Posts Tagged ‘juice’


Posted 24 May 2007 — by chad
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I have emptied my inbox! And I did with out doing a delete all.

Sorry, just had to post the good news while it was still empty. I didn’t miss anyone, did I?

Now, on to do my job…or juice….or nothing in particular….


Posted 09 Mar 2007 — by chad
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It’s been ages since I actually updated this thing. Today I just feel the urge to type. Rather than do my job (where’s the fun in that) I thought that instead I could type to the 6 people who read this thing (2 of whom I’m related/married to).

No that wasn’t a pity statement or an asylum request, that was just the fact that I love the anonymity that comes with the web so that I can put my most private thoughts out for all the world to read and know that only 6 people total will probably notice this.

Last Friday I finally got rid of the evil clunker cell phone and traded it in for something usable. Not that having the evil clunker phone wasn’t fun, but I was sick of it.

It’s funny, I decided I was going to sit down and update this, but now that I’m sitting here typing I can’t remember any of what I was going to say.

I feel as though I’ve been in a rut lately. It’s mostly my fault, and I feel this way every year when winter is about to burst into spring. I’m getting a bit stir-crazy, tired of being indoors, tired of being stuck in the cold and the hustle and bustle of traffic while cramped up in my truck. To top it off, the drive feels longer and longer every day. I shouldn’t complain about my 30 minute commute when I know of others who drive for an hour and a half or longer, but dangit, it’s boring!!

Surely something will entertain me on the long drive home. I really should look into Podcasts.

Writing Juice Update. The site is coming along slowly. A lot of waiting for approval before I commit a lot of time to getting things fixed or done. Really need a graphic artist to snazz up the site a bit. Maybe I can learn how to draw in my spare time ~snort~

I had a dream the other night that I was given a time machine and told I could do anything, go anywhere, see and change any time that I chose to. The only rule I was given was this: Once changed, I couldn’t unchange anything. I could only visit a time period/location combination once.

Sounds simple, I thought. My unconscious quickly tapped into all the things I should change, presenting them to me in my dream as though I was trying to choose what to eat from a menu. Quickly I zeroed in on a bonehead move I made in high school that (I thought) totally screwed up my life at the time.

So after going back and stopping the unfortunate incident that ended my brief but brilliant football career (just think, there could have been two Chad Johnson’s in pro football!), I returned to the here and now to see what the results were.

I didn’t know anyone I used to. I had money, I had fame, I was on a Pro team (I never did figure out which one) and life should have been good. Instead, I didn’t know anyone from before, and this made me sad.

The dream then sort of trailed off into the randomness that usually comes with my dreams, leaving me trying to figure out how to convince the monkey to get off the motorcycle so that I could go to the bathroom before the Power Rangers came to mow the lawn.

But if anyone wants to take the above and right a really great story, make sure you list me in the thank yous somewhere, k?

I installed Google Desktop again last week. Then uninstalled it three days later for pretty much the same reason I uninstalled it last time. I didn’t need it. I’ve never understood people’s insatiable need for RSS feeds and constant data input. I have a few sites that I go to, and if they aren’t updated, I find something else to do. Who has time to read even a small percentage of the internet that is created every day? Let alone reading the old stuff that has faded out of people’s thoughts and minds and no longer matter.

I watched The Departed last night. Wow, that was a lot of language. But it was a good movie. I won’t spoil it for those who haven’t seen it, but I will say this: I didn’t expect the ending. Normally I’m good at catching endings before they happened, but in this case I was surprised.

It’s nice to be surprised every now and then.

–Baby Ziggie update–

This kid is growing like a weed. The other day I was sitting at the kitchen table eating dinner with him (I forget where Mommy was). He and I were talking and I realized two things. 1) His conversation has finally moved past the one word sentences (car, car, truck, tv, cow, dog) and is carrying on complex conversations. He has his own wants, needs, desires, etc. and 2) he’s a real person. I know this sounds really dumb to everyone who hasn’t been a parent, but it dawned on me, I think for the first time, that he is his own separate person.

What can I say, I love him.

Long enough? I think so.

I did it!

Posted 09 Jan 2006 — by chad
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For five years I’ve been trying to lose weight using a combination of not exercising and not dieting. Up until recently, this method has resulted in failure. But today, on a whim, I decided to weigh myself, and I’ve lost 8 pounds since the last time I weighed myself (a month ago I think). So now I’m going to write a book talking about the wonders of this non-dieting, non-exercising weight loss method, get rich, and pay someone to take off all the weight I don’t want. now that’s weight loss magic.

I bought a GameCube on Friday. A friend at work was selling his, and seeing as I wanted one for the new Zelda game, I figured buying his used would be cheaper in the long run than buying a new one. So now I have a used GameCube sitting in my entertainment center collecting dust, because I haven’t bought Zelda for it. Though I did play some Tiger Woods golf, and I discovered that I am not a golfer. I also played some baseball game, and discovered that I am not a baseball player. So here’s what I learned: I should stick to my Madden Football on the computer, and put aside the silly notion of a GameCube.

I watched a lot of football this weekend (well, three games I guess could be a lot). The Packers aren’t in the playoffs, so I thought I wouldn’t watch. But I enjoyed watching the Giants lose. I also enjoyed watching Pittsburgh and New England won. I’m sure there was another game being played out there, but I didn’t watch it. Without the Packers, I am not forced to root for someone other than the Packers. I am going to root for whoever beats the Bears. And if for some odd reason both the Colts and the Bears make it to the playoffs, I will have to boycott the game, because I won’t know who to root against!!

My Juice projects are moving along slowly. Part of it is lack of motivation. I haven’t set deadlines for myself, and since it’s all generally working, I kind of have a “if it ain’t broke, don’t mess with it” mentality. But….if I ever want help, I’m going to need to get more organized, which is going to require me to get these projects at least started.

Right, I’m at work, I should really focus on that now for a while.

Juice. And such.

Posted 13 Aug 2005 — by chad
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OK, so I’ve been spending most of my time at work updating and configuring and poking and prodding and all around making the Juice website and forum super neat.

My problem is, I am addicted to adding mods to the forum. I have tweaked and fiddled and modified so much php code that I don’t think the forum creators could recognize the forum at this point.

I mean, it looks the same and all, but it doesn’t. And I’ve added so many admin tools that if someone even sneezes at my site, i see the hit.

But really, do I need all this stuff? Nope. But then I discovered a program that automatically tweaks my code when I have a new mod I want to install. Well, that made my life easier. I am now installing mods like a fool. Is there ever a point where it’s too much? We’ll find out. :-D

In other news, there is no other news. This has become my life, my obsession, making me realize how desparate I was for a hobby. Now I need a hobby for my hobby so my hobby doesn’t become an obsession. Maybe I’m too late.

And now, some parting words: blue, pipsqueak, hot, termite.