Of course when he wants to Angelo can look like he is straight out of Ghostbusters.
Category: Daily Life
These are my daily rants, stories, and what not.
Tork
I have to tell you, I love that my father works for Tork.
Maybe it is just because I know the name now, but I see Tork products all over the place. It may be sad, but they are little reminders of home to me.
I see Tork Napkin Dispensers at restaurants all the time. They were even at Camp Fitch, where I took a group of 5th Graders on a field trip recently. And every time I see them I remember my father telling me about a question he asked when Tork first bought the paper mill he works at.
Dad – “What does Tork mean anyways?”
Tork Employee – “To Wipe.” Soooooo Appropriate.
New Lens
I bought a new lens and bag for the camera Sam got me for Christmas. I like it if not soley for the fact that it can zoom in much further than the lens that came with the camera (the ‘Kit Lens’…. look at that terminology. I’m a pro now, right?). Anyways, Paprika has never looked better. And you ignore the large amount of guinea pig poo that is in the picture its actually a really nice picture.
So I’m excited. A new lens (45-150 lens, cause that means stuff to camera people). A new bag that is a backpack with lots of space for other stuff as well. Both will serve me well on the oft storied trip to Camp Fitch next week. But also at school today. Because it’s TIE DAY. Everyone wears a Tie. Or many. I’m bringing the many in. It’ll be fun.
This post was really just an excuse to put a picture of Paprika up on the webpage. She deserves some attention. Although she’s the louder of the two piggies, she’s often seen as the “follower” and not the alpha piggie. So we’ll give her a little alpha piggie attention. Suck it Ginger.
I had a dream…
Of New York City. How strange is that?
And it wasn’t last night. Last night was this big gap of nothingness. No dreams, nothing to recall.
But a few nights ago I dreamt of New York City. Of meeting friends at club there. A club in some warehouse area that I walked to. But had a skateboard. And the people there weren’t really friends, but more old classmates. Seriously, Matt Thompson, we didn’t hang out in high school. I’m sure you’re a daper guy, but I haven’t thought about you since we graduated. Maybe even before that. But at this club, Matt Thompson, Chris Rabideau (have no idea how to spell his last name without a yearbook), Jen Olden, and some other person I recognized but couldn’t recall their name (maybe someone named Katie or Jamie…. Jamie Glen-something… I don’t know). All in this club doing whatever people do in clubs. I’m not sure about that either. There wasn’t music. It was dark and there was a bar and weird flashy lights. And a coatroom. I remember the coatroom very well. Cause I checked in my skateboard. That makes it a club right?
So yeah…. my friends from back when… Colin, Shane, Yousey, Kevin, and Reg. You ditched me in my dreams. You bastards.
Cavs Game
To be perfectly honest, I’m not good at basketball, I don’t ever care about being good at basketball, have never been interested in following basketball, or cared about the sport.
But when I had free tickets to a Cavs game given to me it was a good opportunity to get out with a friend and watch a game. So I went to my first NBA game last night.
A few conclusions I’ve come to:
A) Basketball is much more interesting when you see the game live
B) Its always fun not knowing any players names. I gave them nicknames and just referred to them by the nickname all. #8 – your name is Spaz. You are the Tazmanian Devil from old WB cartoons on this team. Keep it up, you’ve earned AJ’s favorite Cavs player status. It is a new title, but deserving.
C) Watching Cleveland sports teams is a lot like watching Buffalo sports teams. The teams always know how to suck you in and get your hopes before crushing your soul with a loss.
D) If I get another chance… If anyone wants to come out and go to a game…. I would definitely go to more games. The arena is less than 10 minutes from my apartment, parking is cheap(-ish…. less than $20 for right next to the arena) and its always fun to root for a home team.
Angelo
Angelo is a strange cat. There are very toys he actually plays with. But these squeaky animal toys are his favorite. I’ll fall asleep seeing them on the living room floor, and wake up with one in bed with me next to my face. It’s odd. On more than one occasion he has woken me up pawing the squeak toys up and down the hall in the apartment. Sam shot this video last night of Angelo playing with a raccoon squeak toy on the bed.