Some time ago I decided that when/if I posted about the Yankees they would lose. It was one of those silly superstitions I developed from the Yanks actually losing after I would post about their exploits. lol Most Baseball people have silly superstitions galore. Its one of those odd things about being a Baseball person that comes with the territory.
So the past 2 months have taugh me a lesson. The Yankees lose plenty with or without my blogs influence. Now I have to face the truth.... I have absolutely no affect on the outcome of the games whatsoever. All I can do (as always is the case) is live and die (inside) when they play. So now I'm thinking this blog can be a Yankee blog once again, especially since I have no interest in blogging about anything else anyway. :P
So, this years Yankees...... Oy! The season started out rough but all during April I kept telling people that having a totally new Manager and coaching staff was the issue. The players aren't. I figured that the team would come around once they all got used to each other and then the Yanks would get on their usual roll. Well, we're all still waiting for that aren't we?
I really like Joe Girardi but so far I'm wondering if he isn't quite the motivator the team needs now. I have seen quite a few games this year and the basic team feel is odd. Kind of like they don't care. I thought that near the end of April and then I watched the Mets series and the team as a whole seems worse. Like they are just going through the motions.
As I watched the Yanks and Mets I was thinking that someone more like Willie Randolf would be a good Manager for the Yankees. Joe Girardi seems like a better fit for the Mets. Willie is a lot like Joe Torre and teh Mets need someone who handles that young group better. Wouldn't it be cool if 2 teams who think they have Manager issues could trade Managers for a month? Exchange Willie for Joe and see how things go. If things work better, then they could make a deal. That would be a sweet idea.
Not that I think Girardi won't turn the thing around. I still believe he will. The Yankees are too good a team to not turn things around. Plus the Yankee farm system has a lot of good youngsters that Joe G. will be a help to. But for now I think the team as a whole hasn't gotten behind the new management style yet. But thats just my feeling at the moment.
Being in last place and especially losing to the stinky old Orioles sucks. I sure hope they get it going soon.
It all will be a distant memory once the Yankees are back in first place where they belong anyway. I'm not too scared yet but I sure will feel better when they start playing like Yankees again. *sigh
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
The Most Disturbing TV Commercial Ever
I saw the most disturbing TV commercial this morning. Keep in mind I didn’t have sound on when I saw it so I wasn’t sure what was happening until the last seconds were showing.
It was a commercial for Charmin Bathroom Tissue where the 3 Bears theme was used. The Baby Bear came from behind a tree and had white things all over his butt. Mama Bear tried various ways to get the white things off his butt, including wiping with a towel and even using a vacuum. Nothing worked. Then they showed Baby Bear coming from behind the tree after using Charmin. (This is when the light bulb in my head went off.) He shook his butt showing no white things were stuck.
I realized then that this commercial was implying that we have toilet paper bits stuck on our butts all the time. Not just dingle berries, but used, sticky, gross toilet paper bits. Worse yet it implied that people were inspecting each others butts and (maybe) even removing those bits of used toilet paper.
Who do you know that has someone inspect their ass for left behind toilet paper? I don’t know anyone.
Then they showed a test where “another leading brand” and Charmin were wetted and drug along something and the other brand left bits behind. Typical BS thing you see in commercials. Charmin left no bits behind. I’m sold!
The coup de grace was the ending. Papa Bear came from behind the tree, complete with a newspaper under his arm, and shook his butt at Mama Bear and Baby Bear to show them he had no left over bits of used toilet paper stuck on his ass. That to me means Mama Bear must have been helping him out with the same problem.
I’m sorry. Maybe I’m over thinking this but no way is there anyone checking out someone else’s ass crack for toilet paper residue. Who would even consider doing that? What would make the Charmin people decide to put something like that in a commercial? Plus, I can’t imagine that being a great selling idea for poop paper. If a person has a problem with a dirty butt after going to the can, it’s probably not a toilet paper issue.
Maybe the ad people are truly out of good ideas.
It was a commercial for Charmin Bathroom Tissue where the 3 Bears theme was used. The Baby Bear came from behind a tree and had white things all over his butt. Mama Bear tried various ways to get the white things off his butt, including wiping with a towel and even using a vacuum. Nothing worked. Then they showed Baby Bear coming from behind the tree after using Charmin. (This is when the light bulb in my head went off.) He shook his butt showing no white things were stuck.
I realized then that this commercial was implying that we have toilet paper bits stuck on our butts all the time. Not just dingle berries, but used, sticky, gross toilet paper bits. Worse yet it implied that people were inspecting each others butts and (maybe) even removing those bits of used toilet paper.
Who do you know that has someone inspect their ass for left behind toilet paper? I don’t know anyone.
Then they showed a test where “another leading brand” and Charmin were wetted and drug along something and the other brand left bits behind. Typical BS thing you see in commercials. Charmin left no bits behind. I’m sold!
The coup de grace was the ending. Papa Bear came from behind the tree, complete with a newspaper under his arm, and shook his butt at Mama Bear and Baby Bear to show them he had no left over bits of used toilet paper stuck on his ass. That to me means Mama Bear must have been helping him out with the same problem.
I’m sorry. Maybe I’m over thinking this but no way is there anyone checking out someone else’s ass crack for toilet paper residue. Who would even consider doing that? What would make the Charmin people decide to put something like that in a commercial? Plus, I can’t imagine that being a great selling idea for poop paper. If a person has a problem with a dirty butt after going to the can, it’s probably not a toilet paper issue.
Maybe the ad people are truly out of good ideas.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Shopping With Lisa
YB: Hey, look over there.
L: Yes, Victoria’s Secret. I saw it.
YB: Well....???
L: I know, I model & you buy..... I remember.
YB: So? Finally going to give in?
L: No. Trust me, you don’t want me to model that stuff for you.
YB: Oh please. Every guy around would love for you to model for them. You know that.
L: No I don’t. Besides, we’re friends.
YB: Yes, but not forever.
L: What does that mean?
YB: Seriously? We’ve talked about this.
L: About us being a couple? Yeah, I remember. Probably will happen someday.
YB: Is that bad? lol
L: Nope. But it might be weird after all this time.
YB: Oh well, you know the truth Lisa. Someday we’ll just give up trying to find “the right one for us” and accept that we are the only people who can put up with us for long periods of time.
L: Yes, we are like mirrors of each other. It’s weird.
YB: You know it’s true.
L: I know but it’s still weird.
YB: So we’ll never stop wasting our time then?
L: Probably not. It’s our way.
YB: Yes, you are right. But still I think when we are about 85.....
L: 85?
YB: Yeah, we’ll be 85 and everyone we know will be dead.....
L: Nice.....
YB: ......then we’ll finally get together and be a couple.
L: Why so old?
YB: Because we never do things the easy way.
L: True. Well you better start working out now.
YB: Working out?
L: Yes. Even when I’m 85 I will be wanting good sex. You need to be ready.....
YB: Oh boy.....
L: .....when I am ready. You know I’m demanding.
YB: So I better start stocking up on Viagra?
L: No, no drugs. You better be ready because you want me.
