Holy crap I didn’t get dick done at work today. I was tired in the AM and lazy in the P. Count yourself very fortunate that this here bloggerino is happificating.

Have I already mentioned the weekend? Seems that I did. Yes I did. OK, next topic.

I’d have to say that what frustrates me the most about the days spent at work, even if they’re not all too stressful, is that they make me wanna not do stuff when I get home. I have this whole new apartment to “settle in” to, and my interest in taking care of that is very close to zero. In a matter of days, I’ll have to worry about laundry again instead, and that right there is one thing that makes me wish I was a robot. Or, at least I wish that I smelled like a robot and had the sweat glands of a robot.

Because everyone knows that robots sweat battery acid, so when you go up to a robot and say, “God, man—you stink…” the robot just smiles, reaches under his or her armpit, and then jabs an acidy finger in your eye. This is why people don’t often fuck with robots.

And naturally, if I were a robot, it would not only eliminate the need to do laundry, I would have an endless supply of energy with which to finish the apartment settling. That is, if robots lived in apartments. I’m fairly certain that if I were a robot, I would live in some sort of swanky Robot Commune, where we (me and the other robots) would spend our evenings drinking beer and plotting how best to kill all the humans.

Maybe this robot thing wouldn’t be that great after all.

Here’s a link for ya:
from the AP

Even though it may be in poor taste to say so, I think ‘The Chechen Rebels’ would be a pretty sweet name for band.

Missed the blogging yesterday, mostly due to being out of town for the day down in MKE… I went to a little shindig at Grandma’s house for three purposes: a 50th birthday, a 75th birthday, and a college graduation. None of these events actually occured this weekend, but it was a nice little get-together anyway.

I did manage to get a campsite reserved at Yellowstone for our vacation at the end of the month. I have to remember to ask off for that Monday the 31st instead of taking a half-day on the Friday before.

But yeah, apparently it’s really really difficult to book space at that Park in the summer. The woman on the phone told me that they are generally booked a year in advance. I guess I was lucky. So now, at a minimum, we know where we’ll be sleeping each day for that week.

And speaking of the Brewers, they have play two fairly frustrating games against Cubs pitchers that they should’ve handled the past two days… although I admit that I was not in much of a baseball-watching condition for last evening’s game. I wonder if part of the problem was a relative lack of food. Hard to say, but I was pretty happy when the game ended last night.

But today Doug Davis pitched like crap. I’m starting to think they’ve gotten the best two years of his career out of him, and it may be time to move on.

I forgot my camera in the car again when I was on my way to something fun and social yesterday, so no pics available. However– do you or does anyone you know have a digital SLR I could borrow for the trip out west?

I wanna just get this really brief rant off my chest:
I farking hate it when a kid’s parent gets mad at me for crap that was totally within their control at a certain point, but because the kid is an idiot, now they’re in a world of shit. Do me a favor and get mad at your stupid kid. Cuz that’s the person who messed up.

Right, so… other than that, it’s Friday.

I also made a call today to the cable company, because my RoadRunner? email address had stopped working, and it was confirmed that the person who moved my service for me didn’t do it exactly the right way. All is well now, and it turns out I’ll get to watch the Brewers on TV until the end of the season. So that’ll be nice.

I’m going to another game tomorrow, in addition to attending a party at Grandma’s house. So those things will be fun. Maybe I’ll get in a fight with a Cubs fan. Man, I really hate the Cubs. And the amazing thing is, the Crew hasn’t even been in the NL for 10 years yet. Doesn’t matter. Chicago. Hatred. It goes hand-in-hand.

I also spent some quality time on the p-hone with my lady this evening, and we did some more planning of our summer vacation (on the calendar for July 22-31). We’re doing a western National Park tour and stopping off in Nebraska and Bozeman, too. I’m really looking forward to it. A lot. The only thing I’m nervous about is, well, wait– two things I guess– I’m nervous that I might wanna do so much stuff that I don’t relax enough and end up acting like kind of a schedule-driving dick, and I’m also nervous that Michelle might not be good enough at driving my car in time.

