Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Good to see the Pistons win tonight. Too bad they didn't look all that impressive doing it. Well, unless you consider "impressive" being Shaq and Mourning both being in foul trouble most of the game. They look better than the last two games, but I still think they're playing a bit sloppy. We'll see on Thursday.
Anyway, JMVC foolishly called me at half time to put a fiver on the game. And the Pistons were up by 10 at that point.
Anyway, JMVC foolishly called me at half time to put a fiver on the game. And the Pistons were up by 10 at that point.
Labels: basketball, jmvc, sports
Well, well, well, look what's arrived back at my place? My damn care package I sent to myself in Vegas just got back.
And I've turned JMVC down to watch the Pistons game out tonight. There is hope for me yet.
And I've turned JMVC down to watch the Pistons game out tonight. There is hope for me yet.
Labels: basketball, jmvc, sports
I'm involved in this crazy, crazy project. And have been for nearly every day I've been at this job. Well, we were given a date to hit for this thing, even though all of our estimates and projections didn't match what those dates were. We've got issues out the ying-yang and those dates weren't going to get met regardless of the amount of folks we threw at the problem (oh, and there's a budget issue so we can't throw resources at it, but that's another story). Well, here's the kicker: we find out today that we need to have everything done 2 1/2 weeks earlier for testing that some knuckle head forgot about.
Good times in corporate America!
Good times in corporate America!
Labels: work
I went out to grab some grub and ran into one of my old bosses. He's always mentioned going out on his boat in the couple years I've been in town and this time was no exception. But this time it was a bit different: he said to coordinate with Chilly (Chilly works for him) and let him know a weekend. So it might actually happen. Too bad I don't really care much for boating.
Labels: chilly
Four days of drinking and I could use a couple of months off. Now I'm actually doing work (well, not now, but you get the point) so something's definitely wrong.
Labels: drinking
Monday, May 30, 2005
So neolefty and I have decided to swap NaNoWriMo efforts. I'm more interested to read his than to look at mine, actually. He's got some made up South American country with its own history and such. And there's talk about a bear fight or something so I'm a wee bit interested.
Somebody at Ace's party had actually run a triathlon today. I think she makes up for my lack of inactivity by quite a bit.
There's a torn up five dollar bill in a pint glass. What the hell is that about?
Jebus, I need to get off this drunken roller coaster. Or get another beer, I'm not sure.
I was thinking last night would be quiet, but I ended up going to Red Fez with a bunch of folks, nearly killed myself walking across a table, and for good measure invited half the bar came back to my place afterwards. It wasn't until we all got back to my place that I realized that it was nearly all dudes. Not the best of calls on my part, but stopping drinking at 2 am just wasn't in the cards. I mean, why should Sunday have been any different than Friday or Saturday night?
And all those brave soldiers did die so I could get loaded frequently and with reckless abandon, didn't they?
Well, I had better rest up for this last minute BBQ at Ace's place.
I was thinking last night would be quiet, but I ended up going to Red Fez with a bunch of folks, nearly killed myself walking across a table, and for good measure invited half the bar came back to my place afterwards. It wasn't until we all got back to my place that I realized that it was nearly all dudes. Not the best of calls on my part, but stopping drinking at 2 am just wasn't in the cards. I mean, why should Sunday have been any different than Friday or Saturday night?
And all those brave soldiers did die so I could get loaded frequently and with reckless abandon, didn't they?
Well, I had better rest up for this last minute BBQ at Ace's place.
mobile post: they all died so we could get loaded
So I was thinking it would be a quiet night at home then I unleashed uncaged mayhem.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
So far, so good. Bubba's come and gone (with a trip to check out the pool and for some food at Manny Hattan's stuck in between) and now I can piss away the rest of the day napping and getting ready for the Pistons game. Back in Auburn Hills so they should be ok tonight.
Labels: basketball, sports
I need to check on whatever porn incognegro saw with Bigfoot. That's just weird, I'll have to ask him WTF he was thinking. Or not. And let's just hope there wasn't a group of dudes hanging around with their wangs hanging out. For sake of decency.
