Junk Mail

Just signed up for three months of Greendimes.com. Supposedly they will get you off of direct mail lists and they'll help you receive fewer catalogs as well. I don't know if everyone gets as much junk mail as I do, but it's totally out of hand. $10 for three a three month trial. If it works I'll consider spending $360 for the lifetime supscription.

Things ...

... to remember in 2007.

1. A choice is not a value, no matter how good it makes you feel about yourself.

2. Once you discard evidence as a requirement for proof and are willing to take things on faith, you have the capacity to believe absolutely anything.

lol omg wtf?

Wow, five months. I suppose this blogging thing just isn't for me. Lesse, five months. Got a snake, almost done building a treehouse, dems took control of the house and the senate and they're still a bunch of fucking pussies, ate at Spago, gave up caffiene for a couple weeks, got five months older. *Shrug*. Life goes on. WWIII is now really ramping up in the middle east. It's looking like I will be writing the shaders for *******, which is OK but it means that I'm going to be *****'s bitch for the next ten months. My P990i is tres cool. Siggraph poker game II was cool. Butler kicked our asses, which is sad because he had no idea that the goal of hold-em was to take all of the other people's money. Got to see The Tribe at Fenway while I was at Siggraph. Of course Ortiz hit a 3-run bomb in the bottom of the ninth to beat the Indians. Coached RC's flag football team. We finished in first in the regular season, but got knocked out in our first playoff game. I was proud of 'em. They really came together as a team. I really think that the whole ended up being more than the sum of the parts. I turned 37 in there somewhere.

And zoooooooom, a month goes by. Everyone's out of town for three weeks at the inlaws, so I'm going to be pretty bored in my empty house. Siggraph's coming up, so I will at least get to go out of town myself for a week. Have the Second Annual Siggraph poker game. Catch up with everyone from all the other F/X companies.

In other news, it turns out that I won't be writing the shaders for ****, which is kind of a relief. And World War Three seems to be really getting going now in the Middle East, which is kind of worrisome.

Well, the smartphone that I lost should be covered by the computer rider on my homeowners insurace, so I got that going for me. If they pay me what retail is, it should be enough for me to just go ahead and get a P990. Yay!

In work related news, I'm going to be writing the **** shaders for ****. It's a cool character, but the reference is kind of scary, like **** from **** but 10 times harder. We have soooo much to to and no time to do it. Typical. I'm glad that I'm the shading lead. It's nice to have a say in things. Hopefully I can transition right from this into a CG supe position somewhere. GW has been making noise about coming back to ****, but **** would have to convince ****. I'm not sure the wife would go for it. It wouldn't be until after **** is over, so I have plenty of time to think about it.

No more

Well, another year of baseball has come and gone. Lost our playoff game today 4 to 2. It was very close, came down to 2 plays. It really could have gone either way. Hopefully RJ will want to play again next year.

Noooooooooooo

I didn't lose my life. I didn't lose my job. I did lose my smartphone. I am totally despondent. It is synched to my laptop so I won't lose too much data, but still, it hurts. To add insult to injury, the P910 has been discontinued, and the P990 release keeps getting pushed. What the fuck do I do? Grrrrr.

And another thing

"Kenny Boy" Lay and Jeff Skilling are both going to federal pound-me-in-the-ass prison. Fucking-a. Sometimes there is justice in the world. I got my fingers crossed for my boy Fitzgerald to start putting Rove, Libby, Cheney, et al motherfuckers in jail soon.

Shoes

So, it's just pissing down rain on Monday. So I did what I always do, put on all my gear, then put on all my rain gear and ride to work. The only problem was, on Monday I forgot to put my tennis shoes in my bag. I get to work, no shoes. Fuck. It wasn't too bad. What's one day with no shoes? Luckily I didnt' have to go anywhere. No dailies, no screenings, no meetings.

Yesterday. I'm doing my morning routine. Made sure I grabbed my shoes out of the closet. Ride to work. Get out my shoes. One right shoe. Another right shoe. Sigh. It hasn't been a good week for shoes. I got 'em both today though. Yee haw motherfucker.

