tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56600062011-07-30T08:50:27.820-07:00blogofshameARE YOU ASHAMED OF YOURSELF, OR SOMEONE YOU KNOW?Turoknoreply@blogger.comBlogger561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-50765750176733061092008-04-04T06:03:00.000-07:002008-04-04T06:27:35.714-07:00Having just rediscovered my love for the song "Please Come to Boston," I had it on continuous replay this morning and was singing along with it in the kitchen, each version getting louder and more heartfelt as I reconnected with the aching poignancy of the lyrics. Now I realize that everybody in the post office below (we live in an apartment above it and the kitchen is directly above all the p.o.cricketnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-48335061906347602292007-10-26T06:47:00.000-07:002007-10-26T06:52:50.305-07:00This is happening to me more and more these days: The name of the author is the first to gofollowed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novelwhich suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard ofas if, one by one, the memories you used to harbordecided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain,to a little fishing village where are no cricketnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-55025006451039956252007-07-01T08:51:00.000-07:002007-07-01T08:52:07.248-07:00Damn. It's pretty shameful that it's been almost 3 years since anyone posted on here!msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1099691420270106142004-11-05T13:49:00.000-08:002004-11-05T13:51:12.786-08:00Sorry everybody.Annanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1099164652635247742004-10-30T13:25:00.000-07:002004-10-30T12:30:52.636-07:00Holy cow!
I just got fired! They actually did the "I have to walk you out of the building" thing. good god! can you say embarrassing?
When was the last time you got fired? Isn't it always from a job that you hated anyway?
I had been stressing about this F'ng job so bad. I was dreaming about it every night and thinking about it all the time. Last thing at night. First think in the Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1099095916127518912004-10-29T17:23:00.000-07:002004-10-29T17:25:16.126-07:00i've done about 1 weeks worth of work in the last 3 months and i've been late 99% of the time, and the 1% when i arrived on time were accidental.Kerrynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1097547788210857352004-10-11T19:10:00.000-07:002004-10-12T20:53:51.653-07:00I've been a pathetic anarchist these days. I have to admit it: I'm obsessed with the election. I've been reading everything about it, dreaming up potential debate answers or good come back lines on the drive to work, and becoming *incredibly* superstitious/o-c -- e.g. sitting in the same chair to watch each debate since the first one went well when I sat there. Shame, shame, shame. Such anarchistcricketnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1095188101905062352004-09-14T11:49:00.000-07:002004-09-14T12:00:12.346-07:00Ok, I'm kind of ashamed to admit that while everyone at the college is already hustling and bustling in the early hours of the morning, and working late into the evening, I have no interest in doing that. Neither starting early, nor staying late. I'm a slacker at heart, I'm afraid. I bleed lazy (just haven't had the opportunity to exercise this latent tendency).
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1091133646419580222004-07-29T13:40:00.000-07:002004-07-29T13:40:46.420-07:00Lily's gonna' brain me for that picture on my blog...Queenshivnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1091026386687435472004-07-28T07:51:00.000-07:002004-07-28T07:53:06.686-07:00I just went straight down the middle here for all responses:
Wackiness: 104/100
Rationality: 104/100
Constructiveness: 86/100
Leadership: 90/100
You are a WRCL--Wacky Rational Constructive Leader. This makes you a golden god. People gravitate to you, and you make them feel good. You are smart, charismatic, and interesting. You may be too sensitiveShamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1091025546479235012004-07-28T07:38:00.000-07:002004-07-28T07:39:38.940-07:00Hi, Loser.
Bye, Loser.Which Happy Bunny Saying Are You? (With Pics)Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1090971544132705482004-07-27T16:38:00.000-07:002004-07-27T16:39:04.133-07:00I
CAN'T
EVER
FINISH
ANYTHI...Queenshivnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1089821569038918662004-07-14T09:03:00.000-07:002004-07-14T10:25:38.373-07:00OK then:
Wackiness: 80/100
Rationality: 40/100
Constructiveness: 100/100 (Yeah right! Which is why I'm here wasting time instead of working. Case in point.)