Made some last minute plans to hit and then Stubb's Bar-B-Q for a free KGSR show with Bubba and Mrs. Bubba. I was obsesses with getting free t-shirts after my loss of one years ago on a tubing trip. So now I have three to lose (well, two until I get the other two back from the Bubba's).
After seeing a couple songs by Chilly's fav Jimmy Lafave. Then I ran into Less Crazy at 219 with some friends from out of town before the Bubba's had to leave (with the shirts safely(?) in tow). Bar hoping in the rain ensued before LC gave me a ride home. And then I decided to follow them back up to his place where we played this cool card game the name of which escapes me. But it was sort of fun.
And now I sleep.
After seeing a couple songs by Chilly's fav Jimmy Lafave. Then I ran into Less Crazy at 219 with some friends from out of town before the Bubba's had to leave (with the shirts safely(?) in tow). Bar hoping in the rain ensued before LC gave me a ride home. And then I decided to follow them back up to his place where we played this cool card game the name of which escapes me. But it was sort of fun.
And now I sleep.
Labels: bubba, chilly, food, music
Saturday, May 28, 2005
mobile post: I could've worn a suit!
Out with the Bubba's at Roaring Fork with some of the worst service ever. Anyway, checking my email and apparently Sunshine had a wedding she needed a date for. Man, I missed out. I look good in a suit. Oh well.
mobile post: WTF is he thinking?
Just got a text from incognegro that he was watching some porn with Bigfoot in it? I hope that's the only thing that's big.
Didn't seem like anyone wanted to go out (and I was primed from a couple of stops before the official going out time started), but thought I'd be passed out without the pleasure of pissing away money downtown. Then The Cooler called and we headed down, first to a comedy show with JMVC and Queen G before meeting up with some of TC's friends. I was the token white guy, as usual. Bar hopping followed by more bar hopping before almost calling it a night. Then we somehow ended up at the typical late-night Asian destination, the kharaoke place off Lamar (apparently it is called Han Yang Karaoke). All that until about 10 minutes ago.
I think tomorrow will be a bit quieter. Oh shit, tomorrow's today.
I think tomorrow will be a bit quieter. Oh shit, tomorrow's today.
Friday, May 27, 2005
mobile post: up for a change
incognegro mentioned something in a text that would be interesting: changing cities. Him here, me in Hotlanta. Interesting.
Well, plans for the early evening have been made. First stop is Mean Eyed Cat before meeting up with Chilly and getting some grub at Dart Bowl. The former is restaurant slash crazy place in the back of a bowling alley or some such shite.
Labels: chilly
Besides JMVC's brother's graduation party tomorrow, I have no plans for the weekend. And I think I like it that way.
I was digging through an article Chilly sent me an found this nice link to investing. Kind of a high-level, but still pretty good.
Labels: chilly
How can somebody hurt their foot in the middle of the night? I don't know how, but I did. Maybe it was before I went to bed, but I don't recall doing anything that would've done it. Odd, indeed.
Thursday, May 26, 2005
   And I thought I was dealing with the Unabomber or one of his progeny. And instead it's a HUGE bottle of Jack. The ol' Jedi Mind Trick worked on neolefty. Or just plain old guilting. Anwyay, isn't that sweet? A 1904 Gold Medal replica bottle of Jack Daniels. He'll make a bourbon drinker out of me yet. |
Labels: neolefty
I keep putting off opening that package. Who could want to assassinate me? I don't think anyone, but one never knows. Does one?
 I came home about 30 minutes ago to finish off the day from home and I saw something outside my office window. I thought it might some solicitor so I didn't pay attention until I saw them leave. Then I looked outside and saw a box. I'm not expecting anything and it looks pretty shady so I could soon be dead. |
Hope you don't have any thoughts of suicide on Prince Edward Island because they're only open from 9 - 5. But, seriously, who the hell would be on PEI and have thoughts of suicide (I keep feeling like I'm spouting off Ghetto Boys lyrics, but I digress) there, you need some problems. Everything I've seen from the place has it being lovely. Maybe it ain't so great in the winter, but you don't need to kill yourself. Jump into the ocean, that'll do the Lord's work as surely as a bullet to the head. And cheaper, too.
