Still Alive Yes, I am still alive. I was just in a freak food processor accident and momentarily thought my computer was a toaster. So my CD ROM drive is now fixed and the crumbs have been removed from the hard drive, so I am back online! Your life once again has meaningful discourse. Let’s catch up. I went home for the holidays, got a toothache, a root canal, and then felt sick for New Year’s. You are officially up to date. Christine has been here in NYC for the past month, which is a blessing in many ways. She gets my lazy butt off the couch occasionally and she has brought some semblence of organization to my haphazard life. I have been chronically late to work, as anyone who knows me knows I have a tendency to do, and have taken steps to fix it. I now have three alarm clocks set to progressively get me further and further away from the bed to shut them off as well as a timer on the blinding halogen lamp in my studio. Hey, Ammon, you might say, why not go to sleep earlier? I have never been one for the path of least resistance. New Year’s resolutions. Yes, I made some. A lot, actually. Will they be broken? Without exception. Chief among them is to start using the gym membership I have been paying for over the past year without going more than twice. More of a donation, really. Anyhoo, I think resolutions are a set up for failure and self loathing. But I like self loathing, so I made a ton of them. If you see me flogging myself, you know why. There, it is updated. Happy???
Pokah! Had a good old time at Foxwoods playing in their little Poker Tournaments. I placed in the top 40 (out of 190) in the limit event. I busted out all in with pocket tens and ran into pocket kings. Ouch. I opted not to play in the no limit event, partly because I was worried I would do poorly, and partly because I slept in. I was pretty happy with my performance overall. For my first tournament I knocked a few people out and only made a few mistakes. Good times. Next time around I will play both events.
Stranded So here I sit in Ithaca. You might ask, “Ammon, what are you doing in Ithaca at 10 AM on a Monday? You work in NYC.” Yes, we have 9 inches of snow and counting. Three abortive attempts to catch a bus later, I am here trying to get some work done. There was a 6:45 PM bus last night, a 1:10 AM and a 4:50 AM bus this morning. All cancelled. Wonderful. This would not be a horrible thing if I didn’t have some extremely important matters to take care of at work today. Things that cannot really be done remotely. I shall do what I can. Yes, I know, boohoo little sissy. I don’t need it from youse peoples.
Microsux Is it right to get pissed off at computers. I think so. It is better to get pissed at computers than at people, says I. I tried installing IIS on my godbox so I could test some ASP scripts. That is all I wanted to do. Then the thing won’t start IIS, I try numerous things right up until the wireless connection tanks. I try restarting and I get a blue screen warning me that MS shut me off for my own good and that the wireless adapter driver has some issues. Kaboom. I can’t restart in safe mode because a geek like me has a wireless keyboard that won’t work until XP configures its driver. So I am screwed. I spent a whole lotta money on that machine and got screwed by my own geekdom. You would think that with an extra few dozen billions in cash, Microsoft could afford to churn out some quality code to keep me happy at the least. Yes, Noble, I know the Mac tirade already. It does not need repeating.
Forgive Me, Blogger… For I have sinned. It has been one week since my last post. Things are good. I have been at work until at least 10 PM on three occasions this week. Working on a new project. Yup. Busy boy I am. The downside of that is that I have been late for work most of the week. I think “The Boss” would much prefer that I be here during regular business hours, so I am putting forth an extra effort. Feel free to call me at 7 AM every morning to get my lazy butt out of bed. I am such a weenie. Never enough hours in the day for work, play, and sleep. So I cut out play and sleep. Bad Ammon. Good thing I like my job. Speaking of job, I am at work as I type this. Gotta go!
New Workout Partner Announced
New York, NY – Today, Ammon announced the formation of a strategic partnership with a co-worker to merge workout schedules. The mutually advantageous merger is expected to increase the sexiness and overall health of both parties. Ammon Brown, Ammon Inc. CEO, was quoted as saying, “I am very pleased to be undertaking this new endeavor. It is a step in the right direction to break the vicious cycle of low energy and laziness that has affected this organization in recent months.” When asked if this decision was prompted by analyst projections that overall company weight will exceed 340 pounds by the first quarter of 2007, Brown refused comment. He did, however, make it clear that this latest move is unrelated to the impending new year, saying, “I have been in double secret negotiations with my co worker for many months now. The timing has more to do with finalizing scheduling details that with any resolutions.” The co-worker, unnamed in this story to protect his identity until the deal is finalized, also expressed optimisim about having a new gym partner. Brown’s wife was unavailable for comment at press time, but is expected to be pleased with the news. The merger is expected to take effect next week.
A Warm Welcome… To all my new readers. Or new commenters. Whichever you are. Some of my familiy has discovered my blog. A blessing or a curse? A blessing methinks. Not everyone agrees. Read this article in the Onion for another perspective. Actually, that article is gone. Sorry. Oh, and a HUGE shout out to my favorite lurker, Craig. You’re my BOY, Blue!
AAAARGH! This is what I get for depending on Blogger. A magnum opus of a blog post gets wiped out by an “Internal Server Error”. Piece of junk. OK, I will try to recreate as best I can the marvelous post I wrote earlier. I am sure its magnificence has faded somewhat in my memory, so please bear with me.
Affluenza: I have been reading this book, and it feels so much more relevant in light of this weekend’s “Holiday”. I tend to agree with Bill Maher’s book on parts of this issue (which, by the way, is HILARIOUS). He said it is ridiculous that we are asked to consume to help the economy, or the war effort, or the government. By buying more junk to surround ourselves with, we are only feuling government tax revenues and corporate profits, which turn into campaign contributions anyway. Whatever happened to keeping out of debt? Whatever happened to planting a victory garden or saving tin? No, we should all go out and buy more stuff to give our lives meaning. I like the idea of Buy Nothing Day. Not because it is a slap to the economy, but because it points out an important issue. Affluenza. Even I (yes, I!) fall victim to Affluenza occasionally. Heck, I have way too much stuff. Why, if I did not define myself by my belongings, I would just throw it all out!
Taking it to the next level
Here is a conversation I think will happen more and more:
“We have known each other for a few weeks, right?”
“I guess so.”
“Well, I think this relationship needs to go to the next level.”
“Where are you going with this?”
“I’ll just come out and say it. I don’t know if you are ready for this, but can I add you to my Friendster network?”
“Gosh, that is a big step in our relationship. I’ll have to think about it.”
“Take your time. I know it is a big decision.”
The question I am asking here is when is it appropriate to add someone to your friendster network? And what is the statute of limitations on a friendship? Am I allowed to add new acquaintances that I find there? Would they find it creepy? Also, can I add grade school friends? I have already met up with a few, but where is the line drawn? I don’t want to be that guy who adds someone and they say, “Ammon who?”. Help me out here, people.
Addiction. I find online poker to be fascinating. Too fascinating. I have become somewhat addicted to playing at PokerRoom.com. I find I can typically place in the top three in the single table tournaments, which wins me anywhere from $500 to $2000 net. Of course, we are talking about play money. I would not have the cojones to bet real money. It makes for interesting play, because people play like retards when there is no real money involved. It is good fun but not all that realistic for practicing real poker. But it is easy to take people’s fake money away from them. If any of you wants to play the master, step right up. I am usually in the $500 single table tournaments with the screen name “ammbo.” Come help me break my addiction by beating me repeatedly.