Brian Alone

Well, I haven't posted in a while and I know, some of you were thinking about taking that big leap off the side of the building. But stay calm. I'm still here. I can still make the feel-bads go away.

I just sent the weirdest emails talking about the most random things. But alas, this is the life when you have an epistolary relationship with Brian. By Brian, I mean me. And epistolary has been the word of the month.

September is almost over. You weren't supposed to wake me up til it ended, dammit.

This next sentence is dedicated to Brandy. Hi, Brandy!

Speaking of Brandy, here's a link to some good music. And of course there is O.A.R.

For those of you who haven't been paying attention, the Cincinnati Bengals are 3 and 0!!!!!! Bring it on. I remember a couple of years ago when I met one other guy who admitted he was a Bengals fan. But, oh yeah, they're coming out of the wood work now. 15 years of the bungles, but now... This reminds me of something. Whatever happened to that really bad team with the blue and yellow helmets. They used to play in L.A., but then busted out one season....I think it was 1999. Yeah, that's right, anything can happen in the NFL.

I have a new apartment. Right now it's an overpriced storage unit for an iron board, a vacuum, and a couple of boxes, but one of these days, it's going to be my new home. I was finally able to get a day off of work tomorrow, but then they say I have to come in for a meeting. Why is there a conspiracy against Brian trying to have a life outside of the office?

In thinking about furnishing my new pad, I have come across quite a dilemma: What is more important, a big tv or a couch? Now, just for some background, I have been living with Chris "the pimp" Nalley who, when not watching the LCD while driving down the road in his Escalade, is enjoying one of his two big screens, enhanced with digital surround sound, at home. I have, in comparison, a 19 inch box with moving pictures that sputters out some noise from the little speaker on the side. So what's better? Sitting comfortably in a couch watching my piece of crap television where it looks like I'm watching little ants... or sitting in a bean bag chair, watching the Bengals romp over week 4 opponent Houston Texans in high definition? I just don't know. In the mean time, I'm just going to iron stuff and vacuum the floor. It's not like I have time to either sit or watch tv with the work schedule I'm keeping anyway.

In closing, I just want to say that, if the glove doesn't fit, you must acquit!