Thoughts and Dairy (not diary)

Wow. It was only Monday when I received the PowerBook in the post, and I couldn't be happier or more pleased with its performance. Within 15 minutes out of the box, I was cookin': ready to work and already online with the wireless network set up in my house. If you are in any kind of position to get an Apple, do so. The switch from Windows to Apple is rediculously easy; I already have forgotten how to properly work a PC. I keep using the wrong command keys for keyboard shortcuts and the like. Absolutely amazing

I hope to start and finish "Super-hero Hypotheses" sometime in the next couple of weeks. It's a bit of a film that was inspired by how grossly cheesy (dairy) and inspirational (irony) R. Kelly's hit "I Believe I Can Fly" is. Should be fun to make and watch.

Today I finished watching the entire series of "The Office" (the BBC version, not the American version, which I've heard is crap). This is one of the best series previously on television and now on DVD. It really captures the essence of Humans - how we work, how we talk, how we interact, what we need, what we fear, what we're doing on the weekends, etc. Do yourself a favor and find someone who has it, borrow it, watch it, and then return it. Because they'll probably want it back. Unless you're not the type who needs to see it before you buy it. In which case, just buy it. Unless you don't have the cash.

My brother gave me the fourth season of "Seinfeld" and True and False : Heresy and Common Sense for the Actor by David Mamet for graduation. Inside the Mamet book (on page 96-97 no less) was a list of "10 Suggestions for Your First Year of College." The list is fantastic, and I'll be sure to do every single item on it. I'm probably going to start on the book tonight.

Take off your shoes when you come into this house! I told you kids a million times not to track mud, dirt, blood, sewage, and whatever else you trek through in the front lawn onto my carpet! That's why it's out there in the first place; it don't belong in here. Now go wash them off with your tooth brushes or next time it'll be your tounge. Kids: why did I have to have them? Well, I didn't have them really; my wife did. But I still got to put up with them, right? Oh well. Such is the nature of Fate. It follows its own path, which is almost always the exact opposite from man's way of thinking. It picks us up when we think it'll get worse; when things are great it shoots us down into the ground. HEY! Shut the door when you leave!

I'm so ready to get down to Baton Rouge. The thought of starting over is infinitely appealing. Everything will be clean and ready freddy to go. On the other hand, I don't want to leave behind what I've got here. And I won't be "leaving" it; I'm visiting every month or so. Still, it's a bit unnerving.

And that's where I'll end.