YB: Hmmm..... at 85 that could be hard.....
L: It better be.
YB: LOL, you know what I mean. Hard to be ready on demand.
L: Yes, but at 85 I’ll still be me, ready when I’m ready.
YB: Yeah, probably. Will you wear Victoria’s Secret when you are 85?
L: Why would you want me to wear Victoria’s Secret then?
YB: Because some day I will get you to model for me. Even if it doesn’t happen until age 85 I’ll feel like I accomplished something.
L: OK, I get that. At 85 I will model for you.
YB: Good, then I promise you I will be hot and ready for you when you do.
L: How can you promise that?
YB: After 55 years waiting for it? Please!
L: LOL Good answer. But I will want it more than just the few times I wear Victoria’s Secret.
YB: Yes, that’s where Viagra comes in.
L: Maybe I will have to allow it sometimes.
YB: Yeah? Why the sudden change of heart?
L: I want the full treatment. You better be as good as I think you should be.
YB: Hmmm...... what the heck does that mean?
L: You are no secret to me. Remember some of the girls you were with are my friends.
YB: .....aanndd....
L: ...aanndd we all talk. Believe me, that is the truth about women.
YB: So you know my secrets then?
L: All of them.
YB: Not all.
L: All.
YB: Oh....
L: So you better work out and have Viagra. I have expectations.
YB: Oh.... just what have you and ‘the girls’ been talking about?
L: Everything.
YB: Everything?
L: Everything.
YB: Oh.... hmmm.....
L: What?
YB: Maybe we need to go to Victoria’s Secret now.
L: I told you not today.
YB: But think of it as an investment in your future.
L: Huh?
YB: I need more practice to keep up with your expectations. Model for me so I am inspired to go ‘practice’.
L: Ha ha. No.....
YB: Why not?
L: We’re not old enough. Talk to me when we are 85.
YB: *sigh
L: Yes, Victoria’s Secret. I saw it.
YB: Well....???
L: I know, I model & you buy..... I remember.
YB: So? Finally going to give in?
L: No. Trust me, you don’t want me to model that stuff for you.
YB: Oh please. Every guy around would love for you to model for them. You know that.
L: No I don’t. Besides, we’re friends.
YB: Yes, but not forever.
L: What does that mean?
YB: Seriously? We’ve talked about this.
L: About us being a couple? Yeah, I remember. Probably will happen someday.
YB: Is that bad? lol
L: Nope. But it might be weird after all this time.
YB: Oh well, you know the truth Lisa. Someday we’ll just give up trying to find “the right one for us” and accept that we are the only people who can put up with us for long periods of time.
L: Yes, we are like mirrors of each other. It’s weird.
YB: You know it’s true.
L: I know but it’s still weird.
YB: So we’ll never stop wasting our time then?
L: Probably not. It’s our way.
YB: Yes, you are right. But still I think when we are about 85.....
L: 85?
YB: Yeah, we’ll be 85 and everyone we know will be dead.....
L: Nice.....
YB: ......then we’ll finally get together and be a couple.
L: Why so old?
YB: Because we never do things the easy way.
L: True. Well you better start working out now.
YB: Working out?
L: Yes. Even when I’m 85 I will be wanting good sex. You need to be ready.....
YB: Oh boy.....
L: .....when I am ready. You know I’m demanding.
YB: So I better start stocking up on Viagra?
L: No, no drugs. You better be ready because you want me.
YB: Hmmm..... at 85 that could be hard.....
L: It better be.
YB: LOL, you know what I mean. Hard to be ready on demand.
L: Yes, but at 85 I’ll still be me, ready when I’m ready.
YB: Yeah, probably. Will you wear Victoria’s Secret when you are 85?
L: Why would you want me to wear Victoria’s Secret then?
YB: Because some day I will get you to model for me. Even if it doesn’t happen until age 85 I’ll feel like I accomplished something.
L: OK, I get that. At 85 I will model for you.
YB: Good, then I promise you I will be hot and ready for you when you do.
L: How can you promise that?
YB: After 55 years waiting for it? Please!
L: LOL Good answer. But I will want it more than just the few times I wear Victoria’s Secret.
YB: Yes, that’s where Viagra comes in.
L: Maybe I will have to allow it sometimes.
YB: Yeah? Why the sudden change of heart?
L: I want the full treatment. You better be as good as I think you should be.
YB: Hmmm...... what the heck does that mean?
L: You are no secret to me. Remember some of the girls you were with are my friends.
YB: .....aanndd....
L: ...aanndd we all talk. Believe me, that is the truth about women.
YB: So you know my secrets then?
L: All of them.
YB: Not all.
L: All.
YB: Oh....
L: So you better work out and have Viagra. I have expectations.
YB: Oh.... just what have you and ‘the girls’ been talking about?
L: Everything.
YB: Everything?
L: Everything.
YB: Oh.... hmmm.....
L: What?
YB: Maybe we need to go to Victoria’s Secret now.
L: I told you not today.
YB: But think of it as an investment in your future.
L: Huh?
YB: I need more practice to keep up with your expectations. Model for me so I am inspired to go ‘practice’.
L: Ha ha. No.....
YB: Why not?
L: We’re not old enough. Talk to me when we are 85.
YB: *sigh
Friday, March 14, 2008
Todays Fabulous Menu Item
OK, here’s something to try. I just put Kosher Dill flavored potato chips on my Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich. It is pretty darn good.
Before you are all “Well that has to suck!” try it. Trust me; I am a semi-professional connoisseur of fine food.
Have I ever led you astray?
Before you are all “Well that has to suck!” try it. Trust me; I am a semi-professional connoisseur of fine food.
Have I ever led you astray?
Friday, March 07, 2008
I Usually Don't Like These Touching Stories But.....
Sometimes these 'heartwarming' stories are a bit too sappy for me but this one is truly interesting...
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant t seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of t he creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
LOL Dumb ass.
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .
On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.
The elephant t seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of t he creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
LOL Dumb ass.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Quote Of The Day
"Well, he’s from Brooklyn. They read people quickly. They step on dead bodies the way we run over road kill." JG
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Threads
This is my brain when left on its own....
.... I wonder if Hanna Montana would even exist if not for that nasty song “Achy Breaky Heart”. I think not. Daddy did that song and it made him popular. Then he got a TV role and off it went from there. Now his little girl is even bigger than he is/was. All because of that nasty song (and that big ass mullet he had for so long) lol What a song...
...(new thread)...
It reminds me of when that even worse song, “Elvira” was new. We had these neighbors in the apartment building beside us that thought that was the greatest song ever written. One night they were playing it super loud and over and over. After about 20-25 times in a row and the hour getting to be a little past midnight, I remember sitting my big speakers up in the window, aimed right at their open window, and playing as loud as I could “Hush” by Deep Purple. My stereo was the shit back then so I easily blew theirs away. They got the hint and got quiet. lol
...(new thread)...
What is really funny about it is that I never realized the irony of the song I chose to blast them with. A song called “Hush” to try and get them to be quiet? Ha ha! 25 years later and I just realized that. Duh!
