I noticed that yesterday's post was a couple of things. It A) looked like crap b/c I am a complete retard when it comes to using computers, B) Was incredibly non-creative, and C) Was the kind of nostalgic-look-at-me-I'm-so-cute-b/c-I remember-my-childhood post that usually makes me start stabbing a pen through the palm of my hand when I realize that's all I can come up with for the day.
But screw it, my big wheel was pretty f-ing sweet.
Regardless, it's Friday, which as we all know means that I'm happy, and that I will post about a whole lot of nothing, and maybe even throw you a few links today.
Memo to the ceiling fan in my bedroom: When I turn you on, I want a nice air flow, not a 21 gun salute. You're so fucking loud that I had to turn you off to have a prayer of falling asleep last night. It's not that I mind a little bit of noise, but sounding like you are about to come unhinged and fall onto my bed, only to pummel me to death is not the kind of "little bit of noise" that I mean.
Other notes: My internet shopping binge continues forward. I damn near bought an Ipod yesterday, which would be great, b/c I love little electronic toys that do all kinds of good, fun things. (If I hear any vibrator jokes based on that statement, well, I'll probably just laugh, b/c I deserve it)
(Another thought: Would girls buy one of those things with an MP3 Player in it? I wouldn't think so, b/c really, wouldn't it be all muffled anyways? Hell, they put MP3 players in everything else)
Okay, back to the original thought, internet shopping: My Cornhole bags came today, so as soon as I can get the boards built, I'll be enjoying some good old-fashioned Midwest, white trash fun. Also, I found another Eric Metcalf jersey on Ebay, so the saga continues. Plus, I have this incredible urge to hit up UrbanOutfitters.com and buy t-shirts.
Also: The LVT is now serving Natty Light on tap for 75 cents. This is in many ways a good thing, and in many ways a bad thing. As we all know, I am quite the fan of the cheaply bought beer. However, as I increase in age and lameness, I have become less the fan of the hangover that is brought about by cheap beer in large quantities.
Alright, that's enough for today, you all enjoy your weekend, I'll be down at the Blind Pig tonight to see The Webster's, and of course, drinking. Also, don't forget to check in on Sarah, and vote on whether or not she should do the Date Lance thing. You know, cause it's evil.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Thursday, July 28, 2005
On Second Thought
I had a post up earlier about my job that was a little bit on the scathing and bitter side. Then I remembered the articles I have read about other people who have gotten fired from their jobs for blogging about them and saying terrible things. It's too bad, because it was a really funny post. However, I haven't got any way of supporting myself without having a steady source of income.
It's fine, I'm sure I can come up with something interesting. Actually, it's funny b/c the other day we were talking about toys and stuff we had when we were kids that were actually much cooler than anything the kids have today. Or at least, we sure seemed to think so.....stupid kids and their stupid Game Boy SP, and their computers....come on, get some imagination. Anyway, I figured I would talk about a few of my favs....
The Big Wheel
Seriously, how f'ing great were these? Plastic seat, plastic wheels, well, pretty much plastic everything. We used to build massive jumps, (like a foot of the ground) and spin donuts that would shred the plastic wheels, and run them into the garage so hard that it would make dents.I had the General Lee one, which may or may not have had Confederate flag stickers, which were great. I don't know how my mother could stand those things, what with the plastic on gravel sound that makes most adults nasueous. They still make these actually, but they're like SpongeBob and crap like that.
Transformers
Another one that they still make today, but really, they were much cooler in the 80s. Back then, they were simple, plastic fun. Now they're all crazy and stuff, and they totally want to do a CGI movie and stuff. Crazy
Sega Genesis
Alright, I know. We all actually started our video game addictions much younger than this, playing Atari 2600 or the original, old school Nintendo. But, if you actually took the time to save the money to buy this one for yourself, and take that next step, especially with the impending release of the Madden franchise, and the consistent outpouring of other EA sports titles, then you were probably one of those guys (like me) that will play video games for ever and ever and ever. And probably never get laid. Super.
It's fine, I'm sure I can come up with something interesting. Actually, it's funny b/c the other day we were talking about toys and stuff we had when we were kids that were actually much cooler than anything the kids have today. Or at least, we sure seemed to think so.....stupid kids and their stupid Game Boy SP, and their computers....come on, get some imagination. Anyway, I figured I would talk about a few of my favs....
The Big Wheel
Seriously, how f'ing great were these? Plastic seat, plastic wheels, well, pretty much plastic everything. We used to build massive jumps, (like a foot of the ground) and spin donuts that would shred the plastic wheels, and run them into the garage so hard that it would make dents.I had the General Lee one, which may or may not have had Confederate flag stickers, which were great. I don't know how my mother could stand those things, what with the plastic on gravel sound that makes most adults nasueous. They still make these actually, but they're like SpongeBob and crap like that.
Transformers
Another one that they still make today, but really, they were much cooler in the 80s. Back then, they were simple, plastic fun. Now they're all crazy and stuff, and they totally want to do a CGI movie and stuff. Crazy
Sega Genesis
Alright, I know. We all actually started our video game addictions much younger than this, playing Atari 2600 or the original, old school Nintendo. But, if you actually took the time to save the money to buy this one for yourself, and take that next step, especially with the impending release of the Madden franchise, and the consistent outpouring of other EA sports titles, then you were probably one of those guys (like me) that will play video games for ever and ever and ever. And probably never get laid. Super.
I could probably come up with a bunch more, but I'm tired, plus, it's time for lunch. You guys got any other favorites that I didnt' mention here?
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
I Should Really Be More Careful...
..Before asking for a topic to post about. Thanks to my own lack of creativity today (or maybe in spite of it) Sarah tagged me to talk about my "turn ons" and my "turn offs". Sweet. I feel like a Playboy centerfold answering these things. You know, except for the part where I don't have a vagina nor would I sleep with Hef.*
Anyway, since I'm a bitter, negative person, let's start w/ the "offs" heh heh heh...you said "offs"
Turn Offs
1) Bad Teeth (Seriously, we live in Ohio, not Appalacia)
2) Chain-Smoking
3) Being Poor (I mean, come on people, I don't mind treating, but at the age of 25 having a negative checking account balance is not attractive)
4) Refusing to ever drink anything alcoholic
5) Thinking that Jimmy Fallon is funny
6) Talking only about yourself
7) Stating that you don't understand why guys like sports so much (even if you don't get it, don't say anything, really)
8) Sleeping with my friends
Turn Ons
1) Having a sense of humor
2) Not cringing every time someone says the words "Jaeger-bomb"
3) Being nicer than me (really, I say a lot of mean things, it's nice to have someone balnce me out)
4) Buying me a drink (Newsflash: guys like free booze too)
5) Being able carry on a conversation using more than monosylabic words
6) Possessing female genitalia (I know, I stole this from Sarah)
7) Having a firm grasp of the importance of Peanut Butter Cup ice-cream to my mental well being
8) Not being afraid of the ball (any ball: football, baseball, ping pong ball, other....uh....balls...)
