100 words | a year from election day

With all the buzzing around GOP candidates and who the Republicans are going to field to go up against President Obama, nothing really seems as clear cut as it should be. There doesn’t seem to be a bulletproof GOP candidate that is a clear choice. Each of these guys have flaws that have been exposed (or are in the process of being exposed) and picked apart by the media, leaving the entire GOP field looking like a group of amateurs. It’s funny to think, in one year one of these guys will be elected president (or Obama stays in office).

100 words | freedom!

Me: 1, Erwin: 0.

After many long weeks of playing hide and seek, I finally caught the mouse (and yes… I’ve also named it Erwin). We weren’t sure what to do with the little guy, and didn’t want to let him suffer a long and painful death in the mousetrap (it’s one of those cave-like self-contained mousetraps that will kill or trap the mouse inside), so we let him go over by mike’s house (say hi if you see him!). It was limping a bit but could still move at a brisk pace. So long little fella; don’t come back.

100 words | sad friend

Today as I was walking out of Kim’s market (over by E Street and 4th) I saw the saddest sight. There were two squirrels crossing E Street when one of them gets hit. I watched sadly, as the other squirrel gets to the other side, has a confused moment as he looks around for his friend, then realizes that the poor guy’s down. He then runs back into the street to go check on his buddy, then scurries away behind the Chase building. I imagine this sort of thing happens all the time, but it’s still sad to see nevertheless.

100 words | five stages of grief

I’m not sure how other sports fans react to their team’s ultimate demise, but I tend to go through the five stages in my own way:

The Phillies were cheated… the umpires were conspiring against them (Denial)
Grrr… the cardinals suck… (Anger)
If the Phillies win the world series again… I just know I’ll have a new zest for life! (Bargaining)
Phillies suck. Baseball sucks. Time to watch NASCAR. (Depression)
It’s going to be ok. They’ll be back next year. (Acceptance)

That’s ok… it’s football season has started and the eagles are still in contention for the division title. (Denial)

100 words | occupy update

Well…it’s been roughly a month now since the Occupy Sac folks started taking over Caesar Chavez (“taking over” used loosely to characterize a few tents and picket signs set up in the middle of the park). As of this morning, there’s exactly one tent left a few lawn chairs. I wonder if most protests fade like this, with a whimper. I’m not old enough to have been around for the big protests you read about in history books like the million man march and stuff, but it’d be sad if it too ended with three guys sitting by a tent.

100 words | bouncy ball

Bounce, bounce, bounce, the little rubber ball methodically hits the glass every 1.5 seconds, almost like clockwork, as I sit in backwards my cubicle, facing the window. Who knew something this simple could bring so much joy and entertainment? People have spent countless hours and resources trying to concoct some intriguing object that somehow increases productivity in the office, and yet, this ridiculously low-tech object can hang with the best of them. Bounce, bounce, bounce. Whether it’s moments of boredom, instances of stress, or the depths of thought, this little guy has never failed in its duty: bounce, bounce, bounce.

100 words | I see red cups…

Halloween has just passed, and leftover candy is still sitting in the pumpkin bucket. The minute you walk outside, the wind is picking up, the leaves have fallen, and starbucks has just rolled out their red cups for the winter season. Yet another sign that Christmas is around the corner (you’ll see quite a few holiday posts, get used to it). I notice that people are generally nicer around Christmas, though I wonder how long it takes to kick in. Surely it’s not going to be as sudden as the red cups… but wouldn’t it be nice if it was?