...(new thread)...
But Deep Purple was a good band. I don’t think the version of Hush I have (on 45 rpm record lol) featured David Coverdale but I did see him when he was singing for Whitesnake. Back in the 80’s I saw Whitesnake and Great White opened for them. That was an awesome concert.
...(new thread)...
But the best concert I ever saw was when I went to see B.B. King in the little tiny MD Theatre. B. B. King’s band was amazing and so was he. I am glad I got to see him. Musicians like that are a rare breed. They don’t make them like that anymore.
...(new thread)...
I’ve noticed that a lot of people talk about “The good old days”. But back in those “good old days” they were talking about “The good old days”. I mean, the people I have known for a while are the same ones using that term no matter what time period. So to them I say the good old days must never end, right?
...(new thread)...
“But the good old days weren’t always good and tomorrow isn’t as bad as it seems…..” Hmmm, Billy Joel. More music. My mind is feeling music today. Must be a music kind of day in my head.
...(new thread)...
My mind wanders so much anymore. I had a meeting this morning with a guy this morning and every 5 minutes I found myself thinking about almost anything but the subject at hand. He talks so much he didn’t even notice. He’s one of those that talk and talk and about 1/5th of everything is relevant to the subject at hand. It was tiring. But in my mind, a lot of the meeting was good since I wasn’t really even there. :P
.... I wonder if Hanna Montana would even exist if not for that nasty song “Achy Breaky Heart”. I think not. Daddy did that song and it made him popular. Then he got a TV role and off it went from there. Now his little girl is even bigger than he is/was. All because of that nasty song (and that big ass mullet he had for so long) lol What a song...
...(new thread)...
It reminds me of when that even worse song, “Elvira” was new. We had these neighbors in the apartment building beside us that thought that was the greatest song ever written. One night they were playing it super loud and over and over. After about 20-25 times in a row and the hour getting to be a little past midnight, I remember sitting my big speakers up in the window, aimed right at their open window, and playing as loud as I could “Hush” by Deep Purple. My stereo was the shit back then so I easily blew theirs away. They got the hint and got quiet. lol
...(new thread)...
What is really funny about it is that I never realized the irony of the song I chose to blast them with. A song called “Hush” to try and get them to be quiet? Ha ha! 25 years later and I just realized that. Duh!
...(new thread)...
But Deep Purple was a good band. I don’t think the version of Hush I have (on 45 rpm record lol) featured David Coverdale but I did see him when he was singing for Whitesnake. Back in the 80’s I saw Whitesnake and Great White opened for them. That was an awesome concert.
...(new thread)...
But the best concert I ever saw was when I went to see B.B. King in the little tiny MD Theatre. B. B. King’s band was amazing and so was he. I am glad I got to see him. Musicians like that are a rare breed. They don’t make them like that anymore.
...(new thread)...
I’ve noticed that a lot of people talk about “The good old days”. But back in those “good old days” they were talking about “The good old days”. I mean, the people I have known for a while are the same ones using that term no matter what time period. So to them I say the good old days must never end, right?
...(new thread)...
“But the good old days weren’t always good and tomorrow isn’t as bad as it seems…..” Hmmm, Billy Joel. More music. My mind is feeling music today. Must be a music kind of day in my head.
...(new thread)...
My mind wanders so much anymore. I had a meeting this morning with a guy this morning and every 5 minutes I found myself thinking about almost anything but the subject at hand. He talks so much he didn’t even notice. He’s one of those that talk and talk and about 1/5th of everything is relevant to the subject at hand. It was tiring. But in my mind, a lot of the meeting was good since I wasn’t really even there. :P
Monday, January 21, 2008
New Song, New Day
Today I woke up with the song "Southern Cross" by CSN in my head. Don't ask. I don't know why. Just like the Springsteen song from Friday, I haven't heard it for years. But unlike that Friday song, this one left me in a very mellow mood. Kind of appropriate for a Monday morning.
Good thing too because I was sure I would come in and delete my blogs today. I am really burnt out. But at this moment in time, I don't feel like it.
BTW, can someone tell me how to delete that Myspace thing? I do want that one to be gone but I can't seem to figure it out.
There was no traffic this morning at all. Schools are out this week plus its a government holiday today. I wish it was like that all the time. As I drove by the local high school and saw that it was deserted, it made me contemplative. I looked at the deserted parking lot and the empty bus ramps. I looked at the dark windows and had this thought; "Gee, I'll bet it is a germ fest inside that place." It gave me a chill thinking that. LOL
The weekend was sweet. Not much to write about (as usual). Just that it was freakin cold! Geez, it was 8 degrees at our house. No going outside for me, I promise you. My Lisa kept chatting with me yesterday about calling in today. She was in the mood for a day off. Now I see she isn't here. Lucky girl. But I'm glad I didn't skip out today. I'll do that on a regular traffic day to add some extra satisfaction to my lazy day off.
Thats about it. Not much interesting happening here. Sorry to bore you all with the blah-blah-bliggety-blah but thats all I gots this mornin. Jersey Girl is due any second so maybe soon I'll have something amusing to tell.
Until then.............
Good thing too because I was sure I would come in and delete my blogs today. I am really burnt out. But at this moment in time, I don't feel like it.
BTW, can someone tell me how to delete that Myspace thing? I do want that one to be gone but I can't seem to figure it out.
There was no traffic this morning at all. Schools are out this week plus its a government holiday today. I wish it was like that all the time. As I drove by the local high school and saw that it was deserted, it made me contemplative. I looked at the deserted parking lot and the empty bus ramps. I looked at the dark windows and had this thought; "Gee, I'll bet it is a germ fest inside that place." It gave me a chill thinking that. LOL
The weekend was sweet. Not much to write about (as usual). Just that it was freakin cold! Geez, it was 8 degrees at our house. No going outside for me, I promise you. My Lisa kept chatting with me yesterday about calling in today. She was in the mood for a day off. Now I see she isn't here. Lucky girl. But I'm glad I didn't skip out today. I'll do that on a regular traffic day to add some extra satisfaction to my lazy day off.
Thats about it. Not much interesting happening here. Sorry to bore you all with the blah-blah-bliggety-blah but thats all I gots this mornin. Jersey Girl is due any second so maybe soon I'll have something amusing to tell.
Until then.............
Friday, January 18, 2008
Springsteen O'Clock
I woke up with a Bruce Springsteen song in my head this morning. Darlington County is the song. I have no idea why it was in my head when I woke up. I'm just lucky something was in there I guess. LOL
Anyway, I kept singing that song all morning and it kept reminding me of back in the day when it was new. The "Born in the USA" album was one I wore out back then. I was driving my 1963 Chevy SS, had a steady woman and 2 other girlfriends for fun. Always out and about, having a kick-ass time of it. So naturally singing that old song has put me in a great mood this morning.
Its funny how something like that, just an old song, can trigger not just memories but the feelings that went along with that old song. I suppose it would be the same if you have an old song that you cried to after a bad life incident too. But I don't know any of those right now. Right now I'm feeling like cruising with one of the girls, playing loud music on the way to our favorite parking spot, feeling totally carefree. But of course that feeling will fade fast since in reality I am now at work and the day will wipe that all away. So I'm sitting and enjoying the feel for just a little while longer.