Thanks Sarah, I really had to dig deep to come up with these, it really made me think. Okay, actually, I'm just brain dead today, and at least you gave me something to write about. Now...tagging people....well, normally I would tag Sarah, but she already tagged me, and I'm sure there's a rule about no-tag-backs, so I tag Kara, and Bev. Good luck guys, I'm sure they'll be entertaining.
*I meant to add this earlier about Hef: Really, I mean the guy is 70 some years old, and he pulls more action with better looking girls than most of us could pull on our best days. No matter how much you think he objectifies women, or uses his money and such to get with these girls, as a guy, on the most primal level, you have to be pretty impressed. And completely fucking jealous.
Anyway, since I'm a bitter, negative person, let's start w/ the "offs" heh heh heh...you said "offs"
Turn Offs
1) Bad Teeth (Seriously, we live in Ohio, not Appalacia)
2) Chain-Smoking
3) Being Poor (I mean, come on people, I don't mind treating, but at the age of 25 having a negative checking account balance is not attractive)
4) Refusing to ever drink anything alcoholic
5) Thinking that Jimmy Fallon is funny
6) Talking only about yourself
7) Stating that you don't understand why guys like sports so much (even if you don't get it, don't say anything, really)
8) Sleeping with my friends
Turn Ons
1) Having a sense of humor
2) Not cringing every time someone says the words "Jaeger-bomb"
3) Being nicer than me (really, I say a lot of mean things, it's nice to have someone balnce me out)
4) Buying me a drink (Newsflash: guys like free booze too)
5) Being able carry on a conversation using more than monosylabic words
6) Possessing female genitalia (I know, I stole this from Sarah)
7) Having a firm grasp of the importance of Peanut Butter Cup ice-cream to my mental well being
8) Not being afraid of the ball (any ball: football, baseball, ping pong ball, other....uh....balls...)
Thanks Sarah, I really had to dig deep to come up with these, it really made me think. Okay, actually, I'm just brain dead today, and at least you gave me something to write about. Now...tagging people....well, normally I would tag Sarah, but she already tagged me, and I'm sure there's a rule about no-tag-backs, so I tag Kara, and Bev. Good luck guys, I'm sure they'll be entertaining.
*I meant to add this earlier about Hef: Really, I mean the guy is 70 some years old, and he pulls more action with better looking girls than most of us could pull on our best days. No matter how much you think he objectifies women, or uses his money and such to get with these girls, as a guy, on the most primal level, you have to be pretty impressed. And completely fucking jealous.
I'm Blank Today
Really, sadly, I don't have a topic, or even an idea for a topic today. I have a feeling I'm going to be reaching for whatever I come up with today. Any suggestions? Anyone?
Bueller?
Bueller?
Bueller?
Bueller?
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Once I Can Understand, but Twice?
Let me start this post by saying that I'm quite aware that I am not the most patient person I know, not by any stretch of the imagination. Really, I'm the guy that gets mad at someone who takes more than 10-15 items through the self checkout at the grocery store and then stares at the touch screen like they've never seen light before. And really, that's usually only b/c my beer is getting warm or I really want to plow into that bag of animal cookies that I just bought.
However, last night was a real test to my patience, and a subsequent challenge to my ability to not yell at someone who may have deserved it.
Having had equally bad days at work, M (my new friend, the one who kindly picked me up from the wedding on Saturday) and I decided that we could use some kind of barley and hops generated relief. That being the case, we headed over to the Winking Lizard over in Avon. Let me state for the record that I really like the Winking Lizard. They have a great selection of beer, the food is decent, and generally, the service is pretty good.
Last night, not so much. Not at all.
M and I got seated outside, on the back patio thing that they have. We weren't eating, but they gave us a table anyways. They weren't busy, so it really wasn't an issue as far as I'm concerned. Now, I understand that our server has other tables, etc, but it took her almost 15 MINUTES to even come over and ask what we wanted to drink. She gave us some story about how one of the other servers had had an issue with a previous table and she was listening to his story about it.
Okay, that's nice and all, but not my problem. My problem was needing a drink, which would be your job. She was relatively quick in getting our drinks, and okay with getting our second round as well, but then she fell apart again. Who knows, maybe she was mad that we weren't eating, or that we only had 2 drinks, but we didn't really bother her for anything but our two drinks, and last time I checked, THAT WAS HER JOB.
Anyway, when we were getting close to the end of our second drinks, I asked for our check. Our server proceeded to go back up to the bar, stand there talking to two friends of hers that were sitting there, literally 10 feet from our table, for 15 minutes. She then went and checked on the table two down from us, talked to them, went and got their check, and then went back to her friends. Are you effing kidding me? That's twice in one night that she neglected the same table.
Finally, she comes back over to us and asks if she can get us anything. Fortunately, as she was walking over, M grabbed my arm and said "Just let me ask for it, don't even say a word" (She knows me way too well already, kinda scary). She finally brought our check, didn't even apologize for forgetting it, and somehow, I still tipped her 20%. I'm a pansy, I get it.....
Honestly, had I not been with someone that I just met, I would have probably said something mean or told her manager or something, b/c it just wasnt' acceptable. That, and I'm a total bitch
However, last night was a real test to my patience, and a subsequent challenge to my ability to not yell at someone who may have deserved it.
Having had equally bad days at work, M (my new friend, the one who kindly picked me up from the wedding on Saturday) and I decided that we could use some kind of barley and hops generated relief. That being the case, we headed over to the Winking Lizard over in Avon. Let me state for the record that I really like the Winking Lizard. They have a great selection of beer, the food is decent, and generally, the service is pretty good.
Last night, not so much. Not at all.
M and I got seated outside, on the back patio thing that they have. We weren't eating, but they gave us a table anyways. They weren't busy, so it really wasn't an issue as far as I'm concerned. Now, I understand that our server has other tables, etc, but it took her almost 15 MINUTES to even come over and ask what we wanted to drink. She gave us some story about how one of the other servers had had an issue with a previous table and she was listening to his story about it.
Okay, that's nice and all, but not my problem. My problem was needing a drink, which would be your job. She was relatively quick in getting our drinks, and okay with getting our second round as well, but then she fell apart again. Who knows, maybe she was mad that we weren't eating, or that we only had 2 drinks, but we didn't really bother her for anything but our two drinks, and last time I checked, THAT WAS HER JOB.
Anyway, when we were getting close to the end of our second drinks, I asked for our check. Our server proceeded to go back up to the bar, stand there talking to two friends of hers that were sitting there, literally 10 feet from our table, for 15 minutes. She then went and checked on the table two down from us, talked to them, went and got their check, and then went back to her friends. Are you effing kidding me? That's twice in one night that she neglected the same table.
