Chapter One: Ottoman Empire

"The Ottoman Empire was a God damn capitalist!"

Said the nerd sitting near my table at the Chinese restaurant earlier tonight. 

Finally starting that novel that I've been putting off,

Adam. 

*** this is going to be a new segment on here. Where I will write up quotes I overhear and treat them as the opening line to a book. I call it "Chapter One."

"Heel, toe. Heel, toe. Heel, toe. Heel, toe..."

Each morning of mine begins with the same dilemma. I wrestle with with the thought/obligation of "should I go running this morning?" Of course I should but do I want to? After this one man debate, I usually end up giving in to the forces of cardio.

This morning was no different. I changed into my running gear (i.e. mesh shorts and sunglasses -- and of course a shirt!) and took to the streets with a swift sprint. After passing a good few blocks I heard probably one of the top sounds that no man wants to hear... the Deliverance theme.

Immediately my head was on a swivel as I was on red alert. I was looking everywhere for my assumed assailants,; yet nowhere could they be found. Eventually I pinpointed the music's origin but never ventured towards it. I just picked up the pace and never looked back.

Sheesh! Already my day has included a debate, exercise, and immense fear of sodomy. Luckily only the first two items took place. Whew!



No squealing for this guy,
Adam.

My Mother (and 2nd biggest fan) is Russia

Privet!

Last week when I blogged about my farewell to 30 Rock I did some sleuthing and discovered that the 2nd country to view my humble blog the most is Russia.

I had no idea that I was as popular as Karl Marx, Joseph Stalin and Ivan Drago rolled into one but apparently I am. So I want to take this moment to thank my Ruski-mates by saying it in their native tongue:

Bol'shoe spasibo

Also I would like to take this moment to issue a friendly open challenge to any of my Soviet fans to a game of chess. Feel free to fire your Alekhine guns my way, gang.



Yes, I did riddle this post with famous Russian names to garner more page views,
Adam.

30 Rock? More like... 8:30 O'Clock. (Nailed it!)

Tonight, another close friend has left and that friend is called 30 Rock. Tina Fey's brilliant creation has helped me in a multitude of ways and I'd list them here but I don't want to get all sentimental (Jack Donaghey wouldn't care for that -- well, from any episode but this last one, heh). So I'll just say "see you later" since we all know that I throw on a random disc to watch multiple episodes when I feel the urge to laugh or spit water from mouth (nyuk, nyuk, nyuk).


I'll miss Lutz most of all,
Adam.