Welcome Nasa

I got two hits today from NASA. I mean that's a ton of hits for me. 2 is big news. Anyways while I'm on the welcoming I'd like to welcome by boss. Yeah I violated one of my rules not really a rule per se more of a guideline that you don't let your boss in on the blog, but ya know I really don't ever blog about about work (Did you hear that?) and when I do it's 100% positive. (What about that?) So I'm sure it's fine. Also wait... except for the cafe. I like to rip on the cafe and by rip I mean RIP on the cafe. I'm not a big fan of the cafe. Except when Dixie's is here. Like tomorrow. Also my blog isn't very good and gets very few hits so I'm sure he'll be bored by it. I bet he's stopped reading. You think he has? I can start cussing again? Yeah I don't know...

Anyways: hey!

10 Years

I'm getting my 10 year award at work today. That's a decade, people. I get a glass brick and the option to buy the 5 year glass brick which I missed because they didn't have the glass bricks you got a clock that would break within the month. I still have the clock. It's broken.

I wanted the glass bricks to nest. That would be seriously cool.

10 years.

I won what?

OK really I didn't win anything. The cafeteria at work is having a scratch ticket contest where you can win stuff. One of my tickets was up size your espresso drink for free. Otherwise I've won a bunch of "Sorry Try Again" and I can't really use those either.

So what are the bigger prizes? Free food for a year is the grand prize. Um can you really call it food? Seriously who would want it? I only eat there when I haven't brought and I can't find anything else to do. I guess if I'm really pressed for time. No clue.

Common bigger prize on the prize board? A cookbook. I can only assume that if it really is a prize one would desire it's not the cafeteria's cookbook. Maybe one with lots of recipes for bringing your lunch. Now that would be something.

Safety tip

Do not carry a large amount of salt packets around in your jacket pocket for days. Also don't cross the streams.

You know who I ran into?

I didn't actually run into anybody, but it turns out if I had run into them, they would have been dressed like a twenty year old.

Taking care of business

It's great to spend a Saturday by yourself, eating Taco Del Mar, dissing comcast wholesale both on the phone and in person, hooking up your router so it plays nice at more than twice the speed as before, scouring office supply stores for paper and lamps, finding the paper, but not the lamp and all the while getting the laundry done.

Clap your hands

If you're totally pissed off at work and you know it...

Ghost Cart

Last night at target (yes it was just over a cool hundred) before we went in it got really windy with the rain/snow/sleet combo going on and we saw a runaway cart. It wasn't just any cart it was two bratter. You know the kind where you strap two brats (or darling angels if you're in denial) in and then you push this ginormous cart around the store while yelling at them to keep off of each other and the stuff in the store and if that doesn't work you can always knock their heads together. You know the one.

So it's headed for a dude getting into his pickup. I figure he'll grab it. Nope it passes by him and he doesn't grab it. Headed for a Honda.... just misses. Hyundai? not so lucky. It pops into the front 1/4 panel and I figure that's the end of it... nope. He bounces off and heads for another car and at the last moment. As if it was under radio control it turns and heads off another direction. Missing the last car. As we drove out we saw it in the far corner of the lot where it could do no more harm.

At least until the wind shifts.

Learned today?

How not to tell a joke.

Ripped but not torn

So it's been a few weeks since I jumped to a paper planner using the GTD method. I'm not claiming to be a setting any trend here. I'm not. Merlin Mann went for the "Hipster PDA" quite a while ago. Lifehacker just yesterday wrote to really reboot GTD, just get a paper notebook and go for it. Be out in the wild with it.

This is essentially what I've done, but there is no need not to go in style. I've set up a pretty sweet junior size (it's about 1/2 a regular sheet of paper) Circa agenda and GTD tabs behind that.

So far so good. The only issue I'm having is I've never used a week-at-a-glance style. I'm used to having a whole page for a day. I'm dealing with this by just jamming a fresh sheet in between the week pages and dating it and writing notes on it. There isn't much room on each day for tasks but that is the nature of GTD. Very little is on a given day, but that very little has to get done.

Anyway with green leather, a nice roller ball and a Namiki vanishing point fountain pen, I may be ripped on paper, but I'm not roughing it.

There are times

When I want to blog and yet I have nothing to say. This is one of those times and I think you should commend me for not telling you I had a hamburger for lunch.

Here's a tip

When you've had a filling that the dentist is so proud of he takes a picture of your drilled out tooth don't look at it. That's not the tip. Once the Novocaine has worn off eat fig newtons. Also not the tip as that was yesterday's tip. Don't use said tooth to bite down on a delicious peppermint tic tac. Now that's today's tip. Owch.

The attraction of fig newtons.

So I had some dental work done this morning. I used an iPod to drown out some of the sound and the dude used some drugs to drown out the pain. I tell you what though just being numb from the drillin' pain doesn't protect you from the dude is pressing so hard on my jaw it feels like he's using his foot pain.

Just up until about an hour ago there was no way on this earth I was eating anything. So with the cafe in the state that it's in (it sucks) and me not having brought food. Yes I know it's better for you, cheaper, and all sorts of good for everybody. We still don't have a stove working. By working I mean we're afraid to turn it on and it at least needs a new heating element in the oven portion of the show. So I go look at the vending machine... um yeah... Nothing soft, just crispy to be had (Did I mention the dental work?)and I'm not in this for candy so... fuck.

I found some fig newtons. What if Sir Issac had been sitting under a fig tree? Would gravity be different? Would these lovely snacks be changed? I ask you?

Seriously it was just a local, I swear there was nothing mind altering.

If you can read this...

I stopped using bloglines and started using google reader. Um yeah. WTF was I thinking. This thing rules. I just wanted to post and say if you have shared items or see what nutty items I'm sharing add me as your friend on google reader. I'm jhughson at g mail dot com. Add me. Go on you know you wanna be cool.

I might take my shared items and clip them to my blog to be yet another side blog, but right now I do not have the energy...

Oh why? Do you really care? No I didn't think so.

It wasn't so much the cure as it made it tolerable

So I was sick. OK truthfully, I still am sick, but I'm better now. I had the worst cold I've had in a long time that lead to me going to the doctor and being put on all kinds of medicines but that's not the drug I want to talk about. Television. A drug of a nation.

I mainlined it while I was sick. Jen introduced me to The West Wing and while other's have told me in the past how great it is and even recorded me an episode (which I watched at the time and loved and that gave me a little clue as to something big going on. Whatever.)

I watched the first season just straight up. Episode after episode. I know someone who watches a season of 24 like that. He hosts a party and mostly they try to fit it into 24 hours of actual time with a few short breaks. I've never been to one of these 24 parties and I don't think I could ever unless I caught up with that show which is doubtful. Anyways I don't know where this post is going other than to say wow that's a lot of TV is a very short time and I'm still sick, but on the mend.

So yeah.