This week’s Podcast features a story I’ve told to many people in the past six months. Apparently, it’s one of the better stories I’ve told. Hence, this recording of “the Car Story” as many have dubbed it. Enjoy.
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That’s right, folks.
After terrorizing our airwaves for six years, Sue Johanson is ending her show.
Maybe now, finally, our long national nightmare may be over. Now, Beerslinger can flip through the channels without worrying about finding her show and screaming “GYAAAH!!! Old Lady selling dildoes, OLD LADY SELLING DILDOES!!!!” (True story about the first time he saw her, and one of the funniest damn things I’ve ever seen.)
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Here, we present Episode 4 of our podcast in which we discuss the latest superhero movie to come out, Marvel’s Iron Man. I also discuss a bit of my history with the character, and why i had to see the movie twice to see the whole thing. This one… well, it could only happen to me, folks.
Oh, and I’ll try to have the next podcast out by the end of the week. We know we’re a bit behind on this one, but we’ll make up for it with a double-shock this week. Don’t forget, you can also subscribe to the Podcast through iTunes.
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Wetwired Radio Presents: Our third podcast. Yay. Ok, after continued stupid technical difficulties, and the fact that we’re slightly perfectionists, we’re glad to have it finnally up.
Topics covered: Austin road trip, new apple macbook, “Yes, I assure you, we’re open”, Clerks Reference, Huts Hamburgers, the Oasis, Apple Store, date, Jenna Jameson, Team Building, the View.
Listen to this via itunes or directly below.
Okay, so here’s the thing.
I have a new podcast recorded and ready to go. New music, even.
However, I just bought a new laptop and this one doesn’t have any ftp software installed yet, and furthermore I need to get some info from Pylorns to get the server info again. (My bad, admittedly, that I didn’t bother to write any of this crap down BEFORE SELLING MY OLD NOTEBOOK.)
So, be patient. There will be a new podcast hopefully within the next 24 hours.
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We present to you our second Podcast, where I discuss my venturing into the world of buying a new computer.
Yes, it’s more interesting than it sounds.
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This is our first podcast, somewhat of a test, we did this last week but we wanted to test it and have it for you guys to check out. This podcast talks about Wetwired Radio, PodCasting 3 years too late, Life, Dating, and American Airlines general douchebaggery. With this first podcast we’ve also dumped out to itunes but it will be some time before the information populates so stay tuned. Welcome to wetwired radio, we hope you enjoy our first test run.
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83 years old, passed away with his wife of 64 years by his side.
And from all accounts, a hell of a guy. Most people don’t know he was on the stage near Martin Luthor King Jr. during the “I Have A Dream” speech. Not a bad actor, either. He was a man who fought for the little guy, and he will be missed.
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Normally on this date, I post some outlandish post that ends up being an April Fool’s Day thing.
Not so much, this year. See, right now I’m swinging between two extremes at work (possible promotion versus possible layoff because I cost too damn much), I’m relatively happy at home, and I really don’t want to jinx anything in terms of karma.
So, no big joke this year.
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Yes, I’m serious.
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Ladies and gentlemen, I offer the following humble advice.
Take care of your teeth, for the one thing you don’t want is to have a cavity near the back of your mouth. Mark my words, to fix it your dentist will have your mouth wider than Ginger Lynn Allen’s during a John Holmes Memorial “fillin’ and drillin,” if you know what I mean.
My friggin’ jaw is killing me. Cavities taken care of, but yeesh!
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I’m writing this at 2:45 AM. I’m supposed to be awake in a little over an hour.
I’ve had about 2 hours sleep tonight.
See, when I got to work yesterday at 2 PM I expected I would be going to work today at the same time. Then, a coworker who is also training a group at The Job let me know that he was being forced to work on a separate project, and since I was co-training with someone else he asked if there was any way I could take his class for the next two days.
Classes that start at 6AM. Meaning I have to be there at 5.
After not going to bed until around 4 for the past two weeks.
Oh, and my manager told him to come to us for this.
I got about an hour and a half at around 10 PM, and I’m going to try to get some more sleep after finishing this. This will be a long, long day.
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(Note: Any posts titled “State of Mind” from here on out will be posts on personal stuff or something that is about my life in general. Keep that in mind when you read them, or you can skip them altogether.)
I had my performance review the other day.
I’ve been up here in The OKC now for 14 months, and I can’t say that all of them were shining examples of how my life could be excellent. Truth be told… a lot of it sucked.
It took me 8 months in fact to realize this, and that it was my own damned fault that this was the case. This is in fact why my midyear review was less than stellar.
