Holy crap, it’s Wednesday. Where did the first half of the week go? I meant to post on Monday and never got around to it. Meant to post on Tuesday and then never got around to that either. So here I am at midweek and can’t remember what I wanted to write on either of those days.

So, what do you want to talk about?

The weekend was pretty awesome, as weekends go. My little niece was baptised on Sunday, but Emily and I drove down to Richmond a day early so that we’d have a little extra time to:

• Visit with the family
• Help the sister and bro-in-law clean their house
• Have serious quality time with my niece

I don’t know if anyone else knows this and I’m sure you all think that your children and/or young family members are pretty cute, but my niece is perhaps the cutest example of babyhood I’ve ever seen in my life. Not that I’m biased or anything. The thing that rules is that I’m really good at getting her to smile and, well, her smile is beeeeeyou-tifful.

Anywho, Saturday was busy but good and dinner out on the back patio was relaxing and wonderful. Sunday involved getting-up-too-early-but-what-can-you-do, visiting with the extended family, and then the baptism at the church.

A good time was had by all. Well, most. I don’t think the dog enjoyed being shooed out of the house every five minutes.

Other than that I bid a misty-eyed farewell to The West Wing and did a good bit of reading.

And the week so far? It’s sucked it; thanks for asking. The work parts, I mean. I can’t really say this week is kicking my ass, but it’s definitely jabbing it with something sharp from time to time.

What?

I’ve spent the last two hours submerged in Microsoft Access. My brain hurts and my eyes hurt.

I’m looking forward to a weekend of loved ones, good food, good times, and chocolate frosting. A good nap in front of a breezy window wouldn’t hurt either.

Tomorrow I’lll be 29, which is equally unnverving and uninteresting to me.

I can’t really string enough thoughts together to form anything coherent.

Thank god it’s Friday.

Nothing newsworthy/noteworthy to report, other than the fact that I think we should combine those two words in to one catch-all. New word: ‘newtworthy’.

Yes, thank you, I am brilliant.

It’s an unnaturally slow day here at the office, so I figured I’d take this opportunity to say hi to anyone who came here via blogtimore.com. I feel like I’ve joined a community, as if I’ve taken a step to become part of something larger, like I’ve been given….

…awww, forget it. I’m just vain and want people to read me.

So anyway, if you’re curious, you can learn all about me by reading the following survey that I just totally made up and gave myself.

Name: Mike
Age: 3 days shy of 29
Hometown: Hagerstown, Maryland
But now lives in: Baltimore, Maryland
Specifically: Woodberry
For a living I: Get my soul crushed in a very cube-intensive environment
I’d really like to: Have parts of my day that don’t involve a desk and a computer, get out of the office from time to time, and maybe find a way to wrap that around one of my geekitudes (read: history)
That would probably involve: going back to school for something I probably should have studied the first time
But that would mean: I would have had to go to a different school
And thus: I never would have met the guy that introduced me to my future wife
And that makes me: Sad
On a happier note, I have: A Diet Coke next to me.
And Diet Coke: Rules
Tonight I’ll: Go home, meet up with the Girl, and either go to the gym (if rainy) or take a long walk (if sunny)
Then: Dinner (something about chicken and a parmesan cheese crust) and a little Lost
This weekend I’ll: Drink some beers, go watch some lacrosse, and then eat some birthday cake and surf-n-turf.
Favorite B’more Restaurant – Fancy Shmancy: Fleming’s
Favorite B’more Restaurant – For the Average Joe: There’s no right answer here. Maybe Nacho Mama’s for the combo of good food and great memories. Also – Wharf Rat (Fell’s) for the best chicken fingers and fish-n-chips in town, Brewer’s Art for the best fries, Dizzie Issie’s for the best bar food, Holy Frijoles for the best chimichanga, and Fazzini’s (up in Cockysville) for some of the best pasta that’s quick and cheap. Ok wait, I totally forgot about El Salto (uno or dos, doesn’t matter) for the best all around Mexican. God I’m hungry.
I’m so out of the Scene I: Don’t even have a favorite bar anymore
And I’m: A-ok with that
Chimpanzees: Always funny

So yeah, that’s a little slice of me. You’re welcome. I’m sure I’ve glossed over some important things. Like how I tend to live in one of about 5 pairings of cargo shorts and golf shirts, how I think the new Battlestar Galactica is one of the best TV shows of any category in quite a long time, and how I have a tendency to overanalyze things to the point of nausea.

Happy Wednesday to one and all.

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