2008!

Rum and Coke is da bomb!
I'm drunk, and still I can type. :-)
2 hours, 12 minutes til the new year.
I'm drunk, and playing bingo.

I'm drunk.

Happy New Year, Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays!

I'll drink 2 dat.

Done.

Drink, drank, drinking, drunk, drunker, drunked up.

Effin drunk. dat's me.

A toast! Let's drink!

Drunkedddd.

hPpy nwyr !!

puflish post.

Waning workouts

My gym workouts have dwindled to about 35 minutes x 2 days/wk these last two weeks. It's been just so difficult to make more time. Today, I felt my slacking off in the pain of my 24-min speed intervals session (level 14) -- I'd say "18" on the perceived exertion scale. I'll do the same session again on Thursday or Friday and take note of any endurance improvement. And hopefully, I'll workout longer. Tomorrow, I'll be lifting.

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ps: With my baldness, I'm in need of some head warmth. And thus the 5-o'clock shadow, or goatee. Still a bit sparse, but me likee.

Photo storage

My new 120 gigabyte hard drive is now down to 16 gigabytes after only a few months. It's all due to the space being quickly taken up by our family digital pics and avi files.

And so Melinda and I have decided we need a new method of photo storage. Our answer is Flickr. We've had a "pro" account for some time now, but I really hadn't considered maxing it out for archiving full-resolution original photos.

This afternoon and evening, I uploaded 2 gigs of full-res shots, which took several hours. This week, I'll do some more reading on how to take advantage of my Flickr Pro account.

Thinking short term

My problem is that I think all projects, no matter how monumental, can be completed in 3 hours or less. So now I'm starting to feel swamped at work because it's quarter-end, the deadlines are just around the corner, products need to be shipped, and my focus is constantly being diverted by endless meetings and reams of paperwork.

"Calgon take me away!" Id est, I need to get to the gym. Tonight, I shall make it so.

Steady spinning & cholesterol

So I gave it a go yesterday. Thirty minutes on the stationary bike at the gym. A steady cadence of 96 rpm across levels 11 through 14. This is sort of the way my bike workouts have been for the past two months--lower intensity but faster spinning. A better deal for my foot. I'd say that I'm currently in maintenance mode until spring when I'll pick up the pace, and hopefully schedule some endurance events to take part in.

On a bad note, my cholesterol level is borderline high at 216. I rec'd my blood drive card last week from donating blood at work a month ago. The card listed my blood type and overall cholesterol level. I'll be receiving the full report, which shows the breakdown of my HDL, LDL, triglycerides, and other stuff, in the mail perhaps this week. Quite a bit disappointing since I thought I was taking care of myself rather carefully. I guess my family genetics is starting to show its influence (sigh).

BSG lesbo lovers rock!

Someone has got to give a raise to the guy who pitched the "lesbian" commercial during the Battlestar Galactica "Razor" episode last Friday. The station break immediately followed the implicit scene between the two women. Just 10 seconds and soooo funny:

"It's been revealed. Helena Cain and Gina Inviere are lovers. Brought to you by Quiznos."

Comet 17P/Holmes

So I saw the comet last night: 17P/Holmes. Space.com posted an article on it and I had to see if I could "naked eye" it from my backyard since the skies were clear. There was some light pollution from the moon and nearby Newark (boooo!), but there it was, below Cassiopeia and to the left of Mirfak. A fuzzy star-bright celestial body. Pretty cool.

Happy Halloween! :-)

Fix my g*dd*mn sole!

I've been so immersed in my new baby, my new job, and my year-long aching foot that I've pushed aside the workout interjections in my entries. Nonetheless, I really have been exercising.

Last Friday, Dr. W injected more cortizone into the heel of my foot. Geez, it grossed me out. I couldn't help but flinch. It went like this: he stuck in the needle, injected some juice, pulled out and reinserted at a different angle, injected more juice, pulled out and reinserted again, ... and again ... and again ... and again. Oh, and again. [wince]

The treatment was kinda like the way you would swish a drinking straw in an almost empty beverage container, searching for that last sip. But more painful.

The lesson for you all: for heaven's sake, have lots of sex / suck face take care of your plantar fascia!

"Math Doesn't Suck"

Thank you, Winnie Cooper Danica McKellar. I hope to give your book a read to get a glimpse of your "fun" perspective on arithmetic.

You go, Wonder Girl!

One, two, three, push!

She's here! She's here! She's here!

Sweet little Claire popped into the world Thursday afternoon. And after only less than three hours of labor -- a new family record! :-)

That's 6 lbs, 15 oz, and 20 inches of life-formed love.

Go baby go!