Finally, she comes back over to us and asks if she can get us anything. Fortunately, as she was walking over, M grabbed my arm and said "Just let me ask for it, don't even say a word" (She knows me way too well already, kinda scary). She finally brought our check, didn't even apologize for forgetting it, and somehow, I still tipped her 20%. I'm a pansy, I get it.....
Honestly, had I not been with someone that I just met, I would have probably said something mean or told her manager or something, b/c it just wasnt' acceptable. That, and I'm a total bitch
Monday, July 25, 2005
Hangovers CAN Last Two Days
Two Words
Mondays. Suck.
(To put it more clearly: being hungover on Monday from activities that took place Saturday night-not fun.)
I made a little checklist this morning as I was walking out the door, it looked a little like this:
Cell Phone: Check
Work ID: Check
Lunch: Check
Sunglasses: Lost
Application for a new liver: Check
Dignity: Left at the Holiday Inn in Elyria
Also, Sarah was kind enough to post a few statistics about the evening (thanks, really), but she left a few out.
Number of:
Bottles of Champange emptied on the limo ride: 2
Bottles of Absolut emptied on the limo ride: 1
Times the limo had to stop b/c members of the wedding party had to use the bathroom: 1 (I thought this would be much higher, b/c we were drunk)
Sober members of the wedding party by the time we got to the reception: 0
Times I apologized to Paul's mom for being so drunk: At least 3
Inappropriate comments that I probably made to everyone there: 4,097
People who went to the hotel bar after the reception, b/c really we weren't drunk enough: approx 40
If that gives you any kind of an idea about how ridiculous the whole thing was, good, b/c it was 2x more crazy than I can even make it sound. That being said, I had a blast. Drew and I were laying around on Sunday, and we couldn't really think of anything that was bad. The ceremony was short and relaxed, but nice, the photographer kept us moving during photos so we didn't feel like we were just standing around in the sun melting, our limo driver was fun and accomodating, the hotel staff at the reception was the same, and we had an outstanding group of friends in the wedding party that all got along and had fun together the entire evening. Look at that last statement again, it's key.
This is a memo to every bride out there that is planning a wedding right now. I don't care how much you love your overly dramatic, attention seeking pyscho friends. If you include them in your wedding, there is a good chance they will do something to make others miserable, b/c they will be mad that the attention isn't all on them. You all know what type of person I am talking about. Fortunately, we didn't have anyone even close to that on Saturday, and we had a great time. I still haven't even talked to a lot of people that were there, but I'm totally looking forward to hearing some good stories from that night......
Mondays. Suck.
(To put it more clearly: being hungover on Monday from activities that took place Saturday night-not fun.)
I made a little checklist this morning as I was walking out the door, it looked a little like this:
Cell Phone: Check
Work ID: Check
Lunch: Check
Sunglasses: Lost
Application for a new liver: Check
Dignity: Left at the Holiday Inn in Elyria
Also, Sarah was kind enough to post a few statistics about the evening (thanks, really), but she left a few out.
Number of:
Bottles of Champange emptied on the limo ride: 2
Bottles of Absolut emptied on the limo ride: 1
Times the limo had to stop b/c members of the wedding party had to use the bathroom: 1 (I thought this would be much higher, b/c we were drunk)
Sober members of the wedding party by the time we got to the reception: 0
Times I apologized to Paul's mom for being so drunk: At least 3
Inappropriate comments that I probably made to everyone there: 4,097
People who went to the hotel bar after the reception, b/c really we weren't drunk enough: approx 40
If that gives you any kind of an idea about how ridiculous the whole thing was, good, b/c it was 2x more crazy than I can even make it sound. That being said, I had a blast. Drew and I were laying around on Sunday, and we couldn't really think of anything that was bad. The ceremony was short and relaxed, but nice, the photographer kept us moving during photos so we didn't feel like we were just standing around in the sun melting, our limo driver was fun and accomodating, the hotel staff at the reception was the same, and we had an outstanding group of friends in the wedding party that all got along and had fun together the entire evening. Look at that last statement again, it's key.
This is a memo to every bride out there that is planning a wedding right now. I don't care how much you love your overly dramatic, attention seeking pyscho friends. If you include them in your wedding, there is a good chance they will do something to make others miserable, b/c they will be mad that the attention isn't all on them. You all know what type of person I am talking about. Fortunately, we didn't have anyone even close to that on Saturday, and we had a great time. I still haven't even talked to a lot of people that were there, but I'm totally looking forward to hearing some good stories from that night......
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Thursday is the New Friday
At least it is when you take the actual day of Friday off from work.
After working a large volume of overtime, cursing yourself every step of the way for it, and finally feeling like you might have a meltdown if you have to answer one more question, you become very thankful for that vacation day that looms so tantalizingly on the horizion.
At least, I know I do.
This is especially true b/c tomorrow is the golf outing for the guys involved with the wedding I'm in on Saturday, followed by the rehearsal dinner, followed by drinking I'm sure. And let's face it, I like to drink.
Memo to Mother Nature on this whole golfing thing tomorrow: Enjoy the raining off and on ALL DAY thing today while you can. If you think you are bringing this shit while I'm trying to golf, drink beer, and enjoy my day off, forget it. I will LOSE IT, and not just in a small way. I mean, full fledged, 3-year-old-pounding-my-fists-on-the-ground-stomping-my-feet-super-spectacular-temper-tantrum.
Okay, probably not that bad, but man, will I be PISSED.
One other thought for today: I know I haven't said anything about this, which I'm sure amazes you, especially since we all know I like video games, (b/c I'm 16-you guys want to go to Dairy Queen? Awesome) but this whole Grand Theft Auto thing that has been in the news is pretty damn entertaining.
The Video Games Ratings Board or whatever raised the rating on the game to "Adults Only", which is like saying it might be porn. I'm okay with the rating, and with them making it clear that the game isn't for kids. Here's what puzzles me: Why are the politicians that are in such an uproar about it making it a national story? Are they aware of how adolescent minds work? They're pretty simple. If you tell them they shouldn't, they want to. If you tell them they can't, they will. Especially with something like this. Because it's taboo, the kids will be on it like a fat kid on a cupcake. Additionally, and I say this all the damn time, WHY aren't any of the parents monitoring what their kids are doing? Maybe it's just me, but if my mother said "You aren't getting that game" Guess what? I sure as hell wasn't getting it. And if I found a way to get it? It would have wound up in the trash compactor. While I watched. And shivered. And recoiled in horror at the sound of my 50$ of video-game-goodness being crunched up with the cereal boxes and milk cartons and the like. But that was my house, where you could always question, but never disobey.
