Monthly Archives: January 2007

Cigarette Butts.

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I was taking a smoke break at work today and thought about the first time my grandfather caught me smoking a cigarette.

We had these really old wrought iron chairs that sat out on the front porch (something simliar to this… take note of the holes where your butt goes). My good friend Amanda and I were sitting in these chairs taking a little smoke break when I spotted my grandfather coming up the sidewalk.

I had been holding the cigarette underneath my seat for this very reason, but when I saw him, I quickly tried to put it out on one of the pieces of iron on the chair. I was wearing a pair of thin white gauchos, and when I went to put the cigarette out on the chair, I completely missed and put it out on my ass.

It hurt. Real bad.

Ladies Love A Country Boy

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I added some new photos to my flickr account. I guess they’re not technically new, I just got around to chosing a few that were saved on my hard drive. Maybe one day I’ll get really bored and go through the ones I’ve saved on to disc.

I’ve been spending a lot of time on Digg tonight, mainly because someone is always harping on me to participate, but I find that the news only keeps me entertained for so long. After a while I realize I’m not reading the articles because I care about being informed. I just want to be able to enjoy the comments. It seems like nobody ever has anything nice to say and as sad and scary as that is, it’s rather addicting. Sort of like Roseanne. How I can watch a show about a fat woman who does nothing but bitch is beyond me.

On Friday at work I think someone of some sort of importance came into the office to be interviewed. I’m not sure who he was, but you know those country music stars have a look (that I won’t elaborate on… I’m trying to keep things positive) and why else would anyone care to ask him questions? Not only that but actually take note of the answers… ?

Last month a mother and her two daughters came in who had formed a trio, called themselves Lucy Angel. I assume they were stopping by lots of places downtown to promote their new album. When they stopped by my work we all gathered in my boss’ office and by golly, they did us a few diddies! I’m totatlly not into country music so you can imagine it was really hard for me to look like I wasn’t in pain, but I tried. I mean, they weren’t really bad. They could sing… I guess.

I don’t understand country music at all. I’ve been in Nashville all my life so it’s nothing new. I work for a company that deals with nothing but country music. At first I was scared that it would start to grow on me. However, even though I love my job I hate country music a little more with each day that passes. Ears, please don’t fail me now.

Don’t get me wrong though, I’ll be the first to admit that my neighbors called the cops on me for listening to Johnny Cash just a little too loud.

Party on, Wayne!

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Last night after I got off work I didn’t really have any plans and I was feeling pretty lazy so I thought I’d try to get this heap rolling. I logged into WordPress to see what damage I could do when I read on the Development Blog that something or other needed to be updated. After attempting to update it (keyword: attempting) I went to check on everything and sure enough, I had dun gone and broke it!

So.. instead of trying to undo what I just did, I thought hell, I’ll just reinstall WordPress. Good thing there were only a few blog entries here that didn’t mean much to me because I didn’t even think about trying to save them before I deleted my old install.

But, it all worked out because after I reinstalled WordPress I could suddenly get everything to work right. I managed to also stumble upon a really nice theme that I altered to my liking. I must say it’s not looking too shabby around here. I managed to rig up something nice for a gallery using my Flickr photos and I also got the About page done. If that’s not progress, then I just don’t know what is.