I was chatting online last night with a friend who was telling me how she is really enjoying being "over 40". She said she once thought it would be the end of the world but now she is so happy she got through her 20's (especially) and her 30's and would never want to go back. I smiled because I can see that. But I'd like to have another shot at those years just to avoid the dumb-ass stuff. (I'd also like to redlive a few moments.)
She is an interesting lady. She does between 30-40 TV commercials yearly. Manages to get into them because she sells TV ads for a living. In her neck of the woods, she is becoming a minor celebrity. Kind of a neat thing to be doing.
So today should be a fun one. I had planned on having lunch with my guitar student. Hopefully she is still able to go. Thats always something fun to look forward to. Also, Lindsey will be here sometime today. I'm looking forward to seeing her again. Plus, I have only one 30 minute meeting scheduled today. That is a huge bonus!
This day has all the makings of a pretty darn good one. :)
Anyway, I kept singing that song all morning and it kept reminding me of back in the day when it was new. The "Born in the USA" album was one I wore out back then. I was driving my 1963 Chevy SS, had a steady woman and 2 other girlfriends for fun. Always out and about, having a kick-ass time of it. So naturally singing that old song has put me in a great mood this morning.
Its funny how something like that, just an old song, can trigger not just memories but the feelings that went along with that old song. I suppose it would be the same if you have an old song that you cried to after a bad life incident too. But I don't know any of those right now. Right now I'm feeling like cruising with one of the girls, playing loud music on the way to our favorite parking spot, feeling totally carefree. But of course that feeling will fade fast since in reality I am now at work and the day will wipe that all away. So I'm sitting and enjoying the feel for just a little while longer.
I was chatting online last night with a friend who was telling me how she is really enjoying being "over 40". She said she once thought it would be the end of the world but now she is so happy she got through her 20's (especially) and her 30's and would never want to go back. I smiled because I can see that. But I'd like to have another shot at those years just to avoid the dumb-ass stuff. (I'd also like to redlive a few moments.)
She is an interesting lady. She does between 30-40 TV commercials yearly. Manages to get into them because she sells TV ads for a living. In her neck of the woods, she is becoming a minor celebrity. Kind of a neat thing to be doing.
So today should be a fun one. I had planned on having lunch with my guitar student. Hopefully she is still able to go. Thats always something fun to look forward to. Also, Lindsey will be here sometime today. I'm looking forward to seeing her again. Plus, I have only one 30 minute meeting scheduled today. That is a huge bonus!
This day has all the makings of a pretty darn good one. :)
Monday, January 14, 2008
Happy Monday
It was a quiet weekend. For me anyway. Nicci had her son this weekend and for her, those weekends are anything but quiet. Nor restful. You would think the teenage years would be an improvement but they really aren't. It's all just a different set of stresses.
Now Nicci is feeling bad. nausea and all that. On top of not having much of a weekend now she is sick. I feel bad for her.
Tell me again what it is people get out of having kids? I have yet to see any kind of happy advantage to it.
So I spent a lot of time alone this weekend. We all know I do not mind that at all. Got to see the Football Playoffs. Only the Colts losing surprised me. The other games I kind of expected. Especially the Dallas game. I had a feeling they wouldn't make it and they didn't.
I noticed something this weekend. Yawning is not only very contagious it is one of those little 'feel good' things too. I think it feels good to get out a good yawn. We tend to take the little things like that for granted. I don't mind seeing someone yawn because I fully expect to have one of my own shortly after. (I'm not real happy to see someone yawn without covering their yaps though.) It feel kinda nice somehow. :P
It's the same with letting out a good burp. Sometimes that is such a relief. Releasing a loud belch can be very satisfying. Farting can be a good thing too but I am pretty happy that farting isn't contagious like yawning.
Apparently my weekend was full of these things? If so, I don't remember it. I just remember thinking about it. lol
Not too much to talk about this morning. Like always. Hope everyone's weekend was great. Happy Monday. :)
Now Nicci is feeling bad. nausea and all that. On top of not having much of a weekend now she is sick. I feel bad for her.
Tell me again what it is people get out of having kids? I have yet to see any kind of happy advantage to it.
So I spent a lot of time alone this weekend. We all know I do not mind that at all. Got to see the Football Playoffs. Only the Colts losing surprised me. The other games I kind of expected. Especially the Dallas game. I had a feeling they wouldn't make it and they didn't.
I noticed something this weekend. Yawning is not only very contagious it is one of those little 'feel good' things too. I think it feels good to get out a good yawn. We tend to take the little things like that for granted. I don't mind seeing someone yawn because I fully expect to have one of my own shortly after. (I'm not real happy to see someone yawn without covering their yaps though.) It feel kinda nice somehow. :P
It's the same with letting out a good burp. Sometimes that is such a relief. Releasing a loud belch can be very satisfying. Farting can be a good thing too but I am pretty happy that farting isn't contagious like yawning.
Apparently my weekend was full of these things? If so, I don't remember it. I just remember thinking about it. lol
Not too much to talk about this morning. Like always. Hope everyone's weekend was great. Happy Monday. :)
Friday, January 11, 2008
Morning Coffee With Jersey Girl
JG: Did you see the visitor this morning?
YB: Yes, she’s a hottie.
JG: She’s tall.
YB: I think tall women are sexy.
JG: Tall women?
YB: Yeah, they are sexy.
JG: What, like in general or just a few specific tall women?
YB: Just tall women.
JG: Oh, like Julie Strain..... “6’1” and worth the climb”? lol
YB: Yeah, that’s a good example.
JG: But what about short women? You don’t think they are sexy?
YB: Oh yes, they are very sexy too.
JG: So you like short women and tall women.
YB: Yes.
JG: What about the medium height women?
YB: Very sexy also.
JG: So short, tall and anything in between......
YB: Sexy, sexy, sexy.....
JG: OK, height doesn’t matter then?
YB: Not to me.
JG: What about hair?
YB: I love red hair!
JG: Just red hair?
YB: No, blond is hot too.
JG: Brunettes?
YB: Very hot.
JG: Ooookay..... so height doesn’t matter nor does hair color?
YB: Nope, not to me. *smile
JG: Well, I am happy I fit in there somewhere.
YB: You know you do. You are a very attractive woman.
JG: Not sexy?
YB: Oh yes, very sexy. You know that.
JG: Yes, I know. I just wanted you to say it.
YB: Sheesh
JG: So getting back to it..... you think all women are sexy?
YB: Nope. Not the unsexy ones.
JG: Uhmmm, which are unsexy?
YB: Well, theres the preg--
JG: ---Yes, the pregnant ones. We all know how you feel about that.
JG: What about weight? Heavy women?
YB: They can be sexy too.
JG: Really? Skinny women?
YB: Definitely!
JG: So weight doesn’t matter?
YB: Sometimes it does. I believe all women have the chance to be sexy in some way.
