October 31, 2004
October 29, 2004
The Week From Weirdsville
Wednesday night, a representative from Northrop Grumman invited me to Los Angeles for a few days to interview and learn about the company. They're flying me from Champaign to Chicago to LA. When I'm there, I'll get to interview, take tours, go to dinner and socialize for three days. I said, "sure" (in my mind I'm saying WAAAAHOOOOO!!!), then got off the phone. Then, realizing that LA is a fun place that I've never been to, I decided to call them back to see if I can stay for the weekend, too. They said all I'd have to do is pay for the extra days at the hotel.
I love it when people I don't know spend absurd amounts of money on me. I'm going to see the Pacific Ocean, Disneyland, Magic Mountain, Knott's Berry Farm, and I think Hollywood might be near LA, too. Alright, so Hollywood is pointless...and I might not have time for ALL that other stuff. Anyway, I'm going to have fun. I'm leaving on November 10. If anyone wants to come, let me know. If not, I'll make friends with Californians.
Changing topics from weird and exciting to...just weird. Tonight, a priest from the church next-door came to my apartment. I recognized him, since I had been to a few of his masses. He said he was thinking about renting the apartment next-door and wanted to see what they looked like. I showed him around my place and we talked for a while, then he left. Apparently the church bought my building and the rest of the block in order to expand. He's a cool guy, it'd be interesting to have him for a neighbor.
I'm going to California. HA! That's fantastic.
B
October 27, 2004
The Station Turns 100!
This is The Station's 100th posting!
For the centennial, I created a category guide which can be found on the right. Now, you can search the few categories I've established. Hopefully, I'll use categories more often now that they can be used for something.
Some The Station stats:
B
October 22, 2004
RCT3 Is Violent!
Look at what you can do with Roller Coaster Tycoon 3. Rampant destruction and chaos are amusing!
B
October 15, 2004
Feeling Uninspired
There is nothing to write about, yet I feel like I should type something. Hmm...a haiku?...an urban legend?...kid Brian and his adventures?
The other day I remembered the first time I was told the phrase, "point your toe." I was probably about two or three, and I believe my mom was trying to get me into some pajama bottoms. I was kinda confused at her command and, although I didn't see how it would help the situation, I responded by pointing at my foot. I think I got yelled at for being a wise-guy (Mom was not in a good mood that evening).
While I'm on the subject of childhood stories, I'll relay another.
I tried to be creative when I insulted my sister if for no other reason than to seem more intelligent than her, even if I was being just as immature. One time I called her a "dope on a rope." Never in my life have I heard my mom laugh so hysterically. My sister cried. I was happy.
B
October 08, 2004
Mr. Coffee Gets Transferred
You know it's going to be a long night when you move the coffee pot from the kitchen to your desk.
B
October 02, 2004
The Lying Nun
I went to kindergarten in a Catholic school. The class was taught by a nun who must have been in her seventies if not eighties (and I believe she is still alive today). One day while she's talking to us, she looks toward the window and exclaims, "Look! Jesus is out in the parking lot!" Never have thirty five-year-olds moved so quickly. All the kids, tripping over chairs and knocking over desks, run to the window to see Jesus. Much to our disappointment, he wasn't in the parking lot.
I can't remember what Sister Alvina said in explanation. Seriously, why would she do that? Maybe she really did see Jesus. I should find out if she's alive and ask her. At this age, though, she's probably seeing things all the time! Seriously though, she was pretty cool.
B