Unfortunately, I am not.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I've been digging this song by the Airborne Toxic Event of late. I'm sure my coworkers are tired of hearing it.
Unfortunately, I am not.
Anyone interested in going to see them Wednesday, February 25th @ the Jackpot? $10. 8p. We can even do dinner beforehand.
Unfortunately, I am not.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
25 years young... update
Yesterday I had a high of 11 revolutions while jump roping (jumping rope? rope jumping?).
Today: 27.
For those non-engineers/math majors/accountants & poor standardized test takers*, that's a 245% increase!
someone buy me a beer.
* please note: I myself am a poor standardized test taker. I, in no way, intend any sort of offense by singling out those who happen to perform less than their best on any form of standardized testing. I had absolutely no one in mind when I wrote those words.
Today: 27.
For those non-engineers/math majors/accountants & poor standardized test takers*, that's a 245% increase!
someone buy me a beer.
* please note: I myself am a poor standardized test taker. I, in no way, intend any sort of offense by singling out those who happen to perform less than their best on any form of standardized testing. I had absolutely no one in mind when I wrote those words.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
25 years young.
Yesterday was a good day. Of course, I saw the aforementioned Slumdog Millionaire. Beforehand, I had dinner at my favorite latin american restaurant with one of my favorite Lawrence people. I mean, a good day so far, right.
BUT, what made my day...
Up until yesterday, there were two staple childhood activities that were my shame; no matter how hard I tried, I just did not seem to have the physical capability to accomplish them. And, I will say, my inability was not from lack of trying. Every six months or so, the dream would reawaken, and I would give another attempt at accomplishing what every 6-year-old can do. But time and time again, I failed; somehow, in the midst of all my mental preparation, miming all the steps, and then finally executing... it just wouldn't come together.
And yet, I am pleased to announce that yesterday, at approximately 1:45p in the Yards gym in great city of Kansas City, Missouri, I crossed "jump roping" off that list!
Yes, it took my 15 minutes of looking very, very uncoordinated & foolish. Yes, I still could only do 11 revolutions of the rope. But back off, this was 25 years in the making!
I am amazing.
BUT, what made my day...
Up until yesterday, there were two staple childhood activities that were my shame; no matter how hard I tried, I just did not seem to have the physical capability to accomplish them. And, I will say, my inability was not from lack of trying. Every six months or so, the dream would reawaken, and I would give another attempt at accomplishing what every 6-year-old can do. But time and time again, I failed; somehow, in the midst of all my mental preparation, miming all the steps, and then finally executing... it just wouldn't come together.
And yet, I am pleased to announce that yesterday, at approximately 1:45p in the Yards gym in great city of Kansas City, Missouri, I crossed "jump roping" off that list!
Yes, it took my 15 minutes of looking very, very uncoordinated & foolish. Yes, I still could only do 11 revolutions of the rope. But back off, this was 25 years in the making!
I am amazing.
Slumdog
This evening I saw Slumdog Millionaire. I'm sure you've already seen it. I'm always the last to see things. If you haven't, first feel very ashamed that I saw an artsy, profound movie before you. Second, go see it!!
What ran through my head during the last 3 or 4 minutes...
What ran through my head during the last 3 or 4 minutes...
BLESSED ARE THE PURE IN HEART; FOR THEY SHALL SEE GOD.
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