OK. I figured it out. I’m boring and Wil Wheaton is a genius. When the dorks in junior high invited me to RPG, maybe I should have. Apparently, roll-playing is good for the brain. Of course, this is according to a self proclaimed geek.
On that note, every year or so, I go through a self-induced Wheaton-binge where all I do is read his blog and think about how cute he is; and how, even though he was (ocassionally) annoying on Next Generation, he was so frickin’ adorable, I couldn’t stand it – only strengthening my deep love and appreciation of nerds. Nerds = Hotness. All this means, reading his blog again everyday and after a year, discovering he’s on Twitter. So yeah, it may SOUND like I’m cyber-stalking him, but I’m really not. Really, I love him because he posts Twitterz like this: A kid just walked down my street, kicking a can. I looked for other kids rolling a hoop with a stick, but saw none. Timestream: intact.
I woke up this morning with an authentic plan to get back into eating better and exercising. Believe it or not, I use to exercise regularly. Then I started having problems with my back and it all went into the crapper. Woke up, did some exercises, realized it’s hard, went for a 20 minute walk. When I got back, I felt pretty good, but slowly this heavy feeling set in. Slug. Tired. I started watching Planet of the Apes, followed by The Day the Earth Stood Still, and fell asleep hard in the middle. Waking up intermittently to watch War Games. TCM is MIA from our cable line up, so I’ve been watching a lot of AMC. Damn commercials. Still, good stuff on my teletubes. When I woke up, I realized that today was hotter than it’s been in the last few weeks. That’ll do it. Being the delicate flower that I am, I don’t do well in the heat. It’s my hibernation time, you see.
And, I got a new gig. A vintage clothing company has hired me to shoot apparel for their eBay listings. Great. The pay is less than glamorous, but it will keep me busy several times a week. And that’s good.
Did I mention the Pasadena Weekly thing? I might have. An old friend/not friend asked me to participate in his weekly feature called “5 Questions”. It’s a neat opportunity and is the paper equivalent to MySpace surveys. Irrelevant questions towards irrelevant people. I can dig that. PT Barnum did say that one thing about publicity, so it’s all good. When it’s printed, I’ll post it. OK? I also had to include a picture – which was a new lesson in self loathing. I had a friend, who’s a kick ass concert photographer, do some shots of me. Lesson one: Fish-eye lens in my mortal enemy. Lesson Two: Concert photographers are better at catching fast moving moments, rather than still standing models. Ah well, what can I say? My good deed will be noted and the photographer will get photo credit.