Tuesday, July 21, 2015

In which he should stay off the social media until he's had his coffee

I wake up.  I sit there on the edge of the bed.  I look at the text message I received at 2 in the morning from a co-worker.  I then go scrolling through Facebooke.

It turns out, I'd never done the math on the propensity for my friends named Rachel to marry guys named Matt.  I've got three sets of Rachel and Matt among my friends.

Just two of those sets are are on social media, but it was the third that I was getting confused.

One set had a baby.

It was the set is made of my friend Rachel, whom I used to see often, but then stopped seeing as much when I got transferred up to the Loudon, and then we just never hooked back up as often, after that.  She married a fellow named Matt, who's a pretty cool dude.

However, my sleep-addled brain didn't grasp that it was that Rachel, as she posts infrequently on the Facebook.  Without saying too much myself, she didn't mention the pregnancy much due to the personal risks.  I read this, and understood, though in my mind, I had the complete wrong Rachel in mind saying this.  the one I had in mind was one I see somewhat often, if irregularly, as she shops in my store from time to time.  The thought running through my mind:  I had no idea she was pregnant.  She didn't look pregnant.

I got up.  Took a pee.  Made a cup of coffee.

Sat down at my computer, and wanted to read the post again.  I typed in Rachel, and the first that pops up is a friend from my home town, that I went to school and church with.  She had no posts about being pregnant, and I was again confused for a couple seconds.

Anyway.  This long and boring post was made possible by a cup of coffee.  I've sorted my Rachel/Matt combos out.  Congrats to the one with a new daughter.  Congrats to all of them for being married to Matts.  I like to think that somewhere up on the astral plane, there's a chortle about this.

Saturday, July 11, 2015

A note from the ether....

Spray tan, son.  Someday, you'll understand that you didn't dodge a bullet so much as had the Crazy Train pass you by on the station.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Strange Women Lying in Ponds

Any time anybody expresses their religious views as part of a political argument, I can't help but think of this scene.


Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government.....

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Half Year Book Post

We're coming up on the end of June, which marks 6 months down, you goons.

I've had a minor goal of 52 books a year for a few years running.  I usually do well with the goal until I hit holiday buzzsaw in mid November.  So far, I'm a couple ahead of pace.

I'm currently reading The Likeness, by Tana French, and Finders Keepers, by Stephen King, though I won't finish them until July, most likely.....

Anyway, month-by-month, here's what I've been reading in 2015.

January

1.  The Plague Dogs, by Richard Adams
2.  Moonshine: A Cultural History of America's Infamous Liquor, by Jaime Joyce
3.  A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole
4.  Silver Screen Fiend, by Patton Oswalt
5.  So, Anyway..., by John Cleese

February

6.  City Behind a Fence:  Oak Ridge, Tennessee 1942-1946
                                     by Charles W. Johnson & Charles O. Jackson
7.  Revival, by Stephen King
8.  All Clear, by Connie Willis

March

9.  Tretiak: the Legend      by Vadislav Tretiak
10.  In the Kingdom of Ice, by Hampton Sides
11.  Black Swan Green,  by David Mitchell
12.  Dead Wake, by Erik Larson
13.  the Outlaw Album, by Daniel Woodrell
14.  Trigger Warning, by Neil Gaiman

April

15.  the Eye of God, by James Rollins
16.  the Guns of August, by Barbara W. Tuchman
17.  Prisoner 489, by Joe R. Lansdale
18.  the Prague Cemetary, by Umberto Eco
19.  the Martian, by Andy Weir

May

20.  Our Magnificent Bastard Tongue: the Untold History of English, by John McWhorter
21.  the Dark Tower:  Gunslinger      by Stephen King
22.  I am Radar, by Reif Larsen
23.  Dust and Decay, by Jonathan Maberry
24.  Long Black Curl, by Alex Bledsoe
25.  Finding Nouf, by Zoe Ferraris

June

26.  the Jesus Cow, by Michael Perry
27.  Heir to the Empire, by Timothy Zahn
28.  the Great Movies, by Roger Ebert

Monday, June 22, 2015

Punch n' Juicy


Nephew:  Uncle Tommy, what is that?
Me:  That's a kind of bubble gum.
Nephew:  Can I have some?
Me:  I don't think it exists any more.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  Well, they stopped selling it?
Nephew:  How come?
Me:  I guess it wasn't very good.
Nephew:  Did you have any?
Me:  I don't think so.
Nephew:  Can we try some?
Me:  No.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  Because they don't make it anymore.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  I guess it didn't sell very well.
Nephew:  How much did it cost?
Me:  I don't know.
Nephew:  Didn't you have any money?
Me:  Not in 1983.
Nephew:  Did they make gum in 1983?
Me:  Of course they made gum in 1983.
Nephew:  Did you buy any?
Me:  Sometimes my Dad bought me some at the store.
Nephew:  Some of that gum?
Me:  No.  Other gum.
Nephew:  But not that gum?
Me:  No.  Other gum.
Nephew:  Was it better than that gum?
Me:  I don't know.  I never tried that gum.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  Don't remember knowing about that gum.
Nephew:  But didn't you have this comic when you were little?
Me:  Yes, but I don't remember the gum.
Nephew:  You don't remember gum?
Me: I remember gum, but I don't remember that gum.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  I just don't.
Nephew (after a long pause):  I think it looks good.  I want some.
Me: You can't have any.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me: Because they don't make it anymore.
Nephew:  Why not?
Me:  Can we read the comic story?
Nephew (rolls eyes, skeptically):  oooookay......

