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AGAIN With the Live Blogging?
March 11, 2009

After yesterday’s live blog was such a (*cough*) resounding success, I’m going to give it another go. My job is such that I randomly have short batches of free time throughout the day — i.e. just enough time to periodically write a short, banal thought.

Plus, as you all know, my thoughts are best when short. Any thought that takes longer than 70 words for me to express and I begin to ramble like an English professor who has had three cups of coffee and was asked “Who the heck is Shakespeare” by a student wearing a “Fergalicious” tank top.

But I digress.

9:04 AM

We have a new female employee in the building who is — gosh — actually my age. In the sea of old timers that is my company’s work force, anyone around the age of 30 sticks out like a sore thumb.

But anyway, as I walked in the door this morning she was turning around a corner. She was carrying hot coffee and I was carrying my precious, sensitive skin. We almost collided, but thankfully did not. I smiled and began to say “good morning”, but she beat me to it with a bigger smile and a “morning” that was drawn for several seconds.

Her greeting drowned out mine, so I’m not sure she heard me. If that’s the case, now she thinks I’m rude. This is bad because, one, she’s actually cute. But two, I’d hate to offend practically the only other person in the building my age.

Last month’s “Employees Under 35″ meeting consisted of me and an ant that was trying to carry a cracker crumb. And I think the ant was lying about his age.

10:27 AM

Not that I needed a reminder of this, but there are some truly evil, disturbed people in the world. At the moment, Yahoo’s homepage features three recent tragedies: the man who shot and killed a pastor while his congregation looked on in horror, the Alabama gunman who gunned down nine people yesterday (including four relatives), and the German teen who killed 15 people in a school shooting this morning.

It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad world.

10:44 AM

We’re having a “going away” pizza party for a co-worker today. There’s going to be Domino’s pizza as far as the eye can see.

This is a good thing, right?

Wrong.

I’m trying to eat healthier. Pizza is the exact opposite of what I should be eating. Well, technically, I guess eating entire sticks of butter while drinking heavy cream would be the exact opposite, but pizza isn’t too far behind.

I wouldn’t mind dilemmas so much if they didn’t make me have to choose.

11:21 AM

Did you know Tom Hanks snagged the lead role in Forrest Gump only because John Travolta turned it down? It’s difficult to believe, but according to some entertainment slide show on Yahoo it’s 100% true.

Personally, I’m sad it didn’t happen.

Every time I watch Forrest Gump I have the same thought: “There’s just not enough dancing in this movie.”

12:56 PM

I decided to have two slices — and only two slices — of pizza. I picked one with a lot of veggies and no meat. Calorie wise, it wasn’t a horrible lunch.

Surprisingly, the pizza was good. It’s been, literally, a decade since I’ve had Domino’s. My memory of them, much like Angi’s, was that Domino’s pizza was cardboard with toppings.

Apparently, cardboard has come a long way in the past ten years.

1:10 PM

Do you think, in quiet moments, Diet Coke cries because it knows it can never be as good as Coke Zero?

1:36 PM

I’ve just started season four of LOST. This show is addicting and it always keeps me on my toes. It’s like crack coffee.

To those fans of the show who have not watched any of the “special features” on the DVDs (I know there is at least one of you like this out there), here are two interesting “LOST” tidbits:

1. Michael Keaton, he of Batman and Beetle Juice fame, was the creators’ preferred choice for the role of “Jack.”

2. The character “Jack” was originally going to DIE in the show’s pilot.

Yep, both are true.

Would I lie to you?

2:01 PM

As I bent down to pick up my Nobel Prize from the floor just now, I glanced at my shoes (pictured) and had a memory come flooding back to me.

An ex of mine hated these shoes. Hated hated hated hated hated them. Hated them. Hated each and every square inch of them. Hated the sensibility that thought anyone would like them. Hated the implied insult to anyone who saw them by their belief that anyone would think they were attractive shoes.

In short, she didn’t like them.

Personally, I never understood the hatred. They are black, Kenneth Cole dress boots. They can go with bluejeans or dress slacks. They’re cool like that.

My ex, though, said they made me look like I had “clown feet.” I didn’t get it. Is there a guy in the history of the world who actually cared if his feet looked big? That’s a girl worry — not a guy worry.

What say you, good SKOS readers? If you click the image you will see a larger photo. Are the boots really that hideous?

2:25 PM

Do you think the guy who invented paperclips ever thinks to himself, “I wonder what these things taste like?”

If he has, I hope it was just a fleeting thought.

3:00 PM

Since Obama is too busy staring into the soulful eyes of a teleprompter all day, I’ve decided to take it upon myself to save the stock market.

How?

By issuing stock of myself.

My ticker symbol will be “KEV” (which, inexplicably, is currently unused). My price to earnings ratio is solid, I pay a nice dividend (in the form of picking up the check at restaurants) and I enjoy nice long walks on the beach and talking about my feelings.

You’re welcome, everyone.

(Note: Only ladies are allowed to buy stock)

3:54 PM

Well, it’s been brought to my attention that issuing stock of myself is essentially prostituting myself. That wasn’t what I meant, so I am hereby withdrawing my “KEV” stock idea.

Why does every good idea I come up with end with “male hooker” accusations being thrown about?

3:55 PM

That last question was a joke.

3:56 PM

Oh dear. I wonder what kind of traffic I’m going to get now that the words “male hooker” have appeared in a blog post?

Google Adense, you best keep it clean with the advertisements. I’m serious now.

4:34 PM

I just received an e-mail announcing a “St. Patrick’s Day Pot Luck” (emphasis theirs) next week at my work. We’re all supposed to either bring food or a $5 donation.

Am I allowed to only bring food that is green? If so, that’s really going to limit my options. Still, I’ve narrowed my choices to the following:

1. Moldy bread and cheese
2. Green Skittles or M&Ms
3. Frog legs
4. Some of those green eggs Dr. Seuss kept harping about

I don’t know about all of you, but my mouth is already watering.

5:21 PM

What does everyone think about this “live blogging” experiment the past two days? Should I keep doing it, or should I stop and never speak of it ever, ever again?

6:01 PM

Why is there a Viagra commercial on television this time of the day? That is ridiculous. Is ED not a taboo topic for children?

I’m glad I don’t have kids.

“Dad, what is erectile dysfunction?”

“This is why I didn’t want them learning how to speak,” I’ll tell my wife.

More to come throughout the day…

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