I only came to say I cannot stay.
Just weeks after I restarted my blog, I discovered that I actually need to leave it, or mostly. I might come back to say extremely random things, but I am no longer free to discuss my day, since my day is spent at work, and my work has a strict policy (which I completely understand) about not having their workers blog.
So, until further notice, Thinking Things Over with Calvin Coolidge is out of commission.
PIP PIP.
3.26.2007
3.21.2007
It's beginning to look a lot like
Springtime. I'm sitting here in my bedroom in Schaumburg, with the light drizzle of rain falling from the creaky gutters above my window (mostly creaky because a wiffle ball is stuck up there from about 4 years ago, and it keeps rolling back and forth...for four years it's been rolling back and forth...you'd think I would get a ladder and get it out...but I haven't...I think I hit it up there, because when I play wiffle ball I can really drive that puppy...but it's just as likely that I tried playing catch and it ended up on the roof), and I can't help but think...that I've lost my train of thought...oh right, springtime.
We're set for a week of 45-70 degree weather. Just cool enough for a light jacket (I just got a new Cubs one. Blue and red, of course, though some say the red sleeves are too bright...I think it's practically perfect in every way [name that movie]).
It's been a while since I posted, with classes winding down and all. Next week I'll be starting my internship at WGN-TV. It's kind of exciting, but at the same time more than I think I want to be doing. Writing stories on deadline and editing video all by the 9pm news, 40 hours a week, for 6 months? I don't want to do TV for a living, so it's kind of a drag.
The worst part of it is I'll be living in a halfway house. By that I mean a place where homeless crack addicts spend their nights in between stints in the county penitentary. Except, my halfway house actually refers to not being at home, but not being in college dorms either. I'm at my grandfathers. That's nice because it's 10 minutes away from WGN. That's not so nice, though, when you consider I'm living in Chicago (which you know I hate) and I won't be able to really make the room my own.
Worst of all, I won't have internet access. Pretty much none. For six months. That is going to be tough. Email is the way to communicate these days. More than that, IM. How will I keep in touch with you if I don't have AIM? (For the 90 people on my buddy list who I no longer talk to, it's the same as it's always been...IM me some time...but obviously not in the six months after Monday...for all the reasons I listed above).
That'll do it for today.
Random Factoid: "Mack the Knife" is famous for three recordings: Bobby Darrin's, Frank Sinatra's, and the musical "Three-Penny Opera."
Pip pip.
We're set for a week of 45-70 degree weather. Just cool enough for a light jacket (I just got a new Cubs one. Blue and red, of course, though some say the red sleeves are too bright...I think it's practically perfect in every way [name that movie]).
It's been a while since I posted, with classes winding down and all. Next week I'll be starting my internship at WGN-TV. It's kind of exciting, but at the same time more than I think I want to be doing. Writing stories on deadline and editing video all by the 9pm news, 40 hours a week, for 6 months? I don't want to do TV for a living, so it's kind of a drag.
The worst part of it is I'll be living in a halfway house. By that I mean a place where homeless crack addicts spend their nights in between stints in the county penitentary. Except, my halfway house actually refers to not being at home, but not being in college dorms either. I'm at my grandfathers. That's nice because it's 10 minutes away from WGN. That's not so nice, though, when you consider I'm living in Chicago (which you know I hate) and I won't be able to really make the room my own.
Worst of all, I won't have internet access. Pretty much none. For six months. That is going to be tough. Email is the way to communicate these days. More than that, IM. How will I keep in touch with you if I don't have AIM? (For the 90 people on my buddy list who I no longer talk to, it's the same as it's always been...IM me some time...but obviously not in the six months after Monday...for all the reasons I listed above).
That'll do it for today.
Random Factoid: "Mack the Knife" is famous for three recordings: Bobby Darrin's, Frank Sinatra's, and the musical "Three-Penny Opera."
Pip pip.
