This is greybean.com version 5.0 (codename: keaton).
The live redesign is currently 8% complete.
We never wrote about Annie. She is my dog. She is 3/4 Bassett Hound and 1/4 Beagle. She is so cute. She is such a good girl, too. She has lost about 9 pounds since she has been with us. Everyone thought she was fat, but she is slim now and so cute. Her face is beagle, but her body is very bassett. She hates peeing outside and hates pooping out there even more. She hates loud noises, but makes loud otter noises when she first sees Jonathan or I come in the house. She knows the sound of the car locking and Jonathan says she gets excited when Mommy comes home. That’s my Nanna. She likes to eat the Christmas tree and throws it up afterwards. She can pee 5 times in one hour (I have seen her do it). She likes to sleep on my couch or on the bed, where it is soft. She likes to have baths with her bath wipes. She is such a baby.
Annie is 5 years old. She was born in a litter of two. Annie (originally Cheyenne) her Mom and her sister were tied to a tree outside a New Hampshire home on two feet of rope for 3-4 years. They were skinny and sickly. The girlfriend of the man who had these dogs suggested to the man that he bring them to the junkyard and chain them to a fence. He did so, and she called the New England Beagle Rescue. Her mother and sister died, but Annie went on to live in a foster home, where she made friends with her other foster dog-mates and ate a lot of food. I found her picture on a website and decided she had to be a part of my life. After a lot of convincing, we got Annie.
Annie is probably about the best dog I could have asked for. She is quiet and loving and make you feel better when you are down. She just loves whoever gets close to her.
Thank you, Jonathan for helping bring Annie home.
Okay, kids, so, the big news: we’re buying a house. It’s located at 69 Hughes Street in East Haven (ugh—it seems that all the things that make East Haven the armpit of the east coast also work to make it a cost effective place to buy a house… dammit—it’s okay, though, ’cause we’re gonna hang a banner from the front of the house exclaiming our hatred for the town just so people aren’t misled by our purchasing a home there).
Baby Hughie (as we’re calling her), was built in 1936. She has four bedrooms, one bathroom, 1,308 square feet of floor space, and she’s on a 0.13 acre lot. She’s got a fireplace, a deck, a sunroom and some other stuff. Our closing is Thursday, July 28.
Anyway, we’ve got pictures:
69 Hughes Street, baby, 69 Hughes Street.
What a day. More later.
Four point oh, baby, four point oh.
More later.
Sorry.
Sorry I am not fun anymore. I wish I was. I suck.
You think it is fun being me? Saying no? Wanting sleep? It isn’t.
Imagine if YOU couldn’t see your favorite band, because YOU might shake all over and go unconscience, or if you didn’t feel like going to a movie, because YOU haven’t felt well in a week (or even four or five years).
Sorry. I know this sucks for you.
You gotta believe. . .
It sucks for me, too.
Our driveway being plowed at 4:20am on Thursday.
Unless you can afford to pay someone to plow, don’t buy a house…
Okay, here’s the thing: Easter is not a real holiday. It just isn’t. I could leave it at that, but, just for fun, let’s prove the theorem…
First, we’ll need to establish the criteria by which real holidays distinguish themselves from the others. Here are the three I’ve come up with:
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1. The holiday celebrates something that we’re all basically forced to acknowledge for one reason or another.
2. The commercialization of the holiday has reached a point where it’s an inescapable part of our popular culture.
3. Schools and most businesses are closed because of the holiday.
By those criteria, then, here are the real holidays:
All right… So, welcome to the new, much stripped-down greybean.com: version 4.0 lite. You’ll notice a few things. First, this is the only real page of the site. As I put together other pages (a page of photos and some downloadables’ll probably first, if anything ever is), I’ll add them. You’ll also notice that the, uhh, ‘bean’ (as in greybean) page no longer exists. She’s gonna need to provide some content if she wants to motivate me enough to get it up on here somewhere. My plan is to use some blogging technology like MovableType to streamline her updating process, but we’ll talk about that another day. Also, you’ll notice that the popup window is gone and that the site now stretches to fill your browser window. Isn’t that nice? The idea here is twofold: 1. I want the site to be as easy as possible for me to update in the hope that that’ll make me update it more often. We’ll see if that happens, eh? And 2. I’ve simplified everything to the point that all of the information that was hidden behind various menus, and navigation schemes, and invisible layers and blah, blah on the old site is all plainly visible on this page at all times. Nice.
Now, here’s what’s happened since the last time I made an update:
Okay, here’s a quick rundown of what’s happened since my last update: 1. I started school full-time at Paier College of Art in Hamden, 2. I quit my job (sort of), 3. my dad’s been in and out of the hospital (he’s out right now), 4. I got married (twice) and 5. I had my honeymoon (sort of). Not too shabby, right? And tomorrow I start my new (sort of) job.
Uhh, there’re pictures of the wedding for your perusal. It was basically perfect. Which I didn’t think was possible. I mean, we did cut the wrong cake, but I don’t think that really matters.
