Black Glasses

I'm out...I mean it this time!

After many years of not using this account, but posting to it once in a while to keep it alive, I've decided to dump it.
I started this LJ account quite a few years (make that decades) ago, before Facebook was even a thing.
Now, if you want to find me, you can look for me there. If you know my real name, I'm easy to find. If you don't, then there's a reason for that.

If this is my last LJ post, then let me end it with my traditional sign-off:
Take Care, Have Fun, Be Well.
Doctor Lazarus

Meme madness

36 ODD things about you!
(I don't know how odd these are, but there you go)
1. Do you like blue cheese?

2. Have you ever smoked cigarettes?
 Yes, throughout college and well into my 40s. Finally quit two years ago, but I bum one occasionally.

3. Do you own a gun?

4. What flavor Kool-Aid?

5. Do you get nervous before a Dr Appt?
 A little bit. The older I get, the more invasive they get

6. What do you think of hot dogs?
 I love them. Best dogs in the world are Sabretts "dirty water dogs," the kind you get from a New York pushcart. A little spicy mustard, some raw onions, and you've got yourself a treat
 I don't know what the hell people from Chicago eat, but calling that a "hot dog" is like calling vegetable lasagna a "salad"

7. Favorite Movie?
 Favorite of all time is a tie between Mister Roberts and The Quiet Man.
 Favorite of the past 20 years or so is a tie between Fight Club and O Brother Where Art Thou

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
 Coffee, black, one yellow sweetener

9. Can you do a push up?
 No, I never could

10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?
 I'm a guy. I don't really wear jewelry.
 What I do wear and never take off is my crucifix and my wedding ring

11. Do you have a favorite hobby?
 Is watching TV a hobby?
 If not, I guess my hobby would have to be walking in 5k charity events.

12. Do you have A.D.D.?
 No, I just get bored and distracted easily

13. Do you wear glasses?
 Yes, since I was 6. Now I have bifocals, computer glasses, and prescription sunglasses

14. Who was your childhood idol?
 You know, I really don't remember. I'm sure it was some actor or sports figure.

15. Name 3 thoughts at this moment...
 I wonder if I can goof off for the rest of the day.
 I don't want to deal with the snow on my drive home.
 I want chocolate.

16. Name three things you drink regularly.
 Coffee, icea tea, Diet Coke

17. Current worries:
 Getting a lingering issue at a client resolved.

18. Current hates:
 I don't think I really hate anyone or anything.
 I get pissed off and annoyed at people, but I don't think I genuinely hate anyone

19. Favorite place to be?
 Home, falling asleep in my recliner, with my comfy afghan and fluffy dogs on me

20. How do you bring in the New Year?
 Went to a nice dinner with my wife earlier that evening, then watched the ball drop on TV

21. Where would you like to go?

22. Name 5 people that will do this questionnaire.
 The truth is, I don't still know enough people on LiveJournal to think of who would fill this out

23. Do you own slippers?
 Yes. Leather loafers, a Christmas gift from my wife last year

24. What color shirt are you in?

25. Do you like sleeping in satin sheets?
 Not really. They're too cold and slippery.
 Besides, the dog might piss on them, and then they're ruined

26. Can you whistle?
 I whistle all the time

27. Where are you now?
 Desk at work

28. Would you be a pirate?
 No, but I'll take a shot of rum if you've got one

29. What song do you sing in the shower?
 Usually, whatever jingle was on the TV just before I went into the bathroom

30. Favorite sports team?
 Pro Football: Indianapolis Colts
 College Football: Nebraska Cornhuskers
 College Basketball: Butler Bulldogs
 I don't pay atttention to anything else

31. Favorite food?
 Real New York pizza

32. What's in your pocket?
 Wallet in my back pocket

33. The last thing that made you laugh?
 My dogs. I opened the patio door to let them out in the snow, they took one step out, then looked back as me as if to say "Are you fucking kidding me?"

