tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40364312011-12-14T22:08:42.865-05:00Shallow like the kiddie poolStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.comBlogger4311100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-35501870926395728242006-12-28T15:54:00.000-05:002006-12-28T15:58:51.629-05:00

Wikipedia does a great job of classifying EVERYTHING into at least one of the millions upon millions of categories on their site. If there isn't already a category for it, they'll probably just make one up. Aside from year of birth and what your job is, they can classify you by nationality, skin tone, eye color, pet names, and favorite color. Sometimes, this is very useful, such as if you are

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-72001436860524976732006-12-14T10:17:00.000-05:002006-12-14T11:54:52.929-05:00

I need a creative outlet. My job mostly deals with pre-determined content. I don't write, I don't act, and I don't contribute to any reputable medical journals (you know, the trifecta of artistic expression). I need to start doing something where I can get out all the wackiness boiling up in my head before I go to law school and have to suppress it for good (this is MOSTLY true...however any fan

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1166108609426796022006-12-14T10:03:00.000-05:002006-12-14T10:03:29.446-05:00

A certain someone I know (no names will be mentioned for the sake of protecting the innocent individual who apparently enjoys seventh grade makeout sessions) has a hickey right now. As my parenthetical may lead one to believe, I find these wildly amusing. I was in fourth grade when I had my first hickey. Well, I say hickey. I'm not sure if they count if they are accidentally self-inflicted, but

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1154458601933182592006-08-01T14:55:00.000-04:002006-08-01T14:56:41.946-04:00

A thought occurred to me while watching Lionel Ritchie's "Hello" video just now (embedded in this post, in case you, too, care to watch that piece of aural and visual bliss): do blind people save a lot of money each year in electricity? I mean, I assume they don't need lights. Or computer screens. Or televisions (don't radios take up much less energy...)? If so, that seems to be one nice

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1152548795638599992006-07-10T11:28:00.000-04:002006-08-08T07:56:21.196-04:00

I saw this on Tyler's blog and hey, why not?Here's how it works: I listened to my iPod at random and typed up the first few lines of the first thirty songs I heard. Some are tough and some are really easy (I'm not going to lie, I don't even know half of these). If you recognize one, leave a comment with the title and artist. And don't cheat and look the lines up on Google!When correct answers are

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1152239529716164142006-07-06T22:14:00.000-04:002006-07-06T22:32:09.763-04:00

Why is it that I can no longer buy a pair on un-distressed jeans or khakis from any of the major cheap clothing stores?! Over the past few days, I've been hunting down new khakis for work, and every pair has the same goddamn hole/roughed-up section above the knee, or right below the pocket, or along the ass. I get that maybe this is a current fad, but what happened to the good ol' days, when

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1151076481383430912006-06-23T11:27:00.000-04:002006-06-23T11:28:01.400-04:00

I started taking banjo lessons at the Old Town School of Folk Music on Monday. I am most excited about this development. So far, all we did in class was listen to the teacher play some songs, and then pick a few chords. However, I can tell it's going to be awesome. After my first eight-week class, if I'm good enough, I can get in to the Bluegrass Ensemble. They have PERFORMANCES! I can't

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1150748632046084742006-06-19T16:22:00.000-04:002006-06-20T12:38:23.063-04:00

Seriously, how does one star in this film and not IMMEDIATELY go home and slit their wrists?Here's the brief plot synopsis: In the hilarious comedy "Little Man," Shawn Wayans plays a man so anxious to become a father that he mistakes a short-statured, baby-faced criminal on the run, played by Marlon Wayans, for his newly adopted son. Awesome. So funny, so fresh, so...just like the Bugs Bunny

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1150385862335074512006-06-15T11:31:00.000-04:002006-06-16T08:45:13.073-04:00

I really should. I have funny thoughts. I swear! But the thing is, I always forget this site exists. I used to think about how great of a blog entry something or other would be. Now I don't anymore. I don't know why. It's just the way it is.Anyway, I'm working again. It's temp to hire, but it's a neat position doing website content management stuff. I like it so far, and it pays well.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1146094986945440302006-04-26T19:41:00.000-04:002006-04-26T19:43:06.956-04:00

So if law school doesn't pan out in Chicago this year, I am seriously considering relocating for law school next year. I like Chicago a lot, but I've done it, I've spent two years here (almost, and it'll be three by the time I move), and if I want to practice entertainment law, I should probably move to a coast. I like the concept of moving to the Pacific Northwest (Seattle or Portland, most