JG: Sexual orientation?
YB: Lesbians are hott!
JG: Hmmm..... that is true.
JG: *sigh OK..... Let’s try this in another way..... Which women are not sexy?
YB: *thinking....
JG: ....Well?
YB: The dead ones.
JG: Oy! I should hope so!
YB: Well, I have to draw the line somewhere.....
YB: Yes, she’s a hottie.
JG: She’s tall.
YB: I think tall women are sexy.
JG: Tall women?
YB: Yeah, they are sexy.
JG: What, like in general or just a few specific tall women?
YB: Just tall women.
JG: Oh, like Julie Strain..... “6’1” and worth the climb”? lol
YB: Yeah, that’s a good example.
JG: But what about short women? You don’t think they are sexy?
YB: Oh yes, they are very sexy too.
JG: So you like short women and tall women.
YB: Yes.
JG: What about the medium height women?
YB: Very sexy also.
JG: So short, tall and anything in between......
YB: Sexy, sexy, sexy.....
JG: OK, height doesn’t matter then?
YB: Not to me.
JG: What about hair?
YB: I love red hair!
JG: Just red hair?
YB: No, blond is hot too.
JG: Brunettes?
YB: Very hot.
JG: Ooookay..... so height doesn’t matter nor does hair color?
YB: Nope, not to me. *smile
JG: Well, I am happy I fit in there somewhere.
YB: You know you do. You are a very attractive woman.
JG: Not sexy?
YB: Oh yes, very sexy. You know that.
JG: Yes, I know. I just wanted you to say it.
YB: Sheesh
JG: So getting back to it..... you think all women are sexy?
YB: Nope. Not the unsexy ones.
JG: Uhmmm, which are unsexy?
YB: Well, theres the preg--
JG: ---Yes, the pregnant ones. We all know how you feel about that.
JG: What about weight? Heavy women?
YB: They can be sexy too.
JG: Really? Skinny women?
YB: Definitely!
JG: So weight doesn’t matter?
YB: Sometimes it does. I believe all women have the chance to be sexy in some way.
JG: Sexual orientation?
YB: Lesbians are hott!
JG: Hmmm..... that is true.
JG: *sigh OK..... Let’s try this in another way..... Which women are not sexy?
YB: *thinking....
JG: ....Well?
YB: The dead ones.
JG: Oy! I should hope so!
YB: Well, I have to draw the line somewhere.....
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Quote Of The Day
Engineer returning from a recent business trip:
"Going to Montreal was a nightmare. Everything was French. The road signs, the menus, the people all spoke French. I didn't have a clue. I was never so happy to get back to the good old USA and hear some Spanish."
"Going to Montreal was a nightmare. Everything was French. The road signs, the menus, the people all spoke French. I didn't have a clue. I was never so happy to get back to the good old USA and hear some Spanish."
Not Sure What To Call This Post
This week is flying by. No, that’s not a complaint. Just an observation. It’s been kinda fun too.
We have this new Process Engineer at work who has been entertaining. In a sense that he seems to know very little about Engineering. He set up 2 visits this week to go and look at equipment. Stuff that should have been relevant to our current equipment replacement projects. Both times the visits were pretty much a waste of time. Neither trip had much focus on what we were looking to do. Especially the second one. That vendor didn’t even have a machine to show us. It was just a tour of a place that had some equipment in it, unused so far, that wasn’t anywhere near to what we do. The Tech. that went along and I kept looking for something that pertained to what we thought we were there to see. Then suddenly the visit was over. So we shrugged our shoulders and went back to work.
You know how sometimes you can talk to someone and just know what they do for a living? Like, when you talk with a Baker you can tell by what they say that they know what they are talking about? That’s the way I am with Engineers and Maintenance people in general. This new guy in no way talks like an Engineer. You would never know what he was employed to do.
Winter time sure is a quiet time. There really isn’t much to do at all. Plus, it’s dark when we leave for work and its dark when we get home. Nicci and I have already started to get bored with the routines. We both hate the cold and being cooped up. Cabin fever will come even earlier this year. I think we need to find some kind of outside activity before we get too nuts about it.
I went for a haircut recently and while I was there I noticed a really old lady getting her hair done. The young girl was just clipping away and messing with her hair. But the woman had some really yucky hair. Plus she was there to get an ‘old-lady-doo’. You know the way old ladies just get trims and curly perms and all that. They get really short cuts. I guess women get tired of messing with their hair eventually? I don’t know. Anyway, I started wondering if hair stylists get bummed out when a person comes in with really bad hair or with requests to do boring, ugly things. That young girl working with that ugly haired old lady sure hid it well if that is the case.
I bet when someone (like Nicci) comes in, with super nice, beautiful hair, they get all excited. It’s probably like an artist with a blank canvas and nothing but time and ideas to cover it.
Guys like me are an easy money fix for them. I’m in and out in about 10 minutes. lol But old-lady-doos can’t be much fun for a hair stylist. They probably get really disappointed with clients like that. It’s kinda like what I think a Gynecologist feels when a 500 pounder shows up for a check-up. Well, maybe that’s a worse thing.
So today will be another quiet one. Just the usual routines. The usual “Oh-shits!” Nothing much more to chat about. At least the coffee is good………………
We have this new Process Engineer at work who has been entertaining. In a sense that he seems to know very little about Engineering. He set up 2 visits this week to go and look at equipment. Stuff that should have been relevant to our current equipment replacement projects. Both times the visits were pretty much a waste of time. Neither trip had much focus on what we were looking to do. Especially the second one. That vendor didn’t even have a machine to show us. It was just a tour of a place that had some equipment in it, unused so far, that wasn’t anywhere near to what we do. The Tech. that went along and I kept looking for something that pertained to what we thought we were there to see. Then suddenly the visit was over. So we shrugged our shoulders and went back to work.
You know how sometimes you can talk to someone and just know what they do for a living? Like, when you talk with a Baker you can tell by what they say that they know what they are talking about? That’s the way I am with Engineers and Maintenance people in general. This new guy in no way talks like an Engineer. You would never know what he was employed to do.
Winter time sure is a quiet time. There really isn’t much to do at all. Plus, it’s dark when we leave for work and its dark when we get home. Nicci and I have already started to get bored with the routines. We both hate the cold and being cooped up. Cabin fever will come even earlier this year. I think we need to find some kind of outside activity before we get too nuts about it.
I went for a haircut recently and while I was there I noticed a really old lady getting her hair done. The young girl was just clipping away and messing with her hair. But the woman had some really yucky hair. Plus she was there to get an ‘old-lady-doo’. You know the way old ladies just get trims and curly perms and all that. They get really short cuts. I guess women get tired of messing with their hair eventually? I don’t know. Anyway, I started wondering if hair stylists get bummed out when a person comes in with really bad hair or with requests to do boring, ugly things. That young girl working with that ugly haired old lady sure hid it well if that is the case.
I bet when someone (like Nicci) comes in, with super nice, beautiful hair, they get all excited. It’s probably like an artist with a blank canvas and nothing but time and ideas to cover it.
