Note to self to train for the olympics again in two years. The past two weeks or so has left me pretty decimated. I haven’t stepped on a scale yet, but i’m pretty sure rapid loss of muscle mass, lack of sleep, and long work hours would have taken a much larger toll had i not had muscle mass, sleep and hours to lose in the first place.

Also, a note to self to get my back fixed before the next olympics arrive as it was the one thing that prevented me from getting to a couple hours of fixes this time around.

Oh, and i’m already cooking up ideas for olympics.next. hopefully good things to come . . . if i remember. note to self: remember.

Alrighty, time to work off the tire that has found its way around my waist.

Oly! Oly! The olympics are here!

So, after many and hour, she’s live. be sure to check out all that is wonderous about oly, m, and pics.

Those other guys released a site redesign today. *sigh*

I get sad when i have my ass handed to me.  and it’s happened a couple times since i’ve gotten to Y! Sports.
I did a little digging and found that our last redesign was in january of 2003.  we even made cnet’s news.com with the refresh.

anyway, espn updated a few months later in june of 2003 and now, they’ve somehow beaten us to a new refresh.  not only that, but they got rid of all the annoying things i hated about their site. and, it now loads faster than ape shit. and, they’re much closer to w3c compliance than we are. and, their video shit is cross platform. shucks.
so, here i am, with my ass in my hands. then again, perhaps it’s just an elbow.

Down in SoCal today for the Oly summit–a meet and great for all the heads that’ll be working on the the winter olympics. anyway, it appears that if you own a linux laptop, you’re assed out on the network. you can’t event get to frontyard.

now, i’m not really complaining, cause if i were and IT person, i wouldn’t want linux boxes on my network either, but i just found it odd that i couldn’t get to frontyard as it’s widely available to the rest of the world.

anyway, note taken. provisions will be made for Santa Monica dot Next.

Made my first Classroom Buddies visit today.

Classroom buddies is this program that cbaray was kind enough to get me an in on. Once every other week, Yahoo!s go play with kids over at Bishop Elementary. I’m teamed up with one trubio and we get to play with Ms. Egleston’s second grade class. weeeee . . . !

Today’s activity was gingerbread houses. not sure how are when gingerbread houses became grahm cracker houses, but whatever. grahm crackers were cracked, frosting was frosted, and a whole boatload of candy was . . . . candied(?). in the end, many a four walled confection structure were built, and much fun was had. i feel sorry for whoever got them next. we pumped them so full of sugar . . . . geeez . .. sorry.

i forgot how much kids like attention. as soon as you raise an eye brow, they pounce on you and soak up as much face time as they can. with a bunch of kids, it’s like watching a flock of birds, were they all start swarming around you with smiling faces and outstretched hands. “can i have more m&m’s?” “some more red vines?” “i need more frosting.”

anyway, i’m hoping this entry comes off cheerful, cause, like, that was my intent. i guess i should put my analytic hat down for a second and say i had lots of fun messing with kids today.

so, i’m in the gym today getting ready to clean up and get on the bus. I grab a towel, get naked, and head to the showers. Place the towel on the hook, step into the stall and clean up. upon shutting off the water, i reach for my towel and . . . it’s gone . . . ! and i’m thinking, “mother fucker, someone took my towel! what kind of pansy ass prick would take my towel?!?” and then i remember that i’m at yahoo! and there are no pricks here(?) and go get another towel. well, i didn’t really mean the part about there not being pricks. from the course of events, there obviously are, i just had to put that in there to balance out the light to dark ratio.

but, still . . . who takes another man’s towel? i’m not sure where to rank that in terms of serverity of offense. i mean, it’s gotta be up there with covetting they neighbor’s wife, right?

Have a Happy Day!

In filling out my self-assesment, it occurs to me that i’m more vector based than scalar based. by that, i mean i’m more concerned with direction than checkpoints. I’m wondering why it has taken me this long to realize. perhaps its because i lost my previous self evaluations from years past and had to do this one from scratch. or, maybe it’s because i feel the assesment that i’m being asked to fill out feels very scalar. it asks for your goals/priorities which seems to serve as both a scalar and vector, but then it asks for your progress percentage. which, to me, is asking what percent of life have i progressed. am i really capable of such a judgement? do i dare hazard a guess on how much of my life i have left? brrr . . . . perhaps it’s time to lay off of the hooch and just write this thing. fuck it, i’m the shit. give me my damn superstar award!

to pass up free beer. should i be scared that this affirmation of non-alcoholism is paining me so?

anyway, my first y! octoberfest. yay! . . . although, i was promised free churros, but the churros were no where to be found. only pretzels and a lot of processed meat. but the beer battered mushrooms where the bomb.

cris was kind enough to treat me to my first meatnormous sandwich today. my stomach thanks you. my bowels are on the fence.

here we go, about to start the crazy month of october. goes a little something like this:

sept. 26th – 28th: vegas
oct. 2 – 3: the chuburys come to town!
oct. 9: sactown for a book release party
oct. 14 – 15: orange county for a wedding
oct. 22 – 23: sactown to help mom with a . . . potluck
oct. 28 – 31: NYC . . . !

bruce was in hong kong this past weekend and hence a union of the wang-wong-woo clan. got a very . . . ice filled call from them i guess. anyway, it appears mr. willie wong and mr. li meng are coming to town in january and are looking to hit up vegas . . . this makes my january very vegas heavy.

i wish i had something insightful in this post rather than a lame regurgitation of my itinerary . . . so much for wishing.