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1145635970549080032006-04-21T12:04:00.000-04:002006-04-21T12:12:50.560-04:00

I was fired from my job on Tuesday. It had been a year, I hated the job, and I'm pretty sure that they hated me (at least, the management). I didn't care about that job at all, and it showed. I came in in baggy corduroys and sneakers most days, and would spend a good three to four hours a day dicking around on the internet. Oh well. C'est la vie (did I spell that right?).Everyone keeps

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1145361651076165202006-04-18T07:52:00.000-04:002006-04-18T08:04:29.956-04:00

I'm not really sure what the best way to wake up is (well, I'm pretty sure, I just try to keep this site relatively tame), but I can tell you with certainty one of the worst ways: to this article.Tom to Eat Katie's PlacentaAwesome. I haven't had a cup of coffee or a bagel or a pop-tart or anything yet today, and now, everything is going to taste like placenta to me. I don't even know what

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1145175960856699672006-04-16T04:21:00.000-04:002006-04-16T04:26:00.866-04:00

So in the second of what I can only assume will be a long-running series of advice-requesting posts, I have another question about the validity of asking someone out on a date. This time, it's about service professionals.Is it ever really appropriate to ask out your server/cocktail waitress/cashier/whatever? Is this not worth it, due to the sheer volume of people who must think about, and the

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1144699015712274062006-04-10T15:54:00.000-04:002006-04-10T15:57:30.166-04:00

Chocolate truffles:Are in no way related to Regular-type truffles:This fundamentally changes the way I look at candy boxes from now on.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143666471602952872006-03-29T16:06:00.000-05:002006-03-29T16:13:28.690-05:00

As I was walking to the bathroom just now, it came to me in a flash:If I ever become a mad scientist, I am legally changing my name to "Monsieur Diabolique." How awesome is THAT?!Sidenote: I googled this phrase, to see if anyone else already went by it. There were four responses. Two were in French, meaning I had no idea what they said. One was someone who uses it as an expression of surprise

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143477329772555652006-03-27T11:27:00.000-05:002006-03-27T11:35:29.783-05:00

I'm listening to Wait Wait...Don't Tell Me for the first time ever. It's a great show. I absolutely love it, and am laughing a lot.However, one thing stands out. Paula Poundstone has sort of disappeared from the public spectrum since the early 90s. It's not so pleasant to see her back in it. She's not funny in the least, her voice is like nails on chalkboard, and she looks like Rosie

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143400794066038552006-03-26T14:10:00.000-05:002006-03-26T14:19:54.076-05:00

This was one of the "news items" on IMdb today:Jackson's Snake Film Creates Huge BuzzSamuel L. Jackson's new mile-high thriller Snakes On A Plane has created such a buzz among internet film fans, movie bosses have called for re-shoots - to give the film a tougher rating. The film, which stars Jackson as an FBI agent trying to keep a federal witness alive onboard a plane full of snakes, wrapped

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143362069377290862006-03-26T03:12:00.000-05:002006-03-26T11:59:26.023-05:00

I tend to get annoyed by all manners of cutesy-ness. I'm not the guy to call your boy/girlfriend sweet names around without an obvious eye roll and gagging noise. Don't even try to bring a baby near me and expect anything more than a halfhearted coochie-coo. But above all else, don't try to be precious when you are talking to me, and expect me to go along with it, unless I can sense the

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143224330724857932006-03-24T13:18:00.000-05:002006-03-24T13:18:50.736-05:00

I don't think it's physically possible for me to like these chips any more than I already do. This is definitely my favorite "new" chip that's come along since before I can remember.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1143091898963315622006-03-23T00:24:00.000-05:002006-03-23T00:38:29.486-05:00

So my dentist is very cute. Well, not the actual dentist, he's an old Jewish guy with an incredibly hairy chest and medallions who wears scrubs with no t-shirt underneath. It is fairly repugnant.No, I guess she's my dental hygienist. She cleans my teeth and does some general dentistry. I don't know, whatever, it's besides the point. She looks at my teeth a lot (a lot more than usual lately,

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1142959997100404362006-03-21T11:37:00.000-05:002006-03-21T11:53:17.113-05:00

I'm not sure if I've mentioned it yet on this site (lord knows I have on every other site that has even a smidgen of my personal information on it), but I think I might actually be addicted to karaoke. I'm not a great singer (I'd rank myself, at best, a 5 out of 10 on the talent scale), and I don't really have any great karaoke moves or anything (I would actually like to see some great karaoke

