It has been two weeks exactly since I started going to the gym and I have to say that it is going quite well. I know that it's unrealistic to think that I will go everyday, but I have gone most days after work. I'll tell you right now the main motivation is the hour of TV time that I can log in while milling the tread and riding the bike. If I get off of work early enough I can flip between Ellen and Seinfeld - a perfect mix of entertainment. When I leave work a little later I bone up on my Travel Channel and my Food Network.
I sincerely doubt the novelty will ever wear out. Jogging...indoors....while watching tv...sweating profusely. It's all very Back to the Futureish. Like as soon as I leave, my sweaty t-shirt will blow dry itself as my hover board idles outside.
I only pay $10 a month (a seriously good deal) so I really shouldn't complain. But since I have a blog and I enjoy the sound of my own fingers typing, I will complain just a tiny bit:
First of all, there really isn't anywhere to change. I don't know if they think I want to just strip down in front of all the other unfit, non-resolution having ladies, or if other people utilize the bathroom stalls? Today I tried using the shower stall and I kept stepping in puddles of water - something about that totally grossed me out.
Secondly it appears as though I am destined to run into parents from the preschool I worked at for the rest of my life because my gym, like everywhere else in this god forsaken town, has at least one as a member. And I'm just going to say that it is a parent I would have paid money to never see again.
Next, the catch phrase for Planet Fitness is The Judgment Free Zone, but I absolutely judge other people that are working out and I just resent the fact that they assume that I don't.
And lastly, and most importantly, the gym is literally just around the corner from the best burrito place that I have found since I moved here. And that's just fucking cruel dude.
At any rate. You'll be glad to know that despite the uncomfortable changing situation, the total weirdo of a parent that I never wanted to see again and the extra 3 burritos I am eating a week - I'm still going to stick with it. Mostly because I want to be able to watch some of my shows, but also because, you know, it's been two weeks ~ And I'm feeling good.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Outtie
At about 11:30 this afternoon the power completely shut off in the building I work in. My thoughts immediately following this event were:
1. Dang, I was in the middle of typing something to Courtney. (Although we have also chatted when there was an earthquake where she is in LA and a fire across the freeway from my building).
2. So. Hoooowww long does the power have to stay off for it to mean that I can go home? 30 minutes? 1 hour? 3?
3. Bullocks! The elevators won't work and it's an agonizing 9 floors (that, I assure you feels a lot more like 18) down to civilization.
4. (and this is a thought that had flitted in and out of my brain since the moment I walked out of the house this morning): Why did I choose to wear the most ridiculously uncomfortable pair of shoes that I have never liked-slash-not worn in at least two years? I could barely get to my car this morning, never mind down the entire Hitachi building.
5. Wait...Did I have anything important to do? (See below.*)
6. Do I have any snacks stashed anywhere...
So a bunch of us sort of congregated around the comfy chairs that no one ever sits in. We stared out the window watching fire trucks (I assume for people trapped in elevators?) and pg&e trucks reach nearby buildings - We wondered aloud just how far the outage reached. We casually but politely danced around the subject of the early departure. We almost went to the restaurant at the hotel across the street figuring that if the company wants to pay me for a two hour lunch that it would be rude to decline. Their power was off too.
Some of the more responsible individuals spent the time filling out their 401k paperwork. Some had laptops and conference calls - two things that did not require the main power. Some of us did nothing.
And then after about 45 minutes we had had enough. Rumor had it that the CEO said we would sit it out and god dammit if we liked our jobs we'd sit it out with smiles on our faces. I refused to accept it.
And friend, let me just tell you how glad I am that I work with a group of people that were ALSO hoping to skip out early. At some point people started muttering "this is ridiculous" and "I can't believe we have to sit and wait". And so as though by sheer will power..The power of collective ambition...we finally got the word that we could leave. yabba dabba doo.
