Welcome back to BS Friday. Some of you may remember this event, some may not. The gist of it is simple; I'll write it and you tell me if it's true or just plain old BS. This week's post is called: Old Guy Dinner
Last night I went with my Uncle to his Coin Club dinner. It was actually the club's 'Summer Picnic' but if you know guys that are 70 years old and above (nope, not kidding) you know what a picnic is. It's a dinner at an old people's restaurant.
The restaurant was one of those that cater to older people. The kind that doesn't add any spices to the food even to cook it. Not even salt. The evening was pretty funny.
To start with I was supposed to show up for dinner at 6:00. I got there at 5:45 and had to find out where they were meeting. They had 'the special room' reserved. It was a room off the kitchen that you could reserve for stuff like this. When I got in there it looked like a museum full of stuff from the town. There were pics of the town from turn of the century, old artifacts like football championship trophys and there were even old banners from the high school dated from 1920 through 1933 hanging on the walls. It was cool! I felt like I was in the movie "It's A Wonderful Life". Everything looks like that style.
Once I got to the tables I found that everyone was already chowing down on salads and had drinks. I started laughing and asked whose clock had been screwed up. That got a smile from my Uncle and a few of the others.
The dinner consisted of chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy and some steamed veggies. The veggies tasted like warm water. The chicken was OK and the potatoes were bland. The gravy helped them. Until the first incident eliminated the gravy for me and my Uncle.
The incident involved this big fat guy sitting 2 seats down from me. He was really big. He had a super sized shirt on that still allowed his belly to hang out the bottom. I knew he would be a character when I noticed he had empty seats on either side of him so his natural inclination was to eat the salads set at those places too. Yep, he ate 3 salads before dinner. Laughing about it while little lettuce chunks stuck to his lips and chin. (No, I am not kidding.)
Then the real food came out. He grabbed the veggies, slammed a pile on his plate and started eating them right away while passing the bowl on. He did the same thing when the chicken came. The potatoes and gravy started at our end so we got some and passed them on. When they got to him he literally took half the bowl, dumped a huge amount of gravy on them and then proceeded to wipe the rim of the gravy container with his finger and lick it. He did that several times while the next guy waited for the gravy. "Don't want it to drip on the table" he said. I was stunned. The next guy just used the gravy anyway.
When it came back around later I passed.
This guy was amazing! He had 7-8 pieces of chicken, 3 huge piles of taters and gravy, complete with finger licking and gravy bowl wiping every time, a ton of veggies and maybe a gallon of raspberry ice tea. And then he complained when dessert was just one piece of pie. Lets not forget those 3 salads he started with. It was a sight to see.
Then during the meeting part he leaned way back on his chair with that big belly sticking out and he rubbed it while he talked. Like he was polishing it or something.
Later when we were standing outside talking he came out and flipped his hand at us and waddled past. I started laughing because not only did his gut hang out from under his shirt but his shorts were wedged pretty good up his behind too. They were those sort knit type of big old baggy shorts and the leg parts made it to his knees. But the center of the shorts couldn't cover the butt. They were long on the outside of his legs but short on the inside of his legs. My Uncle just watched him walk away. He turned to me and shook his head and said, "That guy is really a mess. Did you see him licking that gravy bowl? I just don't know sometimes."
Neither do I Uncle. Neither do I.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Scenes From My Youth
I have been having amusing flashbacks lately. For some reason different scenes from my long ago past have been popping into my head. It's weird but fun too.
I think it started because the carnival is in town again. It's that time of year when the hometown carnival draws the crowds into the middle of our little tiny town. I remember when I was young being so excited every year when it was time. Kids love that stuff.
But these days I keep thinking "WTF was wrong with me?" Going to carnivals isn't that much fun now. Going to the one in town where all the townies can attend is way less fun. Unless you like to watch rednecks and white trashy people and make fun of them. But I wouldn't do that, would I? ;)
The majority of the population at this carnival are the people who live in town and can't drive out of town for the better carnivals. (Carnivals tour the whole area during the Summer.) These people either are living in the town slums or the homeless shelter. There are some regular people there too but they are a minority. It is just plain scary at that event! My Uncle has his store right next to the parking lot where the carnival is and he goes down there and sits in front in a lawn chair just to protect the store. He knows if he doesn't there probably will be trouble. (It has happened before.)
Nope, I don't know what I was thinking when I was young. I guess kids don't care about that stuff. These days I just ignore them or I go for the munchies and make a quick exit.
When I was in middle school we ahd this Spanish teacher that had a heavy accent. He also had this habit of saying "You know what I mean?" after almost every sentence. It was weird. But his accent made it sound like "Chu know what I'm in?" Naturally being kids we picked up on that quickly and we imitated him all the time.
One day I was in a small group of friends and we were all talking away. There was this hot blond girl I liked there and I kept imitating this teacher every time someone said something. It was funny to me plus I was sure she was thinking I was sooo funny. She had to be impressed, right?
So after a few times she just turns to me, puts her hands on her hips and says in a nasty voice, "No, I don't know what you are in. What are you talking about?" Turns out she had no idea who that teacher was nor did she get the joke. I had come across as a big, self-centered jerk. In her eyes I was just trying to interrupt the conversation(s) and get her attention. I remember being floored for days. Needless to say I couldn't bring myself to talk with her again for a long time. Lesson learned.
I had two friends when I was young, Robbie and Wendy. They liked each other a lot but were both kinda shy. They would talk and giggle and pretend they didn't like each other but to the rest of us they would profess their love. It was cute.
We were all heavily into playing Baseball back then. When we didn't have a little League game to play we would be at the 'vacant lot' playing a pick-up game. Robbie finally managed to get Wendy to play one day. They ended up on opposite teams. I remember thinking that they should just go into the woods and smootch and get it over with rather than just keep up the silliness.