mobile post: at the HEB
On the way to lunch I stopped to pick up some lottery tickets at the HEB and there's some dude with a 'traffic coordinator' title on his name tag. Is traffic that bad inside that they need this role? Too many kids getting caught in front of run away carts? I don't mean to tell these people their business, but I believe there's a few bucks an hour savings currently in aisle seven.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
neolefty asked me earlier in the day why I didn't bet on the Pistons (well, any of my teams) even though I had such confidence. And tonight's is exactly the reason: I'd rip my friggin hair out if I had any money on that piece of shit. They played horribly. I mean, Rip Hamilton missing free throws? Stupid threes late when they weren't needed? And they lost by more than the points I would've gotten. Well, on the good side, they did win one game and did battle back after that horrible third quarter. So two straight in Detroit, I mean Auburn Hills.
Labels: basketball, neolefty, sports
JMVC called me up saying the pool looked pretty green and asking if it was still ok to go in. Well, I got home and he must not have looked at it before because it looks great compared to last week. He must be back on the crack. I'd go in that thing gladly. And it's only getting better. I say blue by tomorrow night.
That would be just in time for the rain to come in and turn it green again.
That would be just in time for the rain to come in and turn it green again.
Labels: jmvc
So I was going to use today to get caught up on this BS audit that I need to document, but the project I'm working on has gone mad so I won't be able to spend nearly as much time on that as I had hoped. Then I get an email that says I need to have some training completed before the end of the week. And that training is about 80 documents and Power Point presentations. This is going to be a fun couple of days.
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
I think I may have discovered the problem with the pool's green problem. I think I needed to adjust the vents of my the floating chlorine thing. Or so the pool guy tells me. After a hundred bucks (or so) of spending, of course.
78° in the pool, I don't care if it's St. Patrick's Day green, I'm using that bad boy.
The long circle jerk of my flood insurance is about complete. When I originally got my house I didn't think I needed flood insurance until the very day I was to close. So the broker "helped" by getting me the policy. When I went to renew this year, it turned out they didn't even have this certificate to actually have insurance anyway. It was a total cluster (and I won't get into it being a GD scam that I have to pay for friggin insurance). So I'm like, "screw this". And I went paid for the certificate myself (three bills) just to be done with these jack asses.
So today, I go to a new agent and he plugs in the numbers and it was indeed refreshing to have shit explained to me. GD refreshing. He reviewed the previous policy and I had insurance against the total value of the house, including the land. It should have been obvious before, but a flood doesn't typically ruin the land; it'll still have value so I'm not supposed to insure that. Then the amount of the current policy still seemed high so the agent called up my mortgage company. Turns out that I only need flood insurance against 80% of the loan. And then I had an exorbitant amount for contents, four times what I really need. So I was paying for flood insurance (which isn't likely to happen anyway) for twice the amount I needed to. Man, I love competent people. And it was a father/son operation so I think I'm in good hands.
So today, I go to a new agent and he plugs in the numbers and it was indeed refreshing to have shit explained to me. GD refreshing. He reviewed the previous policy and I had insurance against the total value of the house, including the land. It should have been obvious before, but a flood doesn't typically ruin the land; it'll still have value so I'm not supposed to insure that. Then the amount of the current policy still seemed high so the agent called up my mortgage company. Turns out that I only need flood insurance against 80% of the loan. And then I had an exorbitant amount for contents, four times what I really need. So I was paying for flood insurance (which isn't likely to happen anyway) for twice the amount I needed to. Man, I love competent people. And it was a father/son operation so I think I'm in good hands.
 This was taken on the ground floor of the parking structure across from my office. I'm glad to see it has probably been standing less than five years and is already falling apart. Comforting. |
Monday, May 23, 2005
  I guess it is only appropriate to post a picture of the Pusser's in a most nautical scene. Well, old timers will know who's that next to the coffee cup. They might not care, but they'll know. |
So I busted open this box from S. Money and there's like 19 books (more Dewey Lambdin, Owen Parry, George MacDonald Fraser along with some other stuff). But here's the kicker, there's a sampler bottle of Pusser's Rum; the official rum of the British Navy. He's the best ever.Some of these I've already read (some I own, but I'm Paul to S. Money's Jesus. I've got to spread the WORD!