Sorry, small tangent there, back to my original point:
Sadly, again, we live in a society where everyone wants to blame everyone else for their problems, and taking responsibility is the exception rather than the rule. It doesn't help that your average politician's main goal is to get more face time in the media than the guy he's running against in the next election. Which makes sense, b/c the true goal of being an elected official is to make sure that you set yourself up to be elected again, which is why you deal with issues like this as opposed to things that really make a difference on a day to day basis.
Also, I just got an email and peeked at CNN.com and saw about the second round of terrorist bombings in London. And I just got sick to my stomach looking at it. They're calling the explosions "incidents", but I think it's safe to say that's terrorist related. Really, I know that these people hate us and we're awful, shallow people, but seriously, F you. Big time. F You and your lame ass pipe bombs, and your box cutters, and your patchy facial hair, and your beating, raping, and general degradation of your OWN women. Really, F yourselves right in the A. Assholes.
After working a large volume of overtime, cursing yourself every step of the way for it, and finally feeling like you might have a meltdown if you have to answer one more question, you become very thankful for that vacation day that looms so tantalizingly on the horizion.
At least, I know I do.
This is especially true b/c tomorrow is the golf outing for the guys involved with the wedding I'm in on Saturday, followed by the rehearsal dinner, followed by drinking I'm sure. And let's face it, I like to drink.
Memo to Mother Nature on this whole golfing thing tomorrow: Enjoy the raining off and on ALL DAY thing today while you can. If you think you are bringing this shit while I'm trying to golf, drink beer, and enjoy my day off, forget it. I will LOSE IT, and not just in a small way. I mean, full fledged, 3-year-old-pounding-my-fists-on-the-ground-stomping-my-feet-super-spectacular-temper-tantrum.
Okay, probably not that bad, but man, will I be PISSED.
One other thought for today: I know I haven't said anything about this, which I'm sure amazes you, especially since we all know I like video games, (b/c I'm 16-you guys want to go to Dairy Queen? Awesome) but this whole Grand Theft Auto thing that has been in the news is pretty damn entertaining.
The Video Games Ratings Board or whatever raised the rating on the game to "Adults Only", which is like saying it might be porn. I'm okay with the rating, and with them making it clear that the game isn't for kids. Here's what puzzles me: Why are the politicians that are in such an uproar about it making it a national story? Are they aware of how adolescent minds work? They're pretty simple. If you tell them they shouldn't, they want to. If you tell them they can't, they will. Especially with something like this. Because it's taboo, the kids will be on it like a fat kid on a cupcake. Additionally, and I say this all the damn time, WHY aren't any of the parents monitoring what their kids are doing? Maybe it's just me, but if my mother said "You aren't getting that game" Guess what? I sure as hell wasn't getting it. And if I found a way to get it? It would have wound up in the trash compactor. While I watched. And shivered. And recoiled in horror at the sound of my 50$ of video-game-goodness being crunched up with the cereal boxes and milk cartons and the like. But that was my house, where you could always question, but never disobey.
Sorry, small tangent there, back to my original point:
Sadly, again, we live in a society where everyone wants to blame everyone else for their problems, and taking responsibility is the exception rather than the rule. It doesn't help that your average politician's main goal is to get more face time in the media than the guy he's running against in the next election. Which makes sense, b/c the true goal of being an elected official is to make sure that you set yourself up to be elected again, which is why you deal with issues like this as opposed to things that really make a difference on a day to day basis.
Also, I just got an email and peeked at CNN.com and saw about the second round of terrorist bombings in London. And I just got sick to my stomach looking at it. They're calling the explosions "incidents", but I think it's safe to say that's terrorist related. Really, I know that these people hate us and we're awful, shallow people, but seriously, F you. Big time. F You and your lame ass pipe bombs, and your box cutters, and your patchy facial hair, and your beating, raping, and general degradation of your OWN women. Really, F yourselves right in the A. Assholes.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
Wedding Crashers
Holy crap. I know I said it at least 25 times last night, but the movie was freakin hilarious. I actually leaned forward to one of my friends last night and asked him if he was taking notes for the wedding that we are going to this weekend, but then realized it would totally not work b/c we're in the wedding, so pretty much everyone is going to know who I we are anyways. Oh well, it's probably better off, b/c I have too much of a conscience to pull anything off like that. I can't even keep up a lie for 10 minutes, let alone 5 hours.
It's actually kind of cool that lately anytime any combination of Vince Vaughn, Luke/Owen Wilson, Will Ferrell, and Ben Stiller show up in a movie together that it turns out to be hilarious. I mean look at it: Old School, Dodgeball, Starsky and Hutch, Anchorman, all funny in their own way (I know somepeople really like Zoolander, where with Stiller and Owen, but really, that movie didn't do much for me, maybe I need to see it again)
That being said, I'm in a pretty crappy mood today, but I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I'm working an extra long day today so that I can be off on Friday, which will be nice when it gets here. However, I'm just really not feeling all that great, nor am I in the mood to have to deal with people today. For whatever reason, I've been terribly moody today, which is the opposite of fun. I guess I'm just frustrated with a lot of the different areas of my life right now, and am more frustrated by the fact that I haven't found a good direction to go in to better these things, so I'm just kind of treading water right now. This would be fine, except for the fact that I just truly lack any patience to let things gradually get better.
eh...well that was depressing, sorry about that guys.......
In better news:
There's an effing Smurf Movie in the works, which when coupled with Transformers movie coming out in 2007, I'm sure to be able to regress to my childhood well into my late 20s.
It's actually kind of cool that lately anytime any combination of Vince Vaughn, Luke/Owen Wilson, Will Ferrell, and Ben Stiller show up in a movie together that it turns out to be hilarious. I mean look at it: Old School, Dodgeball, Starsky and Hutch, Anchorman, all funny in their own way (I know somepeople really like Zoolander, where with Stiller and Owen, but really, that movie didn't do much for me, maybe I need to see it again)
That being said, I'm in a pretty crappy mood today, but I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I'm working an extra long day today so that I can be off on Friday, which will be nice when it gets here. However, I'm just really not feeling all that great, nor am I in the mood to have to deal with people today. For whatever reason, I've been terribly moody today, which is the opposite of fun. I guess I'm just frustrated with a lot of the different areas of my life right now, and am more frustrated by the fact that I haven't found a good direction to go in to better these things, so I'm just kind of treading water right now. This would be fine, except for the fact that I just truly lack any patience to let things gradually get better.
eh...well that was depressing, sorry about that guys.......
In better news:
There's an effing Smurf Movie in the works, which when coupled with Transformers movie coming out in 2007, I'm sure to be able to regress to my childhood well into my late 20s.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
Katie Has Officially Gone Looney
This is ridiculous....
A Scientologist chaperone? What would Dawson say?
Hopefully something along the lines of: "Dude, that crazy eff is old enough to be your dad, and now he's got you hanging around with trendy gypsies. Lame"
Okay, maybe not like that, but if I was speaking for him, it would sound like that......
