iDallas!I have more room in my rooom after the rearrange. I’ll put up a picture later in the day. I had fun yesterday. I hung out with some dear friends and we made some food and talked about technology and had a good ol’ time. There was no family pressures or incidents or anything like that.
I think Thanksgiving was always meant as more of a friends sort of holiday, anyway. That’s how the original pilgrims treated it.
Why is it that it bugs me when I see snot-nosed whiney-ass punk kids driving $80,000 Mercedes sports cars?
I say snot-nosed, whiney-ass because I can’t imagine some child raised like that growing up to be anything else. Well, I can imagine it, but it’s hard.
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Furby! There is some new toy called Furby. It’s soft and furry and it talks or something. Kinda weird. People in the know are calling it the “next Cabbage Patch Kid.” Wha-hoo. They come in different colors, but you don’t get to pick which color you get.
How cute.
You get to pick the color of real animals. You get to say, “I want that one!” So, how does that make it more life-like?
I dunno. But these things are selling like hotcakes.
I have recently started developing a bit of an obsession with my own dental health. That’s right, the health and general well-being of my teeth, gums, and my mouth as a whole has been weighing down on me a little bit more than usual lately.
I don’t know what brought it on. My teeth are in ok shape, though they could be better. I don’t go to the dentist. It’s against my philosophy. Just think… who is it that tells you to go see the dentist every 6 months? The ADA, right? And who is that? Well… it’s the American Dental Association. Well, who do you suppose is in the ADA? You guessed it! A whole lot of money-grubbing dentists! And I’m not falling for it.
Now, I’m in the midst of computer upgrade decision turmoil. What option is the best? What will make me the happiest with the smallest financial hardship? There are some cheaper things that would make me happy, but for how long?
Having money only makes you want more!
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We went to a daytime thing today… it was a promotional thing for something or another… I don’t know exactly what. It was sorta fun. There were 20 or 30 kids there and Jorge played pretty good.
I had a can of Asahi to help me get my groove on. It helped. Beer goes well with Sundays. There’s something about that day right before the start of the work week that makes you want to forget about some of the things you normally worry about. Beer’s good for that. I don’t tend to drink more than one, though. One is enough to just mellow you out without really triggering that drink-till-yer-drunk instinct.
So. Today was mellow. Now I’m gonna do the Weekly Shine and rearrange my room a bit. A good end to the week (even if the Weekly Shine is a bit late).
Las Vegas sorta sucks because you have to be 21 or over to do just about anything… I’m over 21, but I know lots of people who aren’t. I sort of think I might always know lots of people who are under 21, too.
Anyway, the whole city is sort of a fascist ageist regime. There are some specific places that are explicitly designed to be fun for children, but who really has fun at any place explicity designed for that purpose? It’s much more fun to just hang out and do stuff that looks interesting…
Amusement parks are for the meek-minded.
And Las Vegas pretends to be fun for all and then they sort of treat you like dirt if you’re not gonna waste your childrens’ inheritance on their stupid games.
Oh well.
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Las Vegas is a strange town. It’s sort of pathetic in some ways. There’s all these multi-billion dollar buildings with lots of crazy lights saying, “Look at me!,” “Visit me!,” “Notice me!”
It’s a relentless, ongoing display of gross capitalism. It’s sort of exciting to see all the excess, but I just start worrying about all the energy that goes into it and I wonder if all this fun is really worth it.
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Argh.
I’m a little torn here. I hope you don’t mind. I don’t know what I should write about. One one hand, I want to entertain you, my ever-important and faithful audience. On other other hand, I just want to babble my crazy head off about whatever comes to mind.
On good days, those two goals work hand-in-hand (did you catch that… clever pun, huh?) and things go well. On others, the only things that come to mind are basically useless tidbits about my life and what a ridiculous life it is!
Anyway. I have opinions about lots and lots of things, but who doesn’t have an opinion these days? Opinions are a dime-a-dozen and always have been. I have ideas, too. Those are good, sometimes. If I give them all away, I’ll never be a fat rich bastard, though. If that isn’t gonna happen, I might as well just give up now.
You see my predicament, I hope. Any help would be appreciated.
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…and our water was fixed today. A couple of persistent drips had turned into indoor water sculpture. It was nice for when we had company over, but the constant sound of running water got old…
It took a long time for us to call the owners about the problem, but they fixed it pretty quick once I called them. That’s a dramatic departure from our previous repair requests… That’s a good thing.
Something that’s distressing me today (besides the sparse, unfocused nature of today’s update) is how hard it is to get to that point with someone where you can just kiss them all the time and not feel weird about it. There are so many steps before that, and the steps are all different for all people, and there’s no standards or anything so you have to play these sort of get-to-know-each-other games to also try to figure out if it’s even worth it…
I don’t know. I guess you probably get better at it.
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