tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54998122011-07-29T02:50:19.110-07:00Not dead yet!Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.comBlogger5161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-16242700854870079222009-06-08T21:55:00.001-07:002009-06-08T21:58:08.656-07:00

Pondering......peeling off the static stickers for all the bells 'n whistles included in the laptop that I got for Christmas last year.You waited four months for that; your life is now complete.

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A Side Of Hamburger, PleaseGood grief - looking back on my childhood, I'm amazed that I made it out without being maimed or horribly disfigured.Continuing with the series on my death-defying childhood, I give you yet another story involving bad ideas, wheeled toys & asphalt.I can’t remember if it was before or after my physics lesson via the rear spoiler of a Ford Pinto (my bell got rung pretty

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Spoiler Alert!Yeah - I wish someone had told me that. Allow me to explain via the tale of one of the more painful episodes from my childhood.I had two bikes before the flyin’ Murray stunt bike from the previous story; this story involves my first bike - an orange Kent street bike that I’d tried (cosmetically, at least) to beef up a little. It originally came with a big, long banana seat,

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All In All We’re All Just Bricks In the Wall“Jump it! Jump it!”And with those words I found myself at the top of Park, where it turned west into Rosewood, on my bike, eyeing the rickety little ramp supported by a cinder block & the curb down the street. Growing up, my friends were all skate rats. As I have the balance (on a skateboard, at least) of a drunken sailor on shore leave with a severe

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Songs Of The Humpback Whale“I don’t like this!” said T as we began thirty minutes of bouncing up, down &, I swear, sideways, while flying in over the Rockies into Denver International Airport in a little CanadAir plane this past New Year’s Day. T hates flying as much as I love it. Part of it comes from a rather finicky inner ear that doesn’t find being rocked back & forth fun in the least; her

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A Letter To The UniverseDear Universe –I know it’s been awhile since we’ve talked; life in general has been a bit confusing, lately, which is something I’ve been meaning to chat with you about. I don’t know if I’ve done something to displease or offend you. I don’t know if maybe I said or did something that hurt your feelings. Have I?The reason that I bring this up is that I’ve noticed a

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#1 On My List Of Things Least Expected To Hear My Co-Worker Say Today"Smell me!"That's all I have to say about that.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-14705300688985134492008-08-26T19:44:00.000-07:002008-08-26T19:55:31.623-07:00

Zombie Talk 2Me: Welcome again to “Zombie Talk,” the show that brings the past back to life – literally! I’m flying solo this episode, as Ms. Eulabelle is having some trouble with Immigration – something about her worker visa not being valid, as a “witchdoctor” isn’t, technically speaking, a medically trained professional. So, filling in today is ZT’s booking agent, Phil Henson. Good to see

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MI:5: Electronic Goodies EditionOK. So, I’ve been a total flake about these; I’m going to try to mend my wayward ways, though.Starting with Billy Rhythm’s Little Electronic Gadget 5:1) Do you use some form of PDA (personal digital assistant)/MP3 player/smart phone for contacts and calendar items? If so, what is it, and what do you use it for? If you don't use some sort of digital calendar, what

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-50522017282250459642008-08-19T21:12:00.000-07:002008-08-19T21:23:20.151-07:00

Zombie TalkMe: Hello & welcome to the first installment of “Zombie Talk.” I’ll be your host as we scour history, raise the dead via the magic of the Voodoo & pick the brains, or what’s left of them, of some of the greatest figures of the past. On my left is my co-host, noted Haitian Voodoo priestess, Ms. Eulabelle. Welcome Ms. Eulabelle…Ms. Eulabelle: ‘allo, chile. I’m happy ta bein here.Me:

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Yet Another TimekillerI've finally put something to look at on my new photoblog, Life In 8 Megapixels. Go on - have a look. Who knows - I may put two posts up! Um...someday.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-88937688257472761542008-07-13T15:55:00.000-07:002008-07-13T15:57:46.387-07:00

My WeekIt was boring, thanks for asking. The highlight of the week?I added the word "handfarting" to my Outlook dictionary at work.Yeah. Handfarting.I'm livin' life on the edge, yo!

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-68944683990201522122008-07-06T21:50:00.000-07:002008-07-06T22:01:18.963-07:00

It's Nearly 10p, I Have A Research Paper Due Friday......but I'm blogging instead.Probably not the most productive use of my time, but the paper is sooooo frickin' boring. I've actually enjoyed the other writing assignments in this English class, so far. Once I figured out what I could get away with, at least.The topic for this research paper is so mind-numbingly boring, though. We have to

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-3043513108163157902008-06-18T21:36:00.000-07:002008-06-18T21:43:58.232-07:00