It's beginning to look a lot like
Springtime. I'm sitting here in my bedroom in Schaumburg, with the light drizzle of rain falling from the creaky gutters above my window (mostly creaky because a wiffle ball is stuck up there from about 4 years ago...I think I hit it up there, because when I play wiffle ball I can really drive that puppy...but it's just as likely that I tried playing catch and it ended up on the roof), and I can't help but think...that I've lost my train of thought...oh right, springtime.
We're set for a week of 45-70 degree weather. Just cool enough for a light jacket (I just got a new Cubs one. Blue and red, of course, though some say the red sleeves are too bright...I think it's practically perfect in every way [name that movie]).
It's been a while since I posted, with classes winding down and all. Next week I'll be starting my internship at WGN-TV. It's kind of exciting, but at the same time more than I think I want to be doing. Writing stories on deadline and editing video all by the 9pm news, 40 hours a week, for 6 months? I don't want to do TV for a living, so it's kind of a drag.
The worst part of it is I'll be living in a halfway house. By that I mean a place where homeless crack addicts spend their nights in between stints in the county penitentary. Except, my halfway house actually refers to not being at home, but not being in college dorms either. I'm at my grandfathers. That's nice because it's 10 minutes away from WGN. That's not so nice, though, when you consider I'm living in Chicago (which you know I hate) and I won't be able to really make the room my own.
Worst of all, I won't have internet access. Pretty much none. For six months. That is going to be tough. Email is the way to communicate these days. More than that, IM. How will I keep in touch with you if I don't have AIM? (For the 90 people on my buddy list who I no longer talk to, it's the same as it's always been...IM me some time...but obviously not in the six months after Monday...for all the reasons I listed above).
That'll do it for today.
Random Factoid: "Mack the Knife" is famous for three recordings: Bobby Darrin's, Frank Sinatra's, and the musical "Three-Penny Opera."
Pip pip.
We're set for a week of 45-70 degree weather. Just cool enough for a light jacket (I just got a new Cubs one. Blue and red, of course, though some say the red sleeves are too bright...I think it's practically perfect in every way [name that movie]).
It's been a while since I posted, with classes winding down and all. Next week I'll be starting my internship at WGN-TV. It's kind of exciting, but at the same time more than I think I want to be doing. Writing stories on deadline and editing video all by the 9pm news, 40 hours a week, for 6 months? I don't want to do TV for a living, so it's kind of a drag.
The worst part of it is I'll be living in a halfway house. By that I mean a place where homeless crack addicts spend their nights in between stints in the county penitentary. Except, my halfway house actually refers to not being at home, but not being in college dorms either. I'm at my grandfathers. That's nice because it's 10 minutes away from WGN. That's not so nice, though, when you consider I'm living in Chicago (which you know I hate) and I won't be able to really make the room my own.
Worst of all, I won't have internet access. Pretty much none. For six months. That is going to be tough. Email is the way to communicate these days. More than that, IM. How will I keep in touch with you if I don't have AIM? (For the 90 people on my buddy list who I no longer talk to, it's the same as it's always been...IM me some time...but obviously not in the six months after Monday...for all the reasons I listed above).
That'll do it for today.
Random Factoid: "Mack the Knife" is famous for three recordings: Bobby Darrin's, Frank Sinatra's, and the musical "Three-Penny Opera."
Pip pip.
3.12.2007
I've fallen behind again
Not on posts, because I never promised to be daily. I've fallen behind on the times. Once again, the century has passed me by.
When I started this blog in high school, it shocked the nation, like Bobby Thurman (for my sports friends) or Lexington (for my historically minded friends). If you're neither, it was like the shot heard round the world. Mortonson entered the blog-o-sphere.
I was actually doing something modern, something technological, something normal kids my age were doing.
Well, my friends, apparently "blogging" is no longer what it was 3 years ago. Even though this is on BLOGGER.COM, I have been informed that this is a livejournal. I assume it's like if I had a Model T, and I told people I had a Ford. It'd be true, but it's probably not what they were expecting.
