I eschew reality shows.
For lots of reasons I won't get into here.
My wife watches HGTV.
A lot.
HGTV has a new reality show: DesignStar.
If I want to spend time with my wife,
I have to watch HGTV.
Yesterday was one of those days.
I got sucked into DesignStar.
It wasn't bad.
Also, one of my users came in today.
He was praising Sci-Fi's new reality show.
He normally steers clear of reality shows.
Probably for the same reasons I do.
He caught Who Wants to be a Superhero?
Apparently it was pretty good.
Friday night was Movie Night. We watched Rounders.
galinda822 left, I got the kids down, piddled around online a little, and went to bed. Then the power went out. I was able to finally fall asleep sometime between midnight and 0200. At 0230, my phone rings. My wife wakes me up, "Your phone is ringing."
"Leave me alone." I tell her, and go back to sleep. The phone rings again. "Your phone is ringing." she says, as she wakes me up again. I repeat myself, "Leave me alone." Thankfully, the caller left a message the second time. My message alert is loud and annoying. I think about what's going on. Someone is trying to reach me in the middle of the night. That means there's a problem somewhere. I listen to the voice message. Work had lost power too, and all but one server had come up. I call the monitoring center and ask them to contact the 'oncall' guy. They couldn't reach him. I give them a secondary number to reach him. That number rolls back over to the monitoring center. I get out of bed and sign on to Sametime. The guy who needs the server powered on and I chat. I tell him I'm "On my way." In reality, I sit, trance-like in front of my computer for half an hour trying to wake up. Finally, I get dressed and drive in. It's a Sun box. I power it on. By this time, I'm starving. Nothing is open except Del Taco, a dive of a joint. I buy the largest, beefiest burrito they have and eat it on my way home. I have a scooby-snack. I'm wide awake now. I chat with
crowy until 0500 before finally going back to bed. I sleep until after 1100. My entire weekend is in limbo because of this sleep schedule. All I want to do is die.

Shrek: Ogres are like onions.
Donkey: They stink?
Shrek: Yes. No.
Donkey: Oh, they make you cry.
Shrek: No.
Donkey: Oh, you leave em out in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little white hairs.
Shrek: NO. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers. Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers.
Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. Oh. You know, not everybody like onions. Everybody likes cake though. Cakes have layers. Maybe you should be like cake?
For lots of reasons I won't get into here.
My wife watches HGTV.
A lot.
HGTV has a new reality show: DesignStar.
If I want to spend time with my wife,
I have to watch HGTV.
Yesterday was one of those days.
I got sucked into DesignStar.
It wasn't bad.
Also, one of my users came in today.
He was praising Sci-Fi's new reality show.
He normally steers clear of reality shows.
Probably for the same reasons I do.
He caught Who Wants to be a Superhero?
Apparently it was pretty good.
Friday night was Movie Night. We watched Rounders.
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"Leave me alone." I tell her, and go back to sleep. The phone rings again. "Your phone is ringing." she says, as she wakes me up again. I repeat myself, "Leave me alone." Thankfully, the caller left a message the second time. My message alert is loud and annoying. I think about what's going on. Someone is trying to reach me in the middle of the night. That means there's a problem somewhere. I listen to the voice message. Work had lost power too, and all but one server had come up. I call the monitoring center and ask them to contact the 'oncall' guy. They couldn't reach him. I give them a secondary number to reach him. That number rolls back over to the monitoring center. I get out of bed and sign on to Sametime. The guy who needs the server powered on and I chat. I tell him I'm "On my way." In reality, I sit, trance-like in front of my computer for half an hour trying to wake up. Finally, I get dressed and drive in. It's a Sun box. I power it on. By this time, I'm starving. Nothing is open except Del Taco, a dive of a joint. I buy the largest, beefiest burrito they have and eat it on my way home. I have a scooby-snack. I'm wide awake now. I chat with
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Shrek: Ogres are like onions.
Donkey: They stink?
Shrek: Yes. No.
Donkey: Oh, they make you cry.
Shrek: No.
Donkey: Oh, you leave em out in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin' little white hairs.
Shrek: NO. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers. Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers.
Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. Oh. You know, not everybody like onions. Everybody likes cake though. Cakes have layers. Maybe you should be like cake?
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Four whole fried chickens, and a Coke.
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but the question is, who would listen to my hour long monlouges. And if I were going to talk that long and it be publically available, I would much rather upload an mp3 that I've recorded via an EV-RE 20.
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