Guys like me are an easy money fix for them. I’m in and out in about 10 minutes. lol But old-lady-doos can’t be much fun for a hair stylist. They probably get really disappointed with clients like that. It’s kinda like what I think a Gynecologist feels when a 500 pounder shows up for a check-up. Well, maybe that’s a worse thing.
So today will be another quiet one. Just the usual routines. The usual “Oh-shits!” Nothing much more to chat about. At least the coffee is good………………
Monday, January 07, 2008
Bi-Monthly Posting
Welcome to my bi-monthly post. LOL
I have no intention of posting bi-monthly. I just haven't felt like it at all lately. When I get the urge I get distracted and suddenly it just isn't very important anymore.
So, updates.... OK, Christmas was great. Nicci and I stuck to what we said and did not participate in any gift exchanges. Not with each other and not with family. She did get her son a few things but there were no surprises. He asked for specific things and she got them. This is the first time we have said we would skip exchanging gifts and we actually did it. It was nice.
Christmas isn't about exchanging gifts and all that crap anyway. I have never liked that part of it (after being a kid of course).
We also managed to not visit the family over the holidays. Neither of us wanted to see my mother. Nor did we want to hang out with my Aunt & Uncle's loser family members. So we called in sick. No kidding. It was just like calling in to work. We called and told my Aunt that Nicci was sick and we skipped the family thing on Christmas altogether. We made ourselves an awesome Filet Mignon dinner and hung out together. Filets, good wine, fire in the fireplace, nice music..... what else do you need? Nothing.
New Years was the same. We had offers to go places but all of them involved us sleeping over. Neither of us will drive on New Year's Eve. But neither of us likes to sleep over at friends homes either. That stuff was fun (and usually mandatory) 20 years ago. I'm not into it anymore. So we stayed home and had a nice time together.
I feel like I haven't had a days work in weeks. The week between Christmas and New Year was so quiet at work. I like being here during that time. I get so much accomplished since no one was here bugging me. I finished everything I was behind on and managed half days the whole time. It was like being on vacation anyway. Nice.
Since then things are just cool and calm. Not much else going on. I spent a lot of time with Lisa over the past several weeks. I managed to hang with Lindsey twice too. Bonus. The Patriots kicked butt this year. The Yanks are dealing. I guess I'll have to learn to live with ARod for a while. Hopefully he continues to be great and doesn't choke in the post season this year. Thats about it.
I have been lax with emails and blogging. I'm not sure if it will get better or worse. I suppose time will tell. Hopefully no one is offended much. I do read blogs a lot. I just do not feel like much of anything else.
So thats my update. I hope to be back again later today or early tomorrow. If not, remember, I'm keeping an eye on you anyway.
Yes, that was meant for you.
You know who you are..........
I have no intention of posting bi-monthly. I just haven't felt like it at all lately. When I get the urge I get distracted and suddenly it just isn't very important anymore.
So, updates.... OK, Christmas was great. Nicci and I stuck to what we said and did not participate in any gift exchanges. Not with each other and not with family. She did get her son a few things but there were no surprises. He asked for specific things and she got them. This is the first time we have said we would skip exchanging gifts and we actually did it. It was nice.
Christmas isn't about exchanging gifts and all that crap anyway. I have never liked that part of it (after being a kid of course).
We also managed to not visit the family over the holidays. Neither of us wanted to see my mother. Nor did we want to hang out with my Aunt & Uncle's loser family members. So we called in sick. No kidding. It was just like calling in to work. We called and told my Aunt that Nicci was sick and we skipped the family thing on Christmas altogether. We made ourselves an awesome Filet Mignon dinner and hung out together. Filets, good wine, fire in the fireplace, nice music..... what else do you need? Nothing.
New Years was the same. We had offers to go places but all of them involved us sleeping over. Neither of us will drive on New Year's Eve. But neither of us likes to sleep over at friends homes either. That stuff was fun (and usually mandatory) 20 years ago. I'm not into it anymore. So we stayed home and had a nice time together.
I feel like I haven't had a days work in weeks. The week between Christmas and New Year was so quiet at work. I like being here during that time. I get so much accomplished since no one was here bugging me. I finished everything I was behind on and managed half days the whole time. It was like being on vacation anyway. Nice.
Since then things are just cool and calm. Not much else going on. I spent a lot of time with Lisa over the past several weeks. I managed to hang with Lindsey twice too. Bonus. The Patriots kicked butt this year. The Yanks are dealing. I guess I'll have to learn to live with ARod for a while. Hopefully he continues to be great and doesn't choke in the post season this year. Thats about it.
I have been lax with emails and blogging. I'm not sure if it will get better or worse. I suppose time will tell. Hopefully no one is offended much. I do read blogs a lot. I just do not feel like much of anything else.
So thats my update. I hope to be back again later today or early tomorrow. If not, remember, I'm keeping an eye on you anyway.
Yes, that was meant for you.
You know who you are..........
Monday, December 24, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Crack The Sky
I am so wound up this morning I am having a hard time sitting still to write. This will be a fun day. Probably a half day. I think I will take all my girlies (remember, I am the only guy in the department) out for lunch and then send them home. What say my blogger buds? Think I should?
Yeah, I will.
Plus on the way to Starbuck's I was searching for Christmas music when I came across this radio station that played a double shot of Crack The Sky. If you don't know who they are/were, look them up here. One of my favorite bands ever. That helped get me awake.
It's like a ghost-town here. So many people off for the Christmas vacation already. Next week will be even better. I purposely made sure I was here next week so I could enjoy the peace and quiet. I can actually get caught up for a change since there won't be any dorks constantly bugging me all the time.
So today looks to be mostly an FO day. Those are the best work days. We get done what we need to get done and just enjoy the rest of it. Nice.
Tomorrow Nicci and I decided we will go to a Mall somewhere. Just for fun. We have done zero Christmas shopping so far. We actually may be the first couple in history to not exchange gifts after claiming they wouldn't. But going out to see Santa and get annoyed by crazy shoppers ahs been lacking so we are going. Not sure where though. Usually we go at least once to this big-ass mall near Baltimore. But I'm going to look up a new place on the internet and see about exploring. It's nice to check out new stuff. If I can't find anything cool, we'll do our yearly trip to the old place.
Today should be fun. Time to get it started. :)
Yeah, I will.
Plus on the way to Starbuck's I was searching for Christmas music when I came across this radio station that played a double shot of Crack The Sky. If you don't know who they are/were, look them up here. One of my favorite bands ever. That helped get me awake.
It's like a ghost-town here. So many people off for the Christmas vacation already. Next week will be even better. I purposely made sure I was here next week so I could enjoy the peace and quiet. I can actually get caught up for a change since there won't be any dorks constantly bugging me all the time.
So today looks to be mostly an FO day. Those are the best work days. We get done what we need to get done and just enjoy the rest of it. Nice.