Donner, Party Of Twelve…I’m supposed to be reading an excerpt from Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants,” a story that I am completely convinced he wrote while A) inebriated & B) playing MadLibs, but, instead, am going to amuse you, Loyal Readers, with an anecdote about a recent happening in my life. I mean, it’s what you come here for, isn’t it?*ahem* I said, ”Isn’t it?” Whatever…For the

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-40601226922706514352008-06-13T21:26:00.000-07:002008-06-13T21:39:47.200-07:00

SurfacingHello, Loyal Readers!Just a quick note to say that I haven't forgotten to post, nor am I at a loss for witty & humorous things to write about. It's just that I've taken on an online English class this summer that's kind of consuming a lot of my writing time & mental resources. Fortunately, for both you & I, it's only a six week class & I've just finished week two.And there was much

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Robot Monkey ArmsOn the way back to work from lunch on Friday’s, I usually listen to ‘Science Friday’ on the local NPR station. They almost always have something that my trivia & useless knowledge hungry brain finds interesting. Today proved to be no exception, for the topic was something about implanting electrodes into the brains of monkeys & training them to use the connection to control a

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"A world without Harvey Korman — it's a more serious world" - Mel BrooksI remember watching the Carol Burnett Show as a kid & laughing my tail off at the skits with Harvey Korman & Tim Conway.*sigh*Rest In Peace, Mr. Korman. Thank you for the laughter. I know you're up there giving God a good laugh.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-35081871890614469442008-05-28T07:02:00.000-07:002008-05-28T07:05:08.740-07:00

No, No, No, No...Why? Why would even a low budget company do this?Plan 9 From Outer Space to be remadeI think I'll go put my head in the oven now.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-29335648186407397782008-05-02T15:09:00.000-07:002008-05-02T15:14:47.261-07:00

10,000!I've finally reached 10,000 hits here at MLCotW!And the 10,000th hit belongs to...Amy of Bad Groove!Congratulations Amy & thank you for helping my achieve this momentous milestone, only 5 years in the making!Thanks to all of you who peek in here from time to time (even you lurkers - why don't you come out into the light?). I like knowing that there are a few people out there who take time

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#1 FanI just don't understand why I'm always getting restraining orders from celebrities. I always write them the nicest letters...Dear Yoda –Hi! How are you? I am fine. I am your #1 fan. I have been your #1 fan since I first saw you in The Empire Strikes Back (well, at that time, I was your #2 fan; Billy Jenkins in my class was #1 until his “accident” on the swing set at recess). I have

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Star Wars Interview 2Hello again, Loyal Readers!I’m pleased to bring you another interview with someone who’s been a part, in one way or another, of Star Wars history. Someone who, while not in an official Star Wars movie, made his mark in a movie nonetheless.So, without a long, drawn out introduction, ladies & gentlemen, please help me give a warm welcome to – Star Wars Kid!Me: Welcome, Star

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Star Wars InterviewGreetings, Loyal Readers!Everybody remembers a great leader. Everyone’s familiar with George Washington, Hannibal, Winston Churchill – heck, even some less illustrious leaders like Hoover get some love on PBS & the History Channel from time to time (& he doesn’t even have his face on a piece of currency). But no one ever remembers the people who helped these historical giants

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-89696168380301380442008-04-10T21:00:00.000-07:002008-04-10T21:50:38.121-07:00

Wrongful Death Civil Suit Leveled Against Solo & The Galactic AllianceCORUSCANT – The family of a traveling salesbeing & rumored smalltime bounty hunter have filed a wrongful death lawsuit against General Han Solo & the Galactic Alliance, according to court documents filed at the Central Supreme Court on Coruscant. The suit was filed earlier this week by attorney Xiabo Crex on behalf of the

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Horrific Looking Qualifying Crash at Texas MotorspeedwayHi folks. Amy from Badgroove.com again here. Just sharing an amazing video of the crash that happened today (to a rookie no less) during qualifying at Texas Motor Speedway. Wow.Click here to view video.

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40 Odd ThingsLisa tagged me and I decided to play along...over here on J's blog (this is Amy of Badgroove again...keeping you all entertained while J is learning to limbo on a cruise ship somewhere in the pacific).1. Do you like blue cheese salad dressing? Emphatically NO2. Have you ever smoked heroin? No.3. Do you own a gun? Own NO but I have shot 'em before (target practice...not at a person).4

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Return of the Idiot DriverHello MLCOTW folks. You usual host J is prancing around on a ship somewhere warm drinking nonalcoholic umbrella drinks and wearing leopard print. He trustingly left me with the keys to his kingdom so I am here to entertain you with my wit and humor. What? You have no idea who I am? It is me: Amy (from Badgroove)...the one who ocassionally leaves J snarky comments about

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He has risen!Mark 16:1-61When the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices so that they might go to anoint Jesus' body. 2Very early on the first day of the week, just after sunrise, they were on their way to the tomb 3and they asked each other, "Who will roll the stone away from the entrance of the tomb?" 4But when they looked up, they saw that the

