Still No Stuff

I’ve been wearing the same five very gym-esque outfits now since we left Poughkeepsie New York on August 2nd. The same clothes I packed. The only clothes I have. Right now I’m wearing a favorite combo of “The red Champion shorts” with “The Navy Blue Cheers T-Shirt”.
I hate this outfit.
So we went shopping the other day. [...]

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Good News / Bad News

The Good News…
Well, as previously reported we made it out here and into the apartment with no incidents to speak of. Score one for the good guys.
And…we closed on our condo yesterday. Score another one!
The Bad News
But… as it turns out — our stuff has not even left NY yet.
Yeah.
No STUFF. Everything we own is in [...]

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The Move Update +

I suck at packing for this move. Lets just leave it at that. All I really have is my office and clothes to do and I’m still dragging it out. Meanwhile, CK is a whirling dervish of activity and boxes are getting packed and stacked as if by poltergeist. It’s not the big things that [...]

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Final Fantasy – Week 17

18 weeks of obsession have ended with me finishing third in my first fantasy football league. I could have won it — the 8th seed FF virgin that started out 0-6 on the season could have knocked off everyone else but for making the fatal mistake of not dancing with the girl I brought, so [...]

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Corey Dillon Can Bite Me.

I’ve never played Fantasy Football. Never Ever. I guess it’s showing because I am 0-5 and fulfilling my prophecy that I’m the guy that allows the rest of the league not to be last.
I’ll tell you what though, the agony of being winless through 5 games and losing most of those games by less than [...]

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Ernesto

First off, here is the short version: We had a nice weekend planned. Ernesto ruined it. We lost power. I contemplated how great it was to get hit by Ernesto and not Katrina. Open source is great.
There you have it. Now for the long version because Half Life 2 Episode 1 (go figure that title [...]

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All of a sudden I’m Ken Griffey Jr.

Ok, not really.
I exaggerate to make a point. Mr. Griffey Jr., it seems to me – the casual baseball fan – that you are injured as much as Samuel L. Jackson in that piece of dreck, Unbreakable. You seem brittle and made of glass. Perhaps it’s fairer to say that you are a fine but [...]

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