Alley #1
8-Ball Question Of The Day:
Q: Do I have enough sugar on this cereal?
[3 hours later..] [read this really really fast] Whoa dude I'm so glad I listened to that lucky eight ball i'm sugar buzzin wow this is so great anybody wanna play pingpong ya know it's okay to put sugar on your frosted flakes I mean my eight-ball said so...
26 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 9:37 PM 2 comments
Pipe dreams ===
From a live recording of NPR's "Pipedreams" program with Michael Barone as host and Dr. Frederich Hohman playing on the Houlihan-McLean pipe organ. (It was actually made by a Baptist Church in 1910 - who woulda thunk, their grape juice must have fermented right before the leaders met to decide what sort of music to use.)
XYZ
25 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 11:30 PM 1 comments
Caption Contest for Baby Boyken
8-Ball Question Of The Day:
Q: Do I have a chance with Uma Thurman?
A: My sources say no.
Well.. ..I.. ..she.. I didn't like her anyway >:(
24 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 11:24 AM 3 comments
Poker Partners
Eight Ball Question Of The Day:
Question: Do I have to grow up?
8-Ball: Signs point to yes.
(Arghh!)
22 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 3:31 PM 7 comments
Standard recon
Eight ball question of the day:
Am I cool?
Eight Ball: Without a doubt.
(I mean it goes without asking, but for those of you who need objective proof...)
21 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 2:45 PM 6 comments
Night Owl
Myself: Screw you
20 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 5:15 AM 1 comments
Dangerous weekend naps
Gee, I always manage to fall for the good old super-bad really long weekend nap. This is the sort of nap where I sleep way too long, and wake up feeling like I might have been abducted by aliens for a week (of course they keep you anaesthetized and unconscious and so far I haven't found any signs of surgery); usually the only result is losing a few hours and feeling really groggy. The worst punishment comes at night when trying to fall asleep.
Last night, for example. For once, Eric Whitacre's choral track on sleep did not immediately lull me to sleep. Not even on REPEAT! So I grabbed my guitar and began playing it right there in bed for at least an hour. I contemplated sleeping with the guitar, just sort of playing scales up and down the fret until I fell asleep, but that could have led to me shoving it off the bed during the night. So I put it to sleep on its stand and visualized scales and notes up and down the frets. That seemed to do the trick.
12 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 5:47 PM 4 comments
Sweet rest...
...of the good old spring conference. It means three days of listening to old folks from China and Tanzibasomething telling random stories and it means NO HOMEWORK OR CLASSES (excepting an online class). It also means white glove, but that's not too troublesome. I am especially happy for the break happening when it did; I need it.
Here's what my days will be looking like for the rest of the semester (leaving a little room for life's left hooks): On weekdays I get up between six and seven, drink some gatorade mix, and go running (alternating between distance jogs and hill sprints). Then I have some devotions, followed by studying (usually Greek) until Greek class at 9. Classes are done by 2:30.
At this point I play a little music and pretend like I can dance for three or four minutes to fight off lethargy (currently using breakdance videos to learn to toprock). At some point in the middle of the day I do the beginner balance drills from
Other things that I do in evenings are general boxing workouts (differ a little every day), occasional sparring, and lots of small general tasks that I manage to accumulate (where the heck do they come from?). Half the difficulty in a training regimen is planning it out so that it is progressive and specific. Tracking and adjusting that plan is as much work as doing the exercises. Sometimes, if I have taken any photographs, I load them onto my computer in the evening. Haven't taken the time to sort through them yet =P.
On Wednesdays I have church from about 7 - 9 (I'm going to "Grace Baptist"); on Fridays I am involved with an outreach called "Coal Mine." Sometimes it is a time to make connections in coffee shops and such. Other times, I am more proactive and do politically incorrect things like suggesting that Jesus is the only salvation for men. After a busy week, I like poker on Saturdays, but this weekend my poker partners are gone.
I suppose it isn't especially romantic. But that's okay. "A man can do nothing better than to eat and drink and find satisfaction in his work." (Ecclesiastes 2:24, NIV). Tonight, I just have some rounds of shadowboxing, core workout, and then finishing some cleaning for white glove, and then sweet sweet rest. Recommended new old music that I've been listening to: Cat Stevens, Tea For The Tillerman.
UPDATE
2/22 - Extra-curricular activities during the week are now beginning to disappear entirely. Not much time for anything beyond superbasic workouts (abs, pushup variations). I've also learned when to take a nap so that I have the energy to just keep working throughout the day. I do music on some days but it's getting pretty inconsistent; I downloaded some sheet music for Final Fantasy VII songs, WHOO now I just have to find time to learn it.
07 February 2006 | Posted by Pilgrim at 6:37 PM 2 comments