Tomorrow Nicci and I decided we will go to a Mall somewhere. Just for fun. We have done zero Christmas shopping so far. We actually may be the first couple in history to not exchange gifts after claiming they wouldn't. But going out to see Santa and get annoyed by crazy shoppers ahs been lacking so we are going. Not sure where though. Usually we go at least once to this big-ass mall near Baltimore. But I'm going to look up a new place on the internet and see about exploring. It's nice to check out new stuff. If I can't find anything cool, we'll do our yearly trip to the old place.
Today should be fun. Time to get it started. :)
Thursday, December 20, 2007
That'll Teach Ya
I don't have a lot of time this morning for writing. Hope everyone has a great day. But I had to post this from an email Rene sent me. I love it. :)
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan.
One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, 'God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes.'
The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, 'Here I am God. I'm still waiting.' It got down to the last couple of minutes when The Marine got out of his Chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, 'What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?'
The Marine calmly replied, 'God was too busy today protecting America's soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act like an asshole. So, He sent me.'
A United States Marine was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan.
One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a member of the ACLU.
One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, 'God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes.'
The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, 'Here I am God. I'm still waiting.' It got down to the last couple of minutes when The Marine got out of his Chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence.
The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, 'What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?'
The Marine calmly replied, 'God was too busy today protecting America's soldiers who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act like an asshole. So, He sent me.'
Monday, December 17, 2007
Monday Thoughts
-Don't Lottery tickets suck? Yes, because they are all broken. But they are also an addiction because somewhere at some time there is an unbroken one. Thats the one I'm looking for.
-Our alarm clock went off an hour early this morning. It sets itself automatically by connecting with the National clock somehow. But it was wrong somehow. We got up like normal and get an hour jump start on the day. I wonder how many other people lost an hour of sleep today with the same problem?
-I woke up with a Dean Martin song in my head this morning. "I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm". Then when I got to Starbuck's (an hour early) that song started playing. Neat, eh?
- We had our annual Christmas party on Saturday. It was the best one yet. Totally a kick ass time. I felt a little woozy most of Sunday but it was worth it.
-I tried boxed wine for the first time Saturday. Aside from the bottles we provided, I bought 3 different kinds for the partiers to try out too. Volume is the key after the taste buds are dulled by 3-8 drinks anyway. I kinda liked all 3 boxed types. I was surprised.
-Nicci made real eggnog for the party. From a recipe in this fancy cookbook she has. It was great! It was loaded with Canadian Windsor and Bacardi Rum but it still tasted good. Not alcoholy. (Is that a word?)
-I think I have a new crush but I'm not sure. Once I meet her I'll know for certain. Her name is Piper Perabo. Ever heard of her? What are the odds of me meeting her? lol
-This week might suck. It is a full 5 days. But after this is over we have 4 day weekends back-to-back. That is something to look forward to. Probably will make this week seem even longer.
- Lisa is off all week. That won't help either. Good for her. Bummer for me missing her. :(
-I suck at weekend blogging. Nothing new there but I have even tried. *sigh
-Coffee is finally ready. Jersey Girl just walked in. Time for important stuff. :P
-Our alarm clock went off an hour early this morning. It sets itself automatically by connecting with the National clock somehow. But it was wrong somehow. We got up like normal and get an hour jump start on the day. I wonder how many other people lost an hour of sleep today with the same problem?
-I woke up with a Dean Martin song in my head this morning. "I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm". Then when I got to Starbuck's (an hour early) that song started playing. Neat, eh?
- We had our annual Christmas party on Saturday. It was the best one yet. Totally a kick ass time. I felt a little woozy most of Sunday but it was worth it.
-I tried boxed wine for the first time Saturday. Aside from the bottles we provided, I bought 3 different kinds for the partiers to try out too. Volume is the key after the taste buds are dulled by 3-8 drinks anyway. I kinda liked all 3 boxed types. I was surprised.
-Nicci made real eggnog for the party. From a recipe in this fancy cookbook she has. It was great! It was loaded with Canadian Windsor and Bacardi Rum but it still tasted good. Not alcoholy. (Is that a word?)
-I think I have a new crush but I'm not sure. Once I meet her I'll know for certain. Her name is Piper Perabo. Ever heard of her? What are the odds of me meeting her? lol
-This week might suck. It is a full 5 days. But after this is over we have 4 day weekends back-to-back. That is something to look forward to. Probably will make this week seem even longer.
- Lisa is off all week. That won't help either. Good for her. Bummer for me missing her. :(
-I suck at weekend blogging. Nothing new there but I have even tried. *sigh
-Coffee is finally ready. Jersey Girl just walked in. Time for important stuff. :P
Monday, December 10, 2007
The Return Of Valentine
So, we got a new system at work that warns us daily not to use the internet for personal stuff. I was concerned since all of my blogging happens at work and even that has been slacking. But this morning I decided to just keep going as usual and see where it goes. I don’t do anything bad or nasty on the pc at work anyway. If someone gets busted for doing something stupid, then they probably deserved to get busted.
We had our company Christmas party this past weekend. It was a lot of fun. It’s the one time when the company really goes all-out. The food was amazing and of course, so was the open bar. lol It’s cool to see people out of work and letting their hair down a bit. Plus, seeing people dressed in their finery compared to the usual working duds was nice too. Especially the pretty women. ;)
Valentine was there again. If you don’t remember last years description of her, here it is.
Pics from last year. (No new ones this year. Sorry.)
Funny, she managed to get another Santa hat somewhere again this year.
She looked the same and was once again the life of the dancing part of the evening. Truthfully, she is really fun to watch. She wore red this year but the dress still looked the same. I believe she is a professional. I have been told she is hired to go to parties and get people into dancing and all that. She’s good at it.
Nothing much else is happening new here. Nicci and I are having our open house Christmas thing this coming weekend. We have toned it down a bit though. We normally have 78-80 people in and out but this year we are trying for a lesser crowd of close friends. So far we are only expecting about 26. Let’s see how it grows between now and then, eh? We have a tendency to keep asking people to come up until the last possible moment so we’ll see.
What else…?? Oh, I see Britney Spears is pregnant again. I guess she showed those nasty child welfare people, didn’t she? She’s probably thinking, “You take away my kids I’ll just make more. So there!”
Anyone can get around the system if they work at it hard enough. I guess that’s her solution.
I think she is well on her way to becoming a big joke. On the level of Elvis. It’s a shame really. But that’s the way it looks. Someday the rednecks of the world will be hanging black velvet pictures of Britney over their mantles just like the Elvis ones. They’ll be all, “She’s jus the durndest schweet-test thang!”
The Pats are still undefeated. I hope they make it all the way. The most important thing is to win the Superbowl but having that undefeated record would be so sweet. Especially since it will erase the losers from Miami from everyone’s mind. As long as they don’t let down against the lesser teams they should do well.
I’m just rambling on now. Time for coffee. Hope everyone’s day rocks. :)
We had our company Christmas party this past weekend. It was a lot of fun. It’s the one time when the company really goes all-out. The food was amazing and of course, so was the open bar. lol It’s cool to see people out of work and letting their hair down a bit. Plus, seeing people dressed in their finery compared to the usual working duds was nice too. Especially the pretty women. ;)
Valentine was there again. If you don’t remember last years description of her, here it is.