Leadership: 80/100
You are a WECL--Wacky Emotional Constructive Leader. This makes you a people's advocate. You are passionate about your causes, with a good heart and good endeavors. Your personal fire is contagious, and others wish they Queenshivnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1089783364871543472004-07-13T22:34:00.000-07:002004-07-13T22:56:36.623-07:00[procrastination device #1]
Wackiness: 54/100
Rationality: 66/100
Constructiveness: 92/100
Leadership: 88/100
You are a WRCL--Wacky Rational Constructive Leader. This makes you a golden god. People gravitate to you, and you make them feel good. You are smart, charismatic, and interesting. You may be too sensitive to others reactions, especially criticism. Your self-opinion and mood depends MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1088451154131860212004-06-28T12:31:00.000-07:002004-06-28T12:32:34.130-07:00Welp. Didn't meet last week's dissertation goal ... got drunk over the weekend, instead.
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1087940040550686002004-06-22T14:30:00.000-07:002004-06-22T14:34:00.550-07:00Oh mother of divine inspiration what a DAY OF SHAME!
Ashamed of my complete lack of respect for the limits of technology, having just destroyed ANOTHER cellphone by running it through the hot wash in the back pocket of my jeans. (I dropped the last one in the loo... out of the same pocket - you'd think I'd've learned my lesson huh?!)
And doubly ashamed to admit I'll be attending a concert given Queenshivnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1086198482369698962004-06-02T10:46:00.000-07:002004-06-02T10:48:02.370-07:00All I want to do is lie in the hammock, read novels, sip gin & tonic, and smoke cigarettes.
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1083274640274302882004-04-29T14:37:00.000-07:002004-04-29T14:40:26.373-07:00After months of indignantly declaring my innocence in the case of the mysteriously disappearing socks in my household, I came across the motherlode of black sock piles while I was packing up in south bend. I had to shamefully admit my guilt. cricketnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1080692082307904902004-03-30T16:14:00.000-08:002004-03-30T16:17:39.153-08:00I am ashamed to admit that, even though we've had them for almost a week, I have yet to listen to Shamus's or Cedriq's Dream sideburns. There's just too many CDs to listen to! Planning on getting real heavy with 'em soon enough, I swear.msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1080075413753279432004-03-23T12:56:00.000-08:002004-03-23T12:59:22.436-08:00I am ashamed that I have not sent out my side burn yet! oh man. that was so *last year*Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1078980285700772852004-03-10T20:44:00.000-08:002004-03-10T20:47:01.890-08:00What a shame packed month for Shamus. Thanks to Korak's Steely Dan blog I have recently acquired all of Guacho, Can't buy a Thrill, AJA and Nightfly and I love them.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1078641940801896972004-03-06T22:45:00.000-08:002004-03-06T22:47:53.246-08:00I spent all of Saturday afternoon downloading 70's hits and made three old-fashioned cassettes. Ah I'm not really ashamed it was too much fun.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1078456622705094192004-03-04T19:17:00.000-08:002004-03-04T19:19:13.233-08:00Heavily under the influence of a clip from the new Startsky and Hutch movie, I downloaded David Soul's 1970's hit song, "Don't Give Up On Us Baby" on one computer. On the other I googled the lyrics to the song. To my surprise the lyrics page had a MIDI file that played back an instrumental version of the song that was cosmically perfectly in synche with the mp3 I was playing. Demons! Demons!! Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1075744443838097702004-02-02T09:54:00.000-08:002004-02-02T09:58:47.513-08:00Yesterday I watched the Superbowl at the other Mike G's, and pigged out on chicken wings, fried cheese, pizza, garlic bread, and beer. Oh, and a few vegetables smeared in onion dip. ugh. I'm still hurting.
(but no smokes!)
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1075161009583514192004-01-26T15:38:00.000-08:002004-01-26T15:53:51.310-08:00On the way from the car to the house where I'm staying, I shamefully dropped my car key somewhere outside in the snow last week. I realized that I didn't have it too late to really look for it (I had to leave town for an interview) and while I was gone it snowed about 6 more inches. Now I have to shovel the whole darn yard to look for it or else wait until March when the snow (might) melt. cricketnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1074800793480292542004-01-22T11:46:00.000-08:002004-01-22T11:48:59.610-08:00File Under Shameful Fashion Sense
msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1074207129765578452004-01-15T14:52:00.000-08:002004-01-15T14:56:46.140-08:00So I'm on this fellowship, right, and the sole condition is that I must meet with the other fellows during this term to read some things together -- research on mentoring and pedagogy and things like that. Not only am I planning to do NO reading, but I'm plotting my way out of some of the meetings as well. Whatever. I have to limit my time somehow.MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1073686504852034532004-01-09T14:15:00.000-08:002004-01-09T14:16:20.293-08:00lazy, lazy, lazy. That's all I'm going to write. MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1071267224975041422003-12-12T14:13:00.000-08:002003-12-12T14:14:32.700-08:00Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1071003008527678502003-12-09T12:50:00.000-08:002003-12-09T12:50:52.733-08:00I've been a terrible quitter.MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1070855136606052162003-12-07T19:45:00.000-08:002003-12-07T19:46:19.186-08:00i lost my wallet getting out of taxi in front of my house. i was fucked up. i cancelled my debit card and then found the wallet in the gutter. i fell down dancing because i was drunk. there were witnesses.
Kerrynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1070705468574894612003-12-06T02:11:00.000-08:002003-12-06T02:11:49.966-08:00I haven't slept more than 4 hours out of the last 48. I'm bound to do something shameful in the next 24.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1070473042807239222003-12-03T09:37:00.000-08:002003-12-03T09:38:01.123-08:00John you win. But I suppose we can't be judgemental here as this is a confessional space. Okay I apologize I'm sorry and ashamed I judged you for your own shameful admission.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1070380388158085772003-12-02T07:53:00.000-08:002003-12-02T07:59:08.280-08:00Not only do I have a crush on Ally Hilfiger, but I was told by my boss yesterday that I needed to "act like any professional would."
Oh, and I just learned what "metrosexual" means -- indeed, that the concept exists -- about a week ago.
jmgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1070329042723187032003-12-01T17:37:00.000-08:002003-12-01T17:37:59.450-08:00Galvin has requested that I add this for him:
"John writes from Boston to admit that he likes the MTV show "Rich Girls" and has a fledgling crush on Ally Hilfiger."
(I've added him to this blog, so hopefully he'll continue to out-shame us all!)MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1069703252600197062003-11-24T11:47:00.000-08:002003-11-24T11:50:10.093-08:00I'm a little ashamed that I didn't do more schmoozing at the conference. As usual, I was a bit irreverent and uninterested in acting like a debutante. MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1068842169281545242003-11-14T12:36:00.000-08:002003-11-14T12:36:29.170-08:00I still haven't done the September burn.Queenshivnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1068758238529145112003-11-13T13:12:00.000-08:002003-11-13T13:17:37.653-08:00How right you all are. I'm thoroughly ashamed of referring to pride on a Blog dedicated to shame. I just needed to reflect on things a bit more. There are many things that I should be ashamed of thatI'm not and perhaps that is shameful, but it is for others to judge. This [page is dedicated to the general topic of shame correct? Not just to one's own shame?Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1068671323036801652003-11-12T13:07:00.000-08:002003-11-12T13:08:40.540-08:00Here's something: I read Jack's Blog and now I really want to go and get some Cheetos and if I don't today I will on the weekend.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1068666516974173772003-11-12T11:48:00.000-08:002003-11-12T11:48:33.913-08:00Wow a whole world of shame that I was unaware of. I'm ashamed to be a part of it. How's that for starters! Well thanks I guess. I'm actually kind of proud of myself these days, but I'm certain I can come up with all kinds of things in time. Like the fact that I didn't put out the recycling this morning.Shamusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1068660583140807932003-11-12T10:09:00.000-08:002003-11-12T10:11:45.910-08:00Check out my Yahoo horoscope from yesterday: You may be worn out, dear Pisces, but you will have to push forward regardless. You are entering a long period of work and perseverance. This is definitely not the moment to be late or to balk. If you are still in your pajamas at noon, you should be ashamed! Do what you can to wake yourself from your recent daze. It's time to get up and get moving!
IAnnanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1067538472456995382003-10-30T10:27:00.000-08:002003-10-30T10:27:39.273-08:00Yet again I'm pushing against deadlines- getting things done at the last minute. MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1065893526972278442003-10-11T10:32:00.000-07:002003-10-11T10:32:06.650-07:00Yet another year that I didn't send my dad even a card on his birthday. But I did call him so I'm not such a bad son...msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1065122240188386082003-10-02T12:17:00.000-07:002003-10-02T12:17:20.130-07:00It's after noon, and I'm still in my PJs.