*And Yes. I did have something important to do. Something that I did not remember until I thought that very bullet point (#5). Not a great situation, but the blog, if you can imagine, totally saved my ass tonight.
1. Dang, I was in the middle of typing something to Courtney. (Although we have also chatted when there was an earthquake where she is in LA and a fire across the freeway from my building).
2. So. Hoooowww long does the power have to stay off for it to mean that I can go home? 30 minutes? 1 hour? 3?
3. Bullocks! The elevators won't work and it's an agonizing 9 floors (that, I assure you feels a lot more like 18) down to civilization.
4. (and this is a thought that had flitted in and out of my brain since the moment I walked out of the house this morning): Why did I choose to wear the most ridiculously uncomfortable pair of shoes that I have never liked-slash-not worn in at least two years? I could barely get to my car this morning, never mind down the entire Hitachi building.
5. Wait...Did I have anything important to do? (See below.*)
6. Do I have any snacks stashed anywhere...
So a bunch of us sort of congregated around the comfy chairs that no one ever sits in. We stared out the window watching fire trucks (I assume for people trapped in elevators?) and pg&e trucks reach nearby buildings - We wondered aloud just how far the outage reached. We casually but politely danced around the subject of the early departure. We almost went to the restaurant at the hotel across the street figuring that if the company wants to pay me for a two hour lunch that it would be rude to decline. Their power was off too.
Some of the more responsible individuals spent the time filling out their 401k paperwork. Some had laptops and conference calls - two things that did not require the main power. Some of us did nothing.
And then after about 45 minutes we had had enough. Rumor had it that the CEO said we would sit it out and god dammit if we liked our jobs we'd sit it out with smiles on our faces. I refused to accept it.
And friend, let me just tell you how glad I am that I work with a group of people that were ALSO hoping to skip out early. At some point people started muttering "this is ridiculous" and "I can't believe we have to sit and wait". And so as though by sheer will power..The power of collective ambition...we finally got the word that we could leave. yabba dabba doo.
*And Yes. I did have something important to do. Something that I did not remember until I thought that very bullet point (#5). Not a great situation, but the blog, if you can imagine, totally saved my ass tonight.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Snow and The Donner Amsterdam Skype Jam Band
Well it finally started snowing the evening before we left Tahoe. Although we would have loved to have played in the snow the whole time we were there I was glad we got a least a little winter weather. Most of which was experienced on the drive home.
So instead of frolicking in the 'freshy pow pow' we mostly entertained ourselves indoors. Jon worked and I perfected the art of chick flick viewing. I probably also left marks on the sliding glass doors where I kept my nose pressed the entire weekend. At one point Jon had a conference call with his brother Jeff. From what I could tell they'd been talking awhile - and they must have been wrapping it up because I could hear Jeff start to strum his guitar over the computer. They decided to have an impromptu, Donner Lake - Amsterdam, Skype Jam Session. Jon used the banjo thatmy mom I bought for him - it is probably the third time he has used it. Not because he doesn't like it, but because it has been hiding at the cabin for awhile.
Because of the delay in long distance Skype calls Jon got Jeff's notes about 5 seconds after he hit them. Then Jon played. But because Jon's notes then took another 5 seconds to get back to Jeff...Well, I don't think Jeff heard a thing.
But on our end, (when they caught a good flow), it was pretty sweet...
So instead of frolicking in the 'freshy pow pow' we mostly entertained ourselves indoors. Jon worked and I perfected the art of chick flick viewing. I probably also left marks on the sliding glass doors where I kept my nose pressed the entire weekend. At one point Jon had a conference call with his brother Jeff. From what I could tell they'd been talking awhile - and they must have been wrapping it up because I could hear Jeff start to strum his guitar over the computer. They decided to have an impromptu, Donner Lake - Amsterdam, Skype Jam Session. Jon used the banjo that
Because of the delay in long distance Skype calls Jon got Jeff's notes about 5 seconds after he hit them. Then Jon played. But because Jon's notes then took another 5 seconds to get back to Jeff...Well, I don't think Jeff heard a thing.
