I am trying to get through a cold. Today I went and I bought a nasal spray that is supposedly going to stop mucus from forming in my sinuses. Fantastic! Except they put more hard plastic around this beast and completely enclosed it, to the extent that even Secret Service would consider extreme.

So here I am, drowsy, with a headache, sneezing my way around a kitchen with a knife fit to slaughter an elephant with, try to open a 3" nasal spray enclosure.

I guess they can only live up to the promise that they will make you feel better. When you break out an AK-47 and put 300 holes in the damn thing.

Angry, stuffy, Vlad.

I started training for the marathon season last week and have not really been pushing myself to do too much too quickly. Over the next three months my primary goal is just not to look like Homerball (from the Simpsons game, if you haven’t played it you are missing out)

I didn’t let anyone in on it either. I managed to make it through the morning meeting cycle very chipper, join in on a chat and a overseas conference call in a good and positive mood, wrote a fair amount of code, managed to take my wife and son out to dinner. It was a good day.

Yet, throughout the day I just could not help myself but wanting to punch every single person and thing I encountered in my way. I think I’ve gone so far in the "business sociopath" track that I am able to control my emotions and provide a very consistent interaction with people, face to face or virtually, and not let in on at all about whats going on.

But man, last night the Wii boxing paid for it big time. Also added more than 2 miles on the ‘mill running and feeling great today.

I guess marathon training is starting to wash out the bitter out of Vlad…

I can’t wait!!! I grew up on X-Files and I can’t wait to see it. I had no idea this was even in production, I guess over the years we have become far more accepting of paranormal fiction genre.

Apparently, nothing keeps you running forward like watching someone getting the daylight beaten out of them. Kind of hard to give up because of a little muscle burn when you see a guy covered in his own blood being beaten around a ring.

I think I’ve found my new vlog for running

-Vlad

Damn you nature!

"You will now be blamed for anything you have ever done."

To which I responded:

"Dude, I have been an ISP for longer than you have. Do you have any doubt in my ability to deal and apologize for shit that is not my fault?

To be honest, I have been getting a lot of "oh man, it is so different" from my business world friends. I put up with crying, whining, guilt trips, conspiracy theories and the like all day long. What is the kid going to throw at me that the monkeys haven’t? Poop? Been there.

Read the comments.

It’s not really a halftime show anymore…

It’s a halftime tribute to people that have managed to survive despite their dependance on heroin. Consider the past four years: Paul McCartney, The Rolling Stones, Prince and Tom Petty.

These are the headlines over the past four years, not the first four years of 1980’s.

NFL seems to be stuck 20 years in the past, and frankly, as marketers, they are fucking up. They are showcasing geezers that have faded in popularity before most of the todays lucrative advertising age group has even been born.

There is a time and place for people like this, and it’s called Las Vegas. Stick them somewhere in the back of a casino where the elderly can blow their retirement money on something other than slot machines.

For the rest, for the love of god, pick someone that had a hit record THIS CENTURY!

I recently decided to kick caffeine. Surprisingly, it has not killed me, though the first week of it was rough. I had a migraine and a near constant headache around the clock. But by the midpoint of last week it tapered off and I haven’t had a headache since. Interestingly enough, I was also able to kick the addiction to Tylenol which kind of went hand in hand with the caffeine induced headaches. So far, so good. I wouldn’t recommend doing it, it was a hell of a lot more painful than marathon running but I have not spent $ on Coke or Starbucks.

Now if I could just kick my addiction to sex and Internet, I might be considered normal! Unfortunately that would lead to castration and unemployment so don’t hold your breath on that one.