Archive for July 2006

This blog has moved to baddminton.com

July 12, 2006

I’ve finally moved my blog, and it’s now on baddminton.com! That’s it! Nothing else to remember! All my old blentries and photos are still there. I’m still working out a few kinks, and one thing that’s a bummer is I was unable to import any of my comments from this blog to the new one, so it looks like nobody commented on any of my posts. But it’s still super cool, and the web address is easy to remember, so I think it’s a very good thing. Plus, I feel accomplished because I figured out how to install it all by myself. Yay!

So: To recap, please visit my blog now at baddminton.com, and please bookmark the new site and/or change the link on your blogroll if you have it there (which you should, if you have a blog). 😉

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Just to Make Things Complicated

July 7, 2006

They switched our phone system at work. The new phone system requires us to dial “8” to get an outside line. Eight. Not nine, Eight. Every other phone system in the entire universe requires you to dial 9. Why did this phone company choose eight? Did someone get a patent or a copyright on 9? Or was this company just trying to be different? Are they trying to be hip and cool? Avant-garde? Ooooooh, y’all are soooooooo cooool, because you picked 8 instead of 9 . You guys are soooooooooo, like, un-mainstream. You’re really sticking it to the man, dudes.

Every time I pick up my phone I dial 9. This has been going on for about a week. Every time. I think once maybe I remembered to hit 8 first, but every single other time I have first hit 9. Do I think I will ever learn to use 8? Probably not. And even if I do, the next time I’m using a normal phone where you have to dial nine, I will inevitably first hit 8. Jerks.

Independence Is Fun!

July 6, 2006

I’ve just posted some new photos in my Flickr account from the 4th. Check ’em out. I went up to the roof of the Bel Age Hotel with some friends to eat, drink, and watch fireworks. Although there wasn’t a huge fireworks display nearby, we were able to see them exploding all across the horizon, which was a cool new way to enjoy them. Jeff’s roommate Mike was our bartender, and we ended up getting away with lots of free drinks, as if it weren’t payment enough that we got to laugh at his funny little shorts and polo shirt uniform. Dang, why didn’t I take a picture of that?!

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My British friend Virginia came to celebrate our country’s victory over hers, and pointed out how amazing it is that we’ve built all this in 230 years. (“We” including me, of course, because I have built a great deal of this country with my bare hands)!

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In other news, Missy has moved to New York, which is sad for us, but happy because she booked a 3-year contract role on All My Children. She’s been in town this week packing up. On Sunday we all drank mimosas and talked while she packed. Here’s Jeremy and Missy doing a coreographed scene from a musical about packing. Good times.

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In one last piece of news, This Just In: Working in an office sucks.