April 8, 1999. Thursday.
Well,
let's see. The candyman just stopped by. He's this nice kinda old
guy who just stops by people's desks with candy. I don't know why,
but i feel kinda sorry for him. I think he must be lonely or something.
It's presumptuos to assume that he's a lonely guy, i know, but it makes
me kinda sad. I know he's just being nice (i hope), but i just imagine
him by himself at the grocery store buying the candy, thinking about what
to buy and what people might like. it's kind of a sad image.
But boy, do I love these peanut butter cups! They're these new-fangled
Reese's peanut butter cups with Crunchy Cookies at the bottom. MMMM-mmm...
Oh yeah... that's that sweet-sweet candy.... give it to me, old man...
yeah...
oK.
i just turned a nice image into something really disturbing, i know.
I do that.
But there's also this part of me that thinks he's building up our trust, and one of these days he's gonna sneak in some cyanide or something into all our candy. I have real trust issues, i think. I've watched too many movies
Yesterday, I actually did stuff, believe it or not. Sure, i went home and
had my requisite snack. Triscuits and cream cheese, if you must know, while
I watched parts of Batman and Superman, then Revenge of the Nerds 2: Nerds
in Paradise. I think the only movies that are worse are parts 3 and 4 and
whatever came after that. But moving on...
I
also excercised while I watched TV. I did that a lot over the sumer.
I'm bored, and I'm watching horrible television, so i may as well work
out a little while i do it. But then, I actually went for a run. I just
bought new running shoes, so i felt kinda obligated to break them in.
I only ran for about half a mile, if that, and walked another quarter mile
or two. I gotta ease into these things, you know. I haven't done any real
running since August I think. Actually, i hadn't done any distance running
since june probably. So that was pretty tiring.
So while Berry was watching TV, I went to the bookstore. It's pretty
unsual that I leave my apartment at all after getting home from work, but
going outside twice is almost unheard of. I went over to Border's
Books on Columbia Pike to check out some book publishers. It took
me a while to find my way around though, even though i'd been there plenty
of times, because some author was there for a book signing and lecture.
I don't know who the author was, but it was some mid 40ish woman, with
stringy, frizzy long brown hair. She looked a little frazzled. I'm
guessing by her femininity and look that she was a writer on the environment,
or something feminine and/or romantic, and/or a poet. A clearly sexist
remark. But i'm probably right. I mean, stereotypes exist for a reason,
right? I doubt she was there lecturing on the merits of the Nickel
defense or proclaiming the 1927 Yankees as the best team of all time. She
just didn't have that look. Also, the audience there to listen and
speak to her looked like that romantic/environmental/feminine kinda group.
I all know is, the seats blocked my path to the humor section.
While I was at the bookstore I of course perused the bargain books section
in search of a cheap reference book or something. The selection was a lot
poorer than others i'd seen. A lot of really weird shit for sale, like,
coincidentally, a book on coaching the Nickel Defense. And stuff
like Windows 3.1 for Dummies and lots of books on microwave cooking.
I was tempted to buy Time Life books' Kitchen and Bathrooms, cos you always
see the commercial on tv, and they were selling them for 3 dollars.
But i don't even clean my bathroom very often, much less build new ones.
There were a coupla good atlases and mythology and archaelogy books that
looked interesting, but I have such a remedial knowledge of those that
it didn't seem worth the money. In the end, all I got was a Webster's
Compact Reference Library. it was in three sections. The first was a very
concise dictionary. The second was a section of maps of the regions
of the world. Nothing spectacular, but always good to have maps handy.
The end of this section also had a short summary on every country on those
maps, listing capitals, largest cites, average temperatures, highest elevations
and whatnot. Seemed pretty interesting to me. And the last part was a grammar
and composition part that told you proper ways to do things like using
brackets, double brackets, indenting, and such and such. It seemed like
a good collection, but nothing i didn't have already. But i picked three
random words and said if they were in the dictionary, i'd fet it. Laconic,
insidious, and insipid, and they were all there, so i bought the damn thing.
And really, for $2.74, you really can't go wrong.
Well, i'm going to Lexington i think. Maybe I'll take the scenic
route back and stop by Charlottesville. I've been thinking of taking
sort of a Big Fun sightseeing
tour. That may sound a little sad, but it makes for more interesting reading
when I know the places being talked about. I have a very poor imagination,
save for my overactive fantasy life. Maybe I'll take some pictures. I know
I will. Maybe I'll stop by Cocke Hall and update from there. I've
always wanted to say "I'm
here at UVA's Cocke Hall..." or something like that. Plus,
it's a really nice little town. A very pleasant place to be on a nice sunny
afternoon. I'll most likely end up at the Tokyo Rose for dinner or
some place on The Corner.
I suppose tomorrow evening Rodzilla and I will end up hitting the town
with Matt or something. Maybe if Bitchard
reads this he'd come out too. Or Berry
even. We'll see. And Saturday I'll attempt to get tickets to
the Orioles game. Scalped tickets, of course. Only nosebleed seats
left at this point. The last time I did that, Rodzilla
made the mistake of asking the guy at the ticket window about scalpers.
Which was not really smart, considering that there was a cop standing right
there. But between us and the cop, there was also a woman holding a manilla
folder, and she opened it up and written on the inside was "i have tickets."
So we followed her and lost her then found her again in front of the cop
and I got the tickets in a shady transaction. But she charged me regular
price for them, which made me suspicious. but she said they were her season
tickets and she wasn't going to the game and jus trying to get her money
back. Sure. Of course, when we got to out seats, they were a little higher
up than we'd thought. They were in the right section, but at the very back.
This was due to the fact that they were handicapped seats. Uh-oh.
So of course no one was gonna believe that these were really our season
tickets. Everything was fine until the 4th inning when some guy with no
legs and covered in Orioles paraphenalia showed up. then we felt like real
assholes. I was glad that i didn't have to shove him over to get a foul
ball or anything. Anyway, I'm hoping for better results this time.
DA&R
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