How would you finish that sentence?
I can think of many ways, myself, and I just got to thinking about it because I am in a very good mood today. An unusually good mood, one might say. I'm not sure why, though with things like this one shouldn't examine it too closely or you might end up losing 'your groove' (though I hear reports that a woman by the name of Stella was able to get hers back. I must investigate her methods).
Anywho, go out and doing something fun today, people! Spread the joy and what have you.
Dear lord, this post is bordering on the edge of being 'chipper,' so I'll stop while I'm ahead, but I will invite you to fill in the blank of the title in the comments. Here's mine:
- the first sip of a cold sweet, sweet Pepsi on a warm day.
- all around us
I'm been tagged by Andrea, here are my four things:
Four jobs I have had:
- Telemarketer (I was awful at this)
- Customer Service Rep. (I was also awful at this)
- Library clerk
Four Movies I can watch over and over again:
- Hudsucker Proxy
- Star Trek 2 (KHAAAAAAN!)
- The Sound of Music (the hills are alive)
- Citizen Kane (That makes up for the Sound of Music)
Four Places I have lived:
- Bronx, NY (I'm just keepin' it real)
- Yonkers, NY
- Bethlehem, PA
- Philadelphia, PA
Four of my favorite dishes:
- Corned beef and cabbage
- Eggplant parmesan
Four TV shows I like (I'll only list current shows):
- Gilmore Girls
- Battlestar Galactica
- The Office
Four places I've vacationed:
- Manassas, VA
- Duck, NC
- Upstate NY
- San Francisco, CA
It took me 20 minutes to come up with that 4 vacation spots; I need to get out more.
Four sites I visit daily:
Four places I would rather be right now:
- Writing in a notebook in Dublin, Ireland
- TMBG concert
- Orbiting the Earth
- 5 feet to the left
Tag, you're it!
I'm artsy, damn it!
I just signed an email like so:
Scott "Insert Witty Phrase here" McNulty
Though, there was a witty phrase between my first and last name (at least it was kinda witty). Almost immediately after I typed that my mind shifted time and I was back at Lehigh using my very first email account (email@example.com). I would sign every email I sent (well to friends) like this:
Your favorite emale,
Scott "Wittiness" McNulty
I should do that more often now a day, though I think that would make a great Blankbaby t-shirt slogan:
Blankbaby - Your favorite emale
As much as I say I don't know how to relate to people, I get along fairly well. I attribute this to the fact that I, like many people, am able to analyze something I am about to say and approve it or reject it based on the situation. If it is approved then I blurt it out; if it is rejected it is inspected a second time to determine whether if it is truly inappropriate (i.e. offensive) or just funny. If the thought is funny it gets a pass and out my mouth it goes, otherwise I keep it to myself.
I would say this works 80% of the time, and since I am aware of the imprecise nature of the process I often just say nothing at all even if whatever it was I was about to say passed the tests.
Sometimes, I just say whatever pops into my head. To see this in action all you need to do is arrange for me to speak in front of a large group of people. As soon as I get in front of an audience all my internal boundaries are lowered and I spout off anything. This worked very well in college when I needed to get up in front of people to introduce comedians every other week, however, it tends not to work that well during business meetings.
Apparently I can now add 'walking out of the CVS at the corner of Chestnut and 19th' to the list of situations in which I say whatever the hell I feel like it.
Let me explain.
When the weather is inclement, or when I am too lazy to walk home, I take the trolley from University City to the 19th and Market Street stop. I then walk down 19th Street, which means that CVS is on my way home. Since there is always something I need at CVS I often find myself stopping in for deodorant, Pepsi, cleaning unguents, or what have you. Today I needed some Pepsi and Entenmann's holiday cookies, so I stopped in CVS (which happens to carry both of these products). Whilst I was using the egress the woman in front of me set off the store alarm. She looked like she was none to pleased to have done so, mostly because she appeared to be in a hurry. I saw her walk a few steps, hesitate, and think about whether she should return to the store and have whatever anti-theft device that was on her person deactivated or just keep on truckin out the door.
I should point out that none of the CVS employees seemed to care about the alarm.
I noticed this moment of hesitation, and I locked eyes with this woman (she had given into her better judgement and started to turn around to go back into the store). I looked at her and said, fairly loudly, 'RUN!'
I don't know why I did that, it just happened.
She didn't take my advice, nor did she find my suggestion all that funny. I detected a slight roll of the eyes as she passed by me to go back into the store.
I walked into the brisk Philadelphia night with a chuckle on my lips and a song on my iPod.
What more can a guy ask for?
Well... a little impulse control I suppose.
I know most people who read this don't give two figs about Apple and what is going on with their products, but I think you should check out their latest ad announcing that Macs are now using Intel chips. It is very well done, and it has even sparked a little controversy.
I wonder if they'll air it during the Superbowl.
Quicktime is required to view it, since it is an Apple ad and all.
People of the Internet: If you are going to post pictures like this give a brother a little warning.
That is all.
Or I'm massively depressed. You choose!
Cinematical, a Weblogs Inc blog all about movies, is doing a bang up job covering Sundance (they even sent C.K. there for some unknown reason) but I must say that this interview with Jono, a gifting consultant has made me worry for our species.
Jono, I imagine, earns his way by creating exclusive gift bags for a variety of high profile events. This man is paid, by large corporations, to prepare gifts for millionaires. Am I think only one that is worried by this? I think it might be a sign of the Apocalypse that a grown man, such as Jono, can use the word 'gifting' in a very serious manner.
According to the dailypennsylvanian.com it is:
Carroll is currently editor of Phillyist.com, a trendy blog detailing news, culture and goings-on in Philadelphia.
