player, you better curb your behavior
On Saturday I was late getting out of the house to see the movie Doubt* with TJ and Co. I expected I could catch a cab to the E Street Cinemas once I got to 7th Street. But once I got there I realized I was out of luck...traffic was already backed up to Shaw and we're not even to Inaugural weekend yet. I ended up walking and not being as late as I thought I would be. If you have a car and live in NW DC, I would not recommend you drive down south of P Street for the next two weeks or so. I do not plan on going in the direction of anything Inaugural for the next two weeks on MetroBus or MetroRail. Going away from the festivities shouldn't be a problem. And if you are escaping the city that weekend to places snowbound, I'd make a charming and fun snowboarding or skiing buddy!
I'm surprised at all the panic in Virginia about not being able to come into The District by car for this short period of time. We have this incredible new technology called The Internet that allows us to work from home sometimes. Even before the discovery of this innovation, one could plan one's work out and take it home. Tasks like editing, reading, or even building work relationships outside the area by phone. No reason to panic. Life will not halt just because you can't make it into DC. Jeez. I would really like to try my hand at being a manager or a small business owner. I think I would be a good one and my workplace would be productive and happy. I would create a work environment that would spare my employees from having to panic about stupid issues like this.
On the brighter side, if all the Obama trinkets being sold in every store in this city gets purchased, our economy will turn around considerably. There is Obama schwag everywhere. Obama underoos, Obama action figures, Obama mugs and Obama everything under the sun.
How did I miss "Microphone Junkie"? Where was I when this song came out?
"Player, you better curb your behavior or I'm gonna have to dig your ass later."
Rock to de rhythm, rock one time with Bravehound.
I've noticed on Facebook that breakups and hookups on friend's profiles are very public. And yet when you ask about it, you'll often get no response. I don't think people should duck questions about the hows and whys of of their coupling or split when it's a public announcement to the whole world. If you're going to make a show of it, expect questioning. With the glee and smugness of changing your relationship status on there comes the chore of informing all of your friends if it goes the other way. You can go into the profile options to opt out of keeping your relationship status public.
* Doubt was a good movie, but I wasn't shaken to the core of my being like I was with the live-action Transformers movie. That said, the film did evoke some thought.
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Off topic, but have you seen the web episodes of BSG, leading up to this season'
I'll try again. Off topic, but have you seen the webisodes from the upcoming season of BSG. Did I miss that Mr Gaeta is gay? Is this a new development?
I think most people enter a scant minimum of profile information at first, waiting to fill the rest in later. Unfortunately, Facebook also notifies all friends on many other profile changes too, so feeds can get filled with similarly misleading updates on employment and education as well. Of course, the smart thing for Facebook-n00bs to do is to comment *immediately* to head off those awkward "OMG CONGRATULATIONS"/"OMG I'M SO SORRY" replies.
Thanks for tuning me onto Bravehound. Really love his remixes. I hope you aren't joking about Obama underoos. I love underoos.
I have mixed feelings about the relationship announcement thing. On the one hand, a simple database field that says "Married/Single/Partnered/Divorced/Whatever" seems like just another statement of fact, no more worthy of comment or explanation than your height or eye color.
ON THE OTHER HAND... I love to laugh at the profiles I see on some sites that announce proudly "I have found Mr. Right and he is the ONLY man for me! So all you people just looking for sex... I'm gonna delete your messages, you rude SOB's!". Invariably, six months later, that part of the profile is gone and they're looking for exactly the kind of people they snubbed. THOSE are the ones I love to pester with questions - "I thought he was Mr. Right! You said he was the ONLY man for you! What happened? Did he change? How come you didn't see that coming?"
I haven't actually seen any official Obama underoos, but I'll betcha somebody is selling them somewhere.
I hear that snowboarding/skiing in Montana is particularly heavenly this time of year. If anyone is looking to make an escape from the masses of Obama underoo wearing, car-packed-road driving, "OMG Obama LOOKED RIGHT AT ME!!!!" inauguration goers, come on over. Especially if your name is either Jim or Bo.
It seems that a ticket to the inauguration arrived for me at my old place in Seattle. I was quite honored until I realized they had not included the plane tickets also necessary for attending. $700Billion for the "economy" and they couldn't even scrounge up enough for plane tickets... Sheesh....