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1142886361037437452006-03-20T15:17:00.000-05:002006-03-20T15:26:01.050-05:00

So I commented about this on my Myspace blog (Again with the Myspace?! For crying out loud!), but I was recently invited to be friends with Let My People Go Dot Com, the self-appointed "mother of all Jewish social events," or some such nonsense.Really, above all else, I think I take umbrage with the fact that there are hundreds (thousands?) of pampered Jews out there who believe that their poor

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1142758902768195862006-03-19T03:57:00.000-05:002006-03-19T04:01:42.776-05:00

I freakin' loved this movie tonight. I'm not sure what it was that drove me to like it so much, since Lisa only liked it, and James seems to have hated it. Here's a list of things I like to see in my action films:- knife fighting- the future- an antihero- huge explosions- Benny Hill medleys involving gorillas- subversive political action geared towards despotic rulers- Natalie Portman- Natalie

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1142278142010365552006-03-13T14:20:00.000-05:002006-03-13T14:31:15.006-05:00

Sorry if this blog is becoming my MySpace base of operations. I received this bulletin today from someone I went to high school with who is, let's be honest here, an incredibly dim bulb.The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:"Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, ""When I grew up I was BLACK, ""When I'm sick I'm BLACK

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1141837612312118972006-03-08T11:59:00.000-05:002006-03-08T12:06:52.323-05:00

Somehow, the task of planning a co-worker's baby shower here at the office fell on me, even though I don't know anything about baby showers and, well, I'm a dude. I don't feel like it should ever fall on a guy to plan a baby shower, because it will end up pretty much like this is going to end up.Here's all the planning that went in to this:- I booked a room here at the office- I sent out an all

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1141658165820595102006-03-06T10:15:00.000-05:002006-03-06T19:58:03.873-05:00

I just saw an ad on MySpace for "awesome new Chuck Norris shirts!"Good lord. Chuck Norris jokes are no longer funny. Everybody's read that list. Anything you could possibly say about a beard has already been said. Let it die.UPDATE!Tyler and I have decided that Gabe Kaplan is the new go-to guy for falsified myths about washed-up celebrities.The South Park writers stole the idea of Mr. Hand

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1141413915551055382006-03-03T14:11:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:22:15.223-05:00

- I no longer feel a need to. Not that I ever really felt a need to, but at one point, I liked being "the funny guy," and really wanted everyone to know just how funny I was. Now I'm (for the most part) past that.- I'm pretty convinced that everyone who may have been reading it in it's heyday (about two and a half years ago at this point, sadly) has long since moved on to better, more

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1138917699084773802006-02-02T16:57:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:22:39.763-05:00

Note: Just kidding. This is a political post in the loosest sense of the word. It's like saying Napoleon Dynamite is a movie about French emperors.So we have a new House majority leader: John Boehner. I'm going to be a sad, sad man the day that that name doesn't elicit a chuckle from me. It was a run-off between Boehner and Roy Blunt. This was an election geared at 13-year-old boys (or

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1136872786126460982006-01-10T00:58:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:23:41.023-05:00

I just needed to get this picture online for Krissy. Enjoy!

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1136842904956792602006-01-09T16:19:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:24:04.973-05:00

Google sent me a link in an ad for Left-Handed, the site where you can meet your left-handed needs. This sounded too good to be true, and knowing quite a few left-handed people, I decided to check it out.So I'm scrolling down, and checking out the categories of miscellaneous stuff that Southpaws need. Scissors, I get. Dining, sure. It's embarrassing to not be able to open a bottle of wine in

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1136440661937461922006-01-05T00:57:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:32:23.010-05:00

So I'm going to start applying to law schools this year, out of the blue. Wish me strength.I have also started running for an hour a day on my new elliptical machine (total impulse buy) and watching what I eat. 2006 is the year of the Steve!

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135992948215015782005-12-30T20:34:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:33:27.503-05:00

For some reason, Fox felt that they needed to make a 3D Popeye movie. I can't turn it off. Someone help me.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135697566442297402005-12-26T22:44:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:33:51.880-05:00

I spent most of the day today trying to learn a new way to whistle. I think I'm almost there. Take THAT, world!Also, I'm growing a beard. Don't try to convince me otherwise. Many have tried.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135697517367054182005-12-25T20:47:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:34:14.820-05:00

I haven't left the house yet today. Chances are, with three hours to go, it's not looking bright. It also amuses me that Amazon apparently can't understand Björk's name at all.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135697459598381172005-12-25T01:33:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:34:58.330-05:00

