Category: Random

Pulling an All-Nighter

I feel like I’m back in college again.  Tonight, I pulled an all nighter.

I don’t think I’ve done this since in my senior year of college, I had to finish that last paper on the last day it was possibly due.

In fact, I think that’s how I wrote most of my papers – by pulling all-nighters.  It’s a wonder I passed any of my classes.

In my old theater occupation I used to work some pretty wacky hours, and staying up until 5am was no big deal at all.  The next day, I just slept in until 2pm.

What I notice from getting fatigued, is I often lose my place in the sequence of things I am doing.  I am doing a few work projects tonight that I have to get done before I go to Houston on Wednesday, and it unfortunately requires a lot of repetitive busywork in photoshop… duplicating layers, changing colors, etc.  Except I keep getting lost in that process.

I’m about to fall out of the chair… so it’s 5:38am and I’m giving in…

Some Toilet Humor

2.jpgThere’s nothing to match the relief that you feel when you flush and see that the toilet seat cover is slightly struggling to detach from the seat!

I love it when paper products do their job!

My uncle who is a doctor has his own private restroom. It’s the least they could give him for all those years of medical school. I think in my next job interview, when asked if I have any questions related to compensation or company culture, I will ask what the policy is on private restrooms.

But in all seriousness, here’s my one problem. It’s just a small favor I’d like to ask every gentle man out there, especially (cough… cough…) my coworkers… and I’ll be as kind as possible: Men… you need to… um… step up to the plate a bit more. The dribbling all over the floor is sickening.

Thanks for reading… Have a great weekend!

I’m Appalled

One of the more recent innovations in “print” media is the ability for readers to leave comments on a story at a newspaper’s website. This has really changed the way we “read the paper.” Not only do we get the writer’s carefully researched and thought out perspective, but we also get the impulsive, knee jerk reactions of any reader who knows how to operate a keyboard.

I often read the Deseret News online, a Salt Lake City newspaper which is owned by my church. Many Mormons give the paper extra status/clout because of it’s church affiliation, so the paper has a pronouncedly slanted readership.

So lately I have noticed that these people who comment on stories on the Deseret News’ website all use the same adjectives OVER and OVER. In fact, it seems like Mormon people seem to recycle these adjectives as the only ones that properly reflect their DEEP and ABIDING feeling.

appalled.jpg“I’m appalled,” stated one reader, “at Governor Hunstman’s endorsement of McCain. He is clearly out of touch.”

“I’m appalled” is my #1 hated phrase. I think people don’t realize how silly it sounds to be so violently opposed to pretty much everything, especially trivial things like a governor’s endorsement, or the blurred printing of an expiration date on a dairy product.

No: I’m appalled at the genocide in Darfur. I’m appalled at the acceptance of Paris Hilton as a member of the human race… everything else can have a lesser gradation of negative emotion.

These dear readers are often and easily “shocked” as well. Anything shocks them. The 300th cloned sheep comes out and they are “shocked.”

Of course, the grand poo bah of all comments come together when someone is both “shocked and appalled” about a certain subject. When this comment is unleashed, for this reader the very foundations of heaven and hell are shaking at the very thought of such a moment in our recorded journalistic history. This person’s head is simply about to explode at the overwhelming feeling they are having toward the story. They are just overcome with a barrage of negative emotion.

So hey everybody… tone down the rhetoric out there a bit, and use words that more accurately reflect your true feelings toward something. Maybe if we all got a little less “appalled” at each other every once in a while, the world might be a better place.