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-44827951518008444292008-03-05T22:56:00.000-08:002008-03-05T23:02:31.472-08:00

An Idle Mind Is The Devil’s PlaygroundAnd, boy, was my mind idle when I thought this up!T’s got a class reunion coming up this summer, which she’d like me to go to; I think mainly so that she can prove to people that I’m not her imaginary husband. Not being the most social of people or very comfortable in strange places with crowds of strange people, I started thinking of a way that I could have

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Phrases I Need To Learn In SpanishWhen not dumbfounded by the antics of young Emerson or the several appearances of his mother’s whale tail, something else happened at the carwash Sunday that resulted in the epiphany found in the title of this here post.Let me give you a little non-Emerson or whale tail related background; the whole reason for going to this particular vehicle de-dirting station

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-71992970086121702332008-02-18T09:14:00.000-08:002008-02-24T09:53:03.002-08:00

We're Huge In BelgiumBehold - one of the coolest things in the world:Darth in the Sky

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-29776264033254954852008-02-13T18:24:00.000-08:002008-02-11T21:26:25.112-08:00

Meme MadnessAmy sent this to me &, as she answered “Jay” to question #24 (“Who is least likely to respond?”), I decided that I’d not only prove her wrong, but I’d also show her up by stealing the questions & turning them into a meme post. Because I’m original like that, yo!The 2008 Edition of Getting to Know Your Friends1. What is your occupation? Shipping Wage Monkey.2. What color are your

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4 ThingsT sent these questions to me in an email a few days ago. I answered the questions & then replied to everyone that she’d sent it to, which explains the weird looks & hushed tones at church on Sunday. Anyway…4 ThingsA) Four jobs I have had in my life: 1. Wage Monkey 2. Box boy at Stater Bros grocery store (for a whole two weeks - apparently, speed & the ability to find your way

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-41261369779252933592008-02-11T21:10:00.001-08:002008-02-11T21:10:49.176-08:00

Super Happy Fun Day!Today is Foundation Day in Japan.Tiny women’s undergarments for everyone!

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-2832654912928838692008-02-11T20:59:00.002-08:002008-02-11T21:08:47.609-08:00

The Answer!For those two of you who played the “Name That Fib” game that I posted a couple weeks ago – all 2 of you (3, if you count The Boy, who played offline), here’s the answers to my list of interesting facts about me - & the one fib:1. I’ve been in a music video. – True; I was in the video for Great White’s “Call It Rock & Roll!” OK, I was technically there when it was filmed & the camera

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-75402524741089888122008-02-11T20:01:00.000-08:002008-02-11T21:12:25.318-08:00

EmersonYesterday, whilst washing my car at the Orange Empire Car Wash, a very nice & none too cheap carwash, The Boy & I had the pleasure of meeting 1 ½ year old Emerson & his mother, a so-so attractive woman in her 30’s who drove some fancy-schmancy, $35,000+ SUV.Of course, by “pleasure,” I mean “unmitigated, slack-jawed horror.”Now, don’t get me wrong. Emerson seemed to be an average 1 ½ child

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-55012732499468460352008-01-25T18:29:00.000-08:002008-01-25T18:37:32.006-08:00

Tag! I’m It!1/23/08Amy tagged me with this meme & I figured, since I’ve been a flake about responding to tags for the past, oh, 3 years or so, I’d play along. Except that I won’t be tagging 5 people to carry this on, as the only two bloggers that I know have already done (or might do) this anyway. So, without further ado, here we go:10 Things That I’ve Done That No One Else Has…At Least That I

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-10795617972689056992008-01-23T14:52:00.000-08:002008-01-25T18:25:18.316-08:00

The One Eyed Man In The Land Of The BlindI’ve just started my second semester in school.What? I never told you? Yup, I’ve gone back to school to get me some learnin’ & a proper ejumacation.Anyway, last semester, being my first time back in 10 years, I took one class – Speech. I find it funny that I’m working toward a Bachelor’s degree in Computer Programming so that I don’t have to deal with

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-2572044744690748922008-01-14T10:34:00.000-08:002008-01-15T22:38:30.130-08:00

I’m Not Listening!*fingers two knuckles deep in ears* LALALALALALALALAAAAAAA…Anyone who knows my movie watching habits knows that A) I don’t see a lot of (good) movies & B) I generally don’t care if someone tells me the whole plot (including ending) of a movie. By the time I see the movie, I’ve pretty much forgotten what I was told about it or have read about it online. Heck, I looked up &

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-27261094411046912212008-01-09T18:18:00.000-08:002008-01-09T20:43:24.615-08:00

Machinehead: The AftermathMy quest for a machine-like physique is off to a painful start. I can barely lift my arms. My back is sending death threats to the rest of my body. My thighs feel like a gang of midgets went all “A Clockwork Orange” on them. Just making my eyes water sends spasms of pain throughout my body. I almost made it through the inaugural “Turn Jay Into A Machine”