You see, blogs, I guess, are now supposed to serve some sort of purpose. Comment on one centric idea. Like sports, or presidents, or broadway, or license plates collections. But my blog, does all those things. And, in the meantime, talks about my life.
Back in my day, a blog was a diary. Suddenly it's supposed to be something more sophisticated. And durned if I'll be more sophisticated. I didn't spend three years in college to grow. I spent three years in college because I have nothing better to do.
Which is why I'm blogging at 1:30am. I will not be changing my blog into a thematic site, nor will I start a livejournal (because a) i don't want to and b) i dont' know how to).
By the way, livejournal doesn't make anysense. Is it updating all the time on its own? Is it a video feed? Then how could it be live? It's a misomer, and frankly my dear, I wont' stand for it.
Random Factoid: There is no team with a .500 or less record in teh tournament this year...That's a first for quite a while. I have no automatic pick in the play-in game (I always pick the sub-.500 team, and it usually works).
Pip pip.
When I started this blog in high school, it shocked the nation, like Bobby Thurman (for my sports friends) or Lexington (for my historically minded friends). If you're neither, it was like the shot heard round the world. Mortonson entered the blog-o-sphere.
I was actually doing something modern, something technological, something normal kids my age were doing.
Well, my friends, apparently "blogging" is no longer what it was 3 years ago. Even though this is on BLOGGER.COM, I have been informed that this is a livejournal. I assume it's like if I had a Model T, and I told people I had a Ford. It'd be true, but it's probably not what they were expecting.
You see, blogs, I guess, are now supposed to serve some sort of purpose. Comment on one centric idea. Like sports, or presidents, or broadway, or license plates collections. But my blog, does all those things. And, in the meantime, talks about my life.
Back in my day, a blog was a diary. Suddenly it's supposed to be something more sophisticated. And durned if I'll be more sophisticated. I didn't spend three years in college to grow. I spent three years in college because I have nothing better to do.
Which is why I'm blogging at 1:30am. I will not be changing my blog into a thematic site, nor will I start a livejournal (because a) i don't want to and b) i dont' know how to).
By the way, livejournal doesn't make anysense. Is it updating all the time on its own? Is it a video feed? Then how could it be live? It's a misomer, and frankly my dear, I wont' stand for it.
Random Factoid: There is no team with a .500 or less record in teh tournament this year...That's a first for quite a while. I have no automatic pick in the play-in game (I always pick the sub-.500 team, and it usually works).
Pip pip.
3.09.2007
What was wrong with me?
I can't possibly make a glorious return to the blog-o-sphere without giving you a sampling of what this blog is truly like (Speaking of sampling, you know what I haven't done for years? Eaten lunch at Sam's Club. Not like the hot dog stand in the front. I mean going to Sam's on a Sunday at noon and going from aisle to aisle trying mostly delicious free samples. It's usually a balanced meal, lots of variety, even drinks...and most importantly...FREE...Evanston could use a Sam's Club)
So that's basically it. If you're new to my blog, that's how I run it. And I run a tight ship...as can be evidenced by my nearly 15 months of not posting a durned thing.
My blog in brief (because I don't wear boxers):
1) Sometimes more information than you wanted to know
2) Always random
3) Always write in train-of-thought (scroll to the bottom of the blog to discover that my train is Gordon, not Thomas)
4) Often attempt humor
5) Love to use ellipses instead of periods or commas
6) Will recap things going on in my life
7) Sometimes will fall into a state of depression, but it's nothing to be concerned about. I have male PMS.
A lot has changed in the past year. I'd say I've probably changed, but if you really know me, that'd be ridiculous. Here's one thing that ironically hasn't changed. When i last posted, I wasn't Sports Director of WNUR. Right now I'm not really Sports Director. What's the irony? I was for most of the 14 months in between.
