In which Conando rides into the sunset

It's been a while, but despite my best efforts to ignore Internet based self actualization: I'm back (said with a slightly Arnoldian drag). As any budding blogger would bequest, I'm bounding back into broadband bragging to belt out a bloated brick of belligerent brain brew. So here's a list of current events in relation to all things related M (moonkin too).

1) I just found out my main squeeze is part mermaid. With a few casual trips to the aquatic center under our belt, it's plain to see that M. and I have not only found a new way to blow off steam.

2) I prefer to keep my head under the water and watch slightly distorted torsos move in slow motion beneath the waves rather than practice swimming away from sharks. (Isn't that why the others perpetually traverse the lanes?)

3) In a little less than two weeks my night shift position will be no more. Tip toeing out from the comfortable shadow of nocturnal nursing seems like a more than promising endeavor, but I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a small bit of anxiety involved in the switch.

4) I saw the movie Avatar. This cinematic experience reinvigorated my interest in the film making process. Thinking about the sheere amount of work involved in the making of such a piece of work makes my head spin. From top to bottom, inside and out, that flick proved its worth again and again. However, considering my age I wonder how I would have reacted to this movie if 15 years were subtracted (or added). Consider how people were affected by Star Wars when it originally hit the big screen in the late seventies. Depending on how impressionable the viewer is, media such as this can end up shaping the way he/she looks at subsequent films and modern day mythology indefinitely. Was Avatar that good? I can't wait to see! (in 20 years?)

5) Conan (A.K.A. Co co, Conando, Conzies) gave a heart wrenching farewell to NBC and the famed Tonight Show last night. As much as I wanted to pound my fist on the table at the miss doings of fat-cat NBC execs for this decision to boot my long time late night hero, Conan was sure to waylay my ill emotions with a truly heartfelt good bye speech. Either Conan is 6'4" of integrity or his salute was monetarily fueled. Who else could see cut through the "victim" cloud as cleanly as he did in order to uncover the grateful truth? I'll miss his shenanigans, and I feel jilted by this abrupt change, but it may just be for the best.

In which I begin the blog

Hello from behind the electronic pulpit! We've gathered here today to...ahem..that's no way to start a new blog now is it? Now where was I? Ah yes, welcome to my new live journal 2.0. That's right! I, like many fool hardy men and women of my in-between generation fell victim to the live journal craze sometime in the late 90's-early ott's. What seemed like a great venue for ranting and raving ended up being stifled by the flashy, in your face next-gen social networking sites such as my space and eventually face book. Migration was inevitable, however I knew that one day I'd crawl back to blogging when the time was right. So without further adieu I'd like to welcome anyone willing to watch, listen, and hopefully get a kick out of my random musings.

Here's a top 10 list of what's on my mind at this very moment:

1. I should have been warned ahead of time of the negative effects that dinner (which was so graciously delivered to me by a goddess of sorts) could cause.


2. It's not a question of whether the abomination dragging its feet in front of me is man or woman, but whether it's human vs. a vile creature from the bowels of Mordor.


3. This new app I set up for M. and I seems a bit shady, but worth at least a little more trial time. It's called text+. I found it on the app store while scanning the top 100 or so free apps. It's supposed to allow for FREE mobile to mobile texting while working more like a chat room rather than SMS. Sadly, it takes at least two people to have faith in its usefulness, which might become its greatest obstacle to overcome.


4. Speaking of which: I need to check into picking up a new iPhone this week. Mine's been busted for far too long.


5. I can't wait for the next gate to open in ICC. Although the first 4 boss battles were interesting enough, I'm chomping at the bit to race ahead towards Arthas and his kind while spamming moonfire along the way.


6. Tonight the clock seems to be ticking the wrong way.


7. One's chance to survive in the ICU is inversely related to their over all social worth.


8. Chest piece: I need to formulate a plan. As it stands, I'd like to tie my traditional Japanese sleeves together with an image playing by the same rules. A face/mask is right out, but I'm still stuck on the notion that the piece needs to be symmetrical.


9. My lovely lady whom I have the luxury of living with will be starting back classes this week. Hopefully I'll be able to facilitate a smooth transition back into what could be a hectic last quarter.


10. I wish I was under the spidey throw with my two favorite snuggle mates (M + Albee).

That's all for now! Hopefully I'll keep up with this lofty endeavor. I've yet to figure out a voice/template to go by in each entry, so bear with me as I slowly devise a plan as to where this bus is heading.