Thoughts for April 28, 2005
So I've had some coffee and got in some good study time this morning and once again I find myself at work.
Here are the thoughts for today:
1. Cal Ripkin Jr, was a great ball player despite all of the losing seasons in Baltimore. He was a gem of a player and is from what I hear a really nice guy...and all of this without steroids...nuff said.
2. "Lost" is actually a pretty decent show, although it is hard to tell since the only thing I've seen of it is a one hour montage of everything that has happened so far.....I'm officially hooked.
3. Cheezits- greatest snack cracker ever!!!! (shameless product plug)
4. Netflix! Why didn't anybody think of this sooner??? (Shameless product plug #2)
5. Technology has allowed us to speak to one another at great distances...now if we could only remember how to speak to the people standing right next to us. (drop the headphones and interact with each other once in awhile people!)
Strange happenings in public transportation (hopefully in ongoing feature of MVH):
So I am waiting for a shuttle train to leave the station and I notice a gentleman get on the train. He struck me as being an ordinary fella, except he had a greasy pompadour and a red face. He had a bag with him and was dressed like any other average joe (read: t-shirt, jeans, sneakers.) He was also holding a loose piece of 81/2 x 11 paper which he preceded to move up and down in front of his face as though he were playing peek-a-boo with a baby. The train and all of it's passengers appeared to be the baby. He looked down one end of the train, moved the paper up and down in front of his face and then turned and faced foward. A second later he looked down the other end of the train car, moved the paper up and down in front of his face and then turned and faced foward. He then took a moment, facing foward, and moved the paper up and down again in front of his face. The guy did this for the duration of the train ride. Quizzical looks and small giggles abounded but nothing phased this man's bizarre peek-a-booistic stroke of David Lynchian behavior.
Quote of the day:
"I didn't throw anything, my hands are full"
Said by: Milhouse to RJ
Where: some hotel room just outside of the twin cities and outside of our minds.
Here are the thoughts for today:
1. Cal Ripkin Jr, was a great ball player despite all of the losing seasons in Baltimore. He was a gem of a player and is from what I hear a really nice guy...and all of this without steroids...nuff said.
2. "Lost" is actually a pretty decent show, although it is hard to tell since the only thing I've seen of it is a one hour montage of everything that has happened so far.....I'm officially hooked.
3. Cheezits- greatest snack cracker ever!!!! (shameless product plug)
4. Netflix! Why didn't anybody think of this sooner??? (Shameless product plug #2)
5. Technology has allowed us to speak to one another at great distances...now if we could only remember how to speak to the people standing right next to us. (drop the headphones and interact with each other once in awhile people!)
Strange happenings in public transportation (hopefully in ongoing feature of MVH):
So I am waiting for a shuttle train to leave the station and I notice a gentleman get on the train. He struck me as being an ordinary fella, except he had a greasy pompadour and a red face. He had a bag with him and was dressed like any other average joe (read: t-shirt, jeans, sneakers.) He was also holding a loose piece of 81/2 x 11 paper which he preceded to move up and down in front of his face as though he were playing peek-a-boo with a baby. The train and all of it's passengers appeared to be the baby. He looked down one end of the train, moved the paper up and down in front of his face and then turned and faced foward. A second later he looked down the other end of the train car, moved the paper up and down in front of his face and then turned and faced foward. He then took a moment, facing foward, and moved the paper up and down again in front of his face. The guy did this for the duration of the train ride. Quizzical looks and small giggles abounded but nothing phased this man's bizarre peek-a-booistic stroke of David Lynchian behavior.
Quote of the day:
"I didn't throw anything, my hands are full"
Said by: Milhouse to RJ
Where: some hotel room just outside of the twin cities and outside of our minds.
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