Anyway, Wendy wanted to try pitching so she got in there and pitched. The game went on for a few hitters and then Robbie came to bat. They were so google-eyed at each other. I was thinking "Just throw the damn ball already!" Then Wendy threw and Robbie hit the ball. Hit it hard and hit it right at her. It hit her in the chest, hard on her left boob and down she went. She was in great pain. She cried and cried and we had to help her home.
She never played again and she never forgave Robbie for hitting her like that. She had no idea that it wasn't on purpose. All she knew was that he had hurt her. That was the end of a possibly beautiful relationship. You know, 'a woman scorned' and all that. Sad.
I remember when I was rally little how much I hated baths. Like 7-8 years old little. I would do everything in my power to get out of them. Baths were the scourge of my life back then. I do not know why. I went to great lengths to avoid them. I would take the time to run the water, wet the towel and the soap, change clothes, everything to appear that I had a bath. But I didn't really have a bath. It never occurred to me that all that effort took as much time as actually taking a bath would have. Plus there was the fear factor of getting caught added in. But kids don't think of stuff like that. I didn't realize what a time waster I was. I could have had the bath and been done and clean and in a much better frame of mind and wasted less play time if I just had gotten it over with. Luckily for me I soon discovered showers and then my Mom couldn't keep me out of the tub.
I remember a time when I was maybe 4 years old. I absolutely loved oranges. I had to have oranges as much as possible. Anywhere, anytime. We were at my Grandmother's house and I went looking for oranges. I got into the fridge and found an orange and was determined to 'open it' and eat it up. Naturally I got caught and my Mom and Grandmother kept telling me it wasn't an orange. They said I would hate it because it wasn't what I thought it was. I argued and fussed and cried and begged until they had had enough of me. So they said if they gave it to me that I had to eat it all. I promised I would. That didn't sound too hard to me. So they cut the thing up and gave it to me. I grabbed a hunk in each hand and slammed it into my mouth and then just about freaked. It was a Lemon. Not what I was expecting at all.
Then I was freaking because I had to eat it. I hated it but I had made a promise to eat it. I think I made it half way through and that it took me a long time. Then they let me off the hook. Another lesson learned; don't go begging for lemons. They just don't taste like oranges.
:) :) :)
I think it started because the carnival is in town again. It's that time of year when the hometown carnival draws the crowds into the middle of our little tiny town. I remember when I was young being so excited every year when it was time. Kids love that stuff.
But these days I keep thinking "WTF was wrong with me?" Going to carnivals isn't that much fun now. Going to the one in town where all the townies can attend is way less fun. Unless you like to watch rednecks and white trashy people and make fun of them. But I wouldn't do that, would I? ;)
The majority of the population at this carnival are the people who live in town and can't drive out of town for the better carnivals. (Carnivals tour the whole area during the Summer.) These people either are living in the town slums or the homeless shelter. There are some regular people there too but they are a minority. It is just plain scary at that event! My Uncle has his store right next to the parking lot where the carnival is and he goes down there and sits in front in a lawn chair just to protect the store. He knows if he doesn't there probably will be trouble. (It has happened before.)
Nope, I don't know what I was thinking when I was young. I guess kids don't care about that stuff. These days I just ignore them or I go for the munchies and make a quick exit.
When I was in middle school we ahd this Spanish teacher that had a heavy accent. He also had this habit of saying "You know what I mean?" after almost every sentence. It was weird. But his accent made it sound like "Chu know what I'm in?" Naturally being kids we picked up on that quickly and we imitated him all the time.
One day I was in a small group of friends and we were all talking away. There was this hot blond girl I liked there and I kept imitating this teacher every time someone said something. It was funny to me plus I was sure she was thinking I was sooo funny. She had to be impressed, right?
So after a few times she just turns to me, puts her hands on her hips and says in a nasty voice, "No, I don't know what you are in. What are you talking about?" Turns out she had no idea who that teacher was nor did she get the joke. I had come across as a big, self-centered jerk. In her eyes I was just trying to interrupt the conversation(s) and get her attention. I remember being floored for days. Needless to say I couldn't bring myself to talk with her again for a long time. Lesson learned.
I had two friends when I was young, Robbie and Wendy. They liked each other a lot but were both kinda shy. They would talk and giggle and pretend they didn't like each other but to the rest of us they would profess their love. It was cute.
We were all heavily into playing Baseball back then. When we didn't have a little League game to play we would be at the 'vacant lot' playing a pick-up game. Robbie finally managed to get Wendy to play one day. They ended up on opposite teams. I remember thinking that they should just go into the woods and smootch and get it over with rather than just keep up the silliness.
Anyway, Wendy wanted to try pitching so she got in there and pitched. The game went on for a few hitters and then Robbie came to bat. They were so google-eyed at each other. I was thinking "Just throw the damn ball already!" Then Wendy threw and Robbie hit the ball. Hit it hard and hit it right at her. It hit her in the chest, hard on her left boob and down she went. She was in great pain. She cried and cried and we had to help her home.
She never played again and she never forgave Robbie for hitting her like that. She had no idea that it wasn't on purpose. All she knew was that he had hurt her. That was the end of a possibly beautiful relationship. You know, 'a woman scorned' and all that. Sad.
I remember when I was rally little how much I hated baths. Like 7-8 years old little. I would do everything in my power to get out of them. Baths were the scourge of my life back then. I do not know why. I went to great lengths to avoid them. I would take the time to run the water, wet the towel and the soap, change clothes, everything to appear that I had a bath. But I didn't really have a bath. It never occurred to me that all that effort took as much time as actually taking a bath would have. Plus there was the fear factor of getting caught added in. But kids don't think of stuff like that. I didn't realize what a time waster I was. I could have had the bath and been done and clean and in a much better frame of mind and wasted less play time if I just had gotten it over with. Luckily for me I soon discovered showers and then my Mom couldn't keep me out of the tub.
