I’m shipping my computer off to the West coast this morning. So, I’ve been syncing up music and whatnot as much as I can since I’ll be without my library for over a week. I think I will have my laptop to hold me over until then for internet and stuff, but no music. Also, something cool, some of my photos from the Brad show back in October are up on the official website: www.bradcorporation.com.

Bye for now!

I’m not driving anywhere super long distance tomorrow. I’m heading back to Fairfield (I was there over Thanksgiving, explaining the “back”). Weighing out the pro’s and con’s of either driving to San Francisco Tomorrow, Jan 1st, Feb 1st, or Never (shipping my car), it makes sense to do it Feb 1st. This minimizes both stress and expenses for the next two months. So my flight leaves JFK at 11:00 am Saturday morning. I start work on Monday!

Today may be my last night actually officially living in this apartment. Most of my stuff will be moved out throughout the remainder of the week, I could still SLEEP here of course. But to live, for a week at a time for example, I would have to bring “living things” since none would be here. And in regards to moving, I feel like everything is just kinda “play it by ear”. I do have an entire week to get my shit together and over to the West coast, I’d almost prefer things rushed a little more.

By my 23rd birthday (think about it, I’m right — your 1st is when you’re 2 years old) I’m sure things will be all sorted out and I will be settled down all the way across the continent.

Another fantastic Stephen Kellogg and the Sixers show last night at the Bowery Ballroom. Unfortunately, the pictures and movies I took are trapped on my camera until I can find my batter charger. They played 4 encores! Granted, the second, third, and fourth were one song each. The last was an acoustic performance out in the middle of the standing-room-only audience which was preceded by a full house singing of “Happy Birthday” to Stephen Kellogg himself.

I would like to comment on the couple that was standing in front of me during the show. My theory (and I’m fairly certain that I’m correct on this) is that he was a fan while she was not. Though, in addition to not being a fan, she was also the clingy type. When the boyfriend left for drinks or whatnot, she didn’t know what to do with herself (because watching the concert was obviously out of the question). These lulls consisted of constantly looking over her shoulder for her significant other to return to her side.

Allow me to detail an example:

Without speaking, she stares up at the side of her boyfriend’s face who is happily enjoying the show. Eventually he notices her from his peripheral vision and turns to her, gives her a smile, and returns to the concert. But this isn’t what she wanted. She continues to stare in silence. Hoping for him to just “get the hint” she tugs slightly on his arm in an indication to either “hold my hand” or “put your arm around me.”

Nearly half the song is over by now and the couple each have one arm around the other. The girl, however, isn’t content and is still staring up while the guy enjoys the opening of the next song. Again, he notices her stare. Remembering that last time a friendly smile wasn’t enough, he turns and gives her a short kiss. She got what she wanted and happily rests her head in his chest.

The best part was towards the end of the show, she left early to get their bags and wait outside or something. I said to the guy “If you end up staying with her, you (plural form) won’t be happy”. He responded with “Yea, I know”. Haha!

I do not understand people who cannot form coherent text messages. It’s not hard. You just think about what you type for 3 seconds before you press “send”… thats all…

Ugh…

The travel time between Brooklyn, NY and San Francisco, CA, says Google maps.

I am strongly considering taking this trip. To explain a little of the background, I am starting a new job on December 3rd (in San Francisco). As it stands now, to get out there I will be flying on the 1st. What’s stopping me? Well, its a lot of driving. Part of my consideration is that I would want to do it alone, which is (repeat) a lot of driving. But how awesome though! And what an experience! I’d be crossing 3 different time zones. Anyway, I still have my plane ticket all scheduled for the 1st, so there’s not too much time to make the final decision and avoid crazy fees with the airlines.

More to follow later I’m sure of that.

“It came out of nowhere”

“It came out of the blue”

Brilliant, I know…

This evening will consist (among other things) driving 4-5 hours from Brooklyn, New York to Boston, Massachusetts.

The last time I drove up (and stayed the weekend) I got 2 parking tickets totaling $115. The time before that, my car was broken into and a large batch of CDs and my iPod was stolen. Another instance, Dominic drove, his car was towed (stolen by the MAN). Yet another instance, Pete’s parent’s car had their window smashed in an a laptop stolen.

