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04.23.2006 | Identity Crisis

>> The man that I was is no more. I have turned over a new leaf. There's been a rebirth, a renewal, a regenesis. A brand new chapter in my life has begun. From here on out, everything is changed, everything is different. Not a trace of my old self remains.

Today, I ordered a new item from the menu at Taco Bell, for the first time in five years.

WHO IS THIS MAN THAT STARES BACK AT ME FROM THE MIRROR?


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04.19.2006 | Why So Lame, Del.icio.us?

>> OK, this has been bugging me for a while, but I keep forgetting to actually write a post about it. Every morning, when del.icio.us outputs my daily links to my Movable Type blog, the CSS style information never gets applied. It's right there in the code that's sent to Movable Type, and it's all right and proper in the stylesheet, but for some reason I have to open MT and re-save the entry that del.icio.us created before things look right. What is going on there? If you've come to my site within an hour of the new linkslog entry being posted, I'm sure you've seen how hideous and unstyled it is, and I'd like to avoid it, but I'm not seeing any way to do so... I tried to set all my entries as drafts by default, so that it wouldn't show on the page until I was ready to make sure it looked right, but del.icio.us ignored and overrode that. Sucks! What's up?


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04.08.2006 | When In Doubt, Go Meme

>> Via Caroline: "What you are supposed to do is copy this entire blog entry and paste it onto a new blog entry that you'll post. Change all the answers so they apply to you, and then publish! Leave a comment if you do this. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little (random) things about your friends, if you did not know them already."

What time did you get up this morning?
11:00 AM. (I was up kinda late last night.)

Diamonds or pearls?
Like Caroline, I dislike both -- and gold, too. Definitely like silver / platinum / titanium / etc. (I also don't wear jewelry, but hey.)

What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
Brick, last weekend. I enjoyed it, but didn't love it with all my heart, though I do appreciate it a little more the more I think about it.

What is your favourite TV show?
I think Arrested Development has finally wrestled that crown away from The X-Files. However, the show I spend the most time watching is Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. Because it's ALWAYS ON. Also, it's bizarrely soothing.

What do you usually have for breakfast?
Most frequently, a plain buttered bagel, or a sausage egg and cheese sandwich. (Mmmm.)

Favourite cuisine?
I could eat Mexican food pretty much every day for the rest of my life.

What food do you dislike?
I don't love seafood -- calamari's pretty much the only thing I can enjoy.

What is your favourite CD at the moment?
I'm going to answer this question in terms of current frequency-of-listen, in which case the answer is Prince's 3121. But I'm putting the new Morrissey album through its paces too.

Morning or night person?
Definitely a night person, I'm useless in the mornings. But then, I'm useless at night these days, too. Stupid day job.

Favourite sandwich?
Roast beef, provolone, salt & pepper. Mmm. (Grilled chicken, mozzarella, and pesto is also excellent.)

What characteristic do you despise?
Selfishness, in all its forms.

Favourite item of clothing?
Right now, my black corduroy trucker's jacket. I also know that I have a shirt which, every time I wear it, I'm startled and surprised by how good I look in it, but for some reason I cannot remember which shirt it is. Time to do the laundry, I guess. (I'm not much of a clotheshorse, though I probably would be if I had more money.)

If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would it be?
Australia.

What colour is your bathroom?
Pink and green. Not so much our choice of color scheme.

Favourite brand of clothing?
Don't really have one.

Where would you retire to?
Florida -- back home.

What was your most memorable birthday?
My 21st was "memorable" in that it totally sucked, but I can't remember most of the others, except for this year (24) which was a lot of fun (Peter Luger, karaoke, etc.)

Favourite sport to watch?
Don't really watch sports at all, but in the right mood I can watch football.

[I've omitted the next three questions, as they're boring and meme-related.]

When is your birthday?
March 23.

What is your shoe size?
13. Not sure what that is in international terms.

Pets?
Not at the moment. I love dogs, but New York and a tiny apartment make keeping one exceptionally difficult.

Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with us?
Sadly, not really. Nothing that can be printed here, anyway.

What did you want to be when you were little?
A paleontologist.

What is your favourite flower?
Don't really care about flowers, but I do like hibiscus and gardenias when I see them. And roses, I guess. Yeah, don't really care about flowers.

What date on the calendar are you looking forward to?
It was yesterday, the day I got my wisdom-teeth stitches out. Now?... I dunno. My next day off work?

One word to describe the person who you snaffled this from?
Prolific. ;-)


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04.04.2006 | At The Acropolis

>> Embarassing misheard-lyrics confession time!

I've been enjoying Morrissey's new single, "You Have Killed Me," for several weeks now, but only just today got a look at the official lyrics (as I only just today purchased the full album, as it was only just today released, as I was only etc. only etc. etc. etc. and so on). They contain a great little device wherein Morrissey compares himself and his (gasp!) beloved to great Italian film directors -- "Pasolini is me, Accattone you'll be," etc. However, I was somewhat mortified to learn that I'd been mishearing one of the lines in the second verse; when Morrissey sings "Magnani you'll never be," I had been hearing (and often singing myself) "And Yanni you'll never be." Woof!

But now I've given it some thought, and I'm pretty sure I like my line better. For one thing, it's much funnier, and it could even make sense -- it breaks with the director theme, certainly, but the previous line is "Visconti is me," which could (and, in classic Morrissey double-entendre fashion, no doubt does) also refer to the producer of the song and album, musical legend Tony Visconti. So a switch to musicians for the second verse is perfectly plausible. And again, it's a funny line! It's both a backhanded compliment to the subject and/or listener and a forehanded slam to Yanni, and both of those things are always welcomed. So Morrissey, if you're reading, your line was good but mine was better. Please issue a corrected lyrics sheet at your earliest convenience.

(Also, Morrissey, if you're reading, drop me an e-mail. We should get coffee sometime, as I've totally got a crush on you. You're even sort of out now, right? Congratulations! Date me!)


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04.01.2006 | Like A Hole In The Head

>> Holes In Face Update: I'm doing surprisingly well; for some reason I expected to be in a world of discomfort all weekend and really, besides a bit of soreness, I feel fine. I'm not even all that hungry, even though all I've eaten in thirty-six hours is two cups of Swiss Miss butterscotch pudding. Not being "hungry" has not stopped me from craving all kinds of food I can't eat, of course; as I told someone earlier this morning, I'd kill a hobo for a cheesesteak. Or some fried chicken. But alas, it's still gonna be a few more days before I can jump back on that particular horse. Or cow. Or chicken.

In any event, general anesthesia (which I'd never had before) is the coolest thing ever. One minute I was asking the doctor how long it would take for the sedatives to kick in, and the next thing I remember, I'm waking up and it's all over. SPECTACULAR. Getting an IV for the first time was pretty uncool (I have a thing about needles), but since it facilitated such a spectacular surgical experience, I'm over it. (Though the black marks from the goddamn tape won't wash off my arm.) The whole thing has cost me a bit of cash (even with insurance), but it wound up being less than my worst-case scenario estimates pegged it as, and I'm doing startlingly well for money right now, so overall, this has certainly not been the nightmare I'd hypochondriacally (is that a word?) expected it to be. But oh, how I long for a cheesesteak.

Oh! And today is the fifth anniversary of my blog at this URL. So, uh, yay.


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