This is Rick. My sister took me to FAO Schwartz to put him together, a birthday gift months in the making. Like me, he enjoys a good Irish whiskey from time to time. Perhaps too much.
All in all I had a fantastic day today. Started out at FAO Schwartz with my sister, then to lunch at a great little burger bistro, followed by Alice in Wonderland (which I’m apparently in the minority for enjoying). After my sister and I parted ways, I went off to meet up with some buddies for amazing steak at Keen’s Chophouse, which was immediately followed by drinks at Tempest Bar, where I met and got on with two really cool bartenders. Though if we’re being brutally honest, I think Rick hogged most of the limelight tonight. He got cozy with one of the bartenders, got hit on by a drunk dude, had his picture taken twice, and attracted more than a little attention at the otherwise-quiet bar. That’s definitely much better than I average.
Perhaps I should just start bringing him with me wherever I go. I wonder if he could get me out of traffic tickets.
This has been my view for much of the three-day weekend. I wish I could blame my sloth on illness or other, but I got over my cold sometime on Thursday or Friday. It has been raining, though. That miserable, cold, chilling rain. It’s a pity, too, because it’s “warmed up some” and actually hit the mid-40s this weekend. If not for the rain, I might’ve been incensed to go out and do something.
Truth be told, however, I don’t really mind. There are worse ways to spend a weekend than catching up on Dexter and playing Assassin’s Creed II. Perhaps my inner ursine is in full hibernation mode. Why go out into the cold, foreboding, berry-less wilderness when you can camp out in your nice, warm, broadband-enabled cave? Besides, every evening spent indoors is another evening I don’t waste my money on hookers and blow kittens and lollipops.
Maybe I should grow a beard.
Taken while waiting in line at some restaurant in Reno. I’ve always dug the effect caused by parallel mirrors. It was this odd eternity that stretched on, but you could never quite see it. Since your own body was dead center in your eye line, “eternity” always stretched on right behind you, just out of sight.
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The digital cleanse is going well so far. Granted it’s only been a day, but so far I haven’t tweeted, texted, or checked my email from my phone. I made more phone calls today alone than I think I had all month of December.
Ironically, tonight I came up with an idea for a website that is entirely twitter-centric. Luckily, however, I can get enough of the prep work done via email for the first week that my cleanse will be over when the ball really gets rolling.
It’s been kinda weird, being bored in front of a computer and having to force myself not to hit up Facebook or my favorite forums. I actually see the mouse pointer start to move in the direction of the bookmarks, realize what it was doing, and suddenly stop.
In the end, however, I managed to make my first day without breaking any 0of my own tenets of my Digital Cleanse. Maybe if I make it all the way to the end, some of it will stick after this is all over.
The ping pong table in the living room is probably one of my favorite things about our apartment. That, and the fact that I have found an evenly-matched opponent in one of my three roommates. Of the remaining two, one is far too skilled for me to play, and the other doesn’t play at all. It’s a Goldilocks sort of thing.
Of course, while my table tennis nemesis and I tend to play on an almost-daily basis, there are times when he’s either too tired or too busy or just not around to play. It’s times like those that I break out my handy cloning machine and make myself another evenly-matched opponent. Of course, this one’s a little too evenly-matched. It’s been two months and we’re still playing the same tie game.
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