No, not "deflated" as in a Tom Brady football. I mean like my emotional state when I go in and watch a movie I loved when I was younger only to discover that it does not hold up well.
On Sunday, Nathan and I went to our local park to have some 1:1 Nerf gun wars. While we were there, a guy and his son came by with a medium sized styrofoam box containing this...
Man! Kevin Spencer nailed it with his guess on last week’s #MiniMusicMonday! Nine inches worth of nailing, in fact. And didn’t I tell you yesterday’s post would make my choice of subject make that much more sense?
Thirty years ago today, one of the most influential albums of my life was released. That would be Nine Inch Nails' Pretty Hate Machine.
I started sifting through my posts in Typepad and found that I had more than a dozen unpublished posts from the last 11 years. I'm not sure why I never used them, but I didn't. So I'm going to, on occasion, grab one and publish it unedited just to see how it goes over. That cool? I may add a photo or image of some sort because I try to make sure all posts have an image for the sake of making RSS aggregation prettier, but otherwise.
I'm starting with one that I drafted back on September 8, 2008, at 6:55:50 p.m., at least according to the timestamp. You can also find these all listed in a new category titled "Drafts."
If there's one thing you certainly can argue, it's that I'm definitely not overusing the Snippets concept in 2019. It's mid-October and only my third Snippet post of the year? Sheesh. And I used to post Snippets nearly weekly back in the day.
I think English is an absolutely ridiculous language. Nonsensical rules, multiple ways to spell effectively the same word, indecisiveness on punctuation... and so much more wrong with it.
One of my favorite things about Instagram is discovering an absolutely amazing photographer who also shares their skill for all on IG instead of just the professional photography sites. I mean, I really don't follow the pro sites anymore at all. Not even Flickr and I still, technically, use Flickr.
If you follow me on Twitter, you may have seen a poll I posted asking you to choose one of four bottles of single malt scotch.
Congrats to my friend Amanda on correctly guessing last week’s #MiniMusicMonday challenge photo.
I'd like to use this post to say Happy Anniversary to my lovely wife. We have now been married a legal voter's worth of years. That's 18 in case you need a refresher or live outside the U.S. with different voting ages.
Considering how long it’s been since I’ve been regularly exercising, I like that I’ve done a lot of improvement on my daily steps. I reported back in September that I hit multiple goal 9 out of 10 and 12 out of 15 days.
[This post contains spoilers for Avengers: Endgame. Read at your own risk.]
As you all know, I do love my old GoPro Hero 2 action cam. It’s so much fun to use.
Ohmigod. Some parts of the U.S. are supposed to see upwards of a 50ºF drop in under 24 hours later this week and into this weekend with some areas seeing anywhere from 1 to 2 feet of snow in that time. Holy cow.
I love you, Chicago.
Let’s return #MiniMusicMonday to it’s Monday glory, shall we?
And then, for every disappointment that Nathan throws at me, he counters with a gem.
I’m gonna put it out there right now, I really love the Lil Nas X song “Old Town Road.” Both the original and the remix.
I have always loved lizards, particularly chameleons. They’ve just never ceased to fascinate me.
I’ve always loved the attitude that Nathan us on full display in this photo from three years ago today wearing the wig that would become part of his Halloween costume later in the month.
Macro Monday on a... WEDNESDAY?!?! What kind of madness is this?? Well, phone and all. It's finally been resolved, though, so there's that.
It's amazing how dependent I've become on my iPhone. It does everything for me from receiving calls and text messages to playing any and all games to taking and sharing photos to verifying accounts and storing passwords to entertaining me via Spotify or podcasts or audiobooks. It does it all. And, no, I still don't have it back.
Just as I feared might happen, my phone repairs are not done and I have no access to Instagram, which is the key to me being able to post Macro Monday. So, instead, you will be getting my September Goals a day early. Actually, it's only a few hours early, technically.
In an attempt to fend off buying a new iPhone for a while longer as I'm not at all impressed by any of the new features enough to go all spendy spendy, I'm going to take my iPhone 7+ in for some work tomorrow on the one thing about it that's been bugging me... that I cannot reliably charge it because the charging port is FUBAR.
To help celebrate one of his cousin’s birthdays today, Nathan went ice skating for the first time. It was, um, interesting.
My professional life revolves around quality assurance with websites, in case you were ever wondering. As I say to laypeople who don't understand what that means, "I do what I can to break a website, but not like a hacker would."
I was reading an interesting article about how celebrity book clubs have been giving a big boost to book sales lately. Clubs by the likes of Jenna Bush Hager, Reese Witherspoon, Noname, Andrew Luck, and, of course, Oprah have made big names out of (heh heh) no names.
One of the coolest things about getting back into cassettes is watching as the culture rises up from the ashes like a phoenix. People who collected back in the day are finding their old stuff. Kids who should have no earthly idea what a cassette is are jumping on board.
I really thought last week’s #MiniMusicMonday was gonna be a cinch. No one got it. Nadie.
Yesterday, Katie asked if I would take a Crate & Barrel box back to the store to get it gift wrapped for a wedding shower today. She would have done it when she bought it, but she was in a hurry.
I’ve actually really been trying this past week or so to get my steps up and hit my step goal as much as humanly possible. I need to work it in and make sure it becomes habitual like it used to be.
So not only was yesterday Nathan’s birthday, but my coworker’s wife delivered twins that day.
He’s seven! Freaking seven! How in the heck did that happen??