I remember a time when I was maybe 4 years old. I absolutely loved oranges. I had to have oranges as much as possible. Anywhere, anytime. We were at my Grandmother's house and I went looking for oranges. I got into the fridge and found an orange and was determined to 'open it' and eat it up. Naturally I got caught and my Mom and Grandmother kept telling me it wasn't an orange. They said I would hate it because it wasn't what I thought it was. I argued and fussed and cried and begged until they had had enough of me. So they said if they gave it to me that I had to eat it all. I promised I would. That didn't sound too hard to me. So they cut the thing up and gave it to me. I grabbed a hunk in each hand and slammed it into my mouth and then just about freaked. It was a Lemon. Not what I was expecting at all.
Then I was freaking because I had to eat it. I hated it but I had made a promise to eat it. I think I made it half way through and that it took me a long time. Then they let me off the hook. Another lesson learned; don't go begging for lemons. They just don't taste like oranges.
:) :) :)
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
You've Gotta Be Kidding Me
I was trying to tune my new radio to something that will work in my office and I just heard this lyric on a country music station:
"If you're going through hell just keep on going, you might get out before the devil even knows you're there."
WTF? I swear, country music people will write anything and someone will think it has some deep meaning.
I am so gonna write some country hits. It has to be easy. Then I can get rich and go to their awards show just to stand up there and tell them how I wrote all that stuff as a joke and they all fell for it.
Now that would be fun!
"If you're going through hell just keep on going, you might get out before the devil even knows you're there."
WTF? I swear, country music people will write anything and someone will think it has some deep meaning.
I am so gonna write some country hits. It has to be easy. Then I can get rich and go to their awards show just to stand up there and tell them how I wrote all that stuff as a joke and they all fell for it.
Now that would be fun!
I Feel So Ashamed!
I did something that I had sworn I would never do again. Something so bad, so disgusting, so heinous that I still feel a little dirty today. I said I wouldn't lower myself to this level again, but alas, I have fallen.....
.....I watched a Tom Cruise movie.
I know, I know, i hear your sighs of sadness and feel your disgust. I broke down and watched War of the Worlds. I hope you can all forgive me.
I succomed to the temptation because I loved the book. I have read it a few times. The movie made back in the 50's is a fave of mine because it's just so campy. I love "B" movies anyway. So when I kept seeing it on HBO I finally watched it.
Basically I didn't mind it. Cruise was.... well, Cruise. He played that character just like the guy from Risky Business. Just grown up. Anyone else sense that too? It just seemd like the same guy with some years on him. I can see him being the same guy too. That Risky Business guy probably ended up like the WOTW guy did.
But Dakota Fanning was awesome! I thought she did a great job. I was impressed with her. She made me want to jump in there and fight to keep her safe.
I guess the movie wasn't as bad as I had expected. It got such crappy reviews that I thought it would really suck. It didn't. Some of the effects were cool! I loved the way the big machine came up out of the ground the first time. I also thought it was cool the way the people turned to dust when they got zapped by the alien ray but their clothes still kept going.
I also liked the part where the character played by Tim Robbins got it. I'm not a fan of him anymore either. (But he did play the part well.)
Anyway, I hope my blog friends aren't too disgusted with me. My only excuse for my weakness is that the original story is a classic and I really was curious. I didn't mind the movie at all so that was a nice surprise. If you haven't seen it and you don't have anything else to do and it doesn't cost you a penny it's an OK time waster. Check it out as long as it doesn't take away from anything else like organizing your sock drawer, cleaning the toilet, whittling a toothpick out of a giant maple tree, you know, the important things in life. ;)
.....I watched a Tom Cruise movie.
I know, I know, i hear your sighs of sadness and feel your disgust. I broke down and watched War of the Worlds. I hope you can all forgive me.
I succomed to the temptation because I loved the book. I have read it a few times. The movie made back in the 50's is a fave of mine because it's just so campy. I love "B" movies anyway. So when I kept seeing it on HBO I finally watched it.
Basically I didn't mind it. Cruise was.... well, Cruise. He played that character just like the guy from Risky Business. Just grown up. Anyone else sense that too? It just seemd like the same guy with some years on him. I can see him being the same guy too. That Risky Business guy probably ended up like the WOTW guy did.
But Dakota Fanning was awesome! I thought she did a great job. I was impressed with her. She made me want to jump in there and fight to keep her safe.
I guess the movie wasn't as bad as I had expected. It got such crappy reviews that I thought it would really suck. It didn't. Some of the effects were cool! I loved the way the big machine came up out of the ground the first time. I also thought it was cool the way the people turned to dust when they got zapped by the alien ray but their clothes still kept going.
I also liked the part where the character played by Tim Robbins got it. I'm not a fan of him anymore either. (But he did play the part well.)
Anyway, I hope my blog friends aren't too disgusted with me. My only excuse for my weakness is that the original story is a classic and I really was curious. I didn't mind the movie at all so that was a nice surprise. If you haven't seen it and you don't have anything else to do and it doesn't cost you a penny it's an OK time waster. Check it out as long as it doesn't take away from anything else like organizing your sock drawer, cleaning the toilet, whittling a toothpick out of a giant maple tree, you know, the important things in life. ;)
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Is It The Age?
I'm feeling a little old. It came about thanks to a couple of interactions I've had recently with younger people.