Is that proper use of "irony?" I always screw that up. Would it be ironic if I called this sentence ironic for discussing the irony?
I couldn't even follow that one.
I end my posts with a Cubs update if applicable and a random factoid. And then, of course, pip pip.
Random Factoid: I now use Gmail for all my mail needs. It's fabulous (that's an opinionoid). The fact is that every gmail account right now has 2,826MB of space.
Pip pip.
So that's basically it. If you're new to my blog, that's how I run it. And I run a tight ship...as can be evidenced by my nearly 15 months of not posting a durned thing.
My blog in brief (because I don't wear boxers):
1) Sometimes more information than you wanted to know
2) Always random
3) Always write in train-of-thought (scroll to the bottom of the blog to discover that my train is Gordon, not Thomas)
4) Often attempt humor
5) Love to use ellipses instead of periods or commas
6) Will recap things going on in my life
7) Sometimes will fall into a state of depression, but it's nothing to be concerned about. I have male PMS.
A lot has changed in the past year. I'd say I've probably changed, but if you really know me, that'd be ridiculous. Here's one thing that ironically hasn't changed. When i last posted, I wasn't Sports Director of WNUR. Right now I'm not really Sports Director. What's the irony? I was for most of the 14 months in between.
Is that proper use of "irony?" I always screw that up. Would it be ironic if I called this sentence ironic for discussing the irony?
I couldn't even follow that one.
I end my posts with a Cubs update if applicable and a random factoid. And then, of course, pip pip.
Random Factoid: I now use Gmail for all my mail needs. It's fabulous (that's an opinionoid). The fact is that every gmail account right now has 2,826MB of space.
Pip pip.
I don't know why I'm doing this...
But I decided to start my blog up again.
It ended on such a sour note 14 months ago. There were three reasons I ended it.
1) The whole Drood fiasco. I shared my dislike of the cast, they saw it, and all Heck broke loose. That drove me away
2) My parents found it. Now, I never said anything against them, but I liked having a private escape that they didn't know about. Maybe 14 months later they won't check it anymore. Even if they do, I have nothing to hide.
3) I started this blog in high school. My high school friends always seemed to like my style of writing on it. Now, though, I don't know who I'm writing to. I've lost touch with most of them. My college friends wouldn't care.
And as usual, my post borders on the depressed.
But my returning to "Thinking Things Over with Calvin Coolidge" marks a happy day! A tremendous day. One of excitement. One of exhiliration. One of 365.
I'll try to post again tomorrow. Perhaps with something more funny. If you want to see how I actually can be a humorous person, scroll down a ways to the "Highlight Reel" post. Some of my finer work. I hope I can return to it.
Random Factoid: The term "Great Scott" may have started in the Civil War in a casual reference to fat old General Winfield Scott.
Pip Pip.
It ended on such a sour note 14 months ago. There were three reasons I ended it.
1) The whole Drood fiasco. I shared my dislike of the cast, they saw it, and all Heck broke loose. That drove me away
2) My parents found it. Now, I never said anything against them, but I liked having a private escape that they didn't know about. Maybe 14 months later they won't check it anymore. Even if they do, I have nothing to hide.
3) I started this blog in high school. My high school friends always seemed to like my style of writing on it. Now, though, I don't know who I'm writing to. I've lost touch with most of them. My college friends wouldn't care.
And as usual, my post borders on the depressed.
But my returning to "Thinking Things Over with Calvin Coolidge" marks a happy day! A tremendous day. One of excitement. One of exhiliration. One of 365.
I'll try to post again tomorrow. Perhaps with something more funny. If you want to see how I actually can be a humorous person, scroll down a ways to the "Highlight Reel" post. Some of my finer work. I hope I can return to it.
Random Factoid: The term "Great Scott" may have started in the Civil War in a casual reference to fat old General Winfield Scott.
Pip Pip.