This bit of conversation just struck me as amusing.

Sarah: Ooh, I hear thunder.
Shannon: No, that’s just [fireworks at] Disney. It’s the last night of their [fiftieth] anniversary.
Brandon: Which ended, like, four years ago.

Finding a needle in a haystack really wouldn’t be that difficult if you walked on the haystack barefoot. That’s how I just found the one in my carpet.

While I’m sure many blogs around the world today are talking about the release of the latest film in the Star Wars franchise, Revenge of the Sith, alas, mine is not. I haven’t seen it yet. Instead, I am pleased to bring you the following.

Today, I’m experiencing a feeling I’ve come to know well in my 27 years: the desire to create something beyond all knowing. By that, I mean I have no idea what to create. This time, it seems to be an urge to design something new for my Web site. Just can’t figure out what. What I really wish is that I could somehow channel this urge into things I actually need to get done today. I suppose the answer is to just start doing those things, and I’ll get to it as soon as I’m done writing this.

At the office today, Jason’s Deli delivered a couple sandwich platters, two bags of chips, a gallon of pink lemonade and a gallon of tea. This lunch was courtesy of some health care company or senior living center or something like that. I can’t recall exactly. It was thanks for an advertisement or press release we supposedly ran in the paper. None of us can figure out what we did for the guy, but, oh well.

Speaking of doing things for others, I am really glad that KCRW has discovered Deadman, a great Texas band, whose first concert ever I had the joy of attending several years ago and saw again at ACL Fest 2004. I would have liked to give you a link to my post about my ACL Fest experience, but it seems that it was lost in December’s server crash. Anyway, Deadman. They deserve to make it big.

[Listening to: The Go! Team - Ladyflash]

I just left a message on someone’s voice mail. She’s the director of some hotel. She called me earlier this week while I was swamped. I started my message with, “I got a message that you called. I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get back to you but ….” But what? Crap. The best I could come up with was, “but that’s the way it works sometimes.” I’m an idiot.

I started taking hydrochlorothiazide today to lower my blood pressure. The doctor said it will probably make me pee a lot. That’s okay, I like to pee. While in the restroom in my office building today, I thought about the motion-sensor lights. I wonder if I could remain motionless in there long enough for them to turn off? It would be interesting to find out.

There’s an article out that says the way people write in chatrooms (or “Netspeak”) is not as bad for language as everyone thinks.

I tend to resist it as much as possible for no real reason that I can think of other than to be anal. Not so much for the sake of analness, but just because I am rather anal. Although sometimes, I admit, Netspeak can be humorous and fun to use.

so i’ll jus get ova it, k?

[Listening to: KCRW - NPR News]