First, I went to WalMart to see if they had the movie Casablanca. I really had the urge to see that movie over the weekend. I had it on video but I got rid of all the videos and I never got the DVD. So I'm looking around and the girl working there comes over to ask if she can help. I told her I was looking for Casablanca. I just expected that everyone knew that one. It's a classic. Well, her blank stare told me differently.
No problem. Not everyone knows the classics. Then she said "Maybe it's over here." and took me to the DVD television shows. I told her it was a movie and she took me to the new releases, explaining how everything was in alphabetical order. So I told her it was an old movie not a new release. She then takes me to the bargain bin. She said, "This is where some of the older movies are. There are some in here that are at least 5 years old." I just smiled and said the movie was at least 55-60 years old. Another blank stare.
Then I said, "You've never seen it? You know, Humphrey Bogart?" She just smiled and said she had never even heard of it or him. Huh. Imagine. So I took her to the classic aisle and showed her the Bogart collection pack they had. I recommended she see at least Casablanca. She really wasn't too interested.
Then yesterday I was at lunch with my friend Lindsey. We were talking about going for sushi next week and I said I owed her so I would 'spring' for the sushi. She said, "What does that mean?" I didn't get what she was asking. She said, "What do you mean 'spring for sushi'?" I just smiled and explained that I would take her for sushi and pay for it. I know that term is mostly heard with old farts but it never dawned on me that someone wouldn't know what it meant.
Maybe it's the age? Maybe I am too easily surprised about these things? I don't have a lot of interaction with younger people so I guess it makes sense that I would be surprised. I'm not that old but I'll tell you, stuff like that makes me feel older than I am.
First, I went to WalMart to see if they had the movie Casablanca. I really had the urge to see that movie over the weekend. I had it on video but I got rid of all the videos and I never got the DVD. So I'm looking around and the girl working there comes over to ask if she can help. I told her I was looking for Casablanca. I just expected that everyone knew that one. It's a classic. Well, her blank stare told me differently.
No problem. Not everyone knows the classics. Then she said "Maybe it's over here." and took me to the DVD television shows. I told her it was a movie and she took me to the new releases, explaining how everything was in alphabetical order. So I told her it was an old movie not a new release. She then takes me to the bargain bin. She said, "This is where some of the older movies are. There are some in here that are at least 5 years old." I just smiled and said the movie was at least 55-60 years old. Another blank stare.
Then I said, "You've never seen it? You know, Humphrey Bogart?" She just smiled and said she had never even heard of it or him. Huh. Imagine. So I took her to the classic aisle and showed her the Bogart collection pack they had. I recommended she see at least Casablanca. She really wasn't too interested.
Then yesterday I was at lunch with my friend Lindsey. We were talking about going for sushi next week and I said I owed her so I would 'spring' for the sushi. She said, "What does that mean?" I didn't get what she was asking. She said, "What do you mean 'spring for sushi'?" I just smiled and explained that I would take her for sushi and pay for it. I know that term is mostly heard with old farts but it never dawned on me that someone wouldn't know what it meant.
Maybe it's the age? Maybe I am too easily surprised about these things? I don't have a lot of interaction with younger people so I guess it makes sense that I would be surprised. I'm not that old but I'll tell you, stuff like that makes me feel older than I am.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Happy Blogiversary To Me
It is/was the 2 year blogiversary for Yankeebob last week. Thursday to be exact. I have held off on the celebration on purpose. Simply because I wasn't sure if I would keep going.
Yeah, I know everyone says that when they reach another year. But I was serious about it. Especially after reading through the first 6 months of the blog. Simply put, I liked it back then. The first 6 months were real and honest and the last 6 months have been stinky, lame and boring. I have lost it.
But then I started thinking about what the difference is. Why has the blog changed so much? So much that I don't like it anymore? Good questions. So I asked myself this: "Self, wtf have you been doing differently? What is the reason that you were OK back then and now you are not?" Then I re-read some of the original stuff and I realized this; I wrote whatever I felt like writing. I published whatever opinions and whatever content I wanted. No matter what. Damn the torpedos!
I no longer do that. I have fallen into the trap that I see a lot of bloggers realizing they have fallen into. They get to be concerned about who is reading. They cater to what they think will be popular and what they believe will be interesting for a certain group of readers. They become entertainers and not bloggers. They even go so far as to beg for comments. (That one made me crazy!)
The blog is a diary. Or it's supposed to be like one at least. It is supposed to cronicle a person's trip through this world and hopefully get a little insight from blog friends along the way. It's also a way to see the world without really travelling. Learning about other ways of life via the internet is pretty cool. At least that's my take on it.
I guess it's OK to want to be an entertainer. I like that sometimes too. But mostly I want a record of my thoughts and stuff. My stuff scares even me sometimes and lately I just keep it all inside and post very little of it. That has to change.
So I am giving it another go. I will attempt to be Yankeebob again. I won't be ending this blog as I had planned on doing. I know a lot of fellow bloggers that have experienced the same thing. I think a few of them have managed to get back to their roots, so to speak. I think I can. I know I'm going to try.
So let's celebrate the 2 year blogiversary of Yankeebob today, eh? Let's hope the next year will be as good as it can get. (I wonder what that means?)
Yeah, I know everyone says that when they reach another year. But I was serious about it. Especially after reading through the first 6 months of the blog. Simply put, I liked it back then. The first 6 months were real and honest and the last 6 months have been stinky, lame and boring. I have lost it.
But then I started thinking about what the difference is. Why has the blog changed so much? So much that I don't like it anymore? Good questions. So I asked myself this: "Self, wtf have you been doing differently? What is the reason that you were OK back then and now you are not?" Then I re-read some of the original stuff and I realized this; I wrote whatever I felt like writing. I published whatever opinions and whatever content I wanted. No matter what. Damn the torpedos!