34. What's your favorite animal?
 Dog (any kind, any size)

35. Worst injury?
 Fell out of a bunk bed while in college.
 Bit through my lower lip and have a one-inch scar to remind me
 Broke (and probably swallowed) a front tooth
 If I wasn't drunk out of my mind when it happened, I would have been in a lot of pain.

36. How many TV's in your house?
 Four (living room, master bedroom, guest bedroom, upstairs office)
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2017 - the year I decided "Why Bother"

I’ve decided that rather than making new year’s resolutions which are focused on eliminating bad habits, I’m just going to do the opposite, feed my bad habits, and maybe cultivate some new ones.

  • I think drinking is a good place to start. A day without bourbon is like a day without sunshine. I work with a lot of liquor distributors, maybe I can get a deal doing quality control or field testing.

  • I’ve got the start of a pretty good gambling addiction. I should really work on that this year. Hey, if I go to the casino enough, they’ll start comping me on drinks, so this can go hand in hand with the drinking.

  • I’ve always wanted to dabble in vandalism, maybe try my hand at graffiti. I don’t think I have the skills or discipline of a Banksy, but I could at least break a few windows or spray paint an obscenity or two on an overpass.

Life in 2017 is supposed to be a giant car wreck anyway. I might as well turn into the skid.

Something is probably wrong with me

I don't know what's gotten into me lately, but I feel like I'm spinning out of control. I'm not really focused on work (as evidenced by my posting on LJ when I should be fixing stuff), I'm acting and dressing erratically, looking at stuff on the Internet that I shouldn't, and just want to run and hide.
All I want to do lately is sleep, eat, fuck, and lounge around in my char.
Remember Linus with his security blanket? I think I have an emotional-support afghan.
I also feel like destroying shit, just taking everything in and on my desk and building a nice bonfire with it, or smashing the expensive electronic stuff to bits.

I'm not really sure I'm slipping back into severe depression. It certainly wouldn't hurt to talk to a doctor and gets my meds checked out.

Don't mind me, I'm just venting in a place where nobody really knows me or gives a damn what I say.
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Doctor Lazarus

Political correctness run amuck

Actor and comedian Steve Martin deleted a tweet Tuesday that described Carrie Fisher as a “beautiful creature” after feminists complained it objectified the late actress.
Mr. Martin took to Twitter like dozens of other celebrities to pay tribute to the “Star Wars” actress after news broke Tuesday that she died after suffering a heart attack on a plane a few days earlier.
“When I was a young man, Carrie Fisher was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. She turned out to be witty and bright as well,” Mr. Martin wrote Tuesday afternoon in the now-deleted tweet, The Blaze reported.
New York Magazine called the tweet “extremely bad” and argued that Ms. Fisher fought against being labeled a sex symbol throughout her career

What the fuck, people!
Since when is calling someone "beautiful" a bad thing?
I do not for one second think Steve Martin was trying to objectify Carrie Fisher or try to shoehorn her into the mold of a sex symbol

I'll state my feelings up front: When she was a young ingénue, Carrie Fisher was a damn sexy looking woman.You're not going to want to see Jabba the Hutt in a metal bikini.
Also, she was smart, funny, and strong. Those qualities are much more long-lived than just good looks. That's why I liked her as an actress, and that's why I am sad at her passing.
Beauty is more than just skin deep, but it sure gets your attention while you find out more about the person inside the skin.

Lurch Smirk

A nearly fresh start for 2017

Now that I'm going to be using my LiveJurnal account again, I need to do some long overdue housecleaning.
I will be cleaning up my friends list, to only include people who are still (or again) actively using LJ. I will drop a lot, and may add a few over time.
I'll also be doing a complete rewrite of my profile information.

The plan is that I will use Facebook for the day to day stuff and off-the-cuff updates, and LiveJournal will be for more thoughtful, carefully crafted content. We'll see how that all pans out.
I have a few friends who will be doing the same thing, so I am looking forward to seeing what they write, and what I manage to wring out of myself.
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Lurch Smirk

Christmas time off

I piss and moan about the holidays, but I will definitely enjoy the four day weekend.

