The Wayward Cynic

I seem to be at another crossroads, lifewise, and of course that justifies another rambling post here. I’m fast approaching my departure date from good old 499 South, finally, ready to move into an apartment closer to downtown B-lo, possibly in the Elmwood area (if that means anything to you). As I’ve told a few people, as long as it has a floor, ceiling and multiple walls, I’ll be happy for the moment. I suppose I should also require that it has enough closet space to conceal my giant bear costumes.

Hopefully, the move to my new place will also serve as impetus to finally get going with the career that’s been on the back burner for a while now: buildin’ planes. I’ve had interviews, polished my resume, and am now secure in the fact that I’ve become a professional interviewee. But how to parlay that into cash-money-ho’s? I think I’ll seek the advice of Rick Rubin, as he is both wise and wealthy.

Seriously, though, I think I’m finally at the point where I’m “ready” to get going with the next phase of my life. Spending my days mired in the funk of a wholly unsatisfying Adelphia job is making me miserable and sapping the willpower I need to move on. Spending Memorial Day speaking with people who are furious with their anti-virus software can serve as an effective eye-opener.

I took a trip to the Jones’ Estate last weekend for a toss or two of the pigskin, some exquisite bacon-wrapped steak, and some reminiscing with Danny-boy and Justin. Said reminiscing consisting mainly of PJ, Justin’s unending search for all the earth’s STD’s, and the trials and tribulations of Dan’s love life. Enlightening. Frightening. Light…ening. [insert similarly structured word most appropriate in evoking a thought-provoking response]

I’ve spoken with a bunch of you EA folk over email; good to hear all is going well despite the rapid descent into ghetto-speak and hope to see all of you come August when another of us bites the dust and ties the knot.

Until next time, always watch your back–you never know when “Smitty” is watching…

Just got back from Revenge of the Sith. It was great, its flaws notwithstanding, and I plan to see it approximately 13 more times. Here’s some video of a crazed dork wielding a lightsaber, and some theater crowd reaction:

Crazed Dork (video 4.7 MB)
Star Wars (video 40.5 MB)
The saga comes to a close… (video 32.1 MB)

(WARNING: don’t watch the last one if you haven’t seen the flick yet)

Well, the day has finally arrived. The last “opening night” for a Star Wars flick. It is sure to be a good time tonight, as Dan has insisted on dressing up like a Jedi with lightsaber. I’ll be sure to get pics of this, and video of all us dorks applauding and giggling with glee as the Star Wars logo flashes on the screen. Stay tuned…

…it’s finally finished and up. The Vegas report, that is.

I’ve added a few video clips of this past Founders Day weekend at TDK. You can find it in the Media section.

Okay, I’m ridiculously tired. Bedtime. Good-bye.

I feel like a sack of ass right now. I got back from TDK’s annual Founders Day weekend and I think I may have partied a tad too much. I’ve lost my voice and bear facial scars from an ugly knifefight with a Puerto Rican gang.

Because of my “condition,” I haven’t been able to complete the Vegas report, but I did add three more parts to it, so enjoy those while I work on the rest. I’ve also uploaded all of my pics from this past weekend into the gallery, with video to come shortly. Enjoy while I go decompress.

The Vegas Report will be up late Sunday night. There’s a lot o’ stuff to write about and I’ve had a nasty case of writer’s block until recently. A quick trip to Dr. Chattahs cleared that up and I am plowing through the rest of the report.