A Scientologist chaperone? What would Dawson say?
Hopefully something along the lines of: "Dude, that crazy eff is old enough to be your dad, and now he's got you hanging around with trendy gypsies. Lame"
Okay, maybe not like that, but if I was speaking for him, it would sound like that......
Time for a Life Lesson
Since I don't really have anything fun, or interesting to say, I've decided that maybe I'm just better off passing off my infinite wisdom to y'all, my faithful readers. Here's one for today:
How To: Have a good day at work when you hate your job
1) Show up Late: This is really key to any great day. Showing up late is one way to ensure that you have to do even less work than you currently are trying to avoid. This works even better if you have a boss who is completely oblivious or a moron (common) due to the fact that it will make it easier to repeat the offense.
2) Spend Quality Time in the Morning With Your Blog/Internet/Otherwise: A guarunteed productivity killer. Blogging about hating your job is ill-advised though, b/c employers will fire you for your transgressions, and let's face it; your job may suck, but being poor probably sucks worse. Frequenting your favorite sites in the morning helps keep you from having to waste time doing it after work, when you could be doing more important things, like watching TV, or drinking.
3) Take At Least 1 Break Per Hour: Another key to maintaining sanity. Really, you're probably either working relatively hard, or so annoyed by the stupidity of your coworkers that you need to take time to breathe and get away from them on a regular basis. This is really only for your mental health. It helps to take up smoking if you want to maximize this practice, b/c nobody argues with a smoker who needs their fix.
4) Find Ways to Offensively Question Company Practices and Policies: This will do nothing but entertain your fellow bitter coworkers, offend your bosses (whom you likely don't respect anyways) and help you blow off much needed steam. Be sure to pepper your speech with four letter words and offensive statments about your superiors, really, it makes you feel much better.
5) Shut it Down Half an Hour Early: If you leave at 5, stop doing things at 4:30. Get up, walk around, go to the bathroom, or simply pull up something on your computer that looks work related, and pretend to be all over it, while secretly taking extra peeks at your fantasy football team.
Now, after all of this, you should have hopefully done no more than 2-3 hours of work in an 8 hour day. That is success my friends.
How To: Have a good day at work when you hate your job
1) Show up Late: This is really key to any great day. Showing up late is one way to ensure that you have to do even less work than you currently are trying to avoid. This works even better if you have a boss who is completely oblivious or a moron (common) due to the fact that it will make it easier to repeat the offense.
2) Spend Quality Time in the Morning With Your Blog/Internet/Otherwise: A guarunteed productivity killer. Blogging about hating your job is ill-advised though, b/c employers will fire you for your transgressions, and let's face it; your job may suck, but being poor probably sucks worse. Frequenting your favorite sites in the morning helps keep you from having to waste time doing it after work, when you could be doing more important things, like watching TV, or drinking.
3) Take At Least 1 Break Per Hour: Another key to maintaining sanity. Really, you're probably either working relatively hard, or so annoyed by the stupidity of your coworkers that you need to take time to breathe and get away from them on a regular basis. This is really only for your mental health. It helps to take up smoking if you want to maximize this practice, b/c nobody argues with a smoker who needs their fix.
4) Find Ways to Offensively Question Company Practices and Policies: This will do nothing but entertain your fellow bitter coworkers, offend your bosses (whom you likely don't respect anyways) and help you blow off much needed steam. Be sure to pepper your speech with four letter words and offensive statments about your superiors, really, it makes you feel much better.
5) Shut it Down Half an Hour Early: If you leave at 5, stop doing things at 4:30. Get up, walk around, go to the bathroom, or simply pull up something on your computer that looks work related, and pretend to be all over it, while secretly taking extra peeks at your fantasy football team.
Now, after all of this, you should have hopefully done no more than 2-3 hours of work in an 8 hour day. That is success my friends.
Monday, July 18, 2005
Lessons Learned This Weekend
After another long, entertaining weekend, I've learned a few things.......
1) I most certainly am still suffering from the Vegas letdown. Not good times.
2) Being around a bunch of guys that are married, or about to get married, makes me feel either really old, or like the most irresponsible 26 yr old ever.
3) Taking more cash with me when I go out doesn't mean that I'll come home with more. It just means that I spend more. Instead of buying for 3 people, I end up buying for 10. Good call, moron.
That being said, the bachelor party was a big success, even if I did put myself back in the poor house again. No big deal. It was good to see both of the guys have a good time, and to see all of the people that made it out for at least part of the evening.
I will, however, have to give a slight thumbs down to Lakewood Lanes over on Detroit. Really, I know bowling alleys probably don't make a ton of money, and it's not a lucrative venture these days, but really, the place was bad. When you have one guy handling the bowling, and the bar, you may have a staffing issue. That and the face that he was apparently holding a newspaper recycling drive in the bar area, didn't make things very pleasant. At least half the ceiling tiles were missing. I will say though, that the lanes did have one thing going for them: if MTV ever wanted to film an episode of The 70's House there, they certainly would be right in their element......
The other good thing from this weekend is that I got all of the Browns tickets that I wanted, and will be attending home games against the Lions, Bengals (the opener) the Dolphins, and the Jags, which means lots and lots of tailgating, which means lots and lots of bad for me food. And I love it.
Couple of other fun things today:
Speaking of living in the 70s: Village People Cop Busted Apparently being famous 30 years ago just isn't what it used to be. Do you think he was wearing the outfit when they picked him up? Wouldn't that make it that much more entertaining? Better yet, where did this guy get 100k to post bail?
The new Harry Potter book sold 6.9 Million copies in one day
I'm sure the Vatican can't be happy about that. (Insert your own little boy/Catholic church joke here, I'm laying off for a while)
1) I most certainly am still suffering from the Vegas letdown. Not good times.
2) Being around a bunch of guys that are married, or about to get married, makes me feel either really old, or like the most irresponsible 26 yr old ever.
3) Taking more cash with me when I go out doesn't mean that I'll come home with more. It just means that I spend more. Instead of buying for 3 people, I end up buying for 10. Good call, moron.
That being said, the bachelor party was a big success, even if I did put myself back in the poor house again. No big deal. It was good to see both of the guys have a good time, and to see all of the people that made it out for at least part of the evening.
I will, however, have to give a slight thumbs down to Lakewood Lanes over on Detroit. Really, I know bowling alleys probably don't make a ton of money, and it's not a lucrative venture these days, but really, the place was bad. When you have one guy handling the bowling, and the bar, you may have a staffing issue. That and the face that he was apparently holding a newspaper recycling drive in the bar area, didn't make things very pleasant. At least half the ceiling tiles were missing. I will say though, that the lanes did have one thing going for them: if MTV ever wanted to film an episode of The 70's House there, they certainly would be right in their element......
