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Best wishes to all, and to all a safe and prosperous holiday season!!!
The title alone should tell you what this is about, right? Right... Wanna hear it? Here it go:
Yestersday:
17:35: I return home and in my mail, there's two CDs (Matt Bianco and Dynasty, for all the old-school-heads reading this), an 80 GB hard drive, and a cooling fan for Hermes. I run upstairs. The 80GB drive was to replace the 40GB drive I have in Hermes, since all of my music, blog info, and software was filling up my hard drive. Backup was done on Sunday just in case something went wrong.
18:00: I unpack the cooling fan to sit underneath Hermes so that it doesn't overheat. All is well.
19:00: I rip the old CDs and I start preplanning my Friday arby.
20:00: I eat dinner and fall asleep while watching Smallville, and have half of the selections for Friday's melodies complete.
00:00: I wake up- amazed that I slept so long and putz around, watching television, and fall asleep a couple of hours later, since I had to get up around 05:00 for work. I notice that the laptop and the fan makes a good amount of noise together, but no big deal. Must be the fan.
The rest of the set. Wow. I had to actually think.
From Cobb:
1. What convinced you finally, that you were somebody?
Two things come immediately to mind.
1: I was born in New York but spent most of my time in the South. You had to know that I hated it here in the outset. Speaking perfect English in the midst of Southerners and being mollified and bullied at every outlet was really no good. In high school, as much as I didn't like the South and didn't fit in, I was sitting in the cafeteria and they called out the top 10 list. I figured since I was a little too different, I wouldn't have made the cut. When they called out my name listed in the top 10, I had never seen everyone give me a standing ovation. The bullying and demoralizing stopped. That's when I knew that being in the South wasn't so bad after all.
2: My past job...even though I was eventually laid off, I made it to the top of the technical chain and was able to take advantage of stock options. That let me know that I could do anything I wanted. That statement still holds.
2. Describe your favorite kind of BBQ.
There's a place here called Fat Matt's Rib Shack, which sells beef and pork ribs. They don't accept credit cards, only cash. This barbecue has hickory goodness in it, with barbecue that's spicy enough to make a dent, but not spicy enough to cause indigestion. The type of barbecued ribs that they let marinate for at least 4 hours, and slide right off the bone.
3. Who did it hurt you most to leave? My second ex. They taught me that it was okay to be young, a professional, and still have wants and needs out of life, and attain them, yet still keep the kid inside. I never saw them again, and they passed a year after we broke up.
First thing's first.
1. I support Team Buccho, hands down.
2. I'm still marinating over LTJ Bukem and the fact that I was able to witness drum and bass with no other than Trader Mike. Life is good.
3. I'm a little irritated over going to see Laurnea, purchasing her CD, getting her autograph, and then losing both the CD and the autograph. First the laptop, now this. Ugh.
4. I'm still somewhat mystified/annoyed by Blog justice and its discontents. I'll be at SXSW next year, that's for sure.
Onto the answers. Thanks for the questions! Any more questions, I'll answer them also. I'll entertain questions for the rest of the week.
During the midst of all technical things going awry at work, I got a chance
to take a little break and listen to Jamiroquai's
Cosmic Girl. Feeling mighty good, I thought I'd sing to my girl Kia
through an IM session. During the singing session, we got a little input from
Prime. His comments are
in green::
I've been back and everything, but damn. What took me so long? I found my camera but I can't find the cable. Fate: 1, EJ: 0. So now you know. I'll have to be sans photos for the time being.
The currently unnamed Blogosphere (c'mon guys, I really can't think of the name now either. I'm 0 for 2) was a wonderful meeting. Only 3 short hours, I think I gathered enough to simply say that I'm going to make myself available for the next time, which is to be happening next month in NYC. As for the people, well here they are:
P6 - Earl Dunovant. You gotta realize that he's got a lot on his plate. And now meeting him, listening to Stay In My Corner while standing next to the BBQ joint, you're like "oh no, this man takes Bloglines by storm and makes him a man with many thoughts." I gotta say that he's gotta lotta stuff in his head and ain't none of it bad.
Madison For President/DieselNation/Hashim Warren. He's got a lot going on, I declare. A softspoken man, who raps, is a blogcritic, and has a lot he wants to say, but like us, not enough time to say it. I believe he was uplifting and uplifted.
Steven G. Fullwood. More humor and insight than the law allows. Please, y'all, don't sleep.
Lynne D. "Where's Prometheus 6? Oh, he's right here next to me." Johnson. We could talk about her all day. Just know that LateNightTales, MadTV spoofs, and doing the Cabbage Patch in the middle of the BBQ Joint makes you appreciate the many facets of her.
Singing happy birthday to Donald Agarrat was a treat. Still trying to find out who that guy Eric is though. The next time I come down to NYC, I'll have to make sure we take Ronn out with us.
James Knox, who I've known for more than 15 years, and haven't seen in almost 5, pulling me out of the joint because if I don't get outta there, I will miss my flight.
Some quotes:
"What the Hell is Orkut and why are people still using it?"
A general chuckle during the exclamation of "Negros don't even know what hiatus means."
