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DuPont dead

12/31/2010

John du Pont died today at 72. AP gives the date of Dave Schultz's murder at 1996, I thought it was earlier than that, but I guess I was living in New Jersey when DuPont killed him and not still in college. Still, only 13 years?

Maybe I'm not as old as I think? Or maybe I'm older and I don't think 13 years is a long time any more? Because I'm old?

And fat?

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The suit is 150 years old?

12/29/2010

Suitably dressed

Must be time to get a new one.

When I'm not sitting unshowered in my underwear in my basement, I often wear clothes. These clothes can be business or casual. For business clothes I usually wear slacks, fitted dress shirt with either a straight or spread collar, no tie, and a blazer or sport coat. Unfortunately I have to wear slip on shoes or boots when I dress up to make it easier to get through security at the airport, so I've found some nice looking, square-toed ankle boots that look much less casual than loafers. I don't wear a suit, though it would make life so much easier on my if I did, and I may actually go and get a couple of suits with two pair of pants this spring when I have to refresh my business wardrobe.

I'm more comfortable wearing a jacket than not even when eating, and believe me, I even get grief from the people I work with when I show up for a meeting "suited up". Totally ridiculous, since I'm not wearing a suit. When we do have to dress up for a meeting, especially if it's a long day, I'm at an advantage because I'm not uncomfortable. In fact, even when we don't have to dress for the meeting, I'm at an advantage, I always have a place to put my stuff. I carry a ton of crap with me when I go out; a pen, small notebook, smartphone, headset, wallet, cards, keys, and I can't stand having anything in my pants pockets, (I'll usually put my hotel or office keycard in my rear pants pocket though, dunno why.) and I won't carry a man purse. A good blazer or sportcoat (not the same thing) solves that problem.

The reason I'm not uncomfortable wearing a jacket (and tie if I have to, mostly I don't) is simply because I had to wear a coat and tie my whole life. I went to Prep school where I was forced to wear a jacket and tie every day. Sounds terrible to do that to a kid, and I thought so at the time, and I rebelled when I got to college and dressed like a homeless, drug-addled, ex-roadie.

Later, of course, I got a job. Had to wear a shirt and tie every day again and it felt like I had just made it home after a trip around the world on rollerblades. I was back on familiar ground. Then, about 1998, the company I worked for went "business casual".

For those of you who don't know, "business casual" was a nefarious plot by feminists to get even with Bill Clinton by forcing average white collar American man to utter a sentence heretofore only ever uttered by their wives; "What am I going to wear today?" Completely emasculating the entire herd of American office cattle, right about the same time as they were moved from the free range to the veal pens of cubical culture. Effectively taking a belt sander to our way of life. Sanding down the dangerous and aggressive sharp creases of a nice, clean shaven man in a chalk-striped Brooks Brothers, into a soft, wrinkly, pudgy, cushy, blue and tan marshmallow with a disgusting half-assed Vandyke all over his fat face.

For years I worked with a bunch of fat, bald men, advertising their feminine friendly, non-threatening nature by growing a vagina on their face. As soon as i could I got out, cut my hair short, bought contact lenses, banished my sneakers and bought some hard-heeled dress shoes, trashed the windbreaker and slid into a dark, structured sports jacket. When people see me (outside of my cave) they see a man.

A lot of the time I make sure of it by not wearing any pants.


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Oh no

Denis Dutton, Founder of ‘Arts & Letters Daily,’ Dies

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Christmas is ovah!

12/27/2010

Back at work. And it's tough to go back to the daily grind when you, like me, have become a world-renowned Mario Kart for Wii CHAMPION!!!!!! Seriously. I hope you are bowing. You should bow. I'm making my kids bow. I had to hit the neighbor in the back of the legs with a snow shovel, but he eventually bowed.

"Bow to the fastest Yoshi on the planet motherfucker!", I yelled. Eventually, he did.


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Today is the eleventh anniversary...

12/23/2010

...of my 29th birthday.

Yay me.

I'm still alive.

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I'm getting in a holiday mood

12/17/2010




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Delicious Japanese salmon declared extinct 70 years ago found swimming in lake

12/16/2010

Japanese salmon declared extinct 70 years ago found swimming in lake Yummy.

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Greensleeves

12/08/2010

Japan. Of course.



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Interesting

12/06/2010

And by interesting I mean not interesting at all.

It snowed this weekend, we got a couple of inches on the grass and trees, none to speak of on the roads. Didn't help my mood.

I am in a funk. A bad one. I've gained 15 pounds since April, slept maybe six hours total in that time, re-injured my back and stopped taking all pills.

I should probably start taking pills again. I should start sleeping again too. And maybe working out?

Nah.

Thanksgiving was good. Christmas shopping with the boys was fun, I'm taking a four day mini vacation with maddom soon and that sounds fun. But I'm just so blah.

Blah.

Bleargggggghhhh.

Plus work.

Busy.

Blah.

Blech.

Bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop bloop bleep bleep bleep bleeeep.





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