It's 1:30 am on Christmas morning, and I can't go to bed right now. You know why?I started watching Jackass: The Movie at midnight, and I can't stop. It's so stupid, I can't look away. I can't believe they do this moronic shit, and I find myself laughing in spite of this. I'm actually enjoying it at this point. I feel dirty.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135697389961091252005-12-22T21:28:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:36:35.236-05:00

While browsing for the translation for the Macarena (don't ask), I found this and laughed:Finally! The macarena translated!Bale a tu cuerpo alegria MacarenaQue tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buenaBale a tu cuerpo alegria MacarenaEhhh, Macarena!(Dance to shitty music stupid Americans!You are so stupid that you think this shitty music is goodDance to shitty music stupid AmericansHeeeyyy,

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135696960244297162005-12-20T11:20:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:36:59.196-05:00

Why does everyone hate the flavor of black licorice? I don't get it. It's tasty! I think everyone, everywhere, should give it a second chance.And another thing...we're spending lunch today watching the second half of Elf (we watched the first half yesterday).Also, check this out. I made it! I am a Photoshop wizard!Ahh, work is fun during the slow times.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135696848457225482005-12-16T14:19:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:39:07.360-05:00

So my friend Steve and I (the Other Steve...which I will get to in a moment) are starting something. I should say "starting a band," but "band" implies some sort of creative process going into creating new music, and we are, for sure, not doing that. Basically, we want to go to bars and play songs that have no business being played on two acoustic guitars and get free drinks. I don't think

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135696777885462512005-12-12T11:33:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:39:27.050-05:00

On a list of my least favorite experiences, stuffing envelopes is WAY up there. I spent too much time doing it as a temp and as an office monkey at my job in Virginia. We just started doing all of our mailings in house here, and I'm the one a lot of them falls on to. Awesome.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135696669830721292005-12-05T10:14:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:40:16.453-05:00

I know I've mentioned this to death to just about everyone, but I'm so annoyed that Arrested Development is going off the air. I can't BELIEVE they are replacing it with "Skating with the Stars," a reality show where celebrities ice skate with professionals. Why is the general viewing public in our country so stupid?!Anyway, tonight is one of the four or five remaining episodes left. If anyone

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135696456312038702005-12-02T10:06:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:41:42.016-05:00

As far as I'm concerned, this is the best piece of art ever produced by man.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1135695147958359672005-11-30T09:43:00.000-05:002006-03-06T10:44:25.860-05:00

I like that this phone number exists. I wonder if one needs a pet prescription to order from there? Like, say I knew a guy who needed 50 mg of cat tranquilizer real bad to stop the shakes, could I do my friend a favor and call up for him and get this, no questions asked? Do I ever need to have a cat? I guess if 1-800-CONTACTS makes you use a prescription, pet meds aren't going to be any

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1129059444444372462005-10-11T15:35:00.000-04:002006-03-06T10:45:05.246-05:00

I swear, I can't stop doing sudoku puzzles. I just discovered Web Sudoku, where there are, seriously, billions of puzzles. In four difficulty settings. All fully printable. I do, maybe, six of these a day at work, when I have actual work I should be doing. On days when I'm bored, don't even get me started. I do them on the train. I do them at home when I'm watching TV. I do them when I

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1128008121243710672005-09-29T11:32:00.000-04:002006-03-06T10:45:31.216-05:00

Does anyone else get this? Lately, I'd say I get three to four of these messages a week. I'll be checking my e-mail when, lo and behold, "Anna" has sent me an e-mail. I go to check it, and it's obviously some spambot with a generic message ("hey, I was searching for local guys and I saw yours, here's my e-mail, let's chat!") trying to get my e-mail address off of me. I'm not 100% sure what

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1127743292993310752005-09-26T09:59:00.000-04:002006-03-06T10:45:57.506-05:00

That was short lived. I'm just going to let Shoulda Said die out gracefully. Hopefully, you will all check it and see that I've moved. If not...it was nice knowing you.Anyway, you know that section of your Blogger profile where you get a random question, type in your answer, and then every time someone views your profile, they get a different question with that same answer? If not, check my

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-1127736867440194312005-09-26T08:12:00.000-04:002006-03-06T10:42:37.120-05:00

Shoulda Said is going up on the market at the end of next month, and I'm not really too keen on paying another $100 to keep it going. As such, I'm going to start using this site again, I guess. Keep your eyes peeled for a lot of (okay, maybe three) double postings in the next month as I make the switch.

Stevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07958662123948504729noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-30315571850245957392004-04-13T00:09:00.001-04:002008-07-30T17:03:40.176-04:00

Off the top of your head, what are three things you'd like to see more of on this website?UPDATE:Anything else?P.S. Requests for porn will have to be denied, as I'm doing this at work, and most synagogues aren't very porn-friendly.UPDATE 2 - ELECTRIC BOOGALOO:Check out some pictures from last week's ice show here. My favorites are these two:UPDATE 3 - WITH A VENGEANCE:Never let it be said that I

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I had Friday off. I have today off. I had a four-day weekend. It was awesome. I don't miss work at all. Tomorrow is going to suck. I feel sorry for all you suckas who are stuck at your desks.

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Go here to see the funniest ad that Nutragrain will never use. Thanks to Couchwad for the find

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-81043223195017212902004-04-10T00:38:00.000-04:002008-07-30T17:00:06.418-04:00

So MAYBE my mom got free tickets to go see that Ice Capades that I made fun of this week, and MAYBE my friend Jena and I ended up going, and MAYBE it was really cool, in a geeky sort of way. Potential insights at the event may or may not include the following:- it was named after John Hancock Financial Services, which was named after John Hancock Declaration Signer, which makes more sense- the

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-65589877789304484792004-04-09T12:46:00.000-04:002008-07-30T16:58:03.232-04:00

I went bowling yesterday for the first time in probably a year. Back in my heyday, when I bowled twice a year, I considered breaking 100 to be awesome. Once, by some divine twist, I scored a 175, and thought I had really made it in the world. Last night I started out strong, with a 144 (not bad, after a year with no practice). The second game, I scored a disappointing 102. Not to outdo

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-23651292315190438142004-04-08T10:26:00.000-04:002008-07-30T16:52:16.460-04:00

So it's Passover this week, which is a Jewish holiday in which all food must taste like dirt. Seriously, it's so disgusting, since nothing can be baked with corn syrup or yeast or any of the stuff that makes food good. Anyway, I personally don't keep the holiday, seeing as how I'm about as far removed from my Jewish roots as I can be short of carving a pentagram in my forehead or wearing a sash

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-21170900733249939402004-04-07T12:34:00.000-04:002008-03-28T11:03:52.302-04:00

I'd say the title makes this one pretty self-explanatory:- when people don't flush the urinal; how much effort does that REALLY take?- when stall doors and stall door locks do not properly align- people who walk out without washing their hands/try to shake my hand in the near future after walking out without washing their hands- on the flip side, people who take a preposterously long time washing

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-55611982411501225572004-04-06T02:33:00.000-04:002008-03-28T10:59:46.944-04:00

I just did what every red-blooded American should do on their typical night off...watched the Scott 'Carrot Top' Thompson classic Chairman of the Board and ate half of a bag of potato chips. I don't care what anyone else says, no one out there is more pathetic than yours truly.Also, any movie which is recommended to fans of the movie Leprechaun 2 is doomed to start, really.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-30690679864819990942004-04-05T11:38:00.000-04:002008-03-28T10:56:03.334-04:00

My car won't shift out of park. I need to get it towed and, eventually, repaired. Yet another reason I won't miss having a car in Chicago.Speaking of Chicago, now that I have a few Chicago-ites reading this site (and more who may well live in other large cities), I have some questions to ask that you all might be able to answer:a.) how far in advance should I start apartment-hunting?b.) same

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-21579549582091513362004-04-04T21:18:00.000-04:002008-03-28T10:53:53.159-04:00

I saw Hellboy today. I want to start off by saying that anyone who does not enjoy big-budget superhero movies with 1% realism factors will hate this movie. However, for those of us who DO love those kind of movies, this is pure cinematic gold. It has just about everything you can want from a good mindless blockbuster: evil Nazis, devil spawn, thin plots, unexplained characters, Rasputin,

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-75487679272622436222004-04-03T11:54:00.000-05:002008-03-28T10:49:55.588-04:00

Aveo at 9 pmDeath Cab for Cutie at 10:30Ben Kweller at 12I can't wait!P.S. Anyone know who Aveo is?UPDATE: The concert was totally awesome. We missed Aveo, but DC and BK rocked face, in their own respective ways.Also, this was just in my junk e-mail folder, and it made me laugh:Yes Pheromones! The Human Love Scent

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I forgot to eat breakfast at the house this morning. Instead of going hungry, I searched the freezer here, and found an ice-covered generic brand hot pocket in the very back with no markings on it. I made it. It turned out to be a steak and cheese pouch, and now I am full. I get a warm, fuzzy feeling whenever a story like this has a happy ending. At least, I hope it's from the story, and not

