Category Archives: personal

I’m baaaaaack…

I just flew in from Knoxville last night (and boy, are my arms tired), after spending a lovely Christmas week with the in-laws. Lots of pie, lots of loot, lots of fun.

Now I’m back at work, trying to remember what it is I do for a living.

It’s clear to me that I’m not going to be able to get anything of substance done until I’ve had a chance to catch up on Dave Barry’s column, browse the news headlines, and end my nearly-month-long hiatus from blogging. Two down, one to go.

Since I read Dave Barry’s 2002 Gift Guide after Christmas, I’m not able to add any of these items to my Christmas list. I do have a birthday coming up pretty soon, though. For instance, we all no there’s no better way to celebrate 30 years of life than by arranging one’s funeral. And with the theme coffins recommended in Mr. Barry’s gift guide, this can be the ultimate personal gift. Personally, I don’t think there’s a better alternative for me than the “return to sender” coffin. Unless it’s to choose a nice high gloss black or chrome coffin and adorn it with these magnetic flame decals, also recommended in the gift guide. Very stylish, although I suppose it does make the wrong sort of statement about the afterlife.

Hints from Hyatt

Pink muses: How do I have cat hair inside my refrigerator?

Well, Pink, if you can’t polish off that cat in one sitting, you should really shave it and wrap it well with plastic wrap before storing the leftovers in the fridge or freezer. It keeps your appliances tidy and staves off freezer burn.

Keyword Haiku

I’ve written a Perl script to scrape all of the keywords used to get to my blog (available on my Extreme Tracking page) and use them to generate random haikus. The results aren’t as spectacular as I had hoped, but I’ll publish some of the better ones from time to time.

through accessory
how aquarium strength dance
beefy drunk jason

august furniture
crash precocious through trailer
songs italian scotch

naked girls beefy
tshirts chicago banger
italian whiskey

… and one that I wrote (inspired by random ones)…
for naked movie
match brian internet through
heidik full flash dance

Hey…

Should I be distraught that I didn’t know that flava was slang for style?
I’m so unhip.
Actually, “unhip” is probably really unhip.
Now I’m really depressed.

Hold the presses!

According to some unsolicited email I just received… terrorism can be deadly! I can tell it’s serious, because the subject line uses lots of CAPITAL LETTERS.

Attn: Terrorism can be deadly! PROTECT YOUR LIFE!32594

Thank God for spam!

Kate Bosworth Naked?

I don’t have quite the traffic yet to compete with Blake, Dave, or even Chris (however inadvertently) on search engine prowess. Despite this, I still find it entertaining to look at my Extreme Tracking results. According to the recent data, the following words have all been used in search engine queries to reach my page. Additionally, they have all been used the same number of times, which suggests to me that they might have been used together.

drunk
fat
hyatt
stupid

I tried out this combination on Google, and my blog is, in fact, the first search result returned.

Becblog, the definitive source for all of your fat, drunk, and stupid Hyatt needs.

Hot potato

Pink has apparently started watching Martha Stewart again. It’s only a matter of time before we’re all neck deep in embroidered monitor cozies.

As long as he’s volunteering to start a Hints from Pink column, I have some followup questions. I thought the raw potato trick was supposed to be used if the glass actually broke, not if the glass just separated from its metal thread thingy. Does the raw potato actually grip better than the pliers would have? It would be nice to avoid the electrician next time, but it would also be nice to not have to explain why the ceiling and light fixture are liberally coated in bits of potato.