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-32749428221677607662008-01-08T19:36:00.000-08:002008-01-08T19:41:06.669-08:00

MachineheadOne of my silent resolutions this year is to get back to the gym. It's been a few months since I've gone on a routine basis &, hey, I'm paying for it whether I go or not, so...Anyway, one of the reasons that I've slacked off on going (besides my inherent laziness & aversion to undue pain) is that I felt like I'd been spinning my wheels as far as working out went. I started out trying

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-51976149464424057382008-01-04T22:00:00.000-08:002008-01-04T22:05:42.326-08:00

Insert Witty Title Here Was that an actual tumbleweed that just rolled past? I mean, it hasn’t been that long since I posted, has it? It’s only November, after all. What’s that? January? 2008? Are you sure? Jumpin’ Judas on a pogo stick! How long have I been gone? Lessee – what’s happened since November 12th? Hmm…well, we had one of T’s friends spend about a week with us &

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-42360469243773056232007-11-12T23:14:00.000-08:002007-11-12T23:27:58.108-08:00

My MP3 Player Is Having A CrisisThe following is a transcript of a talk I had with my MP3 player, Thing_2, this morning:Me: Good morning, Thing.Thing: Is This It? (1)Me: Uh...what do you mean?Thing: Stand By Me (2)Me: Um...OK. Sure.Thing: You Wear It Well (3)Me: Why, thank you. I just got this shirt last weekend.Thing: I'll Stand By You (4)Me: That's awfully nice of you.Thing: Goodbye Stranger

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-1154009646460104242007-11-11T21:30:00.001-08:002007-11-11T21:36:11.902-08:00

Check It Out!Waaaaaay back in March, I set up my own B-Movie site, Películas Peculiares (Spanish for "peculiar movies"). It's not much (the first two reviews are from here), but it's a start. To commemorate the grand unveiling, I've actually put up a new, never before seen review. Hopefully, I'll shake the dust off of some of the dozen or so reviews in various stages of completion & post them

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-43646260094825154052007-11-06T19:25:00.000-08:002007-11-06T19:35:47.670-08:00

Because I'm Flaky Like That, Yo!I saw the MI:5 thing over at Amy's about a zillion years ago & signed up to join in the weekly fun.Since then, I've done one. I think.So, in an attempt to shake off some of my flaky crust, I've decided not only to participate in this week's (lucky you!), but to also try to catch up with a few of the previous weeks questions. So, for your reading enjoyment, here

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Lessons Learned"Exactly how 'roughing it' is this trip going to be?" asked T one night."It'll be fine. It'll be an adventure! I mean, what could possibly happen?" I replied.Lesson Learned #1: Never, ever ask that question.The trip to our campsite, located just outside of Independence, CA (Population: 534), was a pleasant, uneventful trip. We caravanned up with another couple & their daughter &

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-5847037500008717822007-10-10T20:53:00.000-07:002007-10-10T20:59:02.493-07:00

Silly ThingsI keep staring at the monitor, but nothing happens. Maybe if I try looking intently at the keyboard…Nope. Nothing.Why was I blessed with such incredibly good looks instead of telekinesis? Why couldn’t I have both, maybe with a bit of independent wealth thrown into the mix? Oh well. Can’t have it all, I suppose.Guess I’ll have to use my fingers instead.The other day, I was talking

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-45650651757548836052007-10-08T22:19:00.000-07:002007-10-08T22:26:59.834-07:00

Per RequestNote: I wrote this last Friday. The contents of my pockets have changed a bit, but I wasn't about to rewrite this whole thing, so...*yaaaaaawn**streeeeeetch*Wow...this place got dusty. Look at all the cobwebs. Kind of gives it a little seasonal ambiance, I think.Anyway, Amy is apparently starved for some good quality entertainment & requested that I write something - anything. Even

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-79687882515488383952007-07-26T20:34:00.000-07:002007-07-26T20:38:43.541-07:00

Maybe I Should Lay Off The CaffeineI frequently think of things &, sometimes, blurt them out, like I have some uncontrollable need to purge the words & thoughts from my body, lest I combust. Since I don't drink, I chalk it up to Tourette's Syndrome, which does give me a free ticket to swear, if I so choose.Anyway, since I'm feeling that compulsion again (to blurt out weird thoughts, not swear) (

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-77945069721066822322007-07-11T22:18:00.000-07:002007-07-11T22:43:54.542-07:00

Mini-Review: RatatouilleHey, here's something I haven't done in awhile...No, not updating my site. Shut up.I mean a review of a recently viewed, currently-in-the-theatre movie. In this case, the latest offering from our friends at Pixar, Ratatouille.In my usual fashion, I'll start with the couple trailers that I can remember off the top of my head. First up - Underdog, yet another in a long line