But on our end, (when they caught a good flow), it was pretty sweet...
Friday, January 23, 2009
Out of Commission
Jon and I are at Pat's cabin on Lake Donner and very glad to be here. We got here last night and I keep waiting for the clouds to dump snow, but all we've had is rain so far. Rain and fog. Since I started checking the weather in Truckee for this weekend the Weather Man has changed his mind like 4 times. Sometimes he says it will rain, for awhile it was going just be partly cloudy and the rest of the time, we have been destined for snow. It leads me to believe that the Weather Man is nothing but a witch doctor - a shaman, dancing his rain dance in front of the blue screen.
But Truckee could use some snow.
There have been a few times throughout the day that the sun has crept out from behind the clouds and created the most amazing reflections on the lake.
I turned up the contrast in my Windows Photo Editor and by doing that it almost looks like the rocks are floating at the bottom of this photo. Like a Salvidor Dali painting.
But Truckee could use some snow.
There have been a few times throughout the day that the sun has crept out from behind the clouds and created the most amazing reflections on the lake.
I turned up the contrast in my Windows Photo Editor and by doing that it almost looks like the rocks are floating at the bottom of this photo. Like a Salvidor Dali painting.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Where Were You?
I was sitting in Arlene's cubicle at work (our manager of customer service). Arlene wore her "Bahamas for Obama" shirt that she got in, well, the Bahamas. And I enjoyed a glazed doughnut.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Several Things
I hope you had a lovely weekend. I spent mine eating eggs benedict, finishing the Twilight series for the second time and replacing our piece of shit vacuum with one that has more ambition. As if that wasn't enough fun for a lifetime, on Sunday morning I decided to take matters into my own hands and repaint the bathroom. Not only would I do THAT, but I would paint my own "wallpaper" too.
I got the idea from This Book, which I got for Christmas this year. The templates come with the book and I was really excited to use my new exact-o knife...but my absolute lack of attention to detail makes things like that difficult so after watching Jon cut the first one out - I decided to just use scissors - LET HELL RAIN FIRE DOWN UPON ME, I CUT MY STENCIL OUT WITH SCISSORS. A sacrilege to the stamping community. In my own defense it would not be a Schumanator project if a corner was not cut somewhere.
So of course by the time we were ready to use the stencils I was totally burnt out on the project. Whose idea was it to do all that shit on a Sunday anyway?
Well I did do a few sample stencils and I did a few more this evening, but I probably won't be done until the end of the week at which time I'll show you a better photo. But until then, here is a sneak peek.
I was thinking about taking tomorrow, Inaugural Tuesday, off of work, but then I realized that it was more because I just wanted a day off of work than I really wanted to spend the day watching tv. Instead I'll watch on the internet at work (which is perfect because it will make the day fly by) and then I'll take Friday off so that Jon and I can go to Tahoe. Who said I can't have it both ways? Besides, I am desperate to do laundry and all joking aside, that is the main motivation to get to the cabin. I hear there may be snow in the forecast!
The weather here has been unbelievably nice and if this is global warming I might just start voting republican. At least for the next few years until shit gets too heavy. But because of the nice weather my plants out front are blooming and growing like it is spring. When it gets damp outside (as it is sure to resume being any minute now) snails terrorize my plants so I am currently trying a home remedy that I found on the all knowing internet. I put out a big jar of beer. Apparently snails, being the lushes that they are, cannot resist it and will fall in the jar and drown. I'll feel kind of bad if I go out there and the jar is full of half-dead and wasted snails but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.
I recently planted some lettuce and all of this sunshine has made it grow literally in front of my eyes. We had the lettuce in some homemade gyros the other night and it was the first time I ever uttered the sentence: "damn, this is some good lettuce."
And for dessert: His and Her strawberry shortcakes.
