Thursday, February 26, 2004
Wow, just read this hilarious article in the Onion. The Seer made my day with that one.
Monday, February 23, 2004
Well, Fat Boy's boss sent out a notice of him quitting before he actually gave his official notice.
Saturday, February 21, 2004
Kind of a crazy night last night. Left work with Fat Boy and then I headed up to meet up with Bubba at Sam's Boat. He and I hung out there a while before heading towards Cool River to meet up with Mrs. Bubba. That was before she called and cancelled. Bubba and I killed a couple of hours before he realized that he's whipped and left for home. Somewhere in between I had called up The Saw to have him join us, but I then had to change plans. By this point he was downtown and at Ginger Man, so I went down there for a drink with him and The Brewer.
After a couple beers there, they left and I wandered over to Fado's. There I run into Karaoke Man and his crew (also there but in a different group was long-lost Mac). Apparently KM had called for a guy's night out and I missed the call. Anyway, long twisted night was made even longer. Get home at 5:00 am longer.
After a couple beers there, they left and I wandered over to Fado's. There I run into Karaoke Man and his crew (also there but in a different group was long-lost Mac). Apparently KM had called for a guy's night out and I missed the call. Anyway, long twisted night was made even longer. Get home at 5:00 am longer.
Friday, February 20, 2004
Well, Fat Boy's got another job offer so I'll be stuck here by myself. Damn him!
They're holding parliamentary elections in Iran today. I was reading this article and they quote this old woman: "I am voting to say death to America and death to Bush. This will show Bush any idea Iranians will not vote is nonsense," she said. "I hope he drops down dead when he hears this."
I'm getting the impression she wants Dubya dead. Hmm. No wonder we have problems with those people: our elections elect people, there elections end up with a death spell or something. Or so they think...
I'm getting the impression she wants Dubya dead. Hmm. No wonder we have problems with those people: our elections elect people, there elections end up with a death spell or something. Or so they think...
Monday, February 16, 2004
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Saturday, February 14, 2004
Friday, February 13, 2004
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Good lunch tonight with the former boss and Fat Boy. Went to Dan's on Airport. Lots of talking about nothing. The best kind of lunch.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
Uhm, it's 9:30 and I'm still at the office. This work stuff is definitely for the birds.
I coined the phrase "cocksucker quitter" for that turncoat Ray Bourque, but he's nothing in comparison to the ultimate piece of shit, Dominik Hasek. He's waltzed back into the Red Wings' dressing room and caused distractions the entire way. And now he's announced that he's done for the season. Key words there are "he's announced". Not the trainer, not the Red Wings, but Hasek's announced it. What a sorry excuse for a hockey player. Thankfully Curtis Joseph's enough of a good sport to deal with the situation like a pro. |
Monday, February 09, 2004
All I can say is going to Florida for the weekend is not a great idea. Especially when you have a 7 am flight out Monday morning. That could be construed as blowing.
Monday, February 02, 2004
Fat Boy didn't come in today so I was on my own for lunch. I went against all my better judgment and went for fast food. I've avoided fast food since I've worked here (and only half-a-dozen times since I've moved to Austin) but that Smoky Mountain Chicken Sandwich at Wendy's sounded goood. So I go and wait in the drive-through line listening to Rome. Turns out that sandwich isn't there anymore so I get the spicy Chicken Filet. Got that back to the office and realized it had mayonnaise on it. That's just plain wrong. Bubba would go ape shit.
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I coined the phrase "cocksucker quitter" for that turncoat Ray Bourque, but he's nothing in comparison to the ultimate piece of shit, Dominik Hasek. He's waltzed back into the Red Wings' dressing room and caused distractions the entire way. And now he's announced that he's done for the season. Key words there are "he's announced". Not the trainer, not the Red Wings, but Hasek's announced it. What a sorry excuse for a hockey player. Thankfully Curtis Joseph's enough of a good sport to deal with the situation like a pro.