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Tuesday July 20 2004. SLIPPING.
  It's July 20th. My Padres are in third place with a record of 50-42 and are 3 1/2 games behind the Hated Dodgers (who have won eight straight).
LOST TRACK. NUMBNESS.

  Hey, it's Wednesday, not Tuesday, ya moron.

  Earlier today, Iraqi militants took six more people hostage and are threatening to behead them if their countries--Egypt, India, and Kenya--don't pull out all of their troops and citizens from Iraq. Seems like this is starting to be a once a week occurrence, unfortunately.
  Reading about this latest development made me think: Will it reach a point at which these kidnappings will no longer be Front Page News? Will we just shrug when we hear about these things? God help us all if that ever happens. Unfortunately, it may.
SONNY BOY. MONSTROSITY.

  I just saw Sonny Jurgenson at the Fairfax City post office. He was walking in and I was walking out. I said "Hey, Sonny" and he smiled and said "Hey." Kinda random...
  (For those of you who don't know, he's a Hall of Fame Redskins' quarterback and current broadcaster.) 

  Beth came home with a new toaster oven/broiler on Sunday and I kind of gave her a hard time about buying it. For one, I didn't want that big monstrosity taking up kitchen counter space, and for two, I told her I'd never use it since the kitchen is already equipped with an oven.
  Well, last night, on a whim, I broiled a couple of steaks in the thing and I have to say they cooked rather nicely.
  I still don't like the loss of counter space, but I hereby accept The Monstrosity into our family of kitchen appliances.
CHEESY. Sonny Boy, Slipping, Angels Of The Corporate World, Cheesy, Broker And Broker, Monstrosity, Lost Track, and Numbness.

  Sometimes, I think editors love their jobs simply because they like writing headlines:
  "Kraft Profits Sour Due to Dairy Costs"

BROKER AND BROKER. ANGELS OF THE CORPORATE WORLD.
  Sadly and rather disturbingly, I have absolutely zero intelligence points when it comes to Playing The Stock Market (I also have an odd dependence on adverbs ending in "-ly" but I'll save that story for another time--thankfully).
  See, I've been watching and researching a few stocks in the past six months and I finally decided to make an investment. I thought the time was right and the market was right, but silly me, I fucked up hard. And I mean hard.
  First, I bought some shares of CMGI (a supply-chain management company) at 1.80 and the dang thing tanked in the two weeks following my purchase. Right now, it's sitting at 1.50. Nice. Second, I bought Yahoo shares the day before they announced their second-quarter earnings. Since the experts were predicting record profits for Yahoo, I snatched up a few shares at 33.07 hoping the earnings report would boost the price. Once again, silly me. Profit does not always equal higher per-share prices, apparently. Yahoo plummeted 8% the day after releasing their earnings report and is currently trading at 29 and some change.
  I think my money does a lot better where it truly belongs: Monte Carlo. Blackjack Area. Table #14.

     

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