One final thing, because I just thought this was funny. The other night when Jon and I were out on the town and we parked in a parking garage that had cute little slogans on some of the spots. I had to get out while Jon parked because the spot was so tight, and that's when I saw the slogan on our place:
WORD.
I got the idea from This Book, which I got for Christmas this year. The templates come with the book and I was really excited to use my new exact-o knife...but my absolute lack of attention to detail makes things like that difficult so after watching Jon cut the first one out - I decided to just use scissors - LET HELL RAIN FIRE DOWN UPON ME, I CUT MY STENCIL OUT WITH SCISSORS. A sacrilege to the stamping community. In my own defense it would not be a Schumanator project if a corner was not cut somewhere.
So of course by the time we were ready to use the stencils I was totally burnt out on the project. Whose idea was it to do all that shit on a Sunday anyway?
Well I did do a few sample stencils and I did a few more this evening, but I probably won't be done until the end of the week at which time I'll show you a better photo. But until then, here is a sneak peek.
I was thinking about taking tomorrow, Inaugural Tuesday, off of work, but then I realized that it was more because I just wanted a day off of work than I really wanted to spend the day watching tv. Instead I'll watch on the internet at work (which is perfect because it will make the day fly by) and then I'll take Friday off so that Jon and I can go to Tahoe. Who said I can't have it both ways? Besides, I am desperate to do laundry and all joking aside, that is the main motivation to get to the cabin. I hear there may be snow in the forecast!
The weather here has been unbelievably nice and if this is global warming I might just start voting republican. At least for the next few years until shit gets too heavy. But because of the nice weather my plants out front are blooming and growing like it is spring. When it gets damp outside (as it is sure to resume being any minute now) snails terrorize my plants so I am currently trying a home remedy that I found on the all knowing internet. I put out a big jar of beer. Apparently snails, being the lushes that they are, cannot resist it and will fall in the jar and drown. I'll feel kind of bad if I go out there and the jar is full of half-dead and wasted snails but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.
I recently planted some lettuce and all of this sunshine has made it grow literally in front of my eyes. We had the lettuce in some homemade gyros the other night and it was the first time I ever uttered the sentence: "damn, this is some good lettuce."
And for dessert: His and Her strawberry shortcakes.
One final thing, because I just thought this was funny. The other night when Jon and I were out on the town and we parked in a parking garage that had cute little slogans on some of the spots. I had to get out while Jon parked because the spot was so tight, and that's when I saw the slogan on our place:
WORD.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
This Video Moves Me
I had never seen this video before but it was on Dooce today and if you haven't seen it, you SERIOUSLY need to. And if you have seen it you should SERIOUSLY watch it again.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Not a Resolution
Friends.
Today I joined a gym.
I joined a gym because I would like for some of my pants to fit me again. It is as simple as that. The bonus of being a healthier person is really just a happy byproduct.
This is not my New Years resolution. If it were a New Years resolution I wouldn't even bother mentioning it here because of the inevitable embarrassment I would feel when I slowly but effectively talked myself out of going. Ever again.
No, instead this is a just give it a month kind of resolution. The kind that has loopholes and fine print. The kind that says: hey listen, I'm interested in bettering myself...if it doesn't take too much effort.
So not only did I join a gym today but I also went to the gym today. It's been a long time since I set foot in one - 6 years actually - And that was just a one month stint on a free trial at Bally's. I liked working out, just not enough to pay for it. My first day at Bally's was very much like my first day today, at Planet Fitness - I went for the familiar machines, the tredmil and the bike and both times I went All American on the tredmil and defnitely felt like I was flying afterwards. Not like in the euphoric way, but in the I can't feel my legs kind of way.
Resolved: To take it slow.
Today I joined a gym.
I joined a gym because I would like for some of my pants to fit me again. It is as simple as that. The bonus of being a healthier person is really just a happy byproduct.