Hey, it's been a few years since I posted here, and until I get back in the groove of things, it's either talk about the weather or something equally banal.


It's alive...ALIVE!!

Much to my delight, I discovered that Live Journal is not only still "a thing", but people are starting to come back to it, a Facebok and Twittter backlash.

This is just a short placeholder message to blow the dust off my account. I have a whole long list of updates to post, not to mention about 100 pictures of my dogs.

For now, at least I can update my userpic.

Until later...
Doctor Lazarus

It was twenty years ago today...

“It was twenty years ago today,
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile.
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.”

Well, not quite Sergeant Pepper, but it was twenty years ago today that my life changed in oh, so many ways. Twenty years ago, on July 16 1995, after a day of driving across four states and a night of sleeping on the floor, I got up and started unpacking a U-Haul truck in my first Indianapolis apartment.

Since then, I’ve had 8 cars, 7 jobs, 6 homes, 2 wives, and way too many slices of sugar cream pie. I think I’ve returned to New Jersey less than 2 dozen times in 2 decades, not counting business trips. I’ve made and lost friends out here, and sadly, lost some friends and family in Jersey. I need a GPS to find my way around places that I used to be able to get to in my sleep (particularly on Saturday nights). The people I used to know as kids now have kids of their own, and when I see old friends from the 90s, I sometimes can’t reconcile the person they’ve become with the image I have in my mind from all those years ago.

If somebody told me 20 years ago that I would not only watch the occasional basketball game, but be a rabid fan of the basketball team of a small liberal arts college in the middle of Indianapolis, I would have said you were crazy. Also, there was only one football team that I cared about, and they wore blue uniforms. Turns out, there are a lot more teams out there. I now root for two pro football teams that wear blue uniforms, and both of them have (or had) a quarterback named Manning. Plus, in addition to watching Big Blue on Sundays, I’ve started to watch Big Red on Saturdays. There’s more than just corn in Indiana, or in Nebraska.

Then again, if somebody told me 21 years ago that I would be living at the Crossroads of America, and that crossroads wasn’t in the middle of Times Square, I wouldn’t have thought it possible. Sometimes, I still can’t believe I’m living over 700 miles from everything I knew and loved as a kid, young adult, and aspiring IT professional.

To quote a Talking Heads song: Well, how did I get here?

Let’s set the WABAC machine to the spring of 1995. This “ambitious IT professional” was underpaid and overworked in a small (6 people) consulting business. My girlfriend (later wife, now ex-wife) and I were living together in a not-so-great apartment in a not-so-great house, partially furnished with whatever I picked up from the curb before the trash man got to it. Due to me being a thickheaded German, I was somewhat estranged from my father (sorry, Mom) and wasn’t particularly close with many of my RHPS friends. Let’s see: job sucked, living in a bit of a dump, on the outs with my family, not a lot of friends.

Yep, it was time for a change. The future-ex-mother-in-law was able to get me a phone interview with the Indiana Department of Revenue, and a few weeks later, we came out here to check out apartments. We almost didn’t make the trip, because I was so scared of change. Changing jobs is one thing, changing time zones was something else entirely. To her credit, the ex-wife gave me a not-so-gentle push in the right direction, and forced me to overcome the FUD factor and take a leap of faith. Even after I gave my notice at my old job and told our landlady we were moving, I never really thought it would be for good. I had an understanding with my old boss that I could get my job back anytime I wanted it, and I only signed a six-month lease on our apartment out here. Who knew I would actually learn to call this little bit of flyover country home?

After all this time living in Indiana, I still don’t know how I identify myself: a transplanted Jersey boy, or a Hoosier who grew up on the east coast. There are some things that have remained constant throughout all that time. You can’t get a decent pizza or bagel out here, and you can’t get a glass of real brewed iced tea in New Jersey. People in Indiana drive too slow (except at the IMS), and people in New Jersey talk too fast. And no matter what state I am in (physically or mentally), I will NEVER understand the allure of cornhole.