Friday, September 17, 2010

9-17-2010



My long lost coworker Mark came to town for the office Oktoberfest party. There was lots of cookout food, but I was far more interested with the bottle opener. In literature this is called foreshadowing.

My coworker Jared has a new workout routine. He does 30 pushups every day in the middle of the office.
(yes, my office has giant crayons just sitting around for no reason).

There was a swarm of insects of biblical proportions infesting the area tonight. The world may very well be coming to an end.

That being said, see you continental United States people in a week. I'll be making sand castles and drinking salt water while wearing a Speedo in the Pacific.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

9-16-2010



I can has?

Ok, so I live in the suuubbbuurrrbbbssss. Like Wisteria Lane suburbia (and not the punk rock movie Suburbia). The name of our street even alludes to peace and quite. So tonight, when we heard some pop pop pops that weren't fireworks we were a little concerned. Once our street started looking like Close Encounters of the Third Kind we were a bit more concerned. For a street where I'm normally the loudest and most disruptive thing on the block, this is a little atypical. Neighbors I had never even seen before appeared and started milling around to watch the episode of CSI that was happening for real on our block. Bad boys, bad boys whatcha gonna do.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

9-15-2010



Totally spoiled by cupcakes.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Monday, September 13, 2010

9-13-2010



Dinner with my parents and the restaurant had a bocce ball stadium in their patio. Then I saw this guy on the way home.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

9-12-2010



For a few Fall seasons now, I've been on the lookout for a coat that looks like Paddington Bear. I'm not sure why I'm so interested in looking like a plush doll based on a children's storybook, but I probably spent all together too much money to do so today. I'm incredibly excited about this. Besides, I can always lie and tell people the coat makes me look like a salty sailor if I need to act tough.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

9-11-2010



This is a Magical Train. We saw it at a carnival where Nicole went here and got the biggest corn dog in the whole world. Then we saw a pretty amazing homage to early 2000's gangster rap while driving around random awesome places and trying to get lost.

We eventually figured out where we were and Nicole made friends with random street cats. We found people wearing costumes and holding giant...umm compensating instruments. We saw a random street cat on a boat. Then went somewhere fancy for fancy food.

This is what 1,368 exposures of ammunition for my blog looks like.

Friday, September 10, 2010

9-10-2010



Two weeks and two days later, I went out for the first time for something other than work or groceries. This potted head lives in Little Italy by where we went for dinner.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

9-9-2010



Being sick totally sucks. I haven't done anything fun in so long and I haven't gotten to play with my fun camera stuff in even longer. I pulled my FM2 out of the closest today just to turn the knobs and click the button. I can't wait to waste a ton of film doing stupid stuff as soon as I'm better.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

9-8-2010



So this morning I was awoken by a phonecall telling me that the doctor apparently didn't really look that closely at my chest x-ray on Saturday, and that I've actually had Pneumonia in my right lung for at least the last five days. I swear to God, if they were too busy lauging at my sars mask instead of figuring out if I'm going to die or not...I'm going to sue them so hard. In anycase, I now have a bottle of fancy antibiotics and high hopes that they may actually fix me now that they know how I'm broken.

P.s. this has definitely been the most fun-less two weeks of the past year and possibly my whole life.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

9-7-2010



My coworkers are both incredibly considerate and equally mysterious. I went downstairs to transfer some files, and when I came back to my desk there was tea. Really yummy tea with honey in it. Now that I think of it, the tea-ninja coworker is also very brave for entering my closet-office lair and fending off all of the germs and pestilance breeding here in order to make the delivery. Thank you very much for your bravery...I hope that contact with my desk hasn't made you infirmed as well.

P.s. I highly doubt the mysterious co-worker was Oprah Winfrey, but if that is in fact a clue, I'm really hoping there's a new car for everyone in my blog-audience coming soon.

Monday, September 6, 2010

9-6-2010



I know I'm scrawny, but this being sick stuff is getting out of hand...and a little scary. I think the last time I weighed this much I played with G.I. Joes and was probably about a foot shorter. And it's not like I've been starving myself either. I've been eating all sorts of fat people food like cake and ice cream and grilled cheese sandwiches.

On the bright side, since we're both sick Nicole's parents came over yesterday to reclaim our back yard from the jungle we had been ignoring for the past few weeks. Our yard now looks like people actually live here, and we got to sit outside and enjoy polluting the fresh air with clouds of our germs.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

9-5-2010



Hopefully my luck is improving. On a cake-supply shopping mission at the grocery store, I won the lottery. Then for pretty much the rest of the day, Nicole played Angry Birds, and I watched hours and hours of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations and (the not good) Star Wars movies...and ate cake.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

9-4-2010



After pretty much everyone I've ever met telling me I had to, I finally gave in and went to the doctor's office today. Expecting the best in state of the art medical care...they gave me a sars mask. I was the only person in a room full of sick coughing people, and they singled me out and gave just me a sars mask. It got better though because they later gave Nicole one too, and she wasn't even there for an appointment. Then they had me take my shirt off so they could take topless pictures with this fancy camera. After all of everything, they gave me this stuff. I will say though, after all my years of regularly listening to horrible southern rap, I was incredibly disappointed this stuff wasn't purple...I guess that saves me some Sprite and Jolly Rancher money.