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Minor thoughts on the Blackhawks

Didn't get to see the Blackhawks win the Cup tonight.  I'd told somebody at work that my head said the Lightning would take this game, but my gut said Chicago would take it, if only because I wasn't home to watch, and I'd be out of hockey to watch until next season.

Congrats to Chicago.

It puts me in an odd position on Twitter.  I follow a lot of Cubs fans.  A lot of those Cubs fans are also Blackhawks fans.

During the season, it's aggravating.  Especially when they play.  In a playoff series.

Still.  I'm happy for them.  They're good folks.

It's worth noting, I would suppose, that I've still not had a team win a title in a major professional or college league....

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Notes on the Day


  • I have worked 10 out of the last 11 days.   And 21 of the 25 since I got back from vacation.  My ass is tired.  As is the rest of me.  I'd made the mistake of noting to Shyam that 2015 has been a little easier on my schedule-wise than was 2014, and the latter half of 2013.  
  • I'm off tomorrow.  hooray.
  • Christopher Lee and Dusty Rhodes both died today.  Two folks who inhabited that odd, near unnameable concentric circle of "Shit Tommy thinks is cool."  If I was the type of guy who believed Things Happen in Threes, I'd want Ryne Sandberg, Elvira and Stephen King to take some notice, and make the proper arrangements to stay safe tonight.
  • I shared this on Facebook.  It is one of the first things I thought of when I heard Dusty passed.  The man had the crowd eating out of the palm of his hand.  It was a shitty, half-assed storyline, but Dusty made it work.  Plus, in this video, you can see my smiling mug around the 19-second mark:   
  • Aggravation is turning on MLB.TV to watch the Cubs, only to remember that they're playing the Reds, and that I live in what is considered the Reds' media area.  And the channel they normally play on is instead broadcasting a WNBA game.  Nothing against WNBA.  Just wanted to watch the Cubs.
  • Relief is realizing that SportSouth was showing the game, since the Braves played this afternoon.
  • May I recommend Illusive Traveler's Grapefruit Ale?  Fruit Ales aren't normally my cup of tea, but this one has a nice tartness to it.  I dig.

Tuesday, June 02, 2015

Howl

While I curse this little computer I carry with me all the time that connects me to work, friends and just about any bit of information I could deem fit to find, it's pretty handy to have it.  Especially when it helps me catch shit like this, which I happened upon as I left the post office, when I'd stopped to check some mail:

Howl

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Heh Heh Heh.


I don't drink and drive.  I'm past the point of bad drunken decisions out in public (mostly).  Still, I had a taste for rum a few nights ago.  And this was the result.  Maybe the best $20 I've ever spent.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

State of the Union

Is 1:05 in the morning, after drinking 2/3 of a bottle of rum, a bad time for doing a State of the Union?

I'm sure our country was founded on just as similar a state of thought.

I'm on the second to last day of vacation.

It was a good one.

Got to spend time with Shyam over at Fall Creek Falls.

Got to watch a couple of movies.

Got some writing done.

I'm 38.

I'm in love with a Beautiful Woman who makes me think, and makes me smile.

I'm an Assistant Manager at a Grocery Store.

I'm in a job that I have ample tolerance for, though I sometimes question the logistics of advancement.

I write.  Sometimes enough to quiet that Demon in my head, though it's been 10 years since I've published anything.

I have no children.  This doesn't bother me.  World population is big enough..  Though it was a pleasure to see my friends Julie & John's kids today.

I don't envy you people with kids, what with your excess of responsibility. I like being able to go to a concert on a school night.  Still, being the least male heir in the particular branch of a family tree:  that's troublesome.

I don't know.  I don't want to have kids.  I'm much too selfish.  Is there a way to jump right to completion? You've completed enough Grown Up Hit Points, so thus you get progeny to carry on your family name?



Friday, May 15, 2015

Share a Coke

 Well, an inquiry to the nice folks at Coca Cola for their Share a Coke promotion has yielded info that they will not put Big Stupid Tommy on a Coke Bottle.

The same day of that inquiry, I received an astounding 500+ hits to this aging blogamathing.

My normal for a day is about 100.  Mostly from google searches for Leslie Easterbrook topless photos.