We (just wanted to keep with the “partial sentence - parenthese” theme I’ve got going) do this to go visit Keith. And because we’re too cheap to pay for parking. This time ’round, I will be pulling out all the stops and parking in a secured lot for something like $25 a day. See you soon Keith!

And thanks to Pete for helping to clarify some of the details. Sorry for the confusion:
Adam: This is for a blog post
Pete: Oh
Pete: You should have clarified
Adam: Ha
Adam: I apologise
Adam: I never know to put a “z” or not
Adam: Cause the “s” looks dumb
Adam: And nothing is spelled with a “z”
Pete: Well, the x is British
Adam: x?
Pete: What the hell did I just type
Pete: For some reason, I was talking about the British spelling of “apologize/apologise”
Pete: But then, you said nothing is spelled with a “z”
Pete: And i thought of the word “xylophone”
Pete: Which obviously has no “z”
Pete: So in conclusion, I don’t know what happened

If you don’t know what this is about, you should try and keep it that way.

Pete: Nice try
Adam: Dammit
Adam: Dammit Dammit
Pete: I had a feeling you were buttering me up with all those links
Adam: I almost had you I’ll bet
Adam: haha
Pete: Trying to lower my guard
Adam: Indeed, indeed
Pete: Think about this
Pete: We could have just revived Lemonparty as a crappy joke outside of work. Anywhere, at home, whatever
Pete: But for some reason, we decided to do it at the office. Which is without any doubt the worst possible place to do it
Adam: haha
Adam: hahaha

In the corporate world, I would never consider this phrase a positive job description.

It basically means that your job consists of lots of work, though it only comes in bursts. In between bursts is a non-productive lull. What causes this lull? Why can’t the bursts be alleviated by simply spreading things out? I feel that this description dictates a position that relies on many other positions in the same position. The bursts occur when something happens at the end of a very long chain of “Hurry-Up-And-Wait-ers” that causes a reaction all the way down the line. Each person rushed to complete their part to pass things along to the next.

I personally don’t like relying on other people to move forward. I also despise inefficiency. Mainly because the combination of the two is absolutely not productive. The “Hurry Up And Wait” model is one of these combinations.

In the above diagram, chalked full of “Hurry-Up-And-Wait-ers” a total of 9 connections must be made, passing things on along down the line. These would actually back and forth connections since the initial two would be sent, and then waited on for return information. Whereas below, in the “Adam Is Awesome” schema, the excess “Hurry-Up-And-Wait-ers” are required to do nothing, since 3 direct connections are made. Both efficient, AND time delays are minimized since there are only 3 people to “wait” on.

What a ridiculous post. There are many other things I’d much rather write about, though this seems like the only appropriate thing at the moment.

I LOST MY CELL PHONE!!!

I had just driven back to Brooklyn from my parent’s house in Fairfield. With me were bags of clothes from various stores, my briefcase, laundry bag, and 2 Pepe’s pizza boxes. On the drive home my phone’s battery died, it was sitting on the middle divider in the car. SO, once I parked in Brooklyn, I tossed it AND my iPod into one of the bags, the Banana Republic one I believe. I carried the clothing bags along with the pizza in front of me, while my briefcase and laundry bag were over my shoulders. It was quite bulky, but obviously manageable since I made it to my room.

I get into my room. Put everything away. I’ve got the iPod, no cell phone. I retraced my steps, I checked and re-checked every single bag and article of clothing. Re-checked and triple checked my car and every step I took from it to the apartment (it was a short walk). I even checked the pizza boxes and the bag of deli meat that is in the fridge. My cell phone is gone.

3 options. One: it dropped somehow (without me hearing it fall) on my walk to the apartment from my car and someone took it. Or two: its somewhere in my room and I haven’t found it (its a small room). Or three: my phone sprouted legs and arms and climbed out of the bag and ran off down the street to go hang out at the missing cell phone’s party in Manhattan.

I am so mad right now.