This is not my New Years resolution. If it were a New Years resolution I wouldn't even bother mentioning it here because of the inevitable embarrassment I would feel when I slowly but effectively talked myself out of going. Ever again.
No, instead this is a just give it a month kind of resolution. The kind that has loopholes and fine print. The kind that says: hey listen, I'm interested in bettering myself...if it doesn't take too much effort.
So not only did I join a gym today but I also went to the gym today. It's been a long time since I set foot in one - 6 years actually - And that was just a one month stint on a free trial at Bally's. I liked working out, just not enough to pay for it. My first day at Bally's was very much like my first day today, at Planet Fitness - I went for the familiar machines, the tredmil and the bike and both times I went All American on the tredmil and defnitely felt like I was flying afterwards. Not like in the euphoric way, but in the I can't feel my legs kind of way.
Resolved: To take it slow.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
A Love Letter to Winter Vacation
Dear Winter Vacation,
It's been one week since you left.
I thought that one small weekend might fill the void of your presence but Oh!
How I was wrong.
Work fills the time okay, and busy though I may be, my hours are spent longing for the extended afternoon naps and all day movie marathons that your company provides.
Do you remember, Darling Winter Vacation, when I was in college and our time together seemed endless?
Ah. How the time does fly.
But in the spirit of your memory, of all that is fun and fancy-free; We did do a few things this weekend.
On Saturday we went out with Jon's friend Blair and his girlfriend Nicole. We found a restaurant called The House on YELP and met there. The House was cute - very small and unique. The menu was split with land animals and sea food, and the plating was very interesting. Plenty of color and structure. La dee dah. While it was a good choice for the area we were in, I wouldn't necessarily suggest it as your first stop in San Francisco. But if you're a local and you are touring the restaurants, check it out.
Sweet Winter Vacation, though my heart was full with entertainment and company,
I still missed you.
We all headed over to, what is widely accepted as a San Francisco institution:
It's a play of sorts that features pop-culture humor, amazing voices, and outrageous head pieces.
Actors came out singing while wearing costumes of Tina Turner, Hillary Clinton, Palin, McCain, Bill, Barack and Michelle. Also as Glenda the Good Witch, Snow White, Amy Winehouse, Janet Jackson, King Louis XVI, James Brown and more. It was hilarious and fun. We showed up about 5 minutes before it started, although I read beforehand that you should arrive an hour early, we had dinner reservations and we like to live dangerously.
Because of that, we were split up when we sat down and Jon and I sat in two extremely uncomfortable seats up against the wall, and Blair and his girlfriend more or less did the same two rows in front of us. But it was still totally fun and worth seeing as San Francisco residents.
Also, Dear, Sweet, Winter Vacation, Jon got his robot very nearly working.
Since the model number of the robot is Ch3-R, we have decided to call it:
It's been one week since you left.
I miss you.
I thought that one small weekend might fill the void of your presence but Oh!
How I was wrong.
Work fills the time okay, and busy though I may be, my hours are spent longing for the extended afternoon naps and all day movie marathons that your company provides.
Do you remember, Darling Winter Vacation, when I was in college and our time together seemed endless?
Ah. How the time does fly.
But in the spirit of your memory, of all that is fun and fancy-free; We did do a few things this weekend.
On Friday evening we had a whirlwind tour of the local strip malls on a gift card shopping spree. We had numerous Visa gift cards, and Best Buy gift cards and Nordstrom gift cards and it was time to cash out. So at Best Buy we bought an awesome photo printer (that is also a fax machine, copier, scanner, gps navigation system, x-ray machine, iv pump, among other things) and with that we finally printed out some awesome photos from our Europe trip that I, in turn, used a Visa gift card at Aarons Brothers to frame. Winter Vacation, you would love the shots we chose.
You and your impeccable taste.
You and your impeccable taste.
