Swallowing Promises Back Into Our Lungs
July 9th, 2005 by Mark
“If you could be honest with yourself, maybe you could be honest with the world.” — Heads vs. Breakers - Looking Massapequa, But Feeling Middle Island
I find keeping a blog to be fairly annoying. All of the time I think, “Hey, I should put this in my blog.” and then I forget or don’t have time. When I finally do have time to update this thing I have so many things that I want to touch on that I can’t give any single one the coverage that it deservers. So, I’m just going to mention a bunch of things in a few sentences each so both you and I can get on with our lives.
Jeff Sipek stopped by my house the other day and we hacked on office bocce a bunch. We got the code to a place that will make it much easier to add support for different leagues & seasons.
I went hiking through Connetquot State Park with Brandon, Brandon’s brother Dustin, Steve, and Steve’s girlfriend Melanie. We basically walked from Sunrise Highway to Vet’s Highway and back. It was nice although most of the walk was on sand.
For July 4th I went out with Brandon and his parents on their boat. We had a great time. It was nice to swim around in the bay. It’s been a long time since I last did that. It was a beautiful day and I was very glad to be out on the bay on a boat. This paragraph sucks.
Last night I got out of work at 10pm - suck. After work I met up with the guys at Applebee’s for some appetizers. We then swung by Steve’s girlfriend’s house where there was a party going on. Lots of people that I hadn’t met before and a bunch of Steve’s friends too. They all asked me to juggle for them which I mostly pretend to not like doing all of the time. I do feel a little weird that I get to a party and the first thing that I’m doing is juggling in front of 10-15 people. I don’t want to be the guy who shows up and starts juggling, ya know? Although it is fun to get drunken questions like, “Are your parents in the circus?”.
You may have noticed that my quotations here aren’t exactly “correct” English. This isn’t because I don’t know the correct way of quoting someone, just that I don’t like it. The correct way of telling a story might look like this next sentence. She asked, “Why do you say things like that?” But, fuck that. Basically, the ‘?’ finishes the question being asked, but what finishes the rest of the sentence. I guess this is my programmer side coming out. But, I don’t care. This kind of construct is just plain unnatural. So, I’m consciously making a change to the way that I write. She asked, “Why did he say, “Fuck English!”?”. There you go - much better.
