Category: Life

  • If I had homies, I’d shout out to them.

    Just because I’m a nice, wonderful, loving human being, I’m posting this quick journal entry at the request of one of the denizens of #KNRK.

    You see, longtime channel regular peach-pit insisted that I hurry up and post something in my journal so she’d have something to read while she’s drying off after her shower. She especially wanted me to write about how cool she is. She’s so cool, in fact, that she doesn’t have a website or anything geeky like that for me to link to. Sorry, boys, no hot pics of peaches for you!

    While I’m here, I should say hello to folks like monkeyfoo and IRQuick and Glytter and, and, let’s see… meshuga and shegirl and probably a few other channel regulars that peaches will remind me about immediately after she reads this journal entry.

    For the record, the #KNRK chat channel is something I created, and took down, and created again by the request of my employers. They keep insisting that radio station KNRK needs a “chat room,” but as soon as they actually try using it they remember that technology stuff is way, way beyond their ken. Whoops. So #KNRK lives on as a kind of quiet getaway from the rest of the digital world.

    If you’re horribly bored some time, pay a visit. I can guarantee that you’ll still be bored when you leave, but maybe you’ll meet one of the fine freaky denizens of the channel while you’re there.

  • Random Monday Tidbits

    In a stunning change of pace, I have decided to post another pointless, meandering journal entry!

    Amazing, huh? I’ll bet you’re surprised. Really.

    Not much happened over the weekend. I watched the Firestarter miniseries’ first installment last night, for what little that was worth. Well, it gave me something for my TV reviews section, so I should be thankful or something.

    Today has been a day of small fires and equally small technical triumphs. I updated some server software, among other things. Exciting, isn’t it?

    Bleah. Next time I’ll make sure that I’ve eaten a good meal before I try to type up a journal entry. Writing on an empty stomach, as it were, is a futile endeavor.

  • Birthday Boy

    No longer a twenty-something, I am officially a thirty-something as of today. As if that meant anything, really. A year older, maybe a day or two wiser, I’m just going to try to get through today without getting moody or too introspective. I feel a Thoughts entry coming on, though.

    If you’re lucky I’ll be too busy to type it up. =)

  • Friday Five

    Today I’ll take a stab at my first Friday Five. I can’t help but obey the impulse to do something cute that everyone else is doing on their site. I’m weak, but if you know me then you already knew that. Anyway, here goes:

    • What makes you homesick? – It’s weird, but “homesick” to me translates to “nostalgic for the places of my youth.” I don’t really get homesick for my current home, since I never really leave it. To answer the question, it’s usually a scent or a sight that sets it off.
    • Where is “home” for you? Is it where you are living now, or somewhere else? – Portland is my home. I’ve lived in a variety of houses and apartments in this city, but as long as I’m in the Greater Portland/Vancouver Metropolitan Area(tm) I’m home.
    • What makes it home for you? People? Things? – This city is home because I can’t imagine wanting to be anywhere else. Sure, I want to travel and visit other cities, other lands. When I’m here, though, I’m at peace.
    • Where is the furthest you’ve been from home, miles-wise? – Probably a thousand or so, on various trips around the country. I was in Indianapolis for a business meeting about a year ago. I don’t travel much, though.
    • What are your plans for this weekend? – I don’t have any. Given that it’s my birthday today, you might suppose that I have all kinds of grand plans. No such luck, really. I get paid in a week, so I’ll do all my fun stuff next weekend instead.

    Friday Five

  • I don’t even play D&D. What the hell?

    I‘ve given up and created a “Surveys” category for all the silly surveys and what-not I tend to fill out.

    Anyway, now I know what kind of D&D character I am:

    Chaotic Good Elf Bard Mage

    Alignment:
    Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.

    Race:
    Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently conccern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.

    Primary Class:
    Bards are the entertainers. They sing, dance, and play instruments to make other people happy, and, frequently, make money. They also tend to dabble in magic a bit.

    Secondary Class:
    Mages harness the magical energies for their own use. Spells, spell books, and long hours in the library are their loves. While often not physically strong, their mental talents can make up for this.

    Deity:
    Hanali Cenanil is the Chaotic Good elven goddess of love, beauty, and art. She is also known as the Heart of Gold and Lady Goldheart. Her followers delight in creation and youth, and work to spread happiness, love, and beauty. Their preferred weapon is the dagger.

    Find out What D&D Character Are You?, courtesy ofNeppyMan (e-mail)

  • Back in the saddle again, yet saddlesore already

    You know, being sick is no fun. I’m aware that this statement doesn’t really qualify as a stunning newsflash, but sometimes the simple truths bear repeating.

    I fell ill Wednesday afternoon, was almost useless Thursday, was totally zombied Friday, was barely mobile Saturday and once again ambulatory on Sunday.

    Which isn’t the same as saying that I’m all better, mind you. I’m still hacking up a lung every once in a while, and I’d really rather be asleep in bed right now. But I have a job to do, and by golly I want to do it. Being sick is no fun, after all.