I no longer do that. I have fallen into the trap that I see a lot of bloggers realizing they have fallen into. They get to be concerned about who is reading. They cater to what they think will be popular and what they believe will be interesting for a certain group of readers. They become entertainers and not bloggers. They even go so far as to beg for comments. (That one made me crazy!)
The blog is a diary. Or it's supposed to be like one at least. It is supposed to cronicle a person's trip through this world and hopefully get a little insight from blog friends along the way. It's also a way to see the world without really travelling. Learning about other ways of life via the internet is pretty cool. At least that's my take on it.
I guess it's OK to want to be an entertainer. I like that sometimes too. But mostly I want a record of my thoughts and stuff. My stuff scares even me sometimes and lately I just keep it all inside and post very little of it. That has to change.
So I am giving it another go. I will attempt to be Yankeebob again. I won't be ending this blog as I had planned on doing. I know a lot of fellow bloggers that have experienced the same thing. I think a few of them have managed to get back to their roots, so to speak. I think I can. I know I'm going to try.
So let's celebrate the 2 year blogiversary of Yankeebob today, eh? Let's hope the next year will be as good as it can get. (I wonder what that means?)
Sunday, August 06, 2006
It's Been A Happy, Gay Weekend
Yep, this weekend has been quite fun. Happy and gay as they used to say back in the old days. Of course it's also been gay since I spent Friday and Saturday with my lesbian friends. They are the ones who hooked me up with the Yankee tickets for Friday and I went to a birthday party one was having for the other on Saturday. All in all, a pretty good time.
The game on Friday was great. In case you missed it it featured the Yanks taking an early 3 run lead. They looked like they were going to win by a huge score. They had men on in every inning but couldn't get them to score. Then the O's came back and even went ahead by a run. But the Yanks tied it up again and ultimately won it on a Posada homerun.
I was talking on the phone with one friend and she was telling me about the weird people near her when the Yanks tied it up. They were O's fans and they were really hassling them. Then the Posada homerun and she said the loud mouths wouldn't even acknowlege them after that. Figures.
The birthday party was fun. It was in our old neighborhood. It was a family thing and we had a good time. We got to go and see our old home and we were shocked! We were warned that we would be. Some of you may remember Nicci's garden from back then but now it looks like an abandoned lot. It is a weed field. The place really does look abandoned. Whoever is living there has just ignored the yard. Not just the plants but the trees and the grass. The grass was a foot high with weeds throughout. It was sad to see.
Today was kinda chill (as Yoj would say). I had Starbuck's twice. That was cool. I built a gazebo. I taped the Yankee game and I'm about to watch it. Pretty chill.
Has anyone else heard of Caribou Coffee? At the party everyone was raving about it. They claim that once I try it I will give up Starbuck's. Uh huh. Tall order there. But if I can find it I will try it.
So I hope everyone else had a good weekend. Thats how mine has been. I'm not looking forward to going to work tomorrow but I didn't win the Lottery yet so, whadda ya do, eh? Yeah, grin and bear it.
The game on Friday was great. In case you missed it it featured the Yanks taking an early 3 run lead. They looked like they were going to win by a huge score. They had men on in every inning but couldn't get them to score. Then the O's came back and even went ahead by a run. But the Yanks tied it up again and ultimately won it on a Posada homerun.
I was talking on the phone with one friend and she was telling me about the weird people near her when the Yanks tied it up. They were O's fans and they were really hassling them. Then the Posada homerun and she said the loud mouths wouldn't even acknowlege them after that. Figures.
The birthday party was fun. It was in our old neighborhood. It was a family thing and we had a good time. We got to go and see our old home and we were shocked! We were warned that we would be. Some of you may remember Nicci's garden from back then but now it looks like an abandoned lot. It is a weed field. The place really does look abandoned. Whoever is living there has just ignored the yard. Not just the plants but the trees and the grass. The grass was a foot high with weeds throughout. It was sad to see.
Today was kinda chill (as Yoj would say). I had Starbuck's twice. That was cool. I built a gazebo. I taped the Yankee game and I'm about to watch it. Pretty chill.
Has anyone else heard of Caribou Coffee? At the party everyone was raving about it. They claim that once I try it I will give up Starbuck's. Uh huh. Tall order there. But if I can find it I will try it.
So I hope everyone else had a good weekend. Thats how mine has been. I'm not looking forward to going to work tomorrow but I didn't win the Lottery yet so, whadda ya do, eh? Yeah, grin and bear it.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
I'm Worth $430.50
I was just perusing different blogs and found this on Boredsexless's site. It looked interesting so I thought I'd do it to see what I'm worth.
I'm worth $430.50.
How much are you worth? Add up the dollar amounts for the statements that are true for you. I challenge anyone who does not admit to the $0.50! And no, I am not telling you which ones are true for me (unless you beg me to).
Smoked pot-- $10
Got drunk, passed out and dont remember the night before-- $20
Went skinny dipping-- $5
Had sex in a pool-- $20
Kissed someone of the same sex-- $10
Had sex with someone of the same sex $20
Cheated on your g/f or b/f -- $10
Cheated on your g/f or b/f with their relative or close friend--$20
done oral-- $5
got oral-- $5
got oral in a car while it was moving --$25
prank called the cops-- $5
Stole something-- $10
Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars--$20
Had sex with someone 10 years older-- $20
Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27--$25
Cried yourself to sleep-- $5
Cried during sex--$20
Been in love-- $25
Been in love with two ppl or more at the same time --$50
Said you love someone but didnt mean it-- $25
Went streaking-- $5
Went streaking in broad daylight --$15
Been arrested-- $5
Spent time in jail --$15
Peed in the pool-- $0.50
Played spin the bottle-- $5
Done something you regret-- $20
Had a crush on your best friend--$5
Had sex with your best friend --$20
Had a crush on someone at work --$5
Had sex with someone you work with at work --$25
Lied to your mate --$5
Lied to your mate about the sex being good --$25
I'm worth $430.50.
