Although, if you'd seen my office/recording studio recently, you'd recognize how much progress these photos show. In other words, I actually have an excuse for not blogging lately.
I've been filing papers, hooking up computers, installing software, upgrading machines, hanging pictures, decorating... and between it all, actually doing a full load of voice over work and watching Tivo'd episodes of Scrubs.
Another view of that stupid globe. And the joystick. I might have the only desk with a 5.1 dolby surround speaker system and subwoofer. Maybe not - most cool people have them.
This is a peek into my recording booth. There are no joysticks or globes in there. Just a microphone, headphones, a copy stand and stool.
For two years (embarrassing) I've been in "temporary" mode in my office. All of that is changing now, as I try to get prepared for the new baby next spring.
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Something to try: Wipe your ass while smiling. It's not as easy as it sounds. You end up with sort of a grimace-smirk-smile.
You know you'll try it.
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Emily and I have been discussing our halloween costumes for this year's big bash. We both believe this will be the year she stops winning the "sexiest costume" award. I can't divulge anything more... except to say that if she doesn't win, it has nothing to do with her not being sexy.
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Our schedule is pretty crazy this weekend. We're headed out in a few minutes to the Clayton Art Fair, to check out some of the stuff they call "art." (although if you've ever been in my house, you've seen a sculpture I bought in a drunken haze one year and wondered "WTF?") I'm not taking my checkbook, so it's not likely we'll need to drive the Hummer for it's copious cargo space.
Tonight we're babysitting Ella, and will continue her accelerated education by teaching her combustion theory and chemical equilibrium, and we'll probably touch on quantum mechanics.
Plus, we'll play with her caterpillar toy that you can use to sound out dirty words. You should hear what Dr. Mike made it say last night. I am blushing as I type this, and Mike... you are an animal. Completely disgusting.
Tomorrow, we'll be attending a football party at Bill & Chris' garage. Emily will need to be the designated driver. Again.
That should be plenty for a weekend. I will write more this week and it won't be so boring.
9 comments:
You can't pull the wool over my eyes. I happen to know that caterpillar won't let you try out any dirty words.
P.S. If you manage to get one through, let me know.
Actually, if you get creative, you can make that naughty little bug say all sorts of bad things...
Your office looks great, hon! Pretty soon you'll be ready to move onto the extra bedroom/nursery!!! :o)
I always knew caterpillars were up to no good. This post reminded me of covertly looking up cuss words in the giant Oxford English Dictionary in the school library.
Hate me for thinking this, but did you get Emily pregnant so you'd have a designated driver all through football season? Nah, you wouldn't do that. Would you?
If you're reading this, it means that Google is being nice to me again after locking me out for months. Congrats on the soon to be new arrival and everything else!
My daughter got a nun's costume when she was big pregnant. :)
Just when I thought you couldn't get any cooler, BDD. You gotz a sweet-ass sweet studio in your own home.
It's like you're a rock star or something.
I think I havea woman's equivalent of a hard on on that double screen you have there. Been playing around with getting one in my office, as I spend most of my pretend work in the computer...is it worth it?
Starcraft on that screen would be sweet I bet.
I obviously should never have bought that toy for Ella for her birthday. It seems the adults are having way too much fun with it.
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