As lame as it gets (hopefully)

My my, how the tables have turned. I'm working and Robb is lazily sunning himelf and doing nothing constructive. I try to write and Robb takes photos. I have taken a break from reading and Robb is desperately looking for a new author. I'm playing with crosswords and Robb is playing with himself....wait, maybe that's still the same. Anyway, I've been lazy lately and Robb is taking a much needed break from life. My apologies again loyal readers (both of you).

We'll call this another lame update. My new employer is pretty good to me. Training is kinda boring but that's the case anywhere. They have some pretty cool systems in place and I'm looking forward to getting my training into practice. And the hours are nice, considerably better than I'm used to.

I've been still managing some Starbucks time but my tan is suffering. As I mentioned earlier, I have reconnected with crosswords over the last couple of weeks and even managed to fully complete one New York Times puzzle. It's quite satisfying. I took a break from reading but am still putzing around with the Sandman graphic novels.

I'm promising myself that I'll get back to posting more regularly starting this week. It just came easier when I had nothing to do all day. Like a friend of mine used to say all the time....a job ain't nuthin but work.

Co-ed Prison Sluts is less than two weeks away. This'll be my 4th time since the beginning of July. Tickets are going to probably sell out this week so grab em if you're going.

No joke though, Robb is looking for some new authors. Feel free to post some suggestions for the poor fella in the comments section.


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Robb of the Day XX

In the boat, looking out at blue skies and sails all over the damn place.

Robb of the Day XIX

Inside the little boat. I'm sitting on my little bunk, thinking my little thoughts.

SLUTS!

Now that I have your attention...... My sincerest apologies to Robb and the other 2 regular readers of this blog for my absence. It seems just the thought of returning to work has completely shut me down.



Co-ed Prison Sluts is what I want to talk about today. Unfortunately our group for Friday's show was whittled down to the four people who purchased tickets in advance. So, effectively, we are planning another group outing for the 22nd of August (2 weeks and 4 days from now). I encourage everyone to attend.



I'm sure I must have covered this with everyone I know at some point, but what's one more time?



Co-ed Prison Sluts is still the longest running musical in Chicagoland history. There is a good reason for this. IT'S FUCKING FUNNY! The entirety of the show takes place in a co-ed prison. For those of you who don't know what that means, it's a prison with boys and girls. I don't want to ruin any part of this for anyone so I'll save the description and review for perhaps another time. I will say this though, there's music and vulgarity and I have yet to find someone that didn't enjoy it. The show is not for the easily offended but I figure if any of you know Dan or Chris you'll be just fine.

And fine, if you don't believe me here's the Tribune review and the Chicago Free Press here. I know what you're thinking...musicals are gay. Well, here is the Windy City Times (gay newspaper....well, not exactly, newspapers much like Muppets can't be gay. I guess it's just the writers that are gay) review. The only one I've found that isn't glowing.

Co-ed had originally returned for a limited two month run but inside sources tell me that due to its popularity (read ability to make a lot more money than the other shows) it may stick around a tad longer.

Tickets are a mere $15. Show starts at 10:01. The theater has a nice little bar and parking hasn't been a real issue. It is fully our intention to drink before, during and probably after the show for those of you with alcohol dependencies. If you have to work, call in sick. You know you've done it for less. If you have issues with childcare, I know a guy who will watch your child for the night for a bottle of ripple. I'm not sure what that is, but he seems very fond of it. He will also provide your child with stories of great historical significance in which he partook. Watts riots, Rodney King and The Million Man March are some of his favorites. He's not only inexpensive but he will come to you. Mostly because he doesn't have a place of his own.

For more info and to purchase your tickets go here. If you are interested feel free to email me at the email address for the blog or text me if you have the number. I may even work on carpooling if there is an interest. The metra/el combination drops you off about a block away from the theater if you're a hippie.



Until then jaqueez....I slap my ass at you!

Picking up the slack

Apparently Livius is too good to post to this blog anymore, so i'm going to have to do double duty. I know most of you people come here specifically to see my pretty face... but even I get sick of my after seeing five pictures in a row.

So, i'm in California now, until Aug. 22nd, at which point, i'll be making my return to the land of flatness, heat and rain. Here, it's in the seventies and sunny. I'm chillin at the Berkeley Harbor, which offers me a great view of the SF Bay, directly across toward the San Francisco skyline and the Golden Gate Bridge. I'll post pics later, not many taken yet.

So, being the hippie that I am, I was investigating the public transportation system they are sporting here, and it turns out that the BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) trains run only until midnight! What's going on with that? But now that I think of it, some El lines don't run after 2AM or so... but this is a cause for concern for me, as I was hoping to catch a night or two on the beach in the moonlight.

