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Saturday, September 13, 2003
The Dilemma of the Sagging Door

There is an overused idiom I'm going to use once more, for overusage's sake. When it rains it pours. Or rather, when a door decides to sag, it is more than one door at a time which sags. The door to my garage sags. Not the big garage door, but the regular door into the garage. It's like, the hinges are getting tired. So it sags.

Which, in a door, makes it not line up correctly with the frame.

The car door, driver's side, is doing the same thing.

It's depressing. Because doors are supposed to be happy things.


posted by Doug 2:07 PM
Thursday, September 11, 2003
Another post with the word "two."


Two, count 'em TWO, big things today.

One. Went and gave blood with Reina today. While I was there, won an Aaliyah cd from a radio station raffle and two, count 'em two, tickets to a comedy show. Also got a free t-shirt, free donut, free bottle of water, free slice of pizza, free glass of orange juice and two, count 'em two, golden teddy grahm cookies. Free food, a cd, tickets. And all it cost was a little blood.

Two, count 'em two. Later on today, I have to move my ass out of the house and into the garage. I have decided to take a sizable cut in rent and an increase in square footage alongside greater exposure to the wild elements that typifies the outdoor San Diego rugged terrain and weather. If not for my keen hunting abilities and my how-to-survive-anything handbook, I would be terrified of perishing in mother nature's awesome grip. Unfortunately, this means I have to haul my shit all the way out to the garage.

As if the blood bank, and Aaliyah's CD, hadn't already caused enough bleeding.


posted by Doug 5:59 PM
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Two Week Notice.

Well folks, that's it. Two more weeks and I am no longer an employee of the Bean.

Yes, that's right. I put in my two-weeks notice today. Not too long ago, I got my 401K plan, marking my one-year employment at the Coffee Bean. And it scares me. You know. To think that they're thinking about my retirement.

I refuse to work for a coffee company that thinks about my retirement.

Yessir, it's onward. New and better things.


posted by Doug 12:15 AM
Monday, September 08, 2003
Andy Roddick Is American Tennis.


"I just won the US Open! I just won the US Open" a delirious Roddick said to his mother.
"You just won the US Open! You just won the US Open" his even more enthusiastic mother replied.

Twenty-one years old and the toast of the world, if just for one day. I want to call him up and say "Andy Roddick. How does it feel to be everything you ever thought you could be?" And he would say something like "Doug. It's fantastic."

And Mandy Moore would get on the phone and say "I would only have ever gotten with someone as successful and driven as I am. Oh, and someone whose name rhymes with mine."

Oh Mandy. You're such a goofball.


posted by Doug 9:04 AM



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