The irony, of course, was that once I figured this out and once I got past the personal crapfest I was putting myself through (lest we forget the whole “Finley falls in love” debacle), things came together for me. I found myself at peace with my job, the people around me- including the girl in question, and myself.
So, the past 6 months have been much better. I am enjoying my time here a lot more, I’ve started being much more social, my career has flourished and I’m a lot happier. Not only that, but I’m even really good friends with the girl whom I accepted would be nothing more than a friend. By the by, if you can get to that level with someone you’re doing pretty damned good.
This led to the past two weeks, basically. It started with me looking for a new position. I found something here in The OKC that was a use of my previous job experience, and I applied. While doing so, I also looked at moving up in my own organization. Finally, I began training up here for a site conversion we’re undergoing.I’ve now had four interviews, three of which are for the job I applied for outside of my department. I had a really good interview with the manager in my department. It culminated with the best review I’ve had in years, with a very nice raise and the best bonus I’ll have ever received here at the Job.
And to think… all of this started because six months ago someone told me I needed to find what made me happy.
I’ve referred to my state of contentment as “the theoretical happy” a few times before with some friends up here. I call it this because of two reasons. Number one, as I kept myself unhappy for many years I had a little trouble providing myself with a frame of reference. When one wears discontent like a warm blanket for too long, it’s tough to get out of it. Number two, I call it this because for a while, I worried slightly that this new mindframe wouldn’t last.
I mean, this is me we’re talking about here. I kinda have a reputation for being miserable.
That being said, I found after a while that I wasn’t really getting unhappy. Oh, there are days where I’m not in as good a mood as I’d prefer. After all, I’m still human. But, there isn’t a continuous level of discontent coursing through my veins. I’m not living for the moodiness anymore.
Naturally, this scares the crap out of me.
Are you surprised? I mean, when one gets so used to a certain frame of reference the opposite frame of reference can throw that person. I found myself… smiling more. I was more pleasant to talk to, and I enjoyed more conversation and discourse. Hell, I was even fun to be around.
The really wierd part is, this started to show in the rest of my interactions with people. Things that used to bug me didn’t really bother me anymore. People that were waiting months for the other shoe to drop and for me to return to form found themselves getting used to this new outlook. Oh, I’d still get pissed if someone pushed the right buttons. The difference was, those buttons were far harder to push now.
And so, I find myself now where the theoretical happy is no longer theoretical. I’m happy, and it’s been that way for a while. I’m judging from other experiences that this is a good thing. Would I be happier in Austin were I still there?
Here’s the irony, folks- probably not.
Oh, I’d be okay to be sure. I’d just not have had the experiences required for me to change my outlook so drasticaly as I have. I still want to get back to Austin as soon as it makes sense- that has not, and will not change. I just know that being here was a necessary step for me and I’m not as regretful about moving here as I was at one time.
Now, I can return to Austin a more complete person. I’m really, finally ready to find that person who will complement my life in the way that many of us long for, and I know I haven’t met her yet.
I have a year to go before I can be back at the earliest. I’ll be ready.
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“So, yeah, we had a good thing going for a long time there. But Movable Type, baby, we felt that love start to die inside and we couldn’t go on just for the posts.
Oh, don’t cry baby. It’s us, it’s not you. You’re beautiful, yes you are!
So yeah, we’re moving into this cramped little studio apartment until we get our new place. It’s not like it was with you, but it’s okay. We’ll be okay.”
So yeah, you’re looking at our temp placeholding until we get the new site full launched.It’s not as nice as the old site, but it’ll do until we get everything up and running.
Oh, and I may have some news about The Job soon, so stay tuned.
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Would you believe that we’ve switched from movable type to wordpress? Yeah who’d of thunk it? Please bare with us as we work through all the design bugs and changes. Good news is all the old posts, comments, and tags came over.
So, Prince Harry used to be a bit of a shithead.
See, it’s never cool to show up at a Halloween party dressed as a Nazi. So, after doing so a few years back (thus earning the former Douche status) Harry ends up going into the Military.
Unlike his pussy older brother though, Harry ends up serving in Afghanistan.
That’s right, you heard me. Dude went off to fight for his country against the Taliban- a group that as soon as they found out he was there (Thanks, CNN) vowed to kill the guy.
Naturally, the British Army sends him home once his mission is revealed. So, once he’s on his way home what happens? He says he wants to go back and finish his tour.
Moment of coolness #2.
Then, there’s this.
Take a close look at that hat, folks.
Nice to know the dude is wearing Old Glory instead of Union Jack.
Harry, I got no quarrel against you at this point. You show up anywhere nearby, have a drink on me.
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