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Okay, it's Chinese Food Thursday, so I have to pose a few questions:1.) Who was General Tso, and was he some sort of Army chef who just rose through the ranks?2.) How is it that one piece of chicken in Chinese food, when examined in a cross-section, can contain both light and dark meat?3.) How do Chinese restaurants always find Asian workers, no matter what part of the country they are located in

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-78566740021474191082004-03-31T09:14:00.000-05:002007-11-30T10:57:12.498-05:00

Last night's episode of 24 was the best episode I've ever seen. It was TOTALLY worth the month and a half wait, in my mind. Sweet mother of god, I was gnawing off my nails the whole time. Any thoughts from you guys and gals?P.S. I know a lot of you probably don't watch the show. Just bear with me for this post, and I'll get back to interesting, thought-provoking material like cicadas tomorrow.

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So in case you guys hadn't heard, this is the year when the 17-year cycle cicadas come out of hiding. I was too young to remember the last time they came out, but from the sounds of it, they are horrifying. I've seen a few cicadas in my lifetime, but always one or two at a time, and never in heat. This year, we're talking 1.5 million cicadas per acre. Another choice cicada fact from that article

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You know that part in Rich by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, where Karen moans "rargh rargh rargh"?That's hot.

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I'm debating buying a Six Flags season pass. It's $58 for the entire 2004 season (regular admission is $33). You get access to all Six Flag parks in the country (there is one near me, and also one near Chicago). You get a coupon book with free tickets for friends and food discounts (only good at the Maryland location). Has anyone had an amusement park season pass before? Are there some cons

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-2273856513243533332004-03-28T22:52:00.000-05:002007-11-15T14:35:19.588-05:00

I just caused myself to lose my voice during the thirty minute car ride home from D.C. because I sang along to a song way too loud.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-228714118502621502004-03-27T12:47:00.000-05:002007-11-15T14:32:54.745-05:00

My mom and I are going to Philadelphia for the night, and coming back tomorrow afternoon. What I packed: one change of clothes, pajamas, and a book; fit it into a backpack. My mom packed: Lord only knows what; fit it into a small suitcase, a large bag, and two more small bags.Any women want to fill me in on what could POSSIBLY be in those bags? My only explanation is that my mom is some sort of

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-36219786388962337542004-03-26T10:04:00.000-05:002007-11-15T12:42:05.823-05:00

I saw this movie last night. It was awesome. I've been looking forward to it since I heard about it a year ago, and it totally lived up to expectations. My favorite Charlie Kaufman film yet. Jim Carrey was at the top of his game. This is why I suck at both writing movie reviews and being a film major. I can only express my feelings about movies though catch phrases and generation-Y buzz

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-19047708233457532862004-03-25T10:49:00.000-05:002007-11-15T12:40:08.856-05:00

I am here to offer Caitie......a glimpse of things to come.

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Why do Old Navy ads suck so much advertising dick?

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On the (longer than usual) ride to work today, which is not particularly treacherous, I saw one car that was completely on fire and another SUV that was flipped over and crushed, and they were prying it open with the jaws of life, and all I could think was "man, if it wasn't for all these dead people, I'd have almost been on time for work," and "these dead people are causing me to inhale noxious

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Today I get to go to a sales pitch for American Express banking services at 12. In return, I get a free sub from Quiznos and a soda. I'm trying to formulate some good questions to ask to make the sales rep feel like a chump, seeing as how I have no intention whatsoever of buying anything or signing up for anything. So far I have:- in the middle of his sales pitch saying "Oh, I forgot to ask

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-61082228917798862492004-03-22T09:51:00.000-05:002007-11-15T12:18:51.978-05:00

My one goal for the day: to design a bookmark. Seriously. How in the name of fuck am I going to make THAT last for eight hours?

