What's your morning beverage of choice? Coffee, tea, juice? Homemade or store-bought?
My first beverage of the day is usually the left-over milk from the bottom of my cereal bowl. If I have a tea or coffee, it’s usually once I get to work, and it’s usually a Chai Tea with soy milk and sugar… sometimes coffee… depends on the night before. And that would be a French Roast or Irish Cream coffee… I like the flavoured ones — definitely not a coffee purist.
I think I’ll need a coffee tomorrow. Hopefully not.
:O|
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steelie
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All-nighter number one…
Well… here I sit at work, just about to embark on my first of who knows exactly how many all-nighters this week. The project I posted about in my first entry is pseudo out of control… Essentially I have this week to get everything done — EVERYTHING! I don’t even have all of the resources I need to get the entire project done yet. One of the people who is supposed to be getting me most of the resources, informed me that I will probably receive the rest of the files tomorrow… My reaction when I heard this? “Um, excuse me. Okay, well that easy enough for you to say but I need to have the final files to the the fabricator by Friday in order to make our deadline”.
(…sorry, forgot to mention that I’m a graphic designer…)
His reaction? [smirk]+“Well, that still gives you a whole three days”. Earlier on, this same person informed me that anything beyond him getting me the files is my problem. It’s my job to “work my magic” to bring the entire thing together… AWESOME!
Let the night begin…
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steelie
QotD: Something to Believe In
Do you have any tattoos? If not, if you were going to get inked, what would you get?
Yes, I do have a tattoo… It’s of the number sixteen in roman numerals — xvi — and it’s on my right shoulder.
I love the number sixteen… well, it’s more like it defines a part of me. My life started at 3:16 AM September 16, 1976. My first name and last name together had sixteen letters. I have used sixteen as my number for anything sports / competition related for as long as I can remember. My wife and I started seeing each other on June 16, 1996, were engaged June 16, 2000, and married June 16, 2001. We both liked our last names enough to want to keep them but both wanted to have the same name as our children, so we decided it should be hyphenated… Our last name now has sixteen letters in it.
The tattoo itself was a gift from my closest friends for my 22nd birthday. We all went out for dinner and they handed me a card with enough money for the tattoo… to the penny :O)
My tattoo is as much a part of me as the number sixteen is. My life began with the number sixteen, has been guided and crafted by the number sixteen, and I’m sure it will somehow all end with the number sixteen. And I’m good with that.
Beyond the significance of the number, my tattoo will forever be a reminder of close friends, and how important they are to me.
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steelie
QotD: Key words
What are your favorite and least favorite words? Any reasons why?
Question submitted by Byrne.Good question…My favourite words…Some of my favourite words are favs because [A] of how they sound, others becuase [B] of what they mean to me, and then there are those words that [C] aren’t real words but combinations of real words that just sound great and should be made into real words.[A]parenthetically (an aside, as though spoken in parenthesis ;O), banana, blue, fruition, angst, fusion, pumpernickel, sustenance, pop, snap, boing, slosh, ripple… I could go on. Most of them are simple but I just like the way they sound.[B]genuine, integrity, love, family, Daddy (yeah…), honest, dream, sleep, hope, peace, sleep…[C]As far as I know, I made these ones up: Congraduation! (congratulations on the graduation… too wordy — no thanks), shinjury (what I called it when I split my shin open), sarchasm (a place you usually want to crawl into when a joke bombs — or — where the joke must have disappeared to if nobody got it), Mount Cleverest (what I said once that made me want crawl into a sarchasm).My favourite word-combination comes from the French translation of The Sorting Hat from the Harry Potter series… French for “choice” is « choix » [shwah] and for “hat” is « chapeau » [shapo] so they combined them to get « choixpeau » [shwapo]. Bloody brilliant!Words I don’t like…There are many words I don’t like because of their negative energy and the situations that they normally would have stemmed from: hate, murder, rape…Beyond these, the words that really get under my skin are the ones I have difficulty pronouncing. I guess I don’t technically stutter but I stammer a lot with words. Partially due a “lazy tongue” my mother has said I have. Add that to the fact that my brain always wants to talk faster than my “lazy tongue” can manage…Trouble words include: brewery (try to say this word repeatedly as fast as you can… okay, now try to imagine having a “lazy tongue” and having to work in a brewery, where you were required to use the word brewery repeatedly — awesome), sixth (why does my mouth always try to pronounce such a “simple” word as two syllables — six+th — aargh), and remember (I just seem to trip over this one every time [sigh].
Midnight Train…
This is a song that I’ve had stuck in my head for the past few days… Midnight Train by Danny Michel. I’m really liking the sound of it… very laid back. It reminds me of an older song but I can’t figure it out… does anyone else know?
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steelie
QotD: Baby Love
How cute were you as a baby/child? Let's see those baby pics!
Well, I’m not entirely sure how cute I was, but many-a-times have I heard the story about my Aunt Anne who saw my first pictures and called my mom to tell her I looked like a little baby monkey. And then to follow up on that loving remark — and I know it was — she did some digging and sent a picture of a baby monkey clipped out of the Enquirer (of all places) to my mother to prove it.Ah, family…—steelie
QotD: Better than the original?
What is your favorite cover song?
Question submitted by Ray.
The best cover song of all time (in my humble opinion) has got to be “Lovers in a Dangerous Time” originally by Canadian music artist, Bruce Cockburn, and covered by the Bare Naked Ladies. I wish I had the actual song to upload… I’ll try to track it down. In the mean time, here are the lyrics:
Lovers in a Dangerous Time
[as performed by the Bare Naked Ladies]
Don’t the hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open our eyes
One minute you’re waiting for the sky to fall
The next you’re dazzled by the beauty of it all
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This fragrant skin this hair like lace
Spirits open to the thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you’re made to feel as if your love’s a crime
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
Got to kick at the darkness ’til it bleeds daylight
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
We were lovers in a dangerous time
We were lovers in a dangerous time
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Oh my yes!
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steelie