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it’s been an interesting couple of days, on saturday i celebrated my 37th birthday and on monday i came home to realise that someone had broken into my house. i’m not quite at the anger stage yet. in all honesty, i’m not sure i’m going to get there. i’m just glad that no one was home or maybe that might have dissuaded them.

it was very methodical but strange robbery, they took the obvious stuff, like the laptops and ipods and the wii, but the keyboards, mice, iphone dock, usb hub, airport express, taking the time to looking for the wiimotes and the games, and turning off the a/c completely baffles me. there is a sense of violation but i feel oddly detached at the moment, i keep thinking it’s just stuff and we’ve got pretty good insurance, not because the electronics in the house but because we’ve got close to 1500 books. electronics can be replaced, signed douglas adams books cannot. i’m taking the morning off to deal with the insurance and alarm people. i’m making an itemised list of the stuff we’re missing and i have to make a couple calls to track down the serial numbers.

i keep wondering if i should be feeling something else besides relief and this absolute calm. i can’t say that i’ve ever been burgled before so there’s no reference. all in all i’m really that upset, it’s inconvenient that i’m using the child’s keyboard and mouse. it’s inconvenient that i’m sharing the desktop with victoria but i’m glad we had a backup of her machine so she can use my machine without any hiccups. speaking of which, based on the last time machine backup, i have a pretty good idea when they broke into the house and i passed that info onto the police. the officer was very nice but pointed out it looked professional. there were no fingerprints and they took high ticket items that were portable, they obviously knew what they were doing.

actually help some other people out. moustache may has come and gone and not one person has contributed to my fund-a-stache, although, it should be said it didn’t do much to promote it. i was busy, i had a lot to do, blah, blah, blah. now it’s the beginning of july, i’m issuing a challenge – i will trim a portion of the ‘stache off for every $100 raised so that by the time i’m close to $500 goal i will be left with a ‘chaplin,’ now who wouldn’t pay to see that. conversely you can donate to ensure that the ‘chaplin’ doesn’t ever happen. ask captain planet used to say, the choice is yours. and to add to the challenge i’m willing to do stupid ‘stache tricks to ensure that i reach the goal, donate and leave a message with your request.

cough up the monies here to support the galaxy star drug awareness program.

music to make love to

June 26, 2008 — 1 Comment

carlin is dead and it saddens me. he was one of my favorite comics and while i think ‘seven words…’ was groundbreaking, there are bits i love more. i think my love of carlin’s work comes from his ability with words. he was brilliant and will be missed.

while vic and i were dating, we spent the night at a friend’s house and i’d brought the freshly minted, at that time, complaints and grievances cd. we had been listening to it in the car and brought it to finish listening to before we went to sleep. all i have to add to this story is that laughing hysterically doesn’t hurt when you’re getting frisky. i honestly think if you can’t laugh during sex, then what’s the point.

we can has kitten

June 19, 2008 — 2 Comments

i am and have always been a cat person. i’d rather have their aloof attitude than the pandering acceptance of dogs any day but between having an apartment with carpet and vic allergies it never really came up until now, after our last mouse incident, we decided it was time to get a cat.

we realised that most of vic’s recent interactions with felines had not left her snotty and swollen so we decided to give a short hair cat a try and with most things our new kitten fell into our lap. a co-worker had a stray deposit her litter in her crawl space, presenting us with an opportunity.

so without further ado, i present ‘Orion,’ so named by the boychick for the orange tabby in the original MiB movie, although i think our kitten is cuter.

Orion - MGM Impression

Vacation Photos

June 8, 2008 — Leave a comment


I have returned from a week in the wilds of northern michigan and i have proof.

yesterday marked the beginning of moustache may and that signaled the end of six months of beard growth. yeah, i hadn’t shaved since whiskerino began, it was kind of nice. anyway this year moustache may has partnered with fund-a-stache, which allows participants to raise money for the charity of their choice.  i’m raising money for galaxy star drug awareness program, i’m not asking for much, i’m just trying to raise $500 in the next six months. click on the fund-a-stache link to donate.

oh yeah, here’s yesterday’s picture
day one
would pay to see me keep it or would you pay to see me lose it?

i’ve never been big on team sports because fundamentally i’m not a people person. i was also the fat kid for a while so i didn’t get picked for shit. at the onset of puberty i got tall and thin but i’d already been burned so i took up distance running and i like it. you kept your own counsel and you were entirely motivated and driven by yourself. i like it so much i ran and 5k and 10k races, the one thing they don’t tell you about road running is how much it destroys your knees. and that when i stopped besides this long before the ipod when sony walkmen was still ridiculously expensive and the only thing accompanying your run was the sound of your own laboured breathing. this weekend was the country music half and full marathon and i’m seriously considering participating next year. i don’t have anywhere near the body i had in my late teens and early twenties and my knees are likely to hate me for months after, but i’ve never done a half marathon and i don’t have to run all 13 miles. we’ll see.

