Time in at 12:25 p.m. Today, I will attempt to write a blog entry on my new iPad. I am trying to do this touch-typing using the on-screen keyboard. I will make no corrections to any of the suggestions that Apple makes to my mistakes. We’ll see how this goes. Who doesn’t like a gimmick?
Wow, this is easily the longest writing drought in Sweet Monkey Pie history. For that, I apologize. Like always, I’m suffering from the deadly duo of a hectic work schedule to go with an absolute dearth of writing topics. Well, I solved both today thanks to a lazy Thanksgiving holiday and a peek at my son’s remaining Halloween candy basket.
Every so often, I come up with thoughts that I’d like to post on Facebook or Twitter. But, they’re either too long, complicated or just downright out-of-the-blue for these vehicles. Let’s face it… the 140-character limit of micro-blogging is a bit too micro for bloggers. So, here are a few vignettes that I couldn’t cram into social media.
A while ago, I wrote an entry about the 10 signs for “slow driver ahead.” While not the most popular thing I’ve ever scribbled, it was nonetheless a favorite of a co-worker whose SMP codename is Skipper. Skipper and Mr. Skipper live in the hinterlands outside of Raleigh, NC, and they both know what it’s like to get stuck behind a pokey driver. Read more…
Earlier today, Tiger Woods fired the apology heard ’round the world. You read it. I read it. We all read it. Read more…
It seems we’ve moved past the Michael Jackson ballyhoo to the “beer summitt” tempest in a teacup (or beer stein, as it were). The media has latched on to the story of how a potential racial profiling case (maybe) was turned into a certifiable media spectacle (kinda). Read more…
I’ve been a bit under the weather today, which leaves me in a sleep-deprived and drug-addled state. The perfect combo for some bloggin’. Quick post to recap things I’ve learned today: Read more…
Earlier today, I got behind a car in traffic, and I knew – without a doubt in my mind – that I would be driving behind a slooooooow moving vehicle. That got me to think about distinct visual cues that show you that you should just abandon hope, hit the brakes and get ready to poke around town. Read more…
This might be the weirdest blog post ever. Even for me. But, I was having a conversation with a loyal SMP reader who argued with me that “This is How We Do It” by Montell Jordan can’t be on a list of worst songs ever. He then went on to say that my Proust questionnaire made him laugh. So… we’re talking about Montell Jordan… and the Proust questionnaire… which led to the obvious question. What if you answered the survey using just the lines from “This is How We Do It.” Read more…
The other day, I was looking at the latest copy of Vanity Fair. One of my favorite parts of this publication is the final page – the vaunted “Proust Questionnaire.” It’s like the pretentious questionnaire that James Lipton gives people at the end of Inside the Actor’s Studio. Just longer.