How much are you worth? Add up the dollar amounts for the statements that are true for you. I challenge anyone who does not admit to the $0.50! And no, I am not telling you which ones are true for me (unless you beg me to).
Smoked pot-- $10
Got drunk, passed out and dont remember the night before-- $20
Went skinny dipping-- $5
Had sex in a pool-- $20
Kissed someone of the same sex-- $10
Had sex with someone of the same sex $20
Cheated on your g/f or b/f -- $10
Cheated on your g/f or b/f with their relative or close friend--$20
done oral-- $5
got oral-- $5
got oral in a car while it was moving --$25
prank called the cops-- $5
Stole something-- $10
Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars--$20
Had sex with someone 10 years older-- $20
Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27--$25
Cried yourself to sleep-- $5
Cried during sex--$20
Been in love-- $25
Been in love with two ppl or more at the same time --$50
Said you love someone but didnt mean it-- $25
Went streaking-- $5
Went streaking in broad daylight --$15
Been arrested-- $5
Spent time in jail --$15
Peed in the pool-- $0.50
Played spin the bottle-- $5
Done something you regret-- $20
Had a crush on your best friend--$5
Had sex with your best friend --$20
Had a crush on someone at work --$5
Had sex with someone you work with at work --$25
Lied to your mate --$5
Lied to your mate about the sex being good --$25
Friday, August 04, 2006
Shopping With YB
Yesterday after an awesome sushi lunch my friend J and I walked into this women's clothes store to kill some time. Neither of us felt like going back to work right away.
We walked around a little and she saw a black trench coat hanging on the wall. It was one of those that wasn't full length. It would end up above the knee. This is part of the conversation once she saw it:
J: "Ooh! I like that coat."
YB: "Really? It looks Ok but..."
J: "Yeah, it's one of those that you wear to surprise someone. You wear only the coat and nothing under it."
YB: "Uhh..... wow..." (Mental images running through my mind. J is a hottie.).....
J: "Yeah, just the coat and some strappy pumps."
YB: "Hmmm..."
Salesgirl: "Hi. I'm Jennie. Is there anything I can help you with today?"
J: "No thanks. We are just looking around."
YB: "Actually, I think I just fell in love with this trench coat."
J: *giggling*
Salesgirl: "Yeah, it is very popular. Even though it's still summer we sell a lot of those."
J: *giggling and stepping away*
YB: "I'll bet. It is sexy in some unexplainable kind of way. Do women buy them because of weather or for some other personal reason?"
Salesgirl: "Uhmm, I'm not sure what you mean."
YB: "Do have any strappy pumps to go with it?"
Salesgirl: "Really? Oh, well maybe. Uhmm, did you want to see any?"
J: *Grabbing my arm and dragging me away laughing* "C'mon. let's go."
YB: "Maybe some other time. Thanks."
Outside:
J: "That was fun. Maybe I do need that coat."
YB: "Yeah, you model it, I'll buy it."
J: *Punching me in the arm.* "You are so bad!"
Well, she started it.
We walked around a little and she saw a black trench coat hanging on the wall. It was one of those that wasn't full length. It would end up above the knee. This is part of the conversation once she saw it:
J: "Ooh! I like that coat."
YB: "Really? It looks Ok but..."
J: "Yeah, it's one of those that you wear to surprise someone. You wear only the coat and nothing under it."
YB: "Uhh..... wow..." (Mental images running through my mind. J is a hottie.).....
J: "Yeah, just the coat and some strappy pumps."
YB: "Hmmm..."
Salesgirl: "Hi. I'm Jennie. Is there anything I can help you with today?"
J: "No thanks. We are just looking around."
YB: "Actually, I think I just fell in love with this trench coat."
J: *giggling*
Salesgirl: "Yeah, it is very popular. Even though it's still summer we sell a lot of those."
J: *giggling and stepping away*
YB: "I'll bet. It is sexy in some unexplainable kind of way. Do women buy them because of weather or for some other personal reason?"
Salesgirl: "Uhmm, I'm not sure what you mean."
YB: "Do have any strappy pumps to go with it?"
Salesgirl: "Really? Oh, well maybe. Uhmm, did you want to see any?"
J: *Grabbing my arm and dragging me away laughing* "C'mon. let's go."
YB: "Maybe some other time. Thanks."
Outside:
J: "That was fun. Maybe I do need that coat."
YB: "Yeah, you model it, I'll buy it."
J: *Punching me in the arm.* "You are so bad!"
Well, she started it.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
"I'm Not Dead Yet!"
That title is a quote from Monty Python, just in case you didn't recognize it. :)
Nope, I'm still alive. Maybe not well but alive. I haven't had time for a decent blogging session in days. If it's not work it is something else.
Yesterday I did get to see Peachy and Spacebrain for a long lunch. It was so good to see them. I sure miss those two. Wish we still worked together. :(
Now I have to run again. Too much to do today. This job is cool but it is busy. At least for another 6 months. Then maybe I can slow down.
Hope everyone is groovin along. "I'll be back!" (Yeah, another movie quote. Betcha knew that one.)
Nope, I'm still alive. Maybe not well but alive. I haven't had time for a decent blogging session in days. If it's not work it is something else.
Yesterday I did get to see Peachy and Spacebrain for a long lunch. It was so good to see them. I sure miss those two. Wish we still worked together. :(
Now I have to run again. Too much to do today. This job is cool but it is busy. At least for another 6 months. Then maybe I can slow down.
Hope everyone is groovin along. "I'll be back!" (Yeah, another movie quote. Betcha knew that one.)
