Um… is it bad that I did a report on Milton Glaser in my Intro to Graphic Design class, and I didn’t realize he was still alive?
*facepalm*
For a fascinating interview with Milton Glaser, courtesy of Adobe, check this out.
Comic Relief
Holy freaking shit. Want to see the best Star Wars convention photo captions EVAR? OMFG ROTFL WTFBBQ.
Yeah. No belly laughs from me, but I think it’s just because I’m too hungry to laugh.
Random Memory Catalyst
I was over by the filing cabinets today, filing away some returned mail, when I heard an oddly familiar sound: a triple beep. I couldn?t think of where I?d heard it before, or what it was, until I saw one of the IT guys walk behind me. He was carrying a black UPS (Uninterrupted Power Supply), almost identical to the one we used in the RCC server room back in the day (except ours was beige. Beige was all the rage back in 1997).
Funny how a simple thing like hearing a UPS beep can make me reminiscent of my college days… back when I was a true computer geek.
Carpe Diem, and All That Jazz
?I?m gonna phone everyone that I?ve known / Through the downs and the ups / And who I suspect have written me off / As an insensitive fuck / And say good luck / And goodbye…?
—Catherine Wheel
For the past couple of New Year?s Days, I?ve sent out e-mails to everyone I rarely touch base with. Old friends from high school, college, work, even elementary school.
This year, though, I didn?t.
Recent events (including my wedding) made me realize that, were I to e-mail all these friends and acquaintances to let them know how I?m doing, I would never really know whether it was appreciated. Half would never e-mail me back, some would respond with one ?thanks for the e-mail?things are the same as always with me? note, and only a very few would enter into a meaningful e-mail volley or start keeping in touch for real.
So, I decided to screw it this year. If they don?t care enough to e-mail *me* once in a while, I?ll be damned if I?m going to spend the time and effort to give them an update. Let them contact me for a change, if they give a rat?s @$$ about how I?m doing.
But, for once, a stupid forward actually made me stop and think:
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Unmotivated
Ehh.
It’s not like I don’t have a to-do list the length of my arm.
I just can’t get excited about any of it.
I can’t even get excited about sitting at my computer and watching Episode #6 of Fullmetal Alchemist.
I’d contemplate taking a nap, if I wouldn’t end up feeling cheated out of a half-hour of my day. As it is, I’m contemplating just chillin’ on the couch and reading a book I’ve read a dozen times before.
I really wish I could make myself get up and pick something to do, because goodness knows I’ve got enough to keep me busy. Review drumcorps websites and make preliminary designs for the LakeShoremen site; encode more mp3s and burn a new mp3 disc for work; put all my clean clothes away; clear off the dining room table; hell, I could even clean my desk. But my eyes are tired… legs are sore from yesterday’s workout… brain can’t concentrate… my stomach thinks it’s hungry (and it could be right—I did eat a pretty small dinner)… I dunno. Maybe I’ll chill for a while and see if anything sounds good after ‘while.