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Happy Anniversary #3T & I decided that we didn't want to spend money on cards for our anniversary, & she instead to write her a poem. Unfortunately, she's never seen my attempts at making words rhyme. It's not a pretty sight. And I'm not kidding. Apparently, being a distant cousin to Longfellow (no, really, I am!) doesn't automatically make one good at writing prose. So, in an effort to schmooze

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-66462956206713753802007-04-06T06:42:00.000-07:002007-04-24T22:30:45.172-07:00

ThirteenI've known you since the moment you were born. I watched you take your first steps. Heard you say your first words. I've seen you at your lowpoints & have seen you soar to great heights. I've watched you, with a mixture of wonder, curiousity & pride, as you've explored your world. And now - I've seen you cross the threshold into becoming a young man.I'm watching you take your first steps

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The Curse Of An Overactive ImaginationHave you ever been walking down to the laundry room or the mailbox or taking out the trash & thought to yourself "If there were zombies coming across the park, what would I do?"Do you find yourself going into an indepth comparison of the footspeed & stairclimbing abilities of a Romero-esque zombie versus a '28 Days Later' type?Do you then find yourself

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-85525346765397111612007-03-22T22:22:00.000-07:002007-03-22T22:37:21.446-07:00

Hey, It's A Workout Story That Doesn't Involve Nekkid Old Men!Ed. Note: It occurred to me that more people might find my stories amusing if I - oh, I dunno - actually posted 'em after writing 'em. It's just a thought. I have no proof that my stories are any more or less funny if I post them or not.The town that I work & go to the gym in is small by comparison to, say, LA or New York. Since The

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-13767978115571569012007-03-05T07:34:00.000-08:002007-03-05T07:39:58.259-08:00

Oh. My. Word.It's like someone reached into my mind & pulled out my worst nightmare:Nudists sweat it out at Dutch gym

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-59682400918450828582007-02-23T09:45:00.000-08:002007-02-23T21:50:40.522-08:00

The Sick Day MI:5I kept seeing these 'MI:5' memes over at Amy's place. Being the curious sort, I asked her what this was all about & was informed that the memes are filled out by a group of bloggers every weeks (Hi everyone!). Each week, someone's tagged with coming up with some themed questions, sends them out to the others & tags someone else to take the next week. (That last part may be a

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-6148914284521637202007-02-14T22:09:00.000-08:002007-02-14T22:17:49.999-08:00

V-DayIt's Valentine's Day once again. Yay.As I've been going about the past few days, trying to ignore the barrage of signs & commercials telling me that I just have to go spend a bundle to show my wife how much I love her (which is something that I should do, & I do, all year long) with expensive jewelry & flowers & whatnot, I think back to my school days. Ah yes, spending the night before

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-89650274716612593392007-02-08T21:12:00.000-08:002007-02-05T22:19:15.415-08:00

Just Because...Just because, Beautiful. I love you.Sometimes it amazes meHow strong the power of love can beSometimes you just take my breath awayYou watch my love grow like a childSometimes gentle and sometimes wildSometimes you just take my breath awayAnd it's too good to slip byToo good to loseToo good to be thereJust to useI'm gonna stand on a mountain topAnd tell the newsThat you take my

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-88183926286203690972007-02-05T22:15:00.000-08:002007-02-05T22:19:15.610-08:00

Heroes, Week TwelveOMYGOSHWASTHATNOTTHECOOLESTSHOWEVER?ICAN'TBELIEVETHATCLAIRE'SDADISREALLY -*ahem*Yes, it was quite entertaining. Please excuse me while I go clean the geek drool off my face.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-90966602622520688252007-01-25T22:52:00.000-08:002007-01-25T22:58:46.230-08:00

Things That Are Smarter Than The Idiots People I Deal With On A Daily BasisDryer lintTiny rocksBread crustMy socksSnotTwist tiesZip-Lock sandwich bagsFingernail clippings

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-9825339682780422132007-01-16T22:15:00.000-08:002007-01-16T22:28:28.742-08:00

Apple Cheddar Cheese Spread[Note: This marks the first time that I actually had a sucker patsy witness to a bad food tasting, which, given the nasty schtuff that I've eaten in the past, may be a good thing, just in case one of these things turns out to be lethal.]This lovely little entry into the Pantry of Horrors came to assault my tastebuds quite by accident. Y'know, as opposed to me actually

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-2489257483976420702007-01-15T21:04:00.000-08:002007-01-15T21:09:59.936-08:00

HughWith the arrival of the new year, I've renewed my resolve to get back into the swing of working out. So far, I've made it back about three times, with two of those times being this past week. Since I started back in October, I've mentioned several of the psyche-scarring sights that I've been subjected to in the mens locker-room, most of them involving naked, hairy men.*shudder*A few nights

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-77831691863020508212007-01-07T08:27:00.000-08:002007-01-07T08:47:38.989-08:00