Monday, July 31, 2006
Team Appreciation Time
"The Yankees solved two of their problems with one trade on Sunday, acquiring right fielder Bobby Abreu and right-hander Cory Lidle from the Phillies for four Minor League prospects."
That's how the news starts out on Yankees.com. Wasn't it just last week that some frustrated dork (named Yankeebob) was bitching about the Yanks failure to solidify this year's team? Yep, it sure was. Shows what old YB knows. Apologies to Brian Cashman. :)
Not only have the Yanks bolstered their lineup with a solid outfielder and strong left handed bat but they added a needed #4 starter. Soon Cano, Shef and Matsui will be back and then we'll be at better than full strength. This team will rock the A.L. East!
I am so looking forward to the post season now. I'm not sure why I doubted the Boss and his henchmen. Good jobs boys. Now, let's Play Ball!
That's how the news starts out on Yankees.com. Wasn't it just last week that some frustrated dork (named Yankeebob) was bitching about the Yanks failure to solidify this year's team? Yep, it sure was. Shows what old YB knows. Apologies to Brian Cashman. :)
Not only have the Yanks bolstered their lineup with a solid outfielder and strong left handed bat but they added a needed #4 starter. Soon Cano, Shef and Matsui will be back and then we'll be at better than full strength. This team will rock the A.L. East!
I am so looking forward to the post season now. I'm not sure why I doubted the Boss and his henchmen. Good jobs boys. Now, let's Play Ball!
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Why Do We Do What We Do?
Well here is the pic of the old lady next door in her undies. Unfortunately I tried to take it with my phone camera so I didn't get busted but it didn't come out so good. Doesn't matter. She is constantly out there like that these days so I'll sneak a better one later on. (Meritt thought I was lying so I had to post this one.)
She has also started walking around looking at the sky and talking to her husband. He's been dead a few decades now. But she's having some good conversations anyway.
Sometime soon I'm going to ask her why she's outside in her undies. Maybe it's one of those things where she is smarter than we are. Maybe she knows she can do it and get away with it because she's an old lady and people will just shake their heads and pity her. She probably wanted to do some risque stuff when she was young but back then people really couldn't. They would get "a reputation" and the whole neighborhood would gossip about them. But now she can run around almost undressed and get her kicks.
Or maybe I have way too much of an imagination.
She has also started walking around looking at the sky and talking to her husband. He's been dead a few decades now. But she's having some good conversations anyway.
Sometime soon I'm going to ask her why she's outside in her undies. Maybe it's one of those things where she is smarter than we are. Maybe she knows she can do it and get away with it because she's an old lady and people will just shake their heads and pity her. She probably wanted to do some risque stuff when she was young but back then people really couldn't. They would get "a reputation" and the whole neighborhood would gossip about them. But now she can run around almost undressed and get her kicks.
Or maybe I have way too much of an imagination.
Friday, July 28, 2006
Wouldn't It Be Funny...?...
... if everything I thought and then said "Blam!" came true? I mean, I'd have to have a codeword so that some thoughts didn't come true. But if I wanted them to be true I could do it.
Like when the stupid ass driver in front of me this afternoon turned suddenly in front of someone without warning, nearly causing a 3 car pileup, and I thought "I wish a cop was here right now to shove his nightstick up your ass!" If I had said "Blam!" it would have happened. Tell me you wouldn't want to see that. I'd stay for the show.
Or how about the giant, supersized woman in the grocery store. She was in the snack aisle filling her cart with chips, Doritos, Pepsi and stuff. I walked by and thought "What you need is some Jenny Craig food Big Mama!" If I could have made that come true it would be using my superpowers for good, right?
I would love to have that superpower. I would use it all the time. There would be one rule to it though. The one rule would have to be that the thought can't be planned. It has to be spontaneous. Like an intrusive thought.
Like when I saw that my 93 year old neighbor was outside in her underwear again. Shiny black underwear only. She's been doing that all week. Not just short trips outside either. An hour at a time sometimes. *shiver* My first thought was "Maybe that old woman needs some sex."
"Blam!" ;)
Like when the stupid ass driver in front of me this afternoon turned suddenly in front of someone without warning, nearly causing a 3 car pileup, and I thought "I wish a cop was here right now to shove his nightstick up your ass!" If I had said "Blam!" it would have happened. Tell me you wouldn't want to see that. I'd stay for the show.
Or how about the giant, supersized woman in the grocery store. She was in the snack aisle filling her cart with chips, Doritos, Pepsi and stuff. I walked by and thought "What you need is some Jenny Craig food Big Mama!" If I could have made that come true it would be using my superpowers for good, right?
I would love to have that superpower. I would use it all the time. There would be one rule to it though. The one rule would have to be that the thought can't be planned. It has to be spontaneous. Like an intrusive thought.
Like when I saw that my 93 year old neighbor was outside in her underwear again. Shiny black underwear only. She's been doing that all week. Not just short trips outside either. An hour at a time sometimes. *shiver* My first thought was "Maybe that old woman needs some sex."
"Blam!" ;)
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Quote Of The Day
"Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed." LKH
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Which Revenge of the Sith Character are you?
I kick ass but I also suck. Oh well, live fast, die young. :)
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Yeah, Big Surprise
So I guess we were supposed to be surprised that one of the 'N Sync boys is gay? Like, it's a big deal or sumpin? Nope, sorry buddy, that is no surprise to anyone.
This story is about Lance Bass and how he is now coming out of the closet. He really believes his sexual preference would have made a difference in the bands (so called band) popularity. Personally, I thought they all were gay anyway.
So Lance is a fag. BFD. (That was for you Peachy. :) )
This story is about Lance Bass and how he is now coming out of the closet. He really believes his sexual preference would have made a difference in the bands (so called band) popularity. Personally, I thought they all were gay anyway.
