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pointed out to me by the chuburys . . .

In a cafe (a cupcake cafe of all places): Carry the Zero by Built to Spill.

Haven’t heard it in years. And maybe it’s because it’s an exceptionally warm october in gotham, but man did that take me back. I even had to think about it a bit before i came up with the band.

Anyway, load up some decemberists and pavement and i’ll be good to go.

It’s almost 1:30am and i can’t get to sleep. To what do i owe this insomnia? Well, you see, I was supposed to go the the gym today, but felt more like going to a bar. except, being that the Y! sports team just got back from vegas where i practically bathed in alcohol, i figured bar was no good. Luckily, baray and family were meeting up with the robinsons for dinner at the counter tonight.

so, usually, when i hit up one of these “make your own burger” places, i trend toward the western bacon cheeseburger model, but today was different. I felt a little crazy, so i opted for the breakfast burger: bacon, mushrooms, swiss, and fried egg on an english muffin. I can gladly say i’d recommend it.

ah . . late night, non-sensical blogging. I feel like i had a point to this blog post, but after a quick read, i see that i didn’t. hmm . . . maybe it was that i can’t get to sleep because i have this breakfast burger sitting in my stomach. oh well, i feel like some scotch. oh, vegas . . . oh, scotch.

Six years to the day. Six years and this is the first time i’m in sacramento on the day.

It’s odd how the family has started to move on. I guess kevin never really put much weight on today, and i had to remind mom this year because she thought it was tomorrow. I’m not sure if that means i’m holding on too tight or everyone’s letting go too early. Maybe neither. who knows.

Anyway, it’ll be nice to visit nanny’s grave this year.

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Got tickets to monday night football on opening weekend. Cardinals vs. Niners. Awesome.

I stopped riding the shuttle bus to work this summer. There are a number of reasons. Carmen being here is one, but overall, the crowd on the bus just started getting to me. why, you ask? because they’re a bunch of wusses. wussy whiners. don’t do this, stop doing that, blah, blah, blah.

Things really turned for the worse when a bunch of riders put up such a yelp that they changed the bus routes to run san francisco -> santa clara -> sunnyvale in the mornings and the reverse route in the evenings. For those not in the know, san francisco is north of sunnyvale and sunnyvale is north of santa clara. thus, this route makes absolutely no sense. for the provincial new yorker, it’s like the 1/9 going from 116th to south ferry first and then back up to times square. stooopid.

anyway, to further solidify my contempt for the shuttle, this was sent to all south bay employees today:

Golden Rules for Shuttle Riders

You Can Make the <edited to protect . . . sombody> Shuttles Even Better!

As awesome as the shuttles are, you can make them even awesomer by following a few simple rules. This list is the result of a community input process – thanks to many suggestions from shuttle riders. (Special thanks to <edited to protect the guilty>.) Here are the “Golden Rules” of shuttle riding:

1. Respect the line when waiting for the bus. Wait at the end of it when you arrive. Board the bus after the person who started waiting just before you.

2. Keep the aisle seat free of your stuff and yourself until the bus is fully loaded. This is especially important in the rows with more legroom. Use the space under the seat, the overhead compartment and even the cargo storage to hold your belongings. Keep the aisle clear too.

3. If someone sits directly behind you and your seat is reclined, raise it …unless you’re in front of one of those exceptionally wide leg room rows (the faux exit rows).

4. In a relatively empty bus sit staggered once the bus is loaded, i.e., one row window, next row aisle and so forth. This way everyone can recline to their hearts’, backs’ and legs’ content.

5. Phone conversations… sigh… please just realize that not everyone has headphones and that no one wants to hear your conversation. Speak to your phone as quietly as possible… or just wait until you arrive at your destination to take and place calls.

6. Likewise, chat softly with your shuttle buddies. We know this is your special time together, but it’s also a special nap (or work) time for the guy in front of you.

7. If you drive to your shuttle stop, park in the pre-designated areas. If you don’t, the local jurisdiction might ask us to relocate the shuttle stop.

8. If you are working on your laptop on the shuttle, try not to elbow your seatmate. Actually, whatever you are doing, try not to elbow your seatmate.

9. Use the wi-fi gently. Remember it’s for all riders and don’t watch any streaming video or download large files. If you need a large file, download before you leave your desk/home.

10. If you eat or drink on board, please take your trash with you when you alight.

So, there’s a new radio stations in town, movin 99.7, and it might just mark my return to music on fm radio. It’s got a little new school and a little old school, the dj drivel is minimized and it feels like they’re playing music that people want to hear and not what the music people want you to hear. although, to be fair, it is owned by cbs. go figure.

Went to the physical therapist today to finally get my knee checked out. It’s been bothering me since bay to breakers. The diagnosis was swelling in the patella and deep gunk-works of my knee. advised to medicate for a week. yay. the body is definitely showing age. i remember a time where i would have rather suffered than turn to the pills. now, it’s like every time i heal from something i hurt from another thing and all i can do is reach for the pills and ask for the cortisone shots. this sucks.

I found this fascinating. Failures of reason manifest as hypocrisy.

overheard on the bus ride home last night:

girl on the phone: boy, if you ever cheat on me, i’ll find that bitch and kill her
boy: <dramatic pause>
girl on the phone: huh?