The other good thing from this weekend is that I got all of the Browns tickets that I wanted, and will be attending home games against the Lions, Bengals (the opener) the Dolphins, and the Jags, which means lots and lots of tailgating, which means lots and lots of bad for me food. And I love it.
Couple of other fun things today:
Speaking of living in the 70s: Village People Cop Busted Apparently being famous 30 years ago just isn't what it used to be. Do you think he was wearing the outfit when they picked him up? Wouldn't that make it that much more entertaining? Better yet, where did this guy get 100k to post bail?
The new Harry Potter book sold 6.9 Million copies in one day
I'm sure the Vatican can't be happy about that. (Insert your own little boy/Catholic church joke here, I'm laying off for a while)
Friday, July 15, 2005
I'm Totally Lazy Today...
Want proof? I didn't even bother to shave this morning. For me, that's the essentially like I didn't even bother putting clothes on. Honestly, if I go more than one day with out shaving, I can roughly pass for a homeless person, or Colin Farrell.*
Want more proof that I'm lazy today? I don't even have plans to go out tonight, which, since this is the first full weekend that I'm in town in three weeks, you'd think I'd have something going on. But, short of having a few folks over to watch the Indians' game tonight, I've got nothing.
To FURTHER prove the point that I have no motivation, this is as much of a post as your getting out of me, other than a few links today.....
Even Harry Potter can't escape the wrath of the Vatican these days:
Pope Benedict called the books "a subtle seduction of young minds" To totally steal a joke from Jon Stewart on last nights' Daily Show "if there's one group that knows something about the subtle seduction of young boys......"
But seriously, maybe the church should spend less time hating EVERYTHING, and more time trying to inspire. There's a reason young people don't go to church. Personally, I get enough of the Debbie Downer stuff the rest of the week from the news, work, etc, to want to drag myself out of bed on Sunday mornings to hear all the reasons that I'm going to go to hell. I can get there just fine curled up against my pillow, thank you.
Christian Slater turned down the chance to plead down in his "groping case" in NYC
I wonder if this will affect his VIP status at the Spearamint Rhino? Hmmmmmm
Also, I'm one day closer to winning my Eric Metcalf Browns jersey on Ebay.
And I'm officially retarded.
*and by "look like Colin Farrell, I mean that everytime I see him on TV, he's looks disheveled and unbathed, but in a way that girls like...except for the part where I might be slightly less attractive....
Want more proof that I'm lazy today? I don't even have plans to go out tonight, which, since this is the first full weekend that I'm in town in three weeks, you'd think I'd have something going on. But, short of having a few folks over to watch the Indians' game tonight, I've got nothing.
To FURTHER prove the point that I have no motivation, this is as much of a post as your getting out of me, other than a few links today.....
Even Harry Potter can't escape the wrath of the Vatican these days:
Pope Benedict called the books "a subtle seduction of young minds" To totally steal a joke from Jon Stewart on last nights' Daily Show "if there's one group that knows something about the subtle seduction of young boys......"
But seriously, maybe the church should spend less time hating EVERYTHING, and more time trying to inspire. There's a reason young people don't go to church. Personally, I get enough of the Debbie Downer stuff the rest of the week from the news, work, etc, to want to drag myself out of bed on Sunday mornings to hear all the reasons that I'm going to go to hell. I can get there just fine curled up against my pillow, thank you.
Christian Slater turned down the chance to plead down in his "groping case" in NYC
I wonder if this will affect his VIP status at the Spearamint Rhino? Hmmmmmm
Also, I'm one day closer to winning my Eric Metcalf Browns jersey on Ebay.
And I'm officially retarded.
*and by "look like Colin Farrell, I mean that everytime I see him on TV, he's looks disheveled and unbathed, but in a way that girls like...except for the part where I might be slightly less attractive....
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Creepy
So I was peeking at my StatCounter site (you know, b/c I hate doing any actual work) and in the midst of all my hits from my usual readers in their usual locations, I get this:
vict-cache2.iraq.centcom.mil
I'm not sure how to react to that. At. All. Kinda creepy in a way. Hopefully, if it's any of our soldiers overseas, they're getting some kind of entertainment out of my blog. Lord knows they could probably use it.
vict-cache2.iraq.centcom.mil
I'm not sure how to react to that. At. All. Kinda creepy in a way. Hopefully, if it's any of our soldiers overseas, they're getting some kind of entertainment out of my blog. Lord knows they could probably use it.
Fridays Make Me Happy
But today is Thursday, so I'm cranky instead.
I've got nothing better than a few random thoughts again today, hopefully some of them will be entertaining.
First of, anytime you see the headline Dead Body Falls off Truck onto Highway, you have to laugh. At least a little bit. I mean really, how would you like to have that drop in front of your car on your way into work. And to think I complain about a little traffic. Really, at that point, how do you react to that? That's not like a couch falling off a truck, that's a formerly living person. Creepy.
Someone needs to take my credit card away from me, or at least my Ebay password. I just put in bids on a Cleveland Browns' retro Eric Metcalf jersey, and I'm thinking about putting in a bid for a new connector for my old school Nintendo....
I talked my dad into building us a Cornhole set, hopefully to be completed before Put-In-Bay, but at the very least to be finished before the NFL season starts. That will without a doubt make us the coolest kids at the tailgate. That, and lots of beer and sausage/pancake wraps (don't ask, they're amazing, just trust me)
Speaking of, the Browns are going to be terrible still this year, but I'll still go to at least 3 games. Why? Because I'm stupid, obviously.
I've got nothing better than a few random thoughts again today, hopefully some of them will be entertaining.
First of, anytime you see the headline Dead Body Falls off Truck onto Highway, you have to laugh. At least a little bit. I mean really, how would you like to have that drop in front of your car on your way into work. And to think I complain about a little traffic. Really, at that point, how do you react to that? That's not like a couch falling off a truck, that's a formerly living person. Creepy.
Someone needs to take my credit card away from me, or at least my Ebay password. I just put in bids on a Cleveland Browns' retro Eric Metcalf jersey, and I'm thinking about putting in a bid for a new connector for my old school Nintendo....
I talked my dad into building us a Cornhole set, hopefully to be completed before Put-In-Bay, but at the very least to be finished before the NFL season starts. That will without a doubt make us the coolest kids at the tailgate. That, and lots of beer and sausage/pancake wraps (don't ask, they're amazing, just trust me)
Speaking of, the Browns are going to be terrible still this year, but I'll still go to at least 3 games. Why? Because I'm stupid, obviously.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
A Few Random Thoughts For Today
Lately, I just haven't had the energy to put up any complete, coherent thoughts about any one subject, so sadly, todays' entry is only going to be about a few random things.
The All-Star Game
This whole "This Time it Counts" thing? Garbage. It's a godforsaken exhibition game.
