Sunday, August 2, 2009

Hibernation

This was just such a good weekend to hibernate for me. This morning, 10:00 AM was as dark as 10:00 PM, with rain on and off all morning long. This led me to knocking out my laundry several hours earlier on a Sunday than normal, since all I did this weekend was take naps throughout the day. I guess I'm making up for the lousy sleep I get during the week, and yes I know they say that getting exercise will make for better and more efficient sleep, so you won't be so tired, so you can do even more exercise which will then make you sleep even better, well you see I know there is supposed to be some up cycle to it all, but I'm on the other end of the energy spectrum, the part that is too tired to exercise, which makes my sleep lousy, well, my point is made right? I need to break that cycle, any tips?

So, I alluded to laundry a moment ago right? I'll get to that in a moment, but let me tie it in by mentioning the other things going on around here at the infamous Greentree Building, West Chester's most exclusive address! (um, not really) It's been one week since I've started walking to my car that's now in the Bicentennial Garage, since they've closed the Mosteller Garage. That'll be worth of it's own headline blog, but in a nutshell, so far so good. The other thing is there's been a change in maintenance management for the better, as I'm no longer showering in ankle deep water in my bathtub, I guess all the hair I've lost over the last 4 years living here finally managed to clog the place up. (Oh wait, unlike my brothers, I've not lost my hair, so what could it be????)

Anyway, one day coming home from work I find a note slipped under my door, (you know, it's the passive aggressive way our building managers communicate with us tenets.) to tell us they are installing new washers and dryers in the building. Are you kidding? Talk about exceeding my expectations! I had checked them out, and they are pretty cool, pure white, front end loading washing machines with black tinted windows, looking all futuristic out of 2001: a Space Odyssey.


Wait, can that statement be correct? Can something look futuristic if the aesthetic is set 8 years in the past? I guess it's easy for futurists and science fiction writers to have taken what was going on in their eras, and apply a little forward looking Darwinist evolutionary thinking to propose that if they were in 1968, by 2001 we'd have space stations and moon bases, just like with the decay that was evident in 1970's New York City, that by the late 20th Century, New York would be a dystopian, maximum security prison in need of being escaped from. Ahem. Anybody else saw The Disney Company coming into Times Square? Yea right. And no, Disney cannot be considered Dystopian...
Why do I get the feeling that my prediction of the year 2020 will have me driving a 30 year old car? I don't want to know, who moved my cheese, I want to know, where is my jetpack?

Ah the heck with it, it looks like rain again, I'm going to take a nap...rawr! (That's my bear imitation, woof, woof woof, that's my other dog imitation.)
Any body who can name where that last reference is from, (other than Ralph), I'll buy them a Coke. Ya Oddball!
Oh and if this post seemed to ramble, remember, I'm only now coming out of hybernation.

3 comments:

Mikey said...

My first guess was that it was wrestling related, but then I thought, no, I'm thinking of RAW, not rawr. After that I was out of ideas so I turned to google, which, expectations to the contrary, dissapointed.

Unless of course you are referring to a program for comparing accessories for World of Warcraft.

I think that's not it.

But funny that you mentioned a dystopian New York. I was talking to my dad this weekend on the President's new health plan, which seems to be modeled on Soylent Green. I've promised dad when he goes to the center he will get his selection of bluegrass and hee haw reruns before he's lowered onto the conveyor belt in order to save medicare funds.

Mike P. said...

Kelly's Heroes. A pure classic. One of the reasons I joined the Army and became a tanker. (Stripes being the other reason.)

And I want the flying car I was promised to have by the year 2000.

Ralph said...

That's a Tiger tank, man. You gotta kill it, like, point-blank and square in the ass!