Jabootu 3.0As promised many months ago, the Supreme Potentate of Jabootu, Ken Begg, has brought himself out of his mini hiatus & given us Jabootu - the Bad Movie Dimension - or Jabootu V.3. (...and there was much rejoicing. Yay...)If your movie tastes run along the same lines as mine (ie horribly bad & extra cheese), go now & check out the new digs. Look around. Sit a spell. You'll be glad

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-18148983471509973692007-01-04T23:23:00.000-08:002007-01-16T22:12:41.438-08:00

The Year That WasWow...it's 2007 already? That was fast. It seems like ever year, the calendar companies take a few days off of the calendar here & there. Just look at February - you can't tell me that it originally started out with 28 days. I smell a conspiracy here between the calendar makers & Hallmark to gradually get rid of every month except December in an attempt to get people to buy

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-50277608295213322432006-12-27T21:22:00.000-08:002006-12-27T21:46:29.718-08:00

Idle Hands, Etc...Before I get too far into this, I'd like to give a big thanks to the fair & lovely Amy of Badgroove for watching over the place. My apologies for the tardiness of the kudos, Amy. You're aces!I was looking through the junk that I tranferred over to the new computer (about six months ago - I'm nothing if not a procrastinator) & found the following works of art, commissioned

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This is not J..and no I do not play him on TV. This is Amy...and I play Amy on badgroove.com. I promised to help keep J's little corner of the web warm until he gets back from his annual thankmas festivities. I have to tell you all of an experience...I had to use the restroom at work. And now that I am in a large high volume building I decided to use the restroom at the opposite end of where I

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Look! Up In The Sky!It's a bird! It's a plane! It's...wait. It is a plane. And we're going to be on it.That's right, Loyal Readers, it's time once again for Thanksmas. And because of that, T & I are catching a redeye out of Dodge tonight. But don't you worry, never fear! We'll be back soon & I'm sure that I'll have all sorts of tales of fun & frivolity to regale you with. Yes, all two of

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Let's Give The Man A Handle!A few weeks ago, the outside door handle on T's clowncar broke off. Just snapped, right in her hand. So, her being her, she promptly set about locating a replacement piece, finding out the hard way that finding parts for discontinued, non-classic variety cars is quite the task. She finally found one online & within a few days we had in our hot l'il hands a brand

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Not To Worry!If you're coming here for your weekly Heroes ramblings & are simply beside yourself with grief over the fact that your usual Wednesday fix isn't here, fret not, Loyal Reader! I was sick yesterday, so the weekly meeting of the Tuesday Morning Heroes Club was postponed & then today, my employer actually wanted me to work on schtuff.I know! I could hardly believe it myself!Anyway,

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-59996770611716822032006-11-08T22:45:00.000-08:002006-11-08T23:04:50.295-08:00

"Do Not Drive, Operate Heavy Machinery Or Vote After Taking This Medication"It may have been the copius amounts of codeine that I'd ingested over the course of the day in a vain attempt to stop my brains from liquefying & running out of my nose, but I voted for Richard 'Dick' Mountjoy for some office last night......just because his name made me giggle.Ladies & Gentlemen, this is the reason that

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-38590533001574264202006-11-08T13:38:00.000-08:002006-11-08T22:58:29.784-08:00

One To PonderSo, when you blow your nose & blood starts coming out, does that mean you've finally, thankfully run out of snot?Just wondering.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-90202909282340444752006-11-01T20:53:00.000-08:002006-11-01T21:50:28.110-08:00

Heroes, Week SixSpoilers, spoilers, blah, blah, blah...HighlightsLast week's episode showed the heroes all starting to come together. This week, they seemed to be drifting apart again.Hiro & Peter finally talk (with Ando acting as translator). Peter informs him that FN Hiro came to him with the message "Save the Cheerleader, save the world," which seems to have the same affect on Hiro that it did

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-32562672701160469072006-10-30T20:31:00.000-08:002006-10-30T20:33:14.332-08:00

Why I Have The Bestest Wife In The UniverseEight little words: Handmade Jedi cloak & Grant Lee Phillips tickets.Yeah. She so rocks!You're the ab-so-lute best, Beautiful!

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-39752552701548230952006-10-27T15:35:00.000-07:002006-10-27T21:20:47.216-07:00

Here We Go AgainThe shadows are turning blue & the sunlight's being filtered through smoke, turning the light a weird orange hue & making it look like sunset all day long.Yep, we've got us another big fire, this time about 20 miles to the southeast of us in Cabazon. It's close enough to be able to see at night. The sound of air tankers going over & the smell of smoke in the air conjure up images

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-65081124062004642542006-10-27T14:17:00.000-07:002006-10-27T21:18:50.025-07:00

Ow, Ow, Ow, Owie, Ow, OwAll morning long my brain has been fighting with my left eye, in an apparent attempt to pop the eye out & escape through the socket.Ouch!Now it's trying to escape out the back of my skull using a jackhammer.Stupid brain...

