Pajamation

I was sitting...

at a light today while on my bike and I hear this car honk, so I casually look over. It's this guy in some unexciting car with his window down proceeding to say, "What kind of Suzuki is that?" Well, as you can see in the picture all he had to do was move his eyes up a bit and to the right to see the "GSX-R" with the "750" on the tail. It's like asking, "What kind of Ford is that?" when the big "F-150" is clearly present on the back. Captain Obvious strikes again.

Ah the joy of...

sleeping for 3 hours and heading right back in to work. So much for rest and recuperation. I suppose if I lived closer than 30 miles the whole task would be more tolerable. Of course, I'm not about to leave suburbia USA... at least not quite yet.

The whole flirting thing...

has never really bothered me unless it's so blatantly and painfully obvious that it makes me cringe. I don't like the cringe thing at all so when I hear someone attempting to flirt and I feel the cringe coming on, I normally want to either cover my ears and eyes or try to stop the offender by calling the person out. Unfortunately, today I just didn't act fast enough. This certain individual is known for being the "let-me-tell-you-a-joke" person (and these jokes are never funny) so when he/she started the "have you ever seen the movie Bull Durham" routine I figured I was in the situation to overhear another painful joke delivered to a poor unassuming soul. This person continues with how this receiving "flirtee" reminds him/her of Charlie Sheen in the movie with his glasses and how Sheen was called "Wild Thing." Then the "flirter" launches into the actual "Wild Thing" song (covered by Joan Jett I believe). This became too much for me! After the "flirter" had walked away and was out of hearing distance I pulled the disturbed recipient of the whole debacle aside and sarcastically asked "What was that?!" I then proceeded to inform him/her that the movie was Major League not Bull Durham (I had to set the record straight! The movies are not even in the same genre!). Please, for all you would-be flirters out there: flirt away but seriously, be smooth, be creative, and for the sake of the rest of us be accurate in your flirtations! It's shameful really. Just shameful.

From henceforth...

all naked talking involving individuals of the same sex in a public domain shall be a big no-no! I just don't get the fascination of talking to someone in a locker room while you wear nothing but a bad haircut and a towel in your hand that would barely cover your big toe. Stop it. Stop it right now. It's bad for business, bad for the economy, and most importantly bad for me.

Ever have those times...

when you just don't know? You know you'll find the answer, but you're not sure how.

At work tonight...

a local high school, or a high school as far as I can tell, rented out one of our rooms for a little end-of-the-year party/dance time. The balloons all read "Class of 2005" but for some reason all these kids didn't look a shade over 15. Perhaps 8th graders are now holding graduation shin-digs (though I don't quite understand graduating from 8th grade, or 5th for that matter). Naturally, there were chaperones present, parents of various students from what I could tell, but one in particular really caught my eye. He kept pacing as if he was waiting for something -- or someone. I find it fascinating to simply sit and watch people interact or not interact with their environment. This guy was clearly mentally preoccupied with something. Maybe he was reminiscing about his childhood and how he never quite got the girl (this much was obvious), or how he was going to be up late chaperoning at a party he was volunteered to attend by his lovely wife or child, or how he's having the toughest time fighting the urge to run out on the dance floor and really let it all hang out! Either way, this guy was uncomfortable and really looked uncomfortable. To make matters worse I just couldn't stop watching. I was mesmerized. Luckily, a phone call came in and I was distracted from what was sure to turn into an ugly scene with me encouraging the free entertainment to attack the wood and enjoy the night life no matter who's party it is!

Yes, yes...

I must admit I did go see Episode III: Revenge of the Sith in the first 24 hours it was open. While I'm not a huge Star Wars fan I have seen the the other five movies and figured, or at least was sufficiently intrigued, I'd see this final film to see if Mr. George Lucas can pull it all together and bring closure. All I'll say is that I was pleasantly surprised at the outcome. They're not the most in-depth characters ever written nor is the story complex by any means, but the overall film came together much better than I expected. I do find it a bit humorous that the film has some rather accomplished actors/actresses and they appear to be just begging for quality dialogue and something with which they can truly work. Yeah, this doesn't happen but the cast still does a great job all things considered. As my pops pointed out, this is the final film of all the epics left out on the table. I do wonder what's coming next.

I've noticed this...

for some time but sitting in Starbucks today while watching nature play out prompted me to write this out. I have come to the conclusion that even if a barely non-ugly girl walks into an establishment all other girls present will commence with the "up-down comparison/analysis" immediately, without hesitation, and probably without even realizing what they're doing. It's as if these girls are sizing up their competition even though there are no real guy catches around to subsequently be caught. The mindset is horribly obvious as the "watchers" run through a plethora of tests with their disapproving faces and conspicuous body language displaying a readiness to pounce, devour, and prove they are the true girl of the moment. I enjoyed watching this scenario play out as girl after girl would enter, be analyzed, and left for dead as the far majority of guys didn't even flinch. Perhaps it is because these guys didn't flinch that brings about such a harsh reality. Or perhaps most girls are just crazy! (take it easy, I have three sisters) Either way, these girls are worse than guys and extremely entertaining to watch.

For those of you kids...

interested in physics, the universe, or just cool science, check out a recent article on Physics Web discussing String Theory. It gives the very basics of the larger picture found in Brian Greene's The Elegant Universe: Superstrings, Hidden Dimensions, and the Quest for the Ultimate Theory. Now some of you may not be huge fans of cosmology or physics but Greene puts everything into completely attainable language and keeps the flow very interesting. And once you've finished that book, jump over to Greene's The Fabric of the Cosmos: Space, Time, and the Texture of Reality.

I went to see...

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy and if you've had the fortunate opportunity to read the book then you'll certainly enjoy the movie. The humor is classically witty though there were a few pieces of dialogue that I would've loved to see played out on film. Nonetheless, I thoroughly enjoyed it, and all the critics touting this whole "1.5" star mentality apparently have no idea how to simply have a good time and just go with it.