Where did my day go?

November 7, 2003

Stupid comment spam. I’m starting to get random pieces of spam put in comments on entries, which is more common than you’d expect with blogs, and from what I’ve read is becoming more and more of a nuisance to bloggers around the world. First it was email spam (and still), then pop-up ads, then the pop-up message spam, and now blog comment spam. Stupid spammers WE DON’T WANT TO BUY YOUR PRODUCTS. Well, I guess that’s not necessarily true for everyone, since people DO keep buying stuff from them,, hence why they keep advertising. Anyhow, I’m deleting the comments as they come in. I left the funny one from early in the summer about the Wicsonsin women’s soccer team, but the other crap has to go. If a pattern starts to emerge, I’ll begin banning IP addresses from posting comments. Since few people post comments in the first place, that shouldn’t be too much of a problem.

Incidently Helen, the URL section in the comments is if you want to put in a website address instead of an email address. For instance, if I were posting comments on someone’s blog, I could put in http://www.agshender.net instead of my contact email address, so I could still be reachable. Since I have your email address already, though, you don’t need to put in anything except your name so I know who it’s from.

Last night at the comedy club was nice. I had a little bit of trouble finding parking, however. The club was right in the middle of downtown on the edge of the Pearl District, and the blocks surrounding it were filled with art galleries. Last night happened to be the first Thursday of the month of November, so I had to compete with First Thursday crowds. That sucked. I’ve been to First Thursday only once, and I certainly don’t remember it being that crowded. Of course, I was also about 16 or 17 at the time. The mother of a girl I used to date was (is still, I assume) a photographer, and I went to one of her openings. It was kind of neat seeing photos hanging on the walls of the gallery with price tags that I’d just seen lying around the house prior to that.

I circled for about 30 minutes, and I finally said to hell with it and drove back about eight or nine blocks to a parking garage I knew was cheap, though it required me to jog (yes, jog) back to the club since it had taken me so long to find a spot. Stupid crowds. The comedy wasn’t anything to write home about, but it made me laugh for most of the night. Interestingly enough, I ran into someone I knew. Well, sort of. She recognized me from tennis, which I haven’t done in group lessons since high school, so it must be from then. I didn’t remember her (and I still can’t place her face with her name), but she sure recognized me, even with my goatee. I guess that even despite my change in appearance in the last few years, I still look about the same. I know that I’ve mostly changed in the last two years (going from a shaven–and I use that term lightly–215 pound man to a goateed, svelte 170 pound man), so physically I look similar to how I did in high school, but still…. I wouldn’t expect people I knew six years or more ago to recognize me right off the bat. Well, if I need to buy a house from anyone, I know who to go to now since she gave me her card….

There’s been some discussion floating about since my memories of my grandmother were aired in my last entry, but no one can seem to get their stories straight. Of the four people who have spoken up (myself included), none of the stories click with each other and everyone has different memories of times and places. It’s funny how that works. I inquired with my Dad about when it would have been since he has pictures of everything, but he couldn’t help me any. My only conclusion is that my memory of seeing my grandparents in Hawaii was wrong, so I have no idea what memory I’m thinking of. Memories are really funny things sometimes.

My day really lept past me. I thought maybe I would go for a walk, perhaps even a short jog (a mile and a half) since my jog last night felt OK, but my morning of watching “ER” in bed (since it was so nice and toasty) turned into an all-day thing once I watched my tape of “Friends”, “Scrubs”, and the new “ER”. Now it’s almost 5 PM and I haven’t done a thing all day. Not that I’ll probably do anything the rest of the day, either. It’s pretty cold and windy outside, too, but that doesn’t mean I can’t lift weights. Just means I don’t get any cardio, that’s all. Eh, perhaps later tonight. I’m a bit lazy today, but then again, when aren’t I?

Tomorrow morning, however, I have to be down at the Multnomah Athletic Club to talk with someone about a part-time job there. 8:30 in the morning, but heck, that’s not too early for me to be out of here. I’ve had worse. We’ll see how that goes.

So that’s it, I’m out of here.

It’s cold outside, so I’m bundling up. Happy Friday, all.

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