Sigh.

I'll work it out. I saw other people sleeping on benches, why not me?

The plane was a total bitch today. I got to the airport at 6:30AM for a flight that was scheduled to leave a little after 8. Due to the Transportation Safety Administration of Total Douchebags (sic), You have to get to the airport like three days before your flight. Only to get through security in like 10 minutes and spend the rest of the time waiting for the flight to board.

A quick aside, someone named Dave who is in some band that played at Lolla (I suspect) was on my flight. I don't know what band, but apparently they opened for ZZ Top at one point in life.

Anyway, the flight boards as some mean looking clouds pass over the terminal... and we proceed to spend the next 90 minutes (just to make it tough on you Livius, I know I could have said an hour and a half) sitting around waiting to be cleared to take off. Consequently, my flight arrived at 12:30 here time, instead of the scheduled 10:30.

No worries, I got on the bus that takes you to the train, then got on the train, and then finally got to Berkeley, where I eventually snapped that bitchin picture of my squinting like a dufus in the sun. Tomorrow? Into Berkeley, expect pictures of crazy liberals and stuff.

Peace!

Robb of the Day XVIII

Really, i'm squinting, my eyes are open.

All I gotta say is, THIS BOAT HAS WI-FI!

Robb of the Day XVII

Meh. I'm blue, because I'm leaving soon.

Robb of the Day XVI

Robb of the day XV

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Robb of the Day XIV - Last Day of Work.

Last time I'll be seeing a hard earned buck in a while. After couch surfing in California for three weeks, I fully intend to live off of your tax dollars for as long as legally permitted, while simultaneously writing the next Great American Novel, and plotting my next great business venture - Book Store/Coffee Shop/Indie Press.

And, a possible side effect of that would be seeing more of me on here. Or possibly showing up at your place in the middle of the night, begging for a place to stay.

Lame update

I'm not feeling particularly inspired to come up with a blog post today. It could be that the very thought of returning to the workforce has sapped all of my creative desire (not that it was much to begin with).

Regardless of the reason for my lack of enthusiasm, I do have a couple of quick mentions : as you may notice to the right of the page (if you're viewing this in a regular browser) I have added a twitter widget. Those of you checking it out in its mobile form may find it toward the bottom of the page. Twitter.com is a website which allows you to post a quick update on whatever you're doing at a particular point in time. I don't intend to use twitter per se but I did think it would be a good way for me to get short thoughts or events out. Incidentally, you wouldn't think that Livius was already taken as a twitter ID.

I have also made this blog available in Hindi should it ever get the international recognition it deserves.

Lastly, I'd like to thank all of those that have taken the time to comment. I'm not sure how much Robb cares but I appreciate knowing that someone takes the time to check this blog out occasionally. Maybe one day I'll figure out that hit counter thing...

Until next time, I hope all of you are enjoying the new Rick Springfield CD.


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Robb of the Day XIII - Robb o the mornin to ya!

Well, what do you look like when sleeping? I don't care what you say, you can't look cool and be asleep.

Come to think of it, there's probably a solid chance that Livius sleeps with sunglasses on. Nevertheless, he probably looks like a teddy bear still.

Robb of the Day XII - My Fridge Is Running.

How vain are we?

Over coffee with a friend earlier this evening the topic of googling ones self came up. This practice consists of typing your own name in the google.com search box just to see what the internet has to say about you.

My friend has, and does quite regularly I would imagine google himself. I, on the other hand never had. I know Robb googles himself as is evident in Robb of the Day VII. This, as always, led to a split view on how the rest of the world sees things.

We quickly constucted a highly scientific clinical study using text messages and my address book.

I guess I should mention this ahead of time, this study has a error margin of 4%. This is somewhat do to my math skills as well as that we don't how how credible the test subjects are.

27 people were attempted to be surveyed.

62% responded to the question : have you googled yourself.

76% admittedly googled themselves

5% wanted to know why, maybe thinking I'd found some dirt on them.

One test subject said he only did so because his brother googled him.

Another subject offered this suggestion : Yes...fun game google "livius is" 2 c what u've been up 2. I'm usually recovering from heartworm or spaying:-)

....and my favorite response of all : Forever ago when I was naked online.

Turns out my friend Dan was right. The vast majority of people have googled themselves. I'm still not sure why people do it other than having been googled by family members or having been naked online...or whatever the hell that other answer meant.

I hate to admit this but by the end of our highly scientific clinical study, I also googled myself. I'm fairly certain that the 4 guinea pigs who hadn't can probably be added to the list at this point as well.

So if you are in that vast majority share your google stories in the comments section. Let us know why you do it and what you've found. And if you haven't, don't worry, I'm sure my friend Dan already has.

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