Sunday, August 31, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 00:34 is leaving Rick's Cafe, riding "bitch" between two drunks. #
  • 10:43 just finished two grilled cheese and is watching TV and playing DS. #
  • 11:51 is taking the boat out of the water. #
  • 15:30 just had an "ah-ha" moment in regards to an appropriate conent managment domain for his application in design. #
  • 18:21 is drinking home-made red and white sangrias with the Bruce Harts and preparing for some chili. #
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Gage

My parents' dog (mine as well, I guess), Gage, is not shy. Here's a typical sleeping position:


What a classy dude.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 12:04 is taking the jet ski out of the water. #
  • 12:25 is loving all the Palin reactions. #
  • 13:42 is going for a run. #
  • 18:47 is drinking a dry Bushmills Manhattan, straight up with a twist, lovingly prepared by his bro-in-law. #
  • 19:12 is drinking his second Manhattan while hearing some excellent news that he is not of liberty to share. #
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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 21:45 thinks that at this point Tom Green should come out of hiding and run for president. #
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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 22:13 is leaving work early. Brain is dead. #
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Monday, August 25, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 22:28 thinks Crispoe has lost "it". #
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Sunday, August 24, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 21:00 is home from vacation, sadly. #
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Saturday, August 23, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 18:24 is going to a sunset wine tasting on the Songo River Queen. #
  • 21:38 @crispoe fear not. It wasn't so great #
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Friday, August 22, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 18:49 is going to Gilbert's Chowder House for Dad's birthday. #
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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Dinner

Chef Stacie and I made dinner this evening and it turned out well I think.  We started off with steamers mixed in some special onion, garlic and parsley mix Stacie made.  Then we had lobster on the grill, split in half and covered in butter, garlic, parsley and lemon.  We also cooked up some corn, zuccini and asparagus on the grill, adding the lemon, garlic, etc sauce to the zuccini and the asparagus. 

We actually both liked it and didn't die...yet. 

Now I'm just waiting for the last batch of cupcakes to finish for icing...we are so productive today.

Last Night's Dream

I don't usually have dreams or at least I don't usually remember them, but this one was odd enough that it stuck.  Let me share it with you:

I am going to interview for a job at Crispoe's company and I'm supposed to meet his "boss".  For some reason I decide to go only in a pair of blue and white boxer shorts with a non-secure fly in the front.  Apparently this decision was made due to the fact that Crispin's boss wanted to inspect my underwear (t-shirts and boxers) collection to ensure I was compatible with his company. 

I arrive for the interview and no one seems put off by my nearly-naked appearance.  But it turns out that Crispin does not work for a pharmaceutical company like I had believed, but rather is working for a state school (perhaps Bridgewater?).  Crispin brings me into his boss' office, but the office has multiple desks.  One of the desks is Mike's (Crispin's); another is some other random guy that looked a little like Mark Plasse.  Crispoe's desk is cluttered with porn and Howard Stern photos and his name tag has flowers and blood drawn onto it with blue ink.  Mike's boss (let's call him Stellan from now on) looks like this guy.  I have no idea why, but he does.

Stellan begins to interview me, but he isn't interested in my development or management experience.  Rather, he starts asking questions about my sister and where my parents me.  He also feels that my success in his company depends on whether or not I understand what an amortization schedule is and how to use it.  I reply that I've got this covered as my father is an accountant and I received my bachelor's degree in accounting.  He doesn't seem to listen or care now and goes back to asking random questions unrelated to the job I'm supposedly applying for (I forgot what the questions were at this point).  Throughout the interview process people are coming in and out of the office and Mike makes continual fart noises with his mouth.  Stellan (Mike's boss) gets frustrated and says, "I think we're done here." 

Suddenly I'm no longer at the college, but at Houston's with Mike.  He tells me that his boss had some feedback for me from the interview.  He said that I didn't answer any of his questions appropriately, that I didn't demonstrate a working knowledge of continuous integration and that boxer shorts were not appropriate attire for a professional interview.  I try to explain to Crispin that I was not asked any appropriate questions and that I was told to wear boxers, but he doesn't seem to hear me.  I also start yelling at Mike, suggesting that he was at the interview and should have "had my back", but he claims he wasn't there and that I've had too much to drink.  We order a bottle of Midleton and then I wake up.

So pretty much the only good part of the dream never gets realized because I wake up.  So there it is...analyze away.  :)

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 22:25 is back in Sebago. Had dinner at Rick's Cafe and is enjoying a Stacie-made Martini while trying to keep his work project in line from afar. #
  • 22:26 just finished Spaghetti dinner and is watching "Juice" on TV. #
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Sunday, August 17, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 16:38 just had a massage and facial and feels like a pretty girl. #
  • 20:15 is finishing dinner at Mikasa. Very good sushi, I must say. #
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Saturday, August 16, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 20:04 is at Toque, Montreal. Similar tasting menu to Radius. Last night we went to Gibby's. They served a kickass Beef Wellington. I almost po ... #
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Thursday, August 14, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 17:54 is making a gas stop(exit 15) in Burlington, VT on his way to Montreal. I see St Mike's! #
  • 18:45 is at the Canadian border. #
  • 20:24 twitpic.com/7puf - at the Hotel Omni in Montreal. #
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 12:30 is done. #
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Sunday, August 10, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 21:29 is almost home. #
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Saturday, August 9, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 14:58 is captaining a boat (yes, captaining) on Sebago. #
  • 18:24 is heading to Rick's in Naples. #
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Friday, August 8, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 16:48 is on his way to Sebago. #
  • 19:20 says, "Girl let your hair down.Take off your clothes and leave on your shoes.Do U mind if I look at U for a moment, b4 I make sweet luv #
  • 23:30 is drinking Manhattans and diggin on House. #
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Thursday, August 7, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 16:53 doesn't like to bed nudged. #
  • 16:54 is getting his hair cut...finally. #
  • 17:27 already said nope. #
  • 17:28 does not like the concept of "Milk Chug" #
  • 23:12 is watching many episodes of Firefly.. #
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Wednesday, August 6, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 09:04 was throwing up last night for no apparent reason. Milk to the rescue. #
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Tuesday, August 5, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 00:18 thinks David Bowie is waaaay underrated. #
  • 22:30 heads to bed. #
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Monday, August 4, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 05:23 woke up at 4:30 this morning. Couldn't fall back to sleep. Bummer... #
  • 07:20 is at work. #
  • 18:27 is at Porters for a pre-Coldplay gathering. #
  • 19:26 is at the Harp #
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Saturday, August 2, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 15:11 is at El Sarape with Stacles McCleen #
  • 15:14 @Laurie_ Dude, you must be hanging with 'Dello ( ask Mike) #
  • 20:49 just finished watching The Dark Night. Even as a cynic I can say the hype was well deserved. #
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Friday, August 1, 2008

My Daily Twitter

Here's what I Twitter'd about yesterday:
  • 14:28 is taking a limo to Rhode Island for a wedding...neato. #
  • 17:13 is Mango, such. #
  • 23:08 is hung like Louis Tully, amazing. #
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