than that (and, also, the situation came to an anticlimactic conclusion). And then I’d wanted to write about this book I finished reading skimming and how the whole thing seems like a self-congratulatory, calculated publicity stab (no, it wasn’t OJ’s new book about how things COULD have gone had he actually killed his estranged wife and her friend). And then I’d wanted to write about our going to Atlanta this weekend—how it’s not a Meetup, really, but we’ll get to see a handful of our bloggy friends for a few hours drinks (okay, LOTS of drinks). And THEN I felt like I should mention that I’m, inexplicably, LOSING to Patricia in our Steelers vs. Cowboys bet on which team would do better this season (two words, ‘Boys: Start Bledsoe). 

Mostly, though, I just felt I should write. Just write.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/15 at 10:29 PM
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Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Who’s Ever Heard of Unwanted Alcohol, Anyway?

When I wasn’t trying to find a place to leave two unwanted bottles of Michelob Wheat over the weekend, we were at the Fair.

Now we like to make fun of the Fair, but it’s the only “amusement park” lots of kids get. Thankfully, not our kid. Because I think we can all agree that “carny” is synonymous with “illegitimate kids in at least 10 different states.”

Ah, but what fun!

Click here for a handful of other shots.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/14 at 09:58 PM
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Monday, November 13, 2006

I Can’t Imagine This Pulling in 13 Million Viewers Each Week, Though

On the way to work, and badly in need of some Sudafed PE (apparently), I thought of a Network show idea. If I had any Photoshop skills, I’d roll you a title shot, but I don’t so I’ll just tell you: It’s like “Heroes,” but it’s “Poets.” See? Whenever the Earth is plagued with some kind of literary calamity, ordinary people develop supernatural writing abilities to save the planet from crisis.

This is the way I think of lots of creative endeavors. It would seem. Some people are just good; why work at it? Of course, considering the standards I hold myself to, I’m setting myself up to fail. (Actually, considering I’m not really “working at it,” I’m not setting anything up.

I blame Civilization III.

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/13 at 05:13 PM
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Sunday, November 12, 2006

Wakey, Wakey (And . . . Not Leaving Just Yet)

I semi-arbitrarily stopped drinking caffeine a few years ago. It was probably because I’d read about it exacerbating reflux symptoms. After a year or so, I started drinking coffee and/or espresso drinks once or twice a week. Which has become a staple (okay, an ADDICTION). But Michelle thinks that this is doing more harm than good . . . that this might be the cause of me dragging ass lately.

No caffeine? Fine. But having a Venti Mocha one day and then not drinking caffeine for two or three days . . . maybe there’s some withdrawal on the days I DON’T drink caffeine. Is what Michelle’s saying. So, perhaps drinking caffeine (every day) again won’t be such an issue.

In other news, looks like this blog ISN’T going away just yet. Patricia emailed to tell me she’d forgotten it was set to “auto-renew,” so now I’m ridin’ this out for another year. I mean, I guess that’s what’s happening?

Oh, p.s. . . . how about the Firefly/Serenity reunion on my T.V. schedule last week? Capt. Reynolds turns up on Lost, while Inara is a barista on How I Met Your Mother? Anyone else catch that? (Anyone else still READING this?)

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/12 at 09:46 PM
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Monday, November 06, 2006


Two things that are true and you should know:

This will be the last post here, methinks. Almost everyone I blog-know (including me) is on Vox, so I’ll be there. And likely reviving the old Blogspot site, too.

There's more to drink (click for it) »

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 11/06 at 12:47 PM
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There's no "I" in threesome.


I can't remember whether I've seen anything new since my birthday. Oh, right, that one.


I was hoping for a little more detail in the accounts of mauling-by-zombie. But the anecdotes were disturbing, nonetheless..


I don't have a solid grasp on which exact cheap beers I had at the ATL watering holes.