Multiply 365 Day 95 - Uninspired

"Happy Hour" by The Housemartins. Yes I have fired up Pandora again, which can only mean I am blogging. Truth be told I started by skipping a song, something by The Smiths, who I like but my station still plays them way too much for even my tastes. I added a few bands to my station, but it hasn't helped with that problem. The thing is I am pretty lax about building this radio station of mine. I still have a bad taste in my mouth over the whole Lauchcast fiasco, where I had invested a significant amount of time only to see Yahoo (which is a four letter word) sell it off to CBS Radio, and throw out all of the tweaking I had done, which included over 5000 ratings. Now with Pandora I occasionally click a never play this again, or add a band I like, but I am not all that aggressive about it. If I find time great, if not, oh well.

Yeah, you can tell I am uninspired if I am bitching about things that happened moons ago. At least I am not complaining about past relationships, which would be an even older story still, and lead to a possible bout of bitterness, which I would rather not do before bed, thank you very much. I have enough problems on a daily basis without revisiting old ones.

Work has been, well, work. Not great, not bad though rumor has it Ed is back on Friday, which can be good, bad or most likely, both. I am sure I will get another lecture about something I did wrong, but he is more hands on than Brian and that might not be a completely bad thing. And I have to decide if I am going to bike into work again this week. On one hand it is nice, it does save me money and it isn't that bad of a ride, I can do it in about 18 minutes and with the Scandisk blasting in my ears the only issue is whether I will mow down a jogger on the trail on the way to work, but by the same token by not riding I can probably buy myself an extra half hour of sleep, though that comes at a cost of $4.50 each time I do it. To show you my fucked up way of thinking, I view a bike ride into work as almost buying me a pack of cigarettes, because we all know biking and smoking go together like porn and Carrot Top. Plus I save an additional $1.25 by not buying my morning cup of coffee at the corner store while I wait for the bus. Holy hell, I am starting to realize I could save some serious coin on the bike, well over $100 a month. That's no longer smokes, that's an internet bill. Of course now that I found this new found reason to bike to work, watch for something stupid to happen tomorrow, like 6 inches of snow that would curtail that plan.

Wow, Pandora is going above and beyond the call of sucking ass right now. An issue I never had with Launchcast because I had unlimited skips there. Not so here, I think I get like 7 an hour and I think I blew through 5 of them already, I am almost counting the minutes (12) until South Park comes on at this rate.

My fantasy hockey team has officially shit the bed. Maybe it was too many Cornnuts (you should really read all of my entries to get that one) or maybe it was just dumb luck, but a roster that was carrying me early in the year is failing down the stretch, I am over 200 points back of third place with just a handful of games left. I have already blew through my game limit at two positions, left wing and right wing, and I play my last goaltender game tonight. Not that reaching my limit this late is bad, it is better than not using them by the end of the season, but guys that were performing well early in the year, like Steven Stamkos, decided to take an early vacation and screw my team in the process. The one trade I swung has turned out to be a bust for both teams, when I dealt Rick Nash for Duncan Keith and Ryan Malone. Malone got hurt almost immediately after the trade, I think I got two or three games out of him tops, and Keith has been little better than a placeholder on defense. Not that keeping Nash would have been any better for me, the team I traded him to just cut him this past week, so in that regard it is an no harm, no foul move, but usually when you make a trade you like to upgrade your roster in some way, not just tread water.

There goes the last of my skips. Fuck and double fuck. Now the best I can do is mute the song that is playing, and then Pandora goes into auto pause after the song ends until I start it again. The result is though that I end up blogging without any background music, which is also akin to porn and Carrot Top. Yes I am so uninspired that I used the same bad reference twice, and I am sure the reference would be worse if we actually saw those two together.

Sad that a commercial for Ace Hardware is the best thing Pandora can play right now. Worse is that I am actually listening to commercials. Okay, "Man in the Box" by Alice in Chains came on, that is a serious upgrade. I actually thought it would make a great opening song for a radio show, save for the fact that it is not in compliance with ye olde FCC,. who frown upon such words as shit being broadcast over the airwaves. I best not tell them about my disdain for Cornnuts.

And here I couldn't think of anything to write. I wish I was always this uninspired. I would make a comment about me blogging and length and how they go together like porn and Yvonne Strahovski, but she is a friend on Facebook now and were she to read this she might unfriend me, which while not a fate worse than death, would still suck nonetheless. Some things are better left imagined than mentioned. So where is the "unmention" button around here anyway?

I am suffering from Deluca's withdrawal. I haven't been there in almost three weeks, which is three weeks too many. Because me fending for myself when it comes to breakfast usually results in some combo of non breakfast foods washed down with coffee strong enough to kill the taste of whatever deadly concoction I managed to create in the kitchen.

Damn my computer screen was dirty. I just typed that sentence and saw a period that wasn't there. It is like the inverse of the Creation Museum, where periods that were there are ignored so that you can instead see people riding bareback on dinosaurs. And yes there is a bareback and porn joke in there somewhere, but haven't we done that already? Besides Alice in Chains was followed up with The Cult and now Guns N Roses from back before Slash became the Brown Eyed Peas bitch (I told you reading all of the entries was important).

Well if I am going to get this posted before the dreaded midnight hour I should probably stop now. The clock is ticking and if I am going to ride into work I should get to bed at a decent hour.