I've been patiently waiting for my friend(s) to post some Halloween pictures of me in my monkey costume and standing around and jumping on a trampoline and the like. But apparently when you reach your late 20s, putting pictures on facebook loses priority.
But that's okay, because I don't need those friends anymore anyway because I have my new metal/plastic friend. I just realized I haven't named my Motorola Droid yet. Maybe something like "Droid". Yeah, that's catchy.
The life changing effects of the new phone are already tangible, as I can listen to
Pandora.com at work and my rage is lessened by 50% or more with this added glee.
Listening to music at work really increases my productivity to the nth power. I don't want to say I have some distracting people in nearby cubes who are loud on speakerphone all the time, so I won't.
I added some new decoration to the old
cell cube recently too...
Some people might say something like "Oooh, big mistake. There's no way a toy monkey that can be used as a screaming/flying slingshot can look professional in an office."
But it's times like that I remember what may be one of my favorite quotes ever, from
The Fountainhead:
"But you see, I have, let's say, sixty years to live. Most of that time will be spent working. I've chosen the work I want to do. If I find no joy in it, then I'm only condemning myself to sixty years of torture. And I can find the joy only if I do my work in the best way possible to me. But the best is a matter of standards--and I set my own standards. I inherit nothing. I stand at the end of no tradition. I may, perhaps, stand at the beginning of one."
Truer words, Ayn. Truer words.
In other Droid events, I saw this guy with a Longhorn tattoo on his head:
Good to see Morgan Freeman at the Verizon store too.
The funny thing is, I'm willing to bet my soul that this tool didn't attend UT. And if he did, I know for a fact he didn't graduate. So, I don't know his story. But I do like the guy standing there obviously knowing I'm taking a picture of the guy with the tattooed head.
But, the reason I wasn't scared is that I was actually wearing UT shorts at the time. So I knew the guy with the ink on his dome would like me and not fight me for taking a stealth pic.
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