What's in a name?

What your name Means

You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life. You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip. People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated. You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want. You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

NO NNO

I know you've all been worried about me. I've been on this good-hearted, philanthropic kick with this marathon and have turned into a kind, optimistic soul (or something akin to that). Well, never fear, Cranky is here.

Tonight is National Night Out, a ridiculous evening started most likely by a bunch of moms who had nothing better to do bc their kids were being watched by nannies and bc their husbands didn't pay enough attention to them. They even have awards for the best NNO party on the NNO website, but I digress.

The thing is, if I invited my friends over and we sat on the front lawns in our lawn chairs drinking beer, these same yuppie fucks would all sneer and call us white trash. Call it NNO, and it suddenly becomes worthy of socialite status.

And the worse part is that the only two people on the street that weren't invited to this little soirée were the reclusive man down the street who walks his three legged dog and ME. Perhaps it's because they know that if they invited me to their stupid shindig, I'd decline, but it's still offensive that they don't even ask. And what's even worse is that the only reason I found out about it was because I was out for my evening run, and I heard them all making comments about how I was wearing nothing but short shorts and a bra. THEY ARE CALLED TRACK SHORTS, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, AND THE OTHER IS A FIONA SPORTS BRA. What should I expect when all of these women around here wear long skirts to run in. I'm not kidding; when they walk the dogs or run, they all look like this .

And can someone please explain to me why their pasty white children have to wear long sleeved LAYERED tops and skirts to play outside in 110 degree weather and 98% humidity?

Well, I'm gonna pull out my bottle of Evan Williams and sit out on the front porch in my PJs with the banjo guy I just met in the park while running. We'll invite over the recluse and his 3 legged dog, too. NNO, my ass.

Mesa Testa

Yesterday I lost my glasses, keys, and wallet in 3 different places. I found them all, but geez! This meant an evening hitching free rides on the lightrail and watching Sheryl Crow with no beer. Cranky was CRANKY (which is only fitting on G's last night in town).

It was a 75 hour week last week, but this week should be much lighter. I'm not even counting hours, and it's like a burden lifted, except for the fact that my brain has gone on hibernate.

Ok, I need me some Breakfast at Tiffany's, some wine, and some girl scout cookies. Yes, this is what single 30 somethings do on Thursday nights. I remember the days spent crawling from pub to pub. Now I crawl from couch to bed after falling asleep during a movie. Really, I've got to start having a life again. The year of Don Eduardo is not proving as adventuresome as the year of my boobs. Maybe I should make it the year of my boobs AND Don Ed.

To give myself credit, though, I did make a spontaneous decision to hit the Devilport the other day, where the bartender once again poured me samplers in rocks glasses and where the girls came out to say hi. The place is evil, and it is now compounded by the fact that it has free wifi now, so I can do work while being sucked into an abyssmal stupor. That should be productive.