30 October 2003



eight years. it's really kinda tough to imagine, but that's the amount of time i've been at my company. I want to think that when i started there, i was a pretty different person, but i don't think that's necessarilly true. lately, i've felt like it though. in that time, i've had lots of crazy and wacky adventures... almost of laverne and shirley proportions.

at the start of the path i was somewhat unskilled, and unpresenatable. now, i'd like to think that i'm skilled and, well, presentable. i think both arguments are debateable; and i don't really have the energy to confirm or deny either way.

i'm afraid this is going to be just a crap entry. i'll leave your refund at the door. i'm not finding anything rather insightful to say about being in one figurative place for eight years. am i the better for the wear for it? probably. do i feel like there's something missing somewhere? probably. it's really kind of tough to have insight, when one's general feeling is ambivalence. so what does this mean? will there be a 9th year on the books come october 30th 2004? i guess that's up to me and uncle ted.

29 October 2003

i just read on the net that former Doctor Who actor Tom Baker had suggested Eddie Izzard as the next incarnation of the Doctor to take on the role when the BBC revives the show in 2005. How kooky is that? Now, don't get me wrong. I'm a big fan of both Doctor Who and Mr. Izzard (had front row seats for his show a couple weeks back), but that's just a hysterical juxtaposition. One of Izzard's bits comes to mind where he tells the audience that Frank Sinatra is dead, but then says he was kidding, but then subtly shakes his head to say that he wasn't, but then gives that evil smile again... I mean can you picture it:

Doctor Eddie: I'm sorry Brigadier, but the Earth will be destroyed in 3 hours.

Brigadier: Are you sure?

Doctor Eddie: Oh yes quite sure. It's going to happen by a giant space toaster turny button.

Brigadier: We're going to be toasted?

Doctor Eddie: Yes, it looks like the dial is set to "4" toast. Which i know is really only "2" toast.

[the brigadier picks up the phone to call geneva]

Doctor Eddie: Oh no, no, no.... I'm only kidding... it's nothing serious at all. [Doctor Eddie starts shaking his head]

[the brigadier puts the phone down and takes a deep breath.]

Brigadier: I nearly phoned geneva.

[Doctor Eddie then starts nodding his head]

Doctor Eddie: Yeah, its going to destroy all of England and Paraguay.

[Doctor Eddie shakes his head and smiles]

Doctor Eddie: No, no, no I'm just kidding... That's absurd isn't it. Space toasters. Surely?

[The Brigadier starts looking exasperated].

[Doctor Eddie starts nodding and looking serious.]

Doctor Eddie: I'm afraid all the UK and Paraguay have to look forward to is death... or cake.

Brigadier: Cake please.

>>>>>

okay, okay, maybe it wouldn't be quite like that, but I think you know where I'm going, if not, well you apparently don't watch enough British telly.

28 October 2003

it's a pretty moody looking day out there today. probably appropos for halloweek - or Chicagoween as it's known here locally. i'm whiling out my last half hour now, it's too late to start a new little project, but i really shouldn't leave early.

had an interesting moment earlier today, when i was looking out the eastern windows in our office in downtown chicago and i saw the county jail. it's a severe looking concrete highrise, probably built in the late 60s with tiny slits for windows, and a rooftop basketball court. the movement on the roof caught my eyes, since i wasn't expecting to see people playing basketball on a roof in the city; then i realised it was the jail. a coworker made a comment that "they get outside sometimes, too bad we don't". which kinda struck me.

granted, i'd never want to be in that situation, "in the big house" as my mom would say. but i do sometimes wonder about this american work ethic - where some people don't even feel as though they can leave their desks during the day.

i enjoy my situation, it affords a bit of movent and interaction with different people, but there are people in my office of about 50 people who've never met because they sit on different sides of the office. seems kinda odd. i also think it's a shame that these people work in a great urban metropolis that has so much to offer, and so many of them just know the brusque walk from 311 to the train station to get them back to their safe, insulated suburbs.

so, it's a pretty moody looking day in here today.

25 October 2003

Wow. I now have a logo.

Just testing some changes here at the secret lair. Nothing to see here. Move along.

erm. making some changes here at the secret lair. nothing to be alarmed about; move along.

24 October 2003

Have I mentioned that I love the autumn? So, the weekend is looking positively... erm... October. Have rented a horror movie and ordered pizza for tonight, Going up to Waukegan tomorrow, and then on a haunted bus tour on Sunday. This just spells moody pre-Halloween festivities to me.

If you don't understand how Waukegan fits into that, you must not have grown up there. I happened to go to the same grade school as Ray Bradbury, then went to a junior high named for Jack Benny. Oddly the town keeps electing clowns as mayor too. Too bad they're not funny though.

19 October 2003

Am currently deep in the heart of texas . Have taken on the Texas State Fair, Six Flags, and random parts of Ft. Worth. We have to drive everywhere. And eat meat. And fried foods. Oh the horror. I'm sure there will be interesting and compromising photos shortly to follow.


13 October 2003

It seems like i'm nearly ready to open for business. Freakish. It's amazing how much you can accomplish during a conference call.

More importantly, it's autumn. the most fantabulous time of the year. really. went out yesterday for a bike ride along the lake and to Lincoln Park Zoo. The air is just starting to get crisp, the leaves are showing their beautiful hues of yellow, orange, red and purple, and trixies are driving their Mercedes SUVs while sipping Starbucks' Autumn Roast®. It's almost possible to forget the rest of the worlds cares shuffling off to wherever it is that I'm going to.

Oh yeah... that conferfence call - gotta go.

hello? is this thing on?

02 October 2003

Would you believe this is my first posting?

Would you believe I had a blog on an etchasketch once?