Of course, I'm saying this from the perspective of a Cardinals fan, which means I might get to watch them get steamrolled again this year, so it doesn't matter who has home field. Neverthe less, I have a real hard time with a team having a great season, winning more games than the team it is playing in the World Series, and then not having home field because of the All-Star game. Ridiculous.
Man Bragged to Girl About Killings
Seriously, I about vomitted when I read this. I think the thing that makes me the most sick about it is the last line of the article
"Duncan had spent more than a decade in prison for sexually assaulting a 14-year-old boy at gunpoint in Tacoma, Wash."
Why is this sick F even allowed back on the streets? That's not even something that you can explain away. I know that there are people that are convicted sex offenders b/c they were 19 and slept with their 16 yr old g/f. That's unfortunate. This guy though? Seriously, child molestors might be the worst people on the planet. If this guy gets anything less than a life sentance and a castration appointment with a vet, I'll be f'ing pissed.
The best is when the ACLU gets involved, or when they say that the person has "mental incapacities". I'm betting the retards at the ACLU wouldn't stick up for these people so much if it was their children that were molested. And you know what? If these people are that "mentally ill" I don't want them on the streets anyways. We're so all about being an accepting society now that its' to the point that total derelicts seem to get treated as if they're 'special'. Fortunately, even the other convicts hate child molestors.
They replaced the Peppomint LifeSavers with the generic kind in our vending
machine at work
This makes me so unhappy. Let's face it, there's the Peppomint LifeSaver, and then there's all the other crap that's out there. Even worse, these are generic. There's no brand at all. I can't even get Mentos? BreathSavers? Seriously, I know we're cutting costs here, but this is just getting silly. Next thing you know, I won't be able to get a Pepsi down there. I'll be lucky to get some RC Cola, or maybe some Faygo. Damnit.
Whatever, I have work to do now....sorry guys, it's lame today, this is all you get though....
The All-Star Game
This whole "This Time it Counts" thing? Garbage. It's a godforsaken exhibition game.
Of course, I'm saying this from the perspective of a Cardinals fan, which means I might get to watch them get steamrolled again this year, so it doesn't matter who has home field. Neverthe less, I have a real hard time with a team having a great season, winning more games than the team it is playing in the World Series, and then not having home field because of the All-Star game. Ridiculous.
Man Bragged to Girl About Killings
Seriously, I about vomitted when I read this. I think the thing that makes me the most sick about it is the last line of the article
"Duncan had spent more than a decade in prison for sexually assaulting a 14-year-old boy at gunpoint in Tacoma, Wash."
Why is this sick F even allowed back on the streets? That's not even something that you can explain away. I know that there are people that are convicted sex offenders b/c they were 19 and slept with their 16 yr old g/f. That's unfortunate. This guy though? Seriously, child molestors might be the worst people on the planet. If this guy gets anything less than a life sentance and a castration appointment with a vet, I'll be f'ing pissed.
The best is when the ACLU gets involved, or when they say that the person has "mental incapacities". I'm betting the retards at the ACLU wouldn't stick up for these people so much if it was their children that were molested. And you know what? If these people are that "mentally ill" I don't want them on the streets anyways. We're so all about being an accepting society now that its' to the point that total derelicts seem to get treated as if they're 'special'. Fortunately, even the other convicts hate child molestors.
They replaced the Peppomint LifeSavers with the generic kind in our vending
machine at work
This makes me so unhappy. Let's face it, there's the Peppomint LifeSaver, and then there's all the other crap that's out there. Even worse, these are generic. There's no brand at all. I can't even get Mentos? BreathSavers? Seriously, I know we're cutting costs here, but this is just getting silly. Next thing you know, I won't be able to get a Pepsi down there. I'll be lucky to get some RC Cola, or maybe some Faygo. Damnit.
Whatever, I have work to do now....sorry guys, it's lame today, this is all you get though....
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Flying, and The Pain of...
Just a quick story that I think most of you that have come to know me will appreciate.
The flight home from Vegas can be summed up in one word: Exhausting.
The fact that our flight out was at 11:20, thus requiring us to be at the airport by 9:45 was rough enough. Granted, I can probably take some of my own blame for that by showing up drunk at our hotel at about 5:00 am, thus allowing myself *maybe* 3 hours of sleep, if you want to call it that.
Take that, along with the 12 hours or so of combined sleep for the week, and put THAT on a plane. Not good times. That's not the best part.
So, prior to the flight, we're standing at our gate, and I see more than a few 14-16 year old kids running around. You know, the kids that are at that stage where they still have an s-load of energy, but they're not really afraid of adults anymore, and they really don't care about bothering anyone. Now when I realize that there are a few, I look around, and there are FIFTY OF THEM. Even better, they were in Vegas as part of a youth Jesus-crusade thing.
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to see that the kids are into their faith, and not drugs and breaking into my car and crap.
HOWEVER, singing their praise songs as the plane lifts off? Awful. Really, I thought I was going to committ suicide. All I wanted was to drink my water, pass out, and forget that I had 4 hours of flying. Yeah, not even close. Compound this with the kid that was sitting behind me, consistently kicking my seat for most of the flight, while I was trying to sleep, and you had one unhappy camper/flyer. Reminding yourself that I have an insanely short fuse, especially when I'm tired, and this is a bad situation.
Really, is there any worse feeling in the world than being violently hung over, coming back from a trip of total debauchery, and having to suppress the urge to turn around and verbally berate some little punk, because you know you're going to get the worst of it, because really, whose side is God going to be on on this one? Not mine, I'll tell you that much.
The flight home from Vegas can be summed up in one word: Exhausting.
The fact that our flight out was at 11:20, thus requiring us to be at the airport by 9:45 was rough enough. Granted, I can probably take some of my own blame for that by showing up drunk at our hotel at about 5:00 am, thus allowing myself *maybe* 3 hours of sleep, if you want to call it that.
Take that, along with the 12 hours or so of combined sleep for the week, and put THAT on a plane. Not good times. That's not the best part.
So, prior to the flight, we're standing at our gate, and I see more than a few 14-16 year old kids running around. You know, the kids that are at that stage where they still have an s-load of energy, but they're not really afraid of adults anymore, and they really don't care about bothering anyone. Now when I realize that there are a few, I look around, and there are FIFTY OF THEM. Even better, they were in Vegas as part of a youth Jesus-crusade thing.
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to see that the kids are into their faith, and not drugs and breaking into my car and crap.
HOWEVER, singing their praise songs as the plane lifts off? Awful. Really, I thought I was going to committ suicide. All I wanted was to drink my water, pass out, and forget that I had 4 hours of flying. Yeah, not even close. Compound this with the kid that was sitting behind me, consistently kicking my seat for most of the flight, while I was trying to sleep, and you had one unhappy camper/flyer. Reminding yourself that I have an insanely short fuse, especially when I'm tired, and this is a bad situation.