So Lance is a fag. BFD. (That was for you Peachy. :) )
Kissing Jessica Stein
No, that title isn't about some new love in my life. It is a movie I watched recently and I feel like talking about it here. (Check it out here.)
I actually bought it on a whim from my DVD club. After reading the synopsis I was interested so I ordered it. I wasn't disappointed.
The basic story is about a funny, neurotic woman who is fed up with her lovelife. Her lack of one anyway. On a whim, after some hilarious dating scenes, she answers an ad in the woman seeking woman column. She goes to meet the woman who happens to be heterosexual and is also looking for something different. She pretty much chickens out at first. But they click and things progress. I won't give it away but trust me, the movie is pretty darn entertaining.
For those of you who are freaked out about sexy stuff on TV, don't worry. There is some kissing stuff but it's a PG type film. I highly recommend seeing this one. The ending is a surprise of sorts too. I am happy I got to see it.
It made me wonder just how many people in the modern world have considered doing something like Jess & Helen did. How many people are fed up with useless dating rituals and the stereotypical "man & woman only" rules. It's an interesting concept that I bet happens a lot. With all the internet predators out there who hide their true personalities and the players who just get what they want and disappear I think people get tired of trying to find the right person. Burned out after all the losers they meet. I believe the movie has some basis in fact.
Check it out. On a scale of 1 - 10 I give it a 7.5.
I actually bought it on a whim from my DVD club. After reading the synopsis I was interested so I ordered it. I wasn't disappointed.
The basic story is about a funny, neurotic woman who is fed up with her lovelife. Her lack of one anyway. On a whim, after some hilarious dating scenes, she answers an ad in the woman seeking woman column. She goes to meet the woman who happens to be heterosexual and is also looking for something different. She pretty much chickens out at first. But they click and things progress. I won't give it away but trust me, the movie is pretty darn entertaining.
For those of you who are freaked out about sexy stuff on TV, don't worry. There is some kissing stuff but it's a PG type film. I highly recommend seeing this one. The ending is a surprise of sorts too. I am happy I got to see it.
It made me wonder just how many people in the modern world have considered doing something like Jess & Helen did. How many people are fed up with useless dating rituals and the stereotypical "man & woman only" rules. It's an interesting concept that I bet happens a lot. With all the internet predators out there who hide their true personalities and the players who just get what they want and disappear I think people get tired of trying to find the right person. Burned out after all the losers they meet. I believe the movie has some basis in fact.
Check it out. On a scale of 1 - 10 I give it a 7.5.
Monday, July 24, 2006
Reason #112 Why I Love My Best Friend
Lisa and I at dinner tonight:
L: What instrument are you playing in the band this time?
YB: Uhmm, I am playing the skin flute.
L: Oh, I thought it was the bone-a-phone.
Yeah, she's cool like that.
L: What instrument are you playing in the band this time?
YB: Uhmm, I am playing the skin flute.
L: Oh, I thought it was the bone-a-phone.
Yeah, she's cool like that.
They Are Torturing Me!
The Manager of the department next door just dropped an almost full box of Dunkin Munchkins in my office. they are for "whoever wants some." My office is in the middle of the main hallway and I get lots of visitors. There is always a candy stash here and visitors come by a lot. Now there is a box of Munchkins.
The women in that department are always bringing in some homemade yummy thing. There is always an invite to the break room for a snack. Most of the time it is something really worth the trip too.
I have been running and trying to work out regularly. Trying to get into some kind of decent physical shape. This is not fair. I can't resist me some Munchkins. They are calling me... calling me....
*pause for a few minutes*
Damn that was good. I sure hope someone comes by and takes these things away. Uh oh! Do I hear another Munchkin calling?
The women in that department are always bringing in some homemade yummy thing. There is always an invite to the break room for a snack. Most of the time it is something really worth the trip too.
I have been running and trying to work out regularly. Trying to get into some kind of decent physical shape. This is not fair. I can't resist me some Munchkins. They are calling me... calling me....
*pause for a few minutes*
Damn that was good. I sure hope someone comes by and takes these things away. Uh oh! Do I hear another Munchkin calling?
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Predictable
The Yankees went down 13-5 today. Lost in grand style. But it was exactly what I expected. Everyone in Baseball probably did too. Having a starting pitcher named Ponson will pretty much assure you of an embarrassing afternoon. They couldn't have signed a bigger bum unless they would go and get Jaret Wright... oh, I forgot, they already did that too. *sigh*
I swear I can't understand where this team is headed with the lame signings they have been making. Anyone following the game knows that Ponson is a lemon. Not to mention how he's a ticking timebomb for major embarrassment. His actions off the field stink as much as his actions on the field.
We can't make the postseason this year with this team. Not unless the Sux implode. I am not quitting so I don't want to hear any crap. I will pull for every moment of every game. I will be excited when they are good. I will be bummed when they are not. It's just that right now I am bummed since it seems that everyone in the Baseball world seems to be able to make better personnel decisions than the Yankees. Is Brian Cashman really still in charge?
Where have you gone Brian Cashman?
I swear I can't understand where this team is headed with the lame signings they have been making. Anyone following the game knows that Ponson is a lemon. Not to mention how he's a ticking timebomb for major embarrassment. His actions off the field stink as much as his actions on the field.
We can't make the postseason this year with this team. Not unless the Sux implode. I am not quitting so I don't want to hear any crap. I will pull for every moment of every game. I will be excited when they are good. I will be bummed when they are not. It's just that right now I am bummed since it seems that everyone in the Baseball world seems to be able to make better personnel decisions than the Yankees. Is Brian Cashman really still in charge?
Where have you gone Brian Cashman?
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