Pics from last year. (No new ones this year. Sorry.)
Funny, she managed to get another Santa hat somewhere again this year.
She looked the same and was once again the life of the dancing part of the evening. Truthfully, she is really fun to watch. She wore red this year but the dress still looked the same. I believe she is a professional. I have been told she is hired to go to parties and get people into dancing and all that. She’s good at it.
Nothing much else is happening new here. Nicci and I are having our open house Christmas thing this coming weekend. We have toned it down a bit though. We normally have 78-80 people in and out but this year we are trying for a lesser crowd of close friends. So far we are only expecting about 26. Let’s see how it grows between now and then, eh? We have a tendency to keep asking people to come up until the last possible moment so we’ll see.
What else…?? Oh, I see Britney Spears is pregnant again. I guess she showed those nasty child welfare people, didn’t she? She’s probably thinking, “You take away my kids I’ll just make more. So there!”
Anyone can get around the system if they work at it hard enough. I guess that’s her solution.
I think she is well on her way to becoming a big joke. On the level of Elvis. It’s a shame really. But that’s the way it looks. Someday the rednecks of the world will be hanging black velvet pictures of Britney over their mantles just like the Elvis ones. They’ll be all, “She’s jus the durndest schweet-test thang!”
The Pats are still undefeated. I hope they make it all the way. The most important thing is to win the Superbowl but having that undefeated record would be so sweet. Especially since it will erase the losers from Miami from everyone’s mind. As long as they don’t let down against the lesser teams they should do well.
I’m just rambling on now. Time for coffee. Hope everyone’s day rocks. :)
Monday, December 03, 2007
Whatever
Nicci was funny this morning. She heard a version of a Beatles song yesterday and she is still going on and on about how much it sucked. She is a Beatles fan and the way she described the song I'm pretty sure it was the Joe Cocker version of "With a little help from my friends". She was (and still is) disgusted with it.
Anyone who knows me knows that I really don't like the Beatles anyway but I do have to agree with her. That version bites the big one. What is really funny about this is that she has never heard the Joe Cocker version before. That in itself is kind of amazing.
This got me thinking about how a lot of covers of good songs really do suck. If it was my song I would censor the new version and if it sucked like Joe Cocker's version did, I wouldn't allow it. When you own a song you've written you should be more responsible like that. :)
Then I got to thinking about how someone like Joe Cocker even got into the singing business. He sucks as a singer. Shouldn't someone have some talent before getting a recording contract? Remember that song he did with Jennifer Warnes? She can sing and he can't. It made me feel sad for him. (Kinda like the Kid Rock with Sheryl Crow song. Bleech!) He never wrote anything for himself either. Plus, he was just a spaz on stage. It was like he was having convulsions all the time. To me, he was a poser.
I really hate it when posers get rich for nothing. There are a lot of them. Michael Bolton is another one. Rod Stewert too. None of them are very good and don't write songs. They just have someone's dick in their hands or something to get into a business that would normally require more talent than they actually have. I don't get it.
So there is my morning rant. lol
I had the best weekend again. Nicci and I are having fun together these days. Plus we are also giving each other room at the same time. It's working out (so far).
I have every Friday off from now until the New Year. I was supposed to be off last Friday but came in to help someone with a project. A half day is almost like a day off anyway. Just knowing you are not staying all day at work makes you feel a lot better when you are working. Just knowing that I only work 4 day weeks from now on is keeping me in a better frame of mind too. Gotta love the day off thing, eh?
I am having a hard time letting go of this Blogger blog. I wonder if everyone has that problem? I really don't like posting here anymore but I feel obligated. Almost no one visits here anyway, mostly because I don't post very often I'm sure. But I have been doing this one for years and it's like a part of me. But I can't really write openly here. I just edit Vox posts and post them now. lol Of course, my blogging there is really slacking too. Maybe if I totally quit one of them I'd be better? Anyone else have the same problem giving up their old blogs?
Christmas this year will be weird. Nicci and I are determined not to exchange gifts. We will get her boy something. But I am going to let the family know once again not to get us anything. I already made it clear to all of them a month ago not to buy stuff but I am sure they are not listening. I will just remind them that they are not getting anything from us and that we do not want stuff from them. I'm tired of all the commercialism involved with Christmas. Thats not what the holiday is all about anyway. Besides, I am afraid of what my mother would give away this year. Remember last year's disaster? The used lingere incident? Yeah, another good reason not to open that door.
OK, time for work. More to the truth, time for more coffee, then work. ;)
Anyone who knows me knows that I really don't like the Beatles anyway but I do have to agree with her. That version bites the big one. What is really funny about this is that she has never heard the Joe Cocker version before. That in itself is kind of amazing.
This got me thinking about how a lot of covers of good songs really do suck. If it was my song I would censor the new version and if it sucked like Joe Cocker's version did, I wouldn't allow it. When you own a song you've written you should be more responsible like that. :)
Then I got to thinking about how someone like Joe Cocker even got into the singing business. He sucks as a singer. Shouldn't someone have some talent before getting a recording contract? Remember that song he did with Jennifer Warnes? She can sing and he can't. It made me feel sad for him. (Kinda like the Kid Rock with Sheryl Crow song. Bleech!) He never wrote anything for himself either. Plus, he was just a spaz on stage. It was like he was having convulsions all the time. To me, he was a poser.
I really hate it when posers get rich for nothing. There are a lot of them. Michael Bolton is another one. Rod Stewert too. None of them are very good and don't write songs. They just have someone's dick in their hands or something to get into a business that would normally require more talent than they actually have. I don't get it.
So there is my morning rant. lol
I had the best weekend again. Nicci and I are having fun together these days. Plus we are also giving each other room at the same time. It's working out (so far).
I have every Friday off from now until the New Year. I was supposed to be off last Friday but came in to help someone with a project. A half day is almost like a day off anyway. Just knowing you are not staying all day at work makes you feel a lot better when you are working. Just knowing that I only work 4 day weeks from now on is keeping me in a better frame of mind too. Gotta love the day off thing, eh?
I am having a hard time letting go of this Blogger blog. I wonder if everyone has that problem? I really don't like posting here anymore but I feel obligated. Almost no one visits here anyway, mostly because I don't post very often I'm sure. But I have been doing this one for years and it's like a part of me. But I can't really write openly here. I just edit Vox posts and post them now. lol Of course, my blogging there is really slacking too. Maybe if I totally quit one of them I'd be better? Anyone else have the same problem giving up their old blogs?
Christmas this year will be weird. Nicci and I are determined not to exchange gifts. We will get her boy something. But I am going to let the family know once again not to get us anything. I already made it clear to all of them a month ago not to buy stuff but I am sure they are not listening. I will just remind them that they are not getting anything from us and that we do not want stuff from them. I'm tired of all the commercialism involved with Christmas. Thats not what the holiday is all about anyway. Besides, I am afraid of what my mother would give away this year. Remember last year's disaster? The used lingere incident? Yeah, another good reason not to open that door.
OK, time for work. More to the truth, time for more coffee, then work. ;)
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