Who knew? One day, my dears, Blankbaby will be trendy. On that day I will stop writing Blankbaby and delete it from Typepad's gigantic server farm. I will then live life as an itinerant farm worker, spreading love, happiness, and manure from shore to shining shore.
That's my pledge to you, and you can take that to the bank.
If you do take that to the bank, let me warn you, you'll get some odd looks but don't let that stop you. You're your own person. Why I remember it like it was just yesterday when my mother said to me, 'Scott,' she always called me Scott, 'one day someone will think you're a little touched in the head. Not right. The lights are on, but nobody's home. I want to you think back to this day when that happens because Mamma has a tip for you, bucko. When they look into your crazed eyes and tell you that you're a nut you take a moment to collect yourself. Stand straight up (I know you'll be slouching) and say to them 'OH YEAH?!'
via The West End.
Generally stays at work.
"Two years from now, spam will be solved."
Blankbaby TV 3 is ready for your consumption. Check it out, yo (and it is even iPod friendly. I'll need to pick up one of those video iPods so I can test stuff out.
So says the Philadelphia Inquirer, and about damned time. I'm excited about getting a chance to actually see someone build a bridge (which is still one of the hardest civil engineering projects to do).
Most people are looking at the Treo 700w and saying 'It would be better if it ran the Palm )S,' which is true however the big reason I like Windows Mobile is the Exchange integration. Palm's tepid attempts to offer this feature have resulted in their licensing of the Windows Mobile OS and refining it (and coming out with a new device).
My HP6315 has failed me for the last time.
Fairly self explanatory.
First a definition:
A Regian: Someone (usually a male) who attended, or currently attends, Regis Highschool.
It looks like Regis is letting students add entries to their 'Regis News' blog type thing, hence you get an entry called Regians love Mimes which is something I had to link to.
For the record, I neither love nor hate Mimes.
If I had more money than I knew what to do with, or I was a successful touring person of some kind, I would buy this General Motors Future Liner. I love the idea of looking at someone's vision of what the future (i.e. our present) would look like. The 30's vision of the 21st century is all curved lines and chrome and we consider that look to be 'retro' now.
Can you imagine me tooling around the country in the bus wearing one of these shirts spreading the gospel of Blankbaby?
I could, if only I had a rich patron.
Then the Main Squeeze is the place for you. The next time I find myself in NYC I am going to check this place out.
Via The Wall of Wheeze.
The Daily Scott is the latest member of the Blankbaby Media Empire. What's The Daily Scott you ask? It hard to explain in words since it is such a visual experience, and it just might change your life but I suppose I should try to explain it.
Well, I think I'll steal the description that I wrote for the site here:
The newest member of the ever increasing Blankbaby Media Empire, the Daily Scott is a simple idea with an elegant execution that could quite possibly save the world.
Mostly it is just another ego trip for Scott, but you never know.
Feel free to subscribe and get a fresh picture of me in your newsreader at some point in the day.
Yeah, I said it.
Sure, I'm immature but come on! Don't tell me someone didn't think that Rick Steves' Europe Through the Back Door was a bad choice.
Though Rick Steves knows Europe. I think I will pick up his latest work and plan a European trip for myself, though I'm not sure if I would want to go by my lonesome.
My route home from the Philly Blogger's Meetup took me past the Borders on Saturday night. Ok, so I made a detour to go to Borders (since those that know where I live know that Borders isn't technically on my way home from that area), however, I had two good reasons:
- I had to pee
- I love books
Given those two circumstances Borders seemed the perfect solution. Using the restroom in Borders isn't something that normally I would find difficult, however, I was carrying a large Christmas tin full of the remainder of the cookies that Melissa baked for the meetup (thanks again!). Such was the state of my bladder that I cared not for the baked goods that I was toting with me.
After a few tries I located the Men's room (I figured it would be in the cafe area, but it is on the third floor) and I was standing in the bathroom, waiting my turn, with cookies under my arm, listening to my iPod. This is not a situation where I expect to run into anyone I know, however, the universe is an odd place.
I was standing there, minding my own business, when I sense this dude enter my personal space. If you haven't realized this by now, I enjoy my personal space, though friends are welcome to invade it from time to time; not random dudes in Borders restrooms.
Luckily, I knew this guy. It was Eric, one of the guys I play Shadowrun with. He was hanging out in the cafe with his wife and just so happened to need to use the restroom. He told me to hang out with them after we did our business, and so I did.
We had some laughs over coffee, hot chocolate, and cookies. It was an unexpected bonus for stopping into Borders.
It became clear that Eric and his wife were fading (or growing weary of my company) so they started to pack up. I wished them a good night and took a spin around the SciFi section in search of an elusive book that I have been hunting for a little while.
The Algebraist by Iain M. Banks has been nominated for a Hugo award, which is a big deal in the SciFi world. Couple that with the fact that I am a fan of Mr. Banks earlier work and I wanted to have this book. There was only one problem, it wasn't available in America yet. I couldn't find it anywhere, and I was considering ordering it from Amazon.uk but that would have cost me something like $50. Therefore I was ready to wait until June 2006 so I could get the trade paperback.
However, whenever I find myself in a bookstore I look for it just in case. I was considering just leaving Borders without looking for it, since it was almost certain not to be there, however, since I'm alone and bitter I had nothing better to do so I took a peek.
There is was, on the shelf just like any other book. It seems to wink at me and say, 'hello, sailor.' I knew this book had to be mine.
I bought it, and now it is sitting on my desk. I'll read it when I am done with my current book, though I probably won't write about it since I know not many FoB's (Friends of Blankbaby) are big into the scifi.