So, if I do indeed have Coke people vetting my site to see if it's safe for me to put Big Stupid Tommy on a Coke bottle, I just wanna say hello!  And share this photo:




Thank You.  And Good Day.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

May 10, 2015


Saturday, May 09, 2015

Beauty

I'm just going to leave this here, because it made me laugh this morning.

My Problem with the Age of Ultron.

Wednesday, May 06, 2015

In which he keeps thinking about the Avengers 5 days after seeing the flick

Spoilers, probably.

Shyam and I went to see the new Avengers flick last week.  We were thinking of waiting for our work schedules to give us a better time, but we both ended up with an evening off last Friday, so we wandered into the town's old theater made new to catch the movie.

First, a couple of quick thoughts....

I was hoping for a larger turnout for our new theater, the remodeled and rebuilt Plaza Twin (now the five-screen Athens Movie Palace).  Our theater was about 2/3 full.  I'm really rooting for this theater to do well, if only because it's nice having a theater again 5 minutes from my house.  I feel a little bad not supporting it more in its first 3 months of business.  Avengers: Age of Ultron was only the second flick we'd gone to see there, but it's also only the second flick either of us has seen in the theater this year.  The movie offerings haven't held much for us in the early part of 2015.   2/3 full theater is probably a good enough turnout.  I don't know the particulars of the financials there.

Ironically, though, I found myself wishing it was less crowded.  I don't like going to crowded movies.  People don't know how to behave.  Many "grownups" nowadays can't stay off their phones for the duration of a movie, and tend to talk a lot.  This flick, as expected, was heavily infested with kids.  And I can't get too mad at kids.  They were excited.  Still, when the five year old girl behind us was squealing loudly any time Thor came on screen, and repeating the dialog back to the screen just short of a shout, we ended up having to move after several minutes.  To their credit, the father shushed her, and ended up taking her out of the theater a couple times.

To the movie?

I liked it.  I thought it was solid, if not the spectacular I wanted it to be.

Two quibbles (shortly, because I realized it's about a half-hour later than I thought, and I'm going to make myself late for work):

1.)  I don't feel as strongly as some (including Shyam) about the Black Widow's short shrift when it comes to back story.  While I can't holler about the sexism as strongly, I don't feel like it fit her character in the least, and felt really, really cheap.  I like the character enough that if you feel like you have to give her a backstory, then give her own flick to do it.  Scarlet Johansson is strong enough by far to carry her own feature.  And don't let her origin story be a flashback and a crying jag.  Doesn't befit the character.  Like I said, felt cheap.

2.)  I feel like the Hulk was a missed opportunity here.  And his just leaving in a Quinjet felt wrong.  And I think it was a missed opportunity.  You gotta think Hulk will be back, especially for the Infinity War movies here in a few years.  Why not add some mystery or suspense to the story?  In my mental rewrite, you have Iron Man and Thor trying to take out Ultron's weapon.  Have something happen to Thor (perhaps get taken out by the Hulk?).  And in Thor's place, have Hulk detonate the weapon on his end.  You could even have a moment where, in leaping in to sacrifice his friend, Hulk becomes worthy to wield Mjolnir.  And in the explosion, the Hulk disappears.  He would be believed dead.  You could have a scene though (perhaps a cut scene in the credits) where Thor calls Mjolnir, and it finally returns to him, after tearing through space.  He reveals that Banner isn't dead, but alive somewhere else, and transported via rip in time and space, or perhaps the hammer.  And then you leave Hulk open to return in Infinity War, or perhaps even in one of the Marvel Cosmic movies.

Or, the Hulk fan in me says, in a Planet Hulk movie.

Because Planet Hulk still is one of my favorite comic stories.....

Anyway.  It wasn't a bad flick.  I gave it a 7/10 on IMDB.  I enjoyed it enough that I'll probably go see it again in the theater....

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Highlight!

A couple days ago, a few buddies and I did our second annual Cincinnati Sprint, wherein we leave Athens, head to Cincinnati for a day game, and come home that night.  All told, it's not a ridiculous trip, but it's about 620 miles round trip.

My buddy Jeff's a Reds fan.  We did this last year because he hadn't been to a Reds game since they'd moved into Great American Ballpark.  Life being what it is, he usually caught them in Atlanta when they came by.  We decided to go last year, and saw them play the Blue Jays.

Well, I got a wild hair up my ass to see the Cubs, since I wouldn't be able to see them in Atlanta (my boss is on vacation the weekend that they're down there), I'd try to see them in Cincinnati.

Just so happened that the Cubs were in town a weekend I already had marked to be off.

We went.

Good game.  Cubs won.

Killer seats.  Found on Stubhub.

Todd Frazier hit a solo shot for the Reds that wanders right over our heads.  We made the highlight reel.



I'm in my Ryne Sandberg t-shirt and cap.  My buddy Jeff is right next to me.  Frazier's home run goes about 3 feet over our heads, and lands in the lap of a guy sitting around the fifth or sixth row...