Really, is there any worse feeling in the world than being violently hung over, coming back from a trip of total debauchery, and having to suppress the urge to turn around and verbally berate some little punk, because you know you're going to get the worst of it, because really, whose side is God going to be on on this one? Not mine, I'll tell you that much.
Monday, July 11, 2005
Vegas: More Everything
Wow.
I just realized that I haven't posted an entry in 10 days, which is a long time considering that I haven't ever gone more than 2 days without posting since I started this thing. I hope nobody got worried that I suddenly went out and got a life.
The Vegas trip in a word: Amazing.
I can't even fathom ever going on vacation anywhere else after this trip. I also think I'll need at least 6 months to sleep off this trip before I can go back.
Rather than drone on with a bunch of stories about the trip, I figure I'll throw out a few interesting things about it, and leave it at that. Plus, I have a lot to catch up on at work, seeing as how I haven't been here in five days. (Actually, I'll probably tell some stories or something later, I just don't have the energy right now)
Total Gambling Loss $60
Total Spent on Food $100-$150 (Only eating once a day helps with this)
Total Spent on Alcohol- $500+ (????) I really have no clue, I have to check my debit card statement for a better idea on this one.
Overall I was pretty happy with the gambling loss thing. I was up going into Thursday night thanks to a nice turn at the table Thursday morning that could have been even better had I not been forced by an unhealthy stomach to get food.
Then, after a mess of a night on Thursday, mostly from drinking and such, one of the other guys and I decided to take a turn at the blackjack tables as we cut back through the Barbary Coast casino towards our hotel. 60$ and then some later, we were last seen leaving that casino at 5 am, quite possibly fleeing it like someone had just set us on fire. Awful. It didn't even last more than 20 minutes. Lesson learned: Don't gamble drunk.
Couple of other notes. Of the clubs we went to (dance clubs that is) Rain at the Palms was by far the best. Maybe it was a better crowd because it was a Friday, but truly, what an amazing place. Anyone who's been there can probably vouch for the fact that it's a damn cool club.
The only thing about that though, is that upon returning home Saturday night, I went downtown to the Velvet Dog for a friends birthday, and other than the fact that drinks cost about half as much, I can't say that I had much fun there. Maybe I was tired and jet lagged, and entirely too sober to enjoy it, but really, comparatively speaking, what a disappointment. I mean, there isn't even any fire coming out above the dance floor there.
I know, I'm a dork. Anyways, as much as it's nice to be back, I can say this: Going to Vegas, and meeting all kinds of people from all over the place, it really opens your eyes to what else is out there. There's so much more to the world than our little corners that we seem to shut ourselves into.
I just realized that I haven't posted an entry in 10 days, which is a long time considering that I haven't ever gone more than 2 days without posting since I started this thing. I hope nobody got worried that I suddenly went out and got a life.
The Vegas trip in a word: Amazing.
I can't even fathom ever going on vacation anywhere else after this trip. I also think I'll need at least 6 months to sleep off this trip before I can go back.
Rather than drone on with a bunch of stories about the trip, I figure I'll throw out a few interesting things about it, and leave it at that. Plus, I have a lot to catch up on at work, seeing as how I haven't been here in five days. (Actually, I'll probably tell some stories or something later, I just don't have the energy right now)
Total Gambling Loss $60
Total Spent on Food $100-$150 (Only eating once a day helps with this)
Total Spent on Alcohol- $500+ (????) I really have no clue, I have to check my debit card statement for a better idea on this one.
Overall I was pretty happy with the gambling loss thing. I was up going into Thursday night thanks to a nice turn at the table Thursday morning that could have been even better had I not been forced by an unhealthy stomach to get food.
Then, after a mess of a night on Thursday, mostly from drinking and such, one of the other guys and I decided to take a turn at the blackjack tables as we cut back through the Barbary Coast casino towards our hotel. 60$ and then some later, we were last seen leaving that casino at 5 am, quite possibly fleeing it like someone had just set us on fire. Awful. It didn't even last more than 20 minutes. Lesson learned: Don't gamble drunk.
Couple of other notes. Of the clubs we went to (dance clubs that is) Rain at the Palms was by far the best. Maybe it was a better crowd because it was a Friday, but truly, what an amazing place. Anyone who's been there can probably vouch for the fact that it's a damn cool club.
The only thing about that though, is that upon returning home Saturday night, I went downtown to the Velvet Dog for a friends birthday, and other than the fact that drinks cost about half as much, I can't say that I had much fun there. Maybe I was tired and jet lagged, and entirely too sober to enjoy it, but really, comparatively speaking, what a disappointment. I mean, there isn't even any fire coming out above the dance floor there.
I know, I'm a dork. Anyways, as much as it's nice to be back, I can say this: Going to Vegas, and meeting all kinds of people from all over the place, it really opens your eyes to what else is out there. There's so much more to the world than our little corners that we seem to shut ourselves into.
Friday, July 01, 2005
Welcome to a New Month, Now hand over your paychecks
It's going to be one of those months. I'm hating today, July 1st for a bunch of reasons.
Rent is due today
Good-bye more than half of yesterdays paycheck! I'll miss you! Hope you enjoyed the 18 hours you spent in my checking account!
Vegas is 4 Days Away
I can't wait, but given my current uncertainty at my job, I'm going to be nervous everytime I double down or hear someone say "always bet on black", and not just because of Passenger 57.
Wedding Carousel '05 Continues
Again, this is a fun thing, but tux+gift= wallet :(
Also, my office is a ghost town today. There's no more than a handful of people here, so it's me, a few peers, and the internet today. Thank goodness for the internet, otherwise, I'd have to listen to myself think for 8 hours. Thanks, but at that point I think I'd try some drain cleaner with a turpentine chaser......
Also, if I hear one more variation of the "Are you going to lose your job? What happens if you get fired? Do you have your resume together?" Question, I'm going to stab someone. Seriously
Rent is due today
Good-bye more than half of yesterdays paycheck! I'll miss you! Hope you enjoyed the 18 hours you spent in my checking account!
Vegas is 4 Days Away
I can't wait, but given my current uncertainty at my job, I'm going to be nervous everytime I double down or hear someone say "always bet on black", and not just because of Passenger 57.
Wedding Carousel '05 Continues
Again, this is a fun thing, but tux+gift= wallet :(
Also, my office is a ghost town today. There's no more than a handful of people here, so it's me, a few peers, and the internet today. Thank goodness for the internet, otherwise, I'd have to listen to myself think for 8 hours. Thanks, but at that point I think I'd try some drain cleaner with a turpentine chaser......
Also, if I hear one more variation of the "Are you going to lose your job? What happens if you get fired? Do you have your resume together?" Question, I'm going to stab someone. Seriously
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