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I'm not sure why, but this site gets hammered with comment spam. I've downloaded and consistently run mt-blacklist, but stuff still slips through the cracks. One time, a penis enlargement drug spam infiltrated every single entry on my site (120-something at the time). It's ridiculous. I doubt the people who view my site want to see transexuals having sex and score illegal male pattern baldness

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-13727622044268850042004-03-20T11:40:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:29:23.620-05:00

I just got a speeding ticket, three months before I move. I was going fifteen miles over the limit, and somehow, with wacky Fairfax County court math, that comes out to a $130 fine. It's $5 per mile over, and $55 court fees, regardless of whether or not I go to court. I'm seriously debating not paying this, as I'm not bringing a car to Chicago, and I don't really care what my Virginia driving

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-86518364554681361512004-03-19T10:23:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:19:18.047-05:00

Most days I have something at least remotely interesting to say here. Today, I don't. I've been at work for an hour now, and I've already finished everything I need to do for the day. This has had the unwanted side effect of sucking the will to live out of my body. I'm just a decrepit husk of a man, staring off into oblivion, sitting in my sweltering office waiting for the Grim Reaper to

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A few things worth noting:- How is it that the same guy voices over the trailer of every single movie that comes out? I wonder who he is, and how he got that job. He's probably busy.- No matter what the movie is, there is always a tag line that flashes across the screen one word at a time. Hasn't this become just a tad cheesy by this point? Come up with a new gimmick, Hollywood.- Don't make

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-70651616940871133872004-03-17T11:33:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:15:07.568-05:00

I think if anybody embodies the rockstar lifestyle, it's Dan "The Danimal" Hodos, as can be witnessed in this photo:You can't see it, but in the audience, at least forty-seven separate girls are flashing him.

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We are having a staff meeting today, and they have bought us Panera for lunch. I am completely addicted to Panera. If it weren't for all the gastrointestinal problems it would cause, I could live on their broccoli and cheese soup for the rest of my life. All of their sandwiches are grood (great and good) too. I haven't been this excited for an all-staff meeting since the one last summer where

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-65484527215271572522004-03-15T09:39:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:06:42.303-05:00

Do you ever wake up and feel like you've been beaten all night with a whiffle ball bat? This morning, I just feel sort of sore all over my body, but for no apparent reason. And it's not the intense sort of sore you get after a good workout or vigorously scrubbing the blood out of a light-colored carpet, it's just a dull ache. As far as I can tell, yesterday's rigorous schedule of A.) watching

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-24062243807314066812004-03-14T13:40:00.000-05:002007-11-08T13:06:00.686-05:00

Snicker.

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9:30 is just a wee bit too early on a Saturday morning to kickbox.

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One of my least favorite things about the "real world", as it were, is the neccessity of things to start before 10 am, which is about as early as I can get up and still function properly. I'm a late night kind of guy, so I never go to sleep before at LEAST midnight (I don't want to miss Futurama reruns). Getting six and a half hours of sleep is fine every once in a while, but it's probably not

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-28727928231787140122004-03-11T09:22:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:58:57.988-05:00

My mom's doctor told her that she should start taking fish oil twice a day as a way of keeping her cholesterol down. Being adventurous, and also being of slightly higher cholesterol, I decided to give it a shot today and take one capsule (the recommended dosage is two capsules, twice a day), just for kicks.Bad move.There's nothing like the joyous aftertaste of fish in your mouth all day, without

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-69351575603551467492004-03-10T11:19:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:54:08.843-05:00

Today's weather gets a big old "WTF?!" in my book. I do recall last week wearing shorts and t-shirts, and complaining how I'd have to get used to the cold in Chicago once I move. Suddenly, we're back in Blizzard Country, population: mobs of people angry at the pure-driven snow. Now, I know this isn't really the kind of snow to bitch about, since it's not sticking and not really causing any

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On a whim, I went with a friend from work to the Strokes concert tonight. It was really weird. It was sort of like listening to their CDs really loud with a laser light show on. I feel like, while it was fun, it was not the kind of concert I am really into. Plus, it was at the Nation, which is crowded and full of young kids all the time. Also, the Sounds opened up, and I missed it, because

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-9120733556006573432004-03-09T11:00:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:52:17.000-05:00

I have absolutely no work today, and someone donated a copy of the book Runaway Ralph by Beverly Cleary to the synagogue, and I TOTALLY want to be reading that right now instead of sitting at my desk and trying to fake being busy.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-34392410678123577792004-03-08T10:05:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:49:24.043-05:00

Sometimes when I'm surfing around on the internet, and I realize the sheer volume of personal weblogs in the world, I'm overwhelmed. Does anyone else feel this way? I mean, there are so many of them out there, and while only 10% or so are even worth reading, that's 10% of a very large number. I'd really like to discover the creme de la creme, but it's tough to separate the wheat from the chaff

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I'm about to go chaperone a party for a bunch of middle school kids. If you had to list five people you wouldn't want chaperoning a kid's party, would I or would I not make that list? I'm not so sure this is what I'm cut out to do. We'll see how it goes.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-64354889028124578722004-03-05T10:21:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:46:39.775-05:00

In case you missed my away message, I am, indeed, painting a 6' x 6' picture of the Emerald City from the Wizard of Oz for the majority of my day. And, in case you missed my away messages the rest of the week, I spent a full day counting out thousands of baked goods to distribute among the children.It's official. I will never find another job like this one.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-13416986899366342182004-03-04T22:14:00.000-05:002007-11-08T12:44:48.400-05:00

Just kidding. Not important at all. But I'd like you guys to weigh in on whether or not I should add an "About Me" page to this website. Are these a good or a bad thing? What should it include? Inquiring mind wants to know.