NOLAJF

Was at Jazz Fest in New Orleans last weekend. Saw Jimmy Buffett on Saturday and Paul Simon on Sunday. Buffett was awesome. Great show. Simon phoned it in. He had no energy. Maybe that's what he's like live now. Saw Anders Osbourne on Friday in a room that couldn't have been more than 25x25. There had to have been 150 people in there. Met S and M and their friends J and D. Did a little parying on Bourbon street on Saturday. Got Beingnets at Cafe du Monde of course. The food in NOLA is unprecidented. It was pretty amazing that there was a Jazz Fest at all considering how fucked up the city still is. Half crushed cars, uprooted trees, collapsed houses and mounds of trash everywhere. I think that a good time was had by all and I really hope that we get back next year.

Satch

Saw Satriani and Eric Johnson last night at The Grove in Anaheim. Wow. EJ played for about an hour, and then Satch played for over two and a half hours. It was, in a word, awesome.

OMGSTFU!

Tuesday: Little Leage game.
Wednesday: Laker game with kid #2, Batting cages.
Thursday: Work basketball game and Buffet concert with wife and kids.
Friday: Another Little League game.
Saturday: Adult birthday party.

Somewhere in there I have to fit in 60 hours of work. Fucking hell, I just got back from Mexico and I already need another vacation.

Alive

Yes, I am alive. Not that there's anyone reading this to wonder if I am or not. The day I got back from 8 days away from work (and instantaneous access to this blog) I got put on yet another fucking firedrill at work so instead of being on a relaxing 8 hour a day schedule, I'm back in the crunch. Fuckers. Between that and trying to bootstrap the Unreal Tournament clan that I started with a couple other guys and trying to set up a web server on my home PC so that East Coast family can log in and look at pix of the kids and actually finding time to manage my little league team and playing the occasional game of Assault, I'm a little busy. Should be a relaxing summer tho. We'll see.

Fitz

My man Fitz is supposedly wrapping up and is also rumored to be preparing indictments against Headly and Rove. Woo hoo. You can read about it here.

Fitzgerald Will Seek New White House Indictments

Busy

That's what I am. I'm trying really hard to get my shots finalled by Wednesday, even though I'm supposed to be done on Thrursday. I've got a little league game and Lakers-Spurs Tickets for Thursday, the last thing I need is to be at work all night pixel fucking my last shot to death. Plus Friday I'm supposed to get on a plane to Mexico. Man I'm busy as fuck this week.

Last.

Last. Saturady. At. Work. On. This. Show.

I can taste the margaritas .... Cancun in 6 days.

Hello?

When are people going to wake the fuck up to what's going on in this country? It baffles me.

In other news. My little leaguers won their second game, unfortunately that means that they improve to 2 and 8. I really think they've turned a corner. Unfortunately, we play the number one team this weekend. So it's straight into the deep end for my guys.

I'm trying to teach Pandora to play country music, but only funny, upbeat country music, like Brad Paisley, or Jimmy Buffett (I fucking know Buffet isn't country music, call Pandora.com and tell them). It's not working out too well, and now I feel depressed.

Going to Joe Satriani and Eric Johnson at The Grove in Anaheim. Fucking A. I can't wait.

Waiver

If you want to become a Scientologist, you have to sign a release.

Scientology Waiver

Those people are fucking crazy, and that, gentle reader, is from first hand experience. One fine day I shall regail you all with that fascinating tale of Religions and ISPs, but not today. Certainly not with ten days left until the show I'm on is supposed to be done.

Oil

So, the big five oil companies made a $115 billion, thats billion, with a b, dollar profit last year. Profit. As in revenue minus costs. Of course that means OPEC probably made the same amount of profit. The oil companies are only middlemen after all. What is OPEC doing with all that money? Buying the west, of course. All the state-run conglomerates in places like Dubai and Saudi Arabia are gobbling up companies around the world, from Korea to the US, as fast as they can.
You think the right wing is offensive? Wait until Saudi Arabia owns most of the US, and we all get to switch to Wahabbism. We're in big trouble here. I don't think, fuck, I know most people don't even realize it. Why? Because the US has turned into a nation of fat, stupid fundamentalist christians. I am so done with the US. It breaks my heart, but I really think more and more about leaving the country. The problem is, I think more and more that leaving isn't going to make any difference in the long run.
In other news, we won our basketball game today to improve to 2-1 ... so that's something. Now if my little leaguers could just turn the corner, I really think that they could start winning some games. We'll see tomorrow.

Stretch

Another. Saturday. At. Work.

It's really not too bad. Considering it's the last two weeks of the show, I'm not doing seven day weeks and I'm still only working 50-60 hour weeks. I can leave for baseball games. I've had much, much worse.