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1062698398508130732003-09-04T10:59:00.000-07:002003-09-04T10:59:58.523-07:00I have lots of shame. I just can't decide If i should post the pictures or not.Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1062622017203354152003-09-03T13:46:00.000-07:002003-09-03T13:48:03.236-07:00Alright, there is no shame out there? What the hell?
NEA- why don't you add a comment feature on this blog to further the invitation? (or add me as an administrator and I'll do it)
MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1062011289687583952003-08-27T12:08:00.000-07:002003-08-27T12:08:09.723-07:00[My Two Cents]
I definitely think this should be a place to admit one's own shame. And wow do I have many things to be ashamed of. Where do I start?
- the fact that I rarely-to-never do any work for my "paying" job.
- the fact that for two days in a row I slept in until 9:45.
- the fact that when I procrastinate I waste time on the Internet, and then my eyes hurt from too much computer use so MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1061854311085600722003-08-25T16:31:00.000-07:002003-08-25T16:34:12.286-07:00[Shame Spiral Beginning]
RE: Posting our own shame.
Only if you have some, MM.
Ok, I'm ashamed. I purchased and ate not one, and not two, but three "snack" sized bags of Cheetos from the office vending machine. I now feel appropriately sickened. And shamed.Patrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11423119203366805899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1061841094387296862003-08-25T12:51:00.000-07:002003-08-25T12:51:34.326-07:00Shocking! Shame on both of you- MSG and NickyPoo.
I like the idea of admiting our own shame here, though. Can we do that, too? MMnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1061499554836320662003-08-21T13:59:00.000-07:002003-08-21T14:00:29.133-07:00[Clarification]
Just so we're clear who should feel shame here...granted it was my idea to impersonate Jack, but it was our own beloved NEA who came up with the phrase "sound likes ya needs ta hookup wit a real man."msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1061231762976269952003-08-18T11:36:00.000-07:002003-08-18T11:36:02.983-07:00I knew you would get the hang of it.
This is not a place to admit your own shame, rather to point blatantly to the shame of others!
Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1060991121638212322003-08-15T16:45:00.000-07:002003-08-15T16:46:22.730-07:00[How do you guys do those heading things?]
First all, I would like to thank Nick for inviting me here.
Thank you, Nick.
As for shame...hmm...I can't say I've ever really done anything I felt bad about, but I'm sure I've been wronged once or twice, so I should be able to contribute.
For instance, after I, selflessly, set about to raise the $10,000,000 dollars necessary to purchase a large Patrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11423119203366805899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1060370584956212712003-08-08T12:23:00.000-07:002003-08-08T14:21:26.626-07:00[oh look, i'm cool coz i put a heading in brackets]
So, on nick's real (and i use that term loosely) blog, he lists "Referring to MSG as Peanut!" under impending apologies. Today, in his very first post, he once again calls me "Peanut!" Isn't that somewhat shameworthy?msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1060368736166710912003-08-08T11:52:00.000-07:002003-08-08T12:00:34.936-07:00ok, first of all...dragonslayer??? give me a fucking break.
anyway, hammockwise, here's the story. the hammock holds up to 600 lbs. the ropes holding the hammock hold up to 450 lbs. mdm + msg = 300ish lbs. no problem, right? well, the metal ring the landlord kindly installed to hang the ropes by snapped faster than nick at the dmv without taking his meds first. so, reports of abuse are msgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1060368377125833102003-08-08T11:46:00.000-07:002003-08-08T11:46:17.100-07:00[Reports of Abuse]
DRAGONSLAYER: i know, but i can feel it getting better, so i think it's just
bruised.
NEA: is that when he threw you down the stairs
onto the hammock?
DRAGONSLAYER: heh
DRAGONSLAYER: i was on the hammock, lying peacefully, and he said, "well, this
hammock should be strong enough to support both of us..."
DRAGONSLAYER: do i need to say more?
NEA: LOL
NEA: are you serious?
NEA: Turoknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660006.post-1060365091894202472003-08-08T10:51:00.000-07:002003-08-08T11:47:13.813-07:00[Inception]
Peanut!: but you still ain't got kerry's CD???
NEA: no man
Peanut!: you should phone her
NEA: she flake
Peanut!: she claimed to have sent them all but you're the 3rd person i've heard hasn't got it
NEA: "oh no really, i sent them!"
NEA: we should have a freaking blog of shame
NEA: * DING!Turoknoreply@blogger.com