CNN.com – Report: Sleep ‘divorce’ counts – Mar 27, 2006

I wonder what kinda stuff I’ve said in my sleep.

CNN.com – Report: Sleep ‘divorce’ counts – Mar 27, 2006

NEW DELHI, India (Reuters) — A Muslim couple in India have been told by local Islamic leaders they must separate after the husband “divorced” his wife in his sleep, the Press Trust of India reported.

Don’t you have better things to do…

than bother me? Holy God, I have a million things to do and every 2 minutes somebody else wants something. Sometimes I wish I could close my office door and turn off the lights for about 2 hours. Yeah….that would rock.

Anyway, here’s a video of a dancing dog. The pooch has some skillz.

http://www.dubbayoo.net/files/videos/besttraineddogever.wmv

The day the music died…almost

I thought I was going to have to bury the Ipod yesterday. The first thing I noticed was that it wasn’t fully charged even thought it had been connected to my pc for 3 full days. Then when I started to use it all the buttons were functioning properly except I couldn’t power it off. From there the battery drained from 70% to zero within 30 minutes. I searched the support forum and found a way to hard reset it. That seemed to work fine. Thank God.

My water intake jihad seems to be working. Yesterday I killed three 32oz water bottles and didn’t have any soda. I have been flavoring it with Crystal Light tea but whatever it takes. Last night I made Steve’s Famous Angel Hair pasta w/sun-dried tomato pesto and Italian sausage. BTW, Eggo pancakes are teh sex! Man, those things are awesome.

I love CSI but David Caruso is the worst actor on the planet. Ever charactor he plays (that works) is pretty much the same guy as Detective John Kelly from NYPD Blue. That was a show with great writing and a great ensemble cast that he just got sucked along in the vapor trail of. Apparently his agent convinces him he can act and now is the time to hit the big screen (translation – we need to milk this cow for all it’s worth before people figure out you really can’t). He makes us suffer thru a string of forgettable movies leaving no doubt that he can’t carry a movie in a bucket. Now he’s back with CSI Miami. Horatio is pretty Detective John Kelly wearing sunglasses and driving a Hummer. I’m beginning to wonder if his brain is just incapable of memorizing more than two lines at once. Caruso is the new David Hasselhoff…only without the looks and even less talent. I think David Spade pretty much sums it up perfectly here.

Perfectly safe for work but you still wanna think twice about watching

Phone conversation last night

Belle: Call me at 9:30AM and wake me up. I have to run errands before work.

Me: You won’t get up

Belle: Yes, I will

Me: No, you won’t.

Belle: I HAVE to…call me, please?

Me: Oh alright…glutton for punishment that I am.

I get my arse out of bed at 1:30 AM to send myself an email reminding me to call her at 9:30AM.

Fast forward to next day. I arrive at work, read the email and set an Outlook appointment to call her at 9:30.

9:30AM – I call…no answer (imagine that) so I leave a message.

9:35 – I call again…see above entry

9:45 – I call again, no answer, I hang up.

10:00 – see previous entry

10:20′ish – I send her a text…GET UP!

11:06AM – Text from Belle – “Yeah so I suck at getting up”.

Monday minutiae…it is Monday, isn’t it?

  • My legs are killing me and I have a serious case of Farmer’s tan. I biked 48 miles yesterday and the wind (and sun) were out in full force. Yesterday was one of the few days where I really really wish we had air conditioning. In Cali apartments this close to the water usually don’t have A/C. I had the fan pointing straight at me and the minute I stepped out the air flow I started sweating, even at 8-9pm. I’m way behind on my yearly mileage target too. The good thing is if I wasn’t wearing a belt today I’d look like Snoop Dogg. My slacks are absolutely falling me off nowadays.
    I had Eggo instant pancakes for breakfast and I am a happy man…still dehydrated from sweating so much yesterday but happy regardless.
  • Yesterday I broke the handle on the toilet so I need to call the rental office. Til then I have to take the lid off and pull the chain manually which is kinda gross….it’s clean water but still kinda gross.
  • I’m making progress on breaking my carbonation addiction. I can easily kill 3-4 sodas a day without blinking an eye. Now every day I make myself drink 32oz of water BEFORE I can have a soda and another 32 oz before I can have a second. I’ll stick with this for a few weeks then make it 64oz, 96oz and eventually 1 gallon. Eventually by the time I’ve drank the required amount of water it will be bedtime and I won’t have time for soda. In the end I think I’ll just end up swapping my soda fetish for a Crystal Light fetish.
  • I’m thinking about getting a ticket for the AVP Toyota Hermosa Beach Open this weekend. It’ll be a good opportunity to take some pics and see some eye candy.
  • It would really suck to be this girl…not that she had much of a shot at winning anyway. The video is work safe but no guarantees about the web page itself.
  • The joke of the week:

Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily briefing. He concludes by saying: “Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed.”

“OH NO!” the President exclaims. “That’s terrible!”

His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.

Finally, the President looks up and asks, “How many is a brazillion?”