It poured on Monday, by the way.
Updated most of the sidebar menu option dealies over there —->. Check ‘em out.
As if to make up for the last two weeks, it’s a Monday night and it just started pouring while I was taking out the trash.
Updates have been made to the ‘recent views’ and ’scottish bugs’ sections to the right. Also, check out trailers for Open Water and Danny Deckchair (which are showing before Fahrenheit 9/11 at the Orange Showcase Cinemas). Oh, and there’s a movie called Kinsey which looks interesting.
This might be two Monday nights in a row without rain. I haven’t gone out there yet, though, so I could be wrong. It did rain this morning, however.
A couple things: 1. Ocean’s Twelve has a website and a teaser trailer (if you can call it that). The teaser has a pretty awesome look to it, but don’t think you’re gonna learn anything about the movie. Or even see a single frame of film. Nevertheless, I cannot wait.
2. thedigitalbits.com is reporting a September 28 street date for Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Also, it’s listed at a $29.98 SRP. Considering that it’s a Universal title you can expect that to mean that it’ll be a two-disc deal.
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Quickly: it’s Monday night and it didn’t rain. Whoa.
I just added the ‘future stimuli’ section in the menu on the right. Check it out.
I really don’t even need to say this anymore. It’s Monday. It rained.
Rained on us for three hours or so at the Cutters’ home-opener, in fact. In case you care, the New Haven County Cutters are the new team playing at Yale Field this year. Filling the vacancy left by the departed New Haven Ravens, they’re part of the independent Northeast League and they play a 92-game schedule. The league is said to be about equivalent to Double A ball. The Cutters won their first four games, all on the road. Tonight, in their Yale Field debut, they beat the Aces (a travelling team which plays all of its games on the road), 6-2 and improved their record to 5-0.
They play a good brand of baseball, do the Cutters. Having never seen an independent league game before, I didn’t really know what to expect. A couple of these guys were particularly impressive. Third Baseman Ryan Kane hit two doubles and already has three home runs on the short season. Starting pitcher Jordy Alexander (1-0) struck out eight Aces batters over six innings while allowing only one run. Second Baseman Gavin Fingleson made a great diving catch, had three hits and scored two runs. You might remember Gavin from the Australian Olympic baseball team. Then again, you might not.
Can I just mention that it’s Monday night and it rained?? With thunder and lightning, no less.
Also, I should mention for those of you who are paying attention (and who exactly is that, by the way?) that my fantasy baseball team, the Scottish Bugs, completed its first trade this past Sunday. Silvestre’s Team received Atlanta OF J.D. Drew and Chicago White Sox SP Scott Schoeneweis in exchange for RP Troy Percival of the Anaheim Angels. Arthur Rhodes has been disappointing so far and Jorge Julio isn’t on a good enough team to rack up the saves consistently so I needed some help in that department. Hopefully this’ll do it.
We had a pretty mediocre week again, going 5-4-1. This is a tough part of the schedule for the Bugs. As the #5 (of twelve) team in the league we’ve played over the last three weeks the #2, #4 and #1 teams, respectively. This week we play the #3 team, Juiced Team Heros (which is, by the way, Elliott’s team). Statistically, last week went very well. We led the league in five categories (runs, HR, RBI, AVG, strikeouts) and came in second in another (wins). It just so happens that the team we played - Scuffed Balls, the best team in the league - beat us in the other four categories and tied us for the league lead in homeruns (10). And that leads to a lackluster 5-4-1 record for the week. Hopefully I’ll get some wins back against Elliott this week (whose team mine would’ve gone 8-1-1 against last week).
Do you see what I’m saying? Here it is, Monday night, I just took out the trash (early this week), and it’s raining. Amazing.
I made some wholesale changes to the ‘Bugs after another so-so (5-4-1) week. More about that tomorrow.
This weather shouldn’t be legal. Why can’t it just stay like it was about two weeks ago when we were in the mid-sixties with some sunshine and some nice fluffy clouds to hold off the haze? That’s the way it should be five or six days a week, and the other day or two it should rain. That would be perfect. This sweaty armpit weather bites the big one. Bleck. Okay, read this:
Pittsfield uncovers earliest written reference to game
Associated PressPITTSFIELD, Mass. — Officials and historians in this western Massachusetts city released a 213-year-old document Tuesday that they believe is the earliest written reference to baseball.
Monday night is trash night.
Being the man of the house and all (ahem), every Monday night/Tuesday morning somewhere between 1 and 4am (which is many hours later than Alisia wishes I did it, but oh, well) I am charged with putting out the trash and the recycling. And it seems that almost every Monday night since we’ve moved, it’s rained. Which is not a bad thing. 1:30am on Tuesdays is a pretty lonely time in our neighborhood and there’s something about the stillness of the rain and the pink halogen streetlight and dripping tree leaves. I almost look forward to it.
I do wish our upstairs neighbor would put the trash cans out every once in a while, however.
I hope my dad does okay tomorrow. Sometimes I wish I had someone to pray to.