On Saturday we went out with Jon's friend Blair and his girlfriend Nicole. We found a restaurant called The House on YELP and met there. The House was cute - very small and unique. The menu was split with land animals and sea food, and the plating was very interesting. Plenty of color and structure. La dee dah. While it was a good choice for the area we were in, I wouldn't necessarily suggest it as your first stop in San Francisco. But if you're a local and you are touring the restaurants, check it out.
Sweet Winter Vacation, though my heart was full with entertainment and company,
I still missed you.
We all headed over to, what is widely accepted as a San Francisco institution:
It's a play of sorts that features pop-culture humor, amazing voices, and outrageous head pieces.
Actors came out singing while wearing costumes of Tina Turner, Hillary Clinton, Palin, McCain, Bill, Barack and Michelle. Also as Glenda the Good Witch, Snow White, Amy Winehouse, Janet Jackson, King Louis XVI, James Brown and more. It was hilarious and fun. We showed up about 5 minutes before it started, although I read beforehand that you should arrive an hour early, we had dinner reservations and we like to live dangerously.Because of that, we were split up when we sat down and Jon and I sat in two extremely uncomfortable seats up against the wall, and Blair and his girlfriend more or less did the same two rows in front of us. But it was still totally fun and worth seeing as San Francisco residents.
Also, Dear, Sweet, Winter Vacation, Jon got his robot very nearly working.
Since the model number of the robot is Ch3-R, we have decided to call it:
Ch3Rlie.
By the time that I write you next I will have a video of Ch3Rlie walking.
Anyways. I love you. I miss you. I wish you were a year-round friend. I will write again soon.
Stay warm.
Love Schumanator.
PS. Don't worry about Spring. I'm not in to chicks, and besides...She makes me sneeze.
Love you.
By the time that I write you next I will have a video of Ch3Rlie walking.
Anyways. I love you. I miss you. I wish you were a year-round friend. I will write again soon.
Stay warm.
Love Schumanator.
PS. Don't worry about Spring. I'm not in to chicks, and besides...She makes me sneeze.
Love you.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Does This Boy Know Me, Or What?
Jon and I planned on celebrating our Christmas together on New Years for two reasons: first of all, I was not in town on the 25th. And secondly because by the time I got home from my trip to San Diego neither one of us had a gift to give. I had ordered his gift, but it did not arrive when I thought it would. By New Years , true to Schuman-Rose form, we collectively decided to push back our Christmas celebration to...sometime this week.
But in that time, Jon considered buying the very thing that I had purchased for him for Christmas. The 'build a hexapod robot kit' , model CH3-R that I purchased from this site. I can say PUBLICLY what my gift to him is because I had to tell him that sometimes Santa is very very busy and has to deliver the really good presents late...But He still knows.
It still hasn't arrived, which is kind of a damper. But since he knew what he was getting (and has already called the company to get information on the product), Jon gave me my gifts tonight.
Insanely thoughtful would be the first words that come to my mind. Because you know how much I wish I had some small treasure from the past, you will of course understand how awesome this was.
There were two small fabric packages that had two coins in them. One of them says that it is "Greek Imperial" from between AD 222 and AD 235. The other one is Roman and is from somewhere between AD 41 and AD 54. There is more information on each one of the coins, but I need to do a little bit more research before I can do them justice with a good explanation (as opposed to saying "Yeah, You know...Claudius.").
I am going to totally enjoy the investigation; I think Jon knew that which is why it is a great gift.
But I'm doubly lucky because Mr. Rose knows that as much as I utterly PINE for ancient, rusty, old archaeological things - I will not sneeze at something that is shiny or sparkly. That would be rude.
But in that time, Jon considered buying the very thing that I had purchased for him for Christmas. The 'build a hexapod robot kit' , model CH3-R that I purchased from this site. I can say PUBLICLY what my gift to him is because I had to tell him that sometimes Santa is very very busy and has to deliver the really good presents late...But He still knows.
It still hasn't arrived, which is kind of a damper. But since he knew what he was getting (and has already called the company to get information on the product), Jon gave me my gifts tonight.
