I’m going to start podcasting.
And I had a shot of tequila today.
What a day.
Category: year26 (Page 62 of 92)
I posted an entry each day during my 26th year of life.
I’m not a heavy drinker. I’m not the biggest fan of the flavor of beer or wine, and I there’s only so much of a mixed drink I can take before the taste of the alcohol gets to me. If I want to drink something for the taste, I usually prefer a root beer, other soda, or some kind of sweetened ice tea. For this reason, fruity mixed alcoholic drinks are my preference, but I can certainly down a beer or wine at a dinner party.
Still, I wish that my tolerance, both in terms of total alcohol consumption and taste for the stuff, was higher. Drinking is such a social activity in our culture that it makes me feel a bit awkward sometimes to be drinking so little or something non-alcoholic. I’m sure it doesn’t actually matter to most of the people at the social gathering, but – for some reason – it throws me off.
People also tend to celebrate big occasions or events by drinking, which makes me feel as if I’m not fully celebrating if I’m only there to socialize and eat the peanuts.
I also don’t think I’ve ever actually been drunk. I’m sure it’s a pleasant state, but getting there isn’t particularly appealing to me. Is there a way to get myself there? To appreciate the simple pleasures of downing a six-pack or a few shots and letting the buzz wash over me? A 12-step program toward more alcohol?
I feel like I missed out on that course in college.
We went to the Oakland A’s game tonight, which was a bit of a disappointment in terms of baseball because Oakland blew a one-run lead and ended up losing by 3.
However, I did eat three hot dogs and see a baby that looked like Mike Birbiglia. I’ll add a picture here later, and you can judge for yourselves.
I also set up my USB microphone this morning before work, although I have yet to record anything.
I think I’ll turn in a bit early tonight, after a bit of light gaming and/or reading and/or drinking water.
Before I forget – I found this site that promises to have me doing 100 pushups within a few months which sounds awesome, but I need the willpower to start. I was going to start this past Monday, but I ended up…not. I will start tonight.
And if you don’t hear about my pushup progress within a week, let me have it.
Final note for today: I’m not sure what to think of Facebook letting users have “usernames.” Isn’t the whole point of Facebook about truthful identities? I guess it’s too much trouble to have people search for my name.
I was talking with some co-workers today about dentists and oral hygiene in general. A few of them had tooth troubles and were planning on visiting a dentist soon, and neither was particularly happy about it.
I’ve never had a fear of dentists (as some people seem to), but it’s not really ever been something I look forward to. We started discussing why nobody really likes to go to the dentist and it seems that everyone’s typical dental experience is one that is with a somewhat disgruntled or angry hygienist or dentist. I remember a particularly mean dental assistant when I was in middle school that flossed my teeth until they hurt and said it was my fault that it hurt because I didn’t floss enough.
Everyone appears to have one of those experiences. So, the question became: why do so many dental people appear to be so angry? I think it’s primarily because dental professionals live in a bit of a bubble. They live in the “oral hygiene is super important” bubble. It must be a bit like being a mathematical or musical genius where everyone else in the world thinks your work is interesting but a bit crazy.
So it must get to dental people. Why does no one else care about flossing? Why do these stupid people come in every year with more easily preventable cavities? And so, they start becoming belligerent. Who wouldn’t?