Yeah, let’s get the t-shirt business out of the way early. What do you say? As mentioned multiple times, I’m taking pre-orders on a re-creation of the old retro Smoking Fish shirts, and still have plenty of the kick-ass Evil Twin design, as well. Place your orders (for either or both) right here.
Also, I’ve started actively soliciting advertisers, and would appreciate any help you guys can provide. If you know someone who might be interested in running banner ads at the Surf Report, send them here. And please let them know the prices posted are a “suggestion,” not really cast in stone.
Oh, I’m one hell of a businessman…
I’m at the library as I type this because it’s utter pandemonium at our house. I had intentions of getting up early today, having this update finished before 11 am, and moving on to other stuff. And everything went circling around the ol’ turd-basin.
At one point I found myself sitting in the living room watching a heavily-edited version of Wayne’s World on some questionable cable network, as Toney talked on her cell phone, the older Secret played along to a Led Zeppelin song on bass, the younger boy played along to a Clash song on drums, and Andy barked at a guy mowing the grass across the street.
And I yelled, “What am I doing with my life??”
I feel guilty about getting out of bed and going straight to the bunker, with the whole fambly home. But apparently that’s not something I need to worry about? Everybody was doing their own thing, with the exception of me. And I was watching a depressingly lame movie, made even lamer by “get out of debt” commercials and the clumsy overdubbing of “bullshit.”
And so it goes.
Yesterday afternoon I was going to go to the beer store, and Toney asked if I’d also stop and buy Fritos. We were having “taco salad” for dinner, and the original recipe calls for the crumbling of Fritos on top. And who are we to argue with the original recipe? Yum.
So, the older Secret and I purchased a case of the golden elixir, and went to the grocery store next door. While there I noticed they were having a sale on Herr’s brand potato chips: buy one GARGANTUAN bag for $3.79, get another free.
A hell of a deal… So, in addition to the Fritos, I also bought one bag of barbecue, and another sack of sour cream & onion. And as we were walking toward the self-serve cash registers we passed the Little Debbie end-cap, and I stopped, pointed toward a 12 ct box of oatmeal cream cookies, and raised one eyebrow like Belushi. Yes, please was the silent reply from the boy.
And I realized I was thirsty as were exiting the store, so I walked over to their soda machines. Huh, 75 cents… pretty cheap. So I bought a Dr. Pepper for myself, and the Secret opted for straight-up Co’ Cola.
While driving toward home, I started making a mental list of the stuff I’d just purchased: three bags of chips, a box of oatmeal cookies, a case of beer, and two bottles of soda. Hooo-ly shit. Toney was going to let me have it.
And she did, but not as bad as I’d feared. She blamed most of it on the Secret. “You’ve got to learn to say no,” she told me. I didn’t respond one way or the other. Under the circumstance nothing good would’ve come from her knowing that he’d had nothing to do with it. You’ve got to know when to hold ‘em, and know when to fold ‘em.
I watched Valkyrie last weekend, and thought it wasn’t very good. For some reason I was intrigued by it, and looked forward to its availability at Netflix. It wasn’t horrible, but not nearly as good as I’d hoped. It has a happy ending, though. Heh.
This weekend I have another movie starring a person who sometimes irritates me: Good Night, and Good Luck. We’ll see how it goes.
Toney and I have also been watching The Sopranos again, starting from the beginning. We’re already up to the third season, and loving it. In fact, I think I like it better the second time around. I’d forgotten how funny those early seasons are. Great stuff… one of the best TV shows ever.
What’s your opinion of audiobooks? Do you listen to them? For years I’ve had a snobby attitude toward the things, thinking they were for people unable (for whatever reason) to focus and actually read a book. I thought it was an unacceptable shortcut, like Miller Lite.
But I’m starting to soften my stance… At my job we’re allowed to use iPods, and I usually have mine plugged into my head for eight hours per night. And I’m starting to appreciate audiobooks.
Oh, I still listen to Clive Bull, Phil Hendrie, Jean Shepherd, old time radio, and Sebadoh. But the audiobooks fit in nicely. I bought a couple Seth Godin books through Amazon, and I’m enjoying ‘em, and shopping for other titles.
So, what’s your opinion of audiobooks? And have you ever had a strong opinion about something, then done a complete 180 on it? Tell us about it, won’t you?
Also, do you have any complete newspapers saved from special days? Magazines too, I guess… Toney and I kept an unread paper from Atlanta when the older Secret was born, and a copy of the Los Angeles Times when the younger one came along.
And I think I bought my parents a copy of LIFE magazine from the week they were married (in 1961), a few years ago. I thought it was a cool gift, but my folks are practical people and probably thought, “Why would I want to read old news?” I don’t know…
But what about you? Do you have anything saved like that? Tell us about it in the comments.
And I’m calling it a week here. The yuppie bar is calling my name, and I think Toney and I need to take advantage of their happy hour again. Mmmm… cheap microbrews out of doors.
Have a great weekend, folks!
I’ll see you on Monday.