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My Amazon order came in yesterday, and I just finished listening to David Sedaris: Live at Carnegie Hall for the first time, and I'll be damned if it's not one of the funniest things I've ever heard. I can't wait to read the plethora of books I ordered now. Good call, Krissy.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-33139125617166246772004-03-02T11:34:00.000-05:002007-11-06T17:02:44.183-05:00

I know a lot of people have already mentioned this in various places all over the web, but I had to throw in my two cents: what was Peter Jackson trying to prove at the Oscars? I mean, I was ALL for the Return of the King sweep. I didn't watch (in true nerd form, I planned on catching it all on the internet the next day), but I have seen pictures. While I consider Peter Jackson to be one of

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-39182408266817261332004-03-01T15:32:00.000-05:002007-11-06T17:00:51.123-05:00

I'm going to stop posting every day. I'll probably still post every day at work, just because I'm bored, but on the weekends, I inevitably struggle to come up with something that happened to me, when in reality nothing did. No more of that. I either have to make stuff happen, or stop writing. We'll see which one actually happens.

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-20049920833614880452004-02-28T17:58:00.000-05:002007-11-06T16:59:00.084-05:00

Jena, Kenan, Michael, and I went to the zoo today. Suffice it to say, the zoo is a lot more fun when the animals are actually out. However, when the animals are all hibernating, or resting, or dead from some weird strain of zoo disease, it gives you a good chance to notice how shoddy the zoo is.National Zoo is already pretty lame, so far as the amount of room the animals get, and how kept up the

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-76210045359856740122004-02-27T17:08:00.000-05:002007-11-06T16:58:18.938-05:00

I've weighed in on haircuts before, but after today's, I have a few more things I'd like to add to the list of things not to do while giving me a haircut:- If you know, for a fact, that your mastery of the English language is strained at best, skip the small talk and try your damnedest to expediate the hair cutting process, to get us both out of an awkward situation as soon as possible.- Do not

Steve Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01478946792454713974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4036431.post-61545884136607664322004-02-27T09:47:00.000-05:002007-11-06T16:56:10.837-05:00

Amazon and I need to have a talk. It's not that we don't get along; on the contrary, I believe that we tend to get along too well. I can't browse that site without spending a king's (well, a king of a small poor nation, at least) ransom. I lose all personal restraint when it comes to entertainment shopping, and having the convenience to do it from my computer, where I spend approximately 112% of

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Here are two quick updates on things I have posted about lately:- Elizabeth and I kickboxed again last night. I don't think my groin muscles are willing to forgive me as easily this time.- I received another e-mail from the elderly teacher. This one was a joke about how computer viruses reproduce, including graphics. Let's just say I never, ever want to see computer-animated bugs 69-ing each

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I absolutely hate it when I fall in love with a new band, and no one else seems to like them. The band of the week this week is The Sounds, but don't bother checking them out, as you'll probably hate them. Another band that has been included on this list so far in the past year has been Sahara Hotnights, who I love, but everyone else seems to dislike. I don't know why, but I feel like my friends

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I just received an e-mail from one of the lovely elderly Israeli women who teaches here, a grandmother who wears lilac perfume and goes regularly to "Get her hair done". Enclosed within this e-mail was a link to a Flash animation entitled "Touch Janet Jackson's Ta-Ta's". As enticing as this offer was, I had to pass, seeing as it probably wasn't office friendly. This does, however, raise an

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24 is off the air until March 30th. That's a fucking MONTH! What the hell are they thinking?! I would totally boycott it if I didn't love it so much.

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So Elizabeth and I started a cardio kickboxing class last night that meets three days a week, and all I can say is that if THIS can't get me into shape, I may as well give up now and buy a muu-muu. That class TOTALLY kicked my ass. I am sore in places I didn't know I could be sore (the bottom of my left foot? my right elbow...why not?!). We joined for a month, so we'll see how firm a grasp I

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