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-84760309883697783032006-10-25T22:49:00.000-07:002006-10-25T23:02:24.579-07:00

My Super Power ListBeing the geek that I am (not to be confused with being a ‘dork’ or a ‘dweeb’ or even [shudder] a ‘nerd’), I’ve been trying to figure out what my super power is. So, I’ve made a list of super powers that I don’t have & a list of ones that I do. First up, the powers that I’m lacking:Super speedFlightSuperhuman strengthThe ability to make my work complete itself just by staring

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-86009931403891666102006-10-25T22:27:00.000-07:002006-10-25T22:49:27.853-07:00

Heroes, Week FiveObligatory spoiler alert *** Obligatory spoiler alert *** Obligatory spoiler alertHighlightsI actually took notes while watching this episode, instead of relying on my memory to write this. I found this to be a big mistake, as A) I’m a horrible note taker & B) I suck at following the crappy notes that I do take. So, this week’s Highlights section will be less of a blow-by-blow,

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-68065113009645975452006-10-23T23:12:00.000-07:002006-10-24T21:14:13.808-07:00

Intervention, Please*sigh*I finally did it. As much as I tried not to.I registered with the Heroes board at NBC.com. Look here for Kyokugaisha, defending the honor of Iron Man.Yeah...I'm a geek.

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-24024226848429332652006-10-19T20:17:00.000-07:002006-10-19T22:20:42.650-07:00

Useless Information*Note: this was typed up before working out (see previous post), hence the complete words, proper spelling & use of capital lettersLittle things I've learned over the years (usually involving fire or pain):Cat litter is combustibleTrying to recharge a 9-volt battery by touching the terminals to a lamp plug with bare wires & plugging it in to the wall doesn't work (it's also how

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-61776663566924077442006-10-19T20:14:00.000-07:002006-10-19T20:16:20.775-07:00

oadfkl;naaaalk;al;ksdfjkl;kaserh;i'afklnkasdvl;nkasdflnkcvklnasdfasdf;has;bvljkasdgagfl;kasdfkl;ahsdg;kljahsdglja kl;asdhg asdkl;gh asd;flkh asd;klfh asdg; adf;kla asdgl;kah sdg;'a adsklgj asdgklj asdgklaj dflk;ja aiewhpgioavd 9asdv ;lkasdvhji advglk adg khlad;klsjbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb(Translation: can't type...worked out tonight...arms not happy...threatening to team up with

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Heroes, Week FourSpoilers ahoy!HighlightsThe episode as a whole was fairly well done. The opening with Matt the PsiCop (possibly my least favorite character on the show) in the clutches of Claire's dad (CD) & the Mystery Man (MM) was OK (although, it was a lazy way to connect Matt with Claire). The general consensus amongst some people I've talked to & the forums is that MM is not Sylar, but

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Treinta y CincoMy birthday weekend:Drive, drive, drive, brake, brake, brake, curse under breath, brake, curse under breath, drive, drive, miss the entrance to Knott's Berry Farm, curse under breath, drive, drive, drive, pass parking lot on the back-forty, drive, find entrance to Knott's, miss picnic area parking, curse under breath, drive, park in the back-forty parking, curse under breath, walk,

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Jay: It's pretty clear to me that you aren't being honest with your ...obsessions... when you write your fan mail, otherwise why would Amy and I continue to receive your cease and desist letters in our mailboxes? Get with the program, Jay - he's just not into you. ~ETSDear Jay:According to the many restraining orders I've lodged against you over the length of our indirect acquaintance, I see

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-47324966947681833952006-10-14T03:43:00.000-07:002006-10-18T21:47:30.201-07:00

Jay- this better be the last email I get for you in my PO BOX or I will change boxes. These are definitely creepy. - AmyDearest Jay- It had been awhile since I had received a letter from you...I was starting to worry about your welfare since you were writing me so regularly there for awhile that it started to creep me out just a little. It scared me just a little when you told me that you

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-11387520170361382902006-10-14T03:31:00.000-07:002006-10-18T21:49:03.148-07:00

Jay- looks like you used my PO BOX again didn't you? Please stop. I hate getting your mail. It gives me the creeps. - AmyJAY- You ARE crazy. Why would I get you a birthday present. I will NOT appear in an apparition like I did to Anakin. You would not warrant such an action. The lightsaber you claim I left for you last year? It is not genuine. If it were it would not have that little gold Made

Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451241292830680979noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499812.post-61672988527845915082006-10-10T21:26:00.000-07:002006-10-18T21:41:39.769-07:00