I can’t believe this trip is only two weeks away, too. Crap-tastic. Have you seen all the stuff laying around my apartment? I kinda need to clean this stuff up before I leave. Maybe I can do that next weekend…

So the Brewers are down 4-1 right now, with two out in the bottom of the 7th. I know they’ve come back a lot this year, but this doesn’t look very good today. I’m gonna finish watching it, though.

Might have some new pics posted soon, so look for those.

Hope you had a nice 4th. Mine was dandy, per usual. Went to Veterans Park for the fireworks on 7/3, went to see the Brewers on 7/4.

Michelle came up earlier in the weekend and helped me unpack some stuff around the house, among other things. I should probably get the bills paid for this month so I know exactly where I’m at in advance of leaving for Montana at the end of July.

Did I mention I was going to Montana at the end of July? Anyone I should say ‘hi’ to?

Oh, and did I mention that I moved? Thanks to all those who helped, particularly Joe, for the use of the Jeep and whatnot.

I will post some pics of the new digs once it’s a bit more “put together.” Meanwhile, if you had a key to the crib before, you are welcome to pick up a new one…

Next and finally: I am going to make a concerted effort to post daily for the foreseeable future. Stop back in a week to check on my progress.

From: Jason A. Bock
Sent: Thursday, July 06, 2006 6:37 PM
To: ‘wil @ wilwheaton.net’
Subject: Empire Strikes Back for the Atari 2600

Wil,

OK– So I can handle not getting an extra life until 2000 points (you barely even need it then, really), but what I wanna know is this: how can one not be fucking sick of this game by then??

Also: do you think that the inevitability of losing is meant to reflect the Rebels’ futile mission to protect Echo Base against such an awesome show of firepower from the Imperial forces?

Have a good weekend,
Jason
Oshkosh, WI

PS – What’s your all-time high score on ‘Empire’?

I often have to type my password for this site more than once. Today, not. Saved me 3 and a half seconds…

I also got ‘authenticated’ for my new apartment last night. I thought I would be able to start moving stuff over right away, but the landlord had some things to finish up. The dude seems like a really nice, smart, easy-to-get-along-with sorta guy, but y’know, if you were gonna tell me I could get into the apartment early, then for chrissakes let me actually get in there early. If not, no sweat, but then just let me know what’s up…

It seems to me that he is the single owner, administrator, and maintenance person for a lot of properties on that block, so I can understand having a lot on one’s plate. Still, like I was saying above…

So I’m antsy to get that mattress out of the jeep so I can see as I drive down to Milton for the annual mad croquet action happening at 17 W Madison Ave. It’s sure to be a good time, as usual…

Don’t let me forget my camera or my baseball glove. Thanks.

Sorry this isn’t much of a post.

That can’t be good.

I think this is, though.

I’m in Door County right now at a conference for work… it’s nice to be outta the office and stuff, but also no complaints about the quality of the material we’re covering; it’s a “leadership” retreat, and I’ve gained some useful knowledge today. Just hoping I can make use of it back in the office.

In other news, it’s good to see the Crew string a couple wins together. If they can just win 9 or 11 more in a row, they’ll be back where they shoulda-woulda-coulda been if they hadn’t suct so much over the past week or so.

Oh, and speaking of that (this is pretty cool), Devin called me and his cousin got drafted by the Brewers.

I’ll be up in MI over the weekend for Joey & April’s wedding. I realized yesterday that I still don’t really have clothes to wear. I’m gonna have to do some emergency shopping when I get back home on Thursday.

Ah crap, bout time for dinner, so I better jet.

1. I can never date, work with, or be otherwise associated with a person named “Roxanne.” Inevitably, I just start singing the Police song, and then my day is over (you’re doing it right now, aren’t you??).

2. The biggest reason that I was broke most of the time during college is that I was drunk almost constantly.

3. On Wednesday afternoon, the very fact that several high school classmates of mine (Lorch, Savel, and Knitt included) are or soon will be married had me in stitches. STITCHES, I TELL YOU..!

4. If you’ve looked at the link on my front page about saving the Internet and read up a little on Net Neutrality, I just got a message that the House is voting on the vital bill next week. Follow this link to find the contact info for your Congressman, then get in touch and ask them to vote “no” on the COPE telecommunications law if it doesn’t protect Net Neutrality.

Have a good weekend; if you’re at David’s grad party, I’ll see you there…