when i first started this post i was planning on talking about the sports that i watch on television and some how got sidetracked. i am first and foremost a formula one fan. forget nascar, forget irl, this is a good as it gets in motor-racing. i get up early or stay up late to watch races and qualifying, i’ve stuck by my team through thick and thin although during my current fandom, my team has done pretty well. there are two comparisons i like to draw between formula 1 and all other sports particularly in the last year. the first was the patriots got caught and fined for cheating about the same time as mclaren (one of the premiere teams in f1), the patriots fine? $500K and a first round draft pick. construed by most as a slap on the wrist. mclaren’s file? $100M which includes a portion of their tv revenues as well as their race winnings and forfeit of their constructor points for the season (effectively putting them in the worst garage at each event). f1 doesn’t operate in half measures.
the other comparison was the weekend nascar got cancelled in richmond because of rain, f1 was racing in japan, wait for it, in the rain. open wheel racing, 20 odd inches off the ground races in the rain, but stock cars can’t race in the rain, there is a disconnect somewhere.

i am also without shame an oakland raiders fan. i have been for over a decade. i’d never seen a game, i’d never seen a uniform and all my information about the team was based on the writings of hunter s. thompson and i was hooked. i actually watched the superbowl in ’01 i think and wrote about it here (somewhere in the archives, too lazy to look) for the singular reason that they were play. ‘football’ amuses me, because i grew in a country where we play rugby which makes this bunch of well padded athletes look like a bunch of pansy waists, but still i’m fascinated by this team run by a man who marches to the beat of his own drum come hell or high water.

An epic tale

January 14, 2008 — Leave a comment

while i was in trinidad for my grandmother’s funeral, Viacom, the parent company of MTV and CMT, decided that they were going to subcontract/outsource/farm out payroll for permalancers (that’s what we’re called – we’re freelance on the books but we work 40 hours a week, we have to ask for time off, so for all intents and purposes we’re staff). the gist of the announcement was payroll was moving outside the company and we would lose 401k and paid holidays and our health care package would switch to the payroll company.

the holidays pay kind of irked me, but what really pissed me off was the healthcare, the new package sucked. the cap was $25K of coverage (not including hospitalisation) for the year, whether it was an individual or family and $2K for hospitalisation. that about started a riot. actually it started a protest at MTV NY at least. the freelancers started walking out on a daily basis from 3 – 4 in Times Square around the time TRL was going on, so after a couple days they sent out an email saying that those who were already on the existing health plan would keep it and the transition would be put off until February and during the intervening period they would convert some of the positions to staff.

in the midst of all this bacchanal i decide it might be time for me to make a move and see what’s out there. now this is where it gets interesting, the night of December 6, i go home and start to massage my resume and portfolio with the intention to get it up to date and start sending it out, get as far as i though i could and go to bed.  i get up the next morning and there’s an email from a recruiting firm on the email address that’s on my resume. i get all these crap offers on this address so i’m a little skeptical but it’s address directly to me and in my field so i respond and they ask me to come in the following Monday which i do and i hit it off really well. they tell me about the job and who it’s with and say they’ll submit my name as a candidate.

i agree not really expecting to hear anything so imagine my surprise two day later when i get a call from the HR offices of the company to conduct a phone interview. i spend an hour on the phone with the lady and at the end of it she tells me that she’ll pass my info and her notes to the director of marketing, the woman who would be my boss if i get the job. this is December 12, two days later i get a call asking me to come in to interview in person on the 18. i put my nice dan dan on and  go in and interview and the end of which i’m told, expect a call the following week for me to interview with her boss and the other managers that make up the department.

by this time i’m excited and kind of freaking out, the day after Christmas, my phone rings it’s the HR lady again and i have a two hour interview in two days to meet basically the remaining managers of the department and the head of the division and the end of which i’m told i’ll hear from them in the new year.

First week of the new year comes and goes and i’m not quite panicking but i’m a little edgy and then last Monday, i get a call from the HR lady asking me to come in one more time. this would make my fourth interview and i don’t know what to expect. it wasn’t so much an interview as a final opportunity for me to back out. i think they wanted me to realise that i wasn’t going to be working for a ‘hip’ tv company but a more conservative corporate client (and no i don’t have to cut my hair or my beard). i got the offer on Tuesday afternoon and after a little discussion with the wife accepted it.

so there is my little tale. i have to believe this job was for me. it’s the first job i’ve ever taken for the ‘right’ reasons – better pay, better benefits, opportunity for growth and i have a really good feeling about it and i start Feb 4, as the communications and concept developer. i’m going to miss CMT, i have some of the best co-workers there, but i think it was time to move on.

bushy

December 6, 2007 — Leave a comment

aside from funerals and working and retail and the holidays, i’m involved in a little project called whiskerino which involved me shaving on november 1 and not shaving again until february 28. you can track my progress and the progress of the 300 plus other participants atwhiskerino.org or if you just want to see my photos and make fun of me, there is an entire flickr set dedicated to the endeavour here

there and back again

December 5, 2007 — Leave a comment

i’m back. safely and in one piece. been back since friday, just haven’t got the motivation to write anything before today.

as much as i generally dislike american, i have to say i was impressed, all my flights were early. don’t know if it’s the days i flew but we left on time and arrived early. although flying through MIA, i’m not sure how much of a blessing that is. 

miami international airport is one of the worst airports i’ve ever been in. classing it with third world airports would be an insult to those airports. it’s grimy, it’s hot, even at night and you’re hard pressed to find a power outlet. that may be my own pet peeve, but how the hell could you not have a power outlet at the gate of an international flight?

trinidad was… wow. too many cars, not enough roads. so much construction. i vaguely remember the oil boom of the late 70s, early 80s and the behaviour seems very reminiscent of those halcyon days, but we all remember how those ended. 

thank you all for you condolences.