Heroes OK, I've watched the new show Heroes for three weeks now. And I've got some questions, gripes & theories. (For those of you who haven't watched the episodes I'm going to reference - or the show at all - spoilers follow. Ye've been warned, matey!) First - in the second episode, Matt the psychic cop finds the little girl because he can hear her thoughts. Using this new found ability, he

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My Eyes! MY EYES!!! T & I joined the gym at the local Y in an attempt to finally get to that resolution to get into shape from about 1997. I learned a hard lesson last night: whatever you do, when you're in the men's locker room, do not, I repeat, DO NOT look into the mirror while washing your hands. I didn't get a good look, but I do believe that the cop from the Village People was showering in

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TMIWhile we're on the subject of the restroom at work, here's a little snippet of a conversation overheard there last week. This is the reason for the 'No speaking while leaking rule':Co-Worker 1 (CW1) enters the lavatory, whistling, as usual. CW1 is quite the scofflaw when it comes to the bathroom rules.Co-Worker 2 (CW2) enters shortly after, having to use the stall next to me to conduct his

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Fermenting Asparagus This morning, I walked into the nastier of the two men's rooms here at work. Unfortunately, someone was preparing the place for my arrival. Apparently, this involves fermenting asparagus, because that's the only thing I can think of that could've made the stench that assaulted my nostrils when I entered. It didn't smell like, y'know...stuff. Nothing inside of the human body,

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Note To Pedestrians Dear Joggers, Dog Walkers, Baby Stroller Pushers & that guy that does that queer looking speed walking in short shorts that I unfortunately see every morning on the way to work - I don't drive on the sidewalk; please quit walking in the street. Morons. -J

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Torque Wrenches & TV Dinners Have I ever told you how much I hate Maul-Mart? I have? Well, sit down & listen to me anyway. Yesterday, reluctantly, T & I went to the local Maul-Mart to get tires & an oil change for the clown car (despite my pleas - OK, whines - to pleasepleasePLEEEEEASE go toTarget or Goodyear or even to the dentist for a root canal, using unsterilized, dull drills - sans

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It's In The Air I noticed something this morning as I walked out to the car, but couldn't quite put my finger on what it was exactly. There was something different. The atmosphere just seemed to have changed. Then, as I was driving in to work, it hit me - Fall is just a couple days away! Why is that cause for rejoicing? Well, just look at all the nifty schtuff to look forward to: Cooler days (

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Closet Monsters: 0, Jay: 34 T gets a kick out of the fact that I close the closet doors before going to bed, teasing me about the closet monster. The way I see it, in 34+ years, I've not been eaten by a monster & I still have both hands & feet (by not hanging them over the edge of the bed), so I must be doing something right.

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OK, Allow Me To Explain A little history behind the previous post. I had some time to kill yesterday morning, so I stopped by the local Starbucks (& by local, I mean one of the 40 trillion located in a two mile radius of my office) & purchased a pumpkin spice latte (yes, I said 'pumpkin spice latte'; do you have something to say about it? I didn't think so). The drone behind the couter asked

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My Name Is Jay. I Am Athletically ChallengedLast night, T & I were watching Jeopardy! (No, I'm not excited about watching the show. That's just the way they spell it. Yes, with the '!'). It's a well known fact that I'm a vault of completely worthless information, making Jeopardy! my game. That is, until they break out the sports categories. Which is just what they did last night.One of the

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Welcome To My NightmareEven though I have a birthday coming up rather soon (& I'm having a little bit of trouble grasping the fact that I'm going to be mid-30somethingish), I don't feel like I'm really getting 'older'. Though my body has been starting a revolution against me in response to years of mass pizza, cheeseburger & hot sauce consumption, my mind still feels young. All in all, I feel

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2-Ply Quilted Vengeance Yet another story from my childhood. Enjoy! Waaaay back when I was in 7th grade, my best friend lived in a fairly rural part of Riverside County. Unfortunately, so did a bunch of girls from our class. Now, one might think that having cute girls living nearby would be a plus in the eyes of two adolescent boys. One would be wrong, for these girls were of the annoying,

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Morning Conversation Her: I had the weirdest dream last night with you in it. Me: Really? What about? Was I fighting aliens with a big gun? Her: Um, no. I was being punished. Me: Uh, OK...great. What were you being punished for? Her: I'd gotten my third citation for speeding & had to wear some kind of piece of metal in my mouth. Me: For speeding? It must've been a dream. I mean, I could

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The Coolest Kid On The Block Growing up, I was the oldest kid on the block. And one of the biggest. I was also an incredibly slow runner, which the smaller kids exploited by mouthing off to me while just out of arm's reach. What they never caught on to was that I was also one of the most patient kids with the longest memory for betrayal & would wait until they forgot about their treasonous act

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The Secret's Out... A week or so ago, one T's friends called to ask a question. Specifically, a Star Wars question. Which, of course, I was able to answer without even consciously thinking about it. If you're a geek & you know it, clap your hands! CLAP CLAP

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