Insanely thoughtful would be the first words that come to my mind. Because you know how much I wish I had some small treasure from the past, you will of course understand how awesome this was.
There were two small fabric packages that had two coins in them. One of them says that it is "Greek Imperial" from between AD 222 and AD 235. The other one is Roman and is from somewhere between AD 41 and AD 54. There is more information on each one of the coins, but I need to do a little bit more research before I can do them justice with a good explanation (as opposed to saying "Yeah, You know...Claudius.").
I am going to totally enjoy the investigation; I think Jon knew that which is why it is a great gift.
But I'm doubly lucky because Mr. Rose knows that as much as I utterly PINE for ancient, rusty, old archaeological things - I will not sneeze at something that is shiny or sparkly. That would be rude.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Delaying the Inevitable
When I go to bed early on Christmas Eve, Christmas always comes sooner than it would if I went to be later at night. (Based on an assumed standard average number of hours of sleep per night).
In a perfect world the very opposite would be true for the first day back at work after a glorious vacation. The longer I stay up on Sunday night, the farther away reality should be on the other side of sleep - Monday. I try to exercise this theory at the end of every vacation and every time I end up sitting on the couch, staring at the television, alone in the dark. Nothing is ever "going on" and I don't want to "do" anything. I'm not wishing I had some company or waiting for my favorite movie of all time to come on. I am too tired to have any sort of side project to speak of. I have one goal, and one goal only. STAY AWAKE.
I stare at the TV engrossed in the woes of the honey bee on Discovery channel or occupying myself with dreams of the AMAZING SHAM WOW! My brother used to say that I would watch a televised religious sermon before I would turn the TV off. In the case of the last night of vacation it is more or less true.
Yes. Stay awake, I tell myself. The longer you stay up, the longer your vacation will be.
Last night was no exception (naturally). From the outside, I think it may have looked something like this:
In a perfect world the very opposite would be true for the first day back at work after a glorious vacation. The longer I stay up on Sunday night, the farther away reality should be on the other side of sleep - Monday. I try to exercise this theory at the end of every vacation and every time I end up sitting on the couch, staring at the television, alone in the dark. Nothing is ever "going on" and I don't want to "do" anything. I'm not wishing I had some company or waiting for my favorite movie of all time to come on. I am too tired to have any sort of side project to speak of. I have one goal, and one goal only. STAY AWAKE.
I stare at the TV engrossed in the woes of the honey bee on Discovery channel or occupying myself with dreams of the AMAZING SHAM WOW! My brother used to say that I would watch a televised religious sermon before I would turn the TV off. In the case of the last night of vacation it is more or less true.
Yes. Stay awake, I tell myself. The longer you stay up, the longer your vacation will be.
Last night was no exception (naturally). From the outside, I think it may have looked something like this:
Friday, January 2, 2009
New Years Safari
Since I've been off of work I have sort of neglected the blog. I've had almost the last two weeks off of work and have spent the time visiting my mom, reading and cleaning up the house.
In order to get Jon's multitouch screen computer into manufacturing he is working with a company that is based out of Auburn. Auburn is a gold rush town about two hours away from San Francisco, and it also happens to be where Pat lives. So I spent the day taking photos of the farm. We tried to get artsy photos of the horses but I also got some of the other adorable creatures there. Thanks to Pat for some of the photos in this blog post.
Happy New Year to everyone and stay tuned for your regularly scheduled blog, coming soon.
In order to get Jon's multitouch screen computer into manufacturing he is working with a company that is based out of Auburn. Auburn is a gold rush town about two hours away from San Francisco, and it also happens to be where Pat lives. So I spent the day taking photos of the farm. We tried to get artsy photos of the horses but I also got some of the other adorable creatures there. Thanks to Pat for some of the photos in this blog post.
Happy New Year to everyone and stay tuned for your regularly scheduled blog, coming soon.
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