What An Unproductive Day (And I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way)

Really. I think I must've watched TV for about 8 hours today. But hey, it was fun. I haven't slept past 7AM for 14+ days (a fact, not a complaint) so it was nice to not have an alarm kick me outta bed this morning -- even though I only slept until 8. It was only 5 months ago that I slept until 11 every day!

I managed to get to the grocery store today and ignore the Cub Scouts selling their goodies with a promise of "I'll be sure and bring cash next time." Yeah, right.

I read the newspaper.

I went to deposit my expense check. How long has Wells Fargo been open on Saturdays untl 2pm? Nice.

I went to "The Heartbreak Kid" at the local cineplex. Skip it.

It's great how the movie theatres give jobs tearing tickets to the handicapped, but then, who's making them work in the first place? This kid had cerebral palsy, and thanks to my extensive TV watching, I now know that people with this condition still have full mental functionality, so for the first time ever I wasn't really even uncomfortable around a handicapped ticket taker. What their mental capacity has to do with my being comfortable or un, I have no idea. I'm such a bad person.

Yeah, then I watched TV the rest of the day. There are so many new shows on, I've had some catching up to do. See, I got the internets finally. "Lyons," if you're reading this, thanks for letting me use your wi-fi since June! My new fast internets have allowed me to not buy cable tv, but instead watch all my shows on ABC.com, etc. And since my TV is also my computer monitor, watching video on my computer is good stuff.

I was going to talk about my experience at Dave Matthews Band from 10 days ago, too. In fact, I just went off on a huge tangent, because that was my original intent of this blog. Oops. Let's just say, that's the type of concert I want to have someone to go with to next time. It was very cool, though. I've never heard a more tight-sounding live band before. How they all get their timing down when they are constantly improvising is beyond me.

I know DMB have a propensity to "jam" and go on ridiculously long musical journeys, but I didn't realize how long they were until I read the review in the newspaper the next day. The first song was 20 minutes! There were several others that were near the 15 minute mark. It's no wonder that they'd only played a handful of songs and almost two hours had passed.

Where I was sitting, I could see the full moon ascend into the sky; I could also see the vast ocean of cars that would prevent me from getting home at a decent hour. I ended up leaving the concert on what I thought might be the last song before the encore, so I could avoid the hour it was going to take to get out of the parking lot. Again, the review in the newspaper informed me that I did leave on the last song before the encore, but I missed out on about an hour encore consisting of 3 songs. I was okay with that, though, because I was in my car and home in 15 minutes. What a stick in the mud I'm turning out to be. By the way, I could get used to going to concerts outdoors. I've been treated to two concerts in a row on beautiful nights. Wilco back in August and now this.

Work this week kind of sucked. We had a new client, which is cool, but it also lacks consistency of having done the audit in prior years. We were supposed to be done by Friday. We weren't even close. It's possible we have to go back for a day or two next week. Don and I were working out near San Bernardino. For you folks not familiar with the greater L.A. area, this is in the Inland Empire, or "I.E." which is in the desert, hot, and generally ghetto. It was an hour drive each way every day. $10 round trip in tolls. I can't wait for my 4 mile commute to the office Monday morning. I miss it.