Labels: drinking, reading, s. money
OK, so I was off about Elden Campbell off the bench, but the Pistons win!
Labels: basketball, sports
Oh, S. Money is the bomb! He sent a parsel post via tramp steamer or something. For six and a half bucks I have this huge ass box of books. I thin he was singe when he sent it, but as long as the Cock Flashy and Gore Vidal novels are here, what do I care?
Labels: s. money
A functioning Monday: not hungover, not strung out from lack of sleep. This day is going much better than last week, that's for sure. Even the shittiness of the office is fine with a level head.
Well, after a couple days off it is time for the Pistons to start kicking ass again. I see the Pistons in six, at the most. And they'll win tonight. Watch out for Antonio McDyess and seldom seen Elden Campbell to take care of Shaq off the bench. Well, when Ben Wallace isn't doing that.
And for people talking about Dwyane Wayde, watch for him to get stuffed by Tayshaun Prince.
And for people talking about Dwyane Wayde, watch for him to get stuffed by Tayshaun Prince.
Labels: basketball, sports
I don't know what people need in their homes to make them go back to sleep when they wake up at 5:30, but I need that thing. Watering my herbs, continuing my reading of The Ten Thousand and washing some dishes killed some time before forcing myself to thrirty or fourty more minutes of sleep.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
After neary 36 hours continous running, my damn pool is still not blue. And this is after two different trips to the pool place, countless testings that all come back fine, and tons of cash in chemicals being tossed in. Damn thing's going to get filled in.
These damn home fix-up shows. I was fine when there was just shit inside, but when they've got people fixing up people's back yards with pools. That just ain't right to make a broke man want to spend some money. Jebus, please!
Labels: house
Working outside when it's past 95 isn't the smartest idea out there, but I do have Italian parsley, thyme, and three varieties of basil to show for it.
Saturday, May 21, 2005
I just learned that a Guinness pint glass can take approximately two and one half cups of water. This is a night of revelations. Now I think I deserve two and one half cups of Guinness.
I'm seasoning a couple of cast iron pans and listening to the new System of a Down albums I bought. I seriously doubt those two activities have ever occurred at the same time before. I am a trend setter.
Oh, and my door bell keeps sounding off every fifteen minutes or so, I look out and nobody's there. Between the mystery of the stolen chainsaw, and the randomly opened doors, I got the makings of a great murder mystery; I just hope its not me.
So how's your Saturday night?
Oh, and my door bell keeps sounding off every fifteen minutes or so, I look out and nobody's there. Between the mystery of the stolen chainsaw, and the randomly opened doors, I got the makings of a great murder mystery; I just hope its not me.
So how's your Saturday night?
Well, just got back from the new Star Wars movie. I'll post a review eventually, but to sum it up: George Lucas still needs to have his teeth knocked in. Or out. In/out, whatever it takes to stop this madman.
I woke up in the middle of the night from a friggin nightmare about work. Something's got to be done about that.
Friday, May 20, 2005
After an early exit from the office to take care of some business, JMVC came by and we met up with some of his friends at this new bar, Sherlock's. It seems pretty cheap with five dollar pitchers of Miller Lite. It is down the street, but I don't know if I get a good vibe about the place. Being close hasn't had me hit Trudy's North all that much. Maybe I'll give it another shot sometime soon.
Well, those two beers in the sun have knocked me out so I'm taking a undeserved nap. I'm supposed to play cards tonight and falling asleep at the table isn't the best strategy for victory.
Well, those two beers in the sun have knocked me out so I'm taking a undeserved nap. I'm supposed to play cards tonight and falling asleep at the table isn't the best strategy for victory.
I need to pour blue water into my pool because I think that's the only way that thing's changing color. Maybe I'll just fill the hole in and be done with that pain in the ass.
Thursday, May 19, 2005
I'm turning into Lord Sleepmore of Posturepedic or something. Another nap after getting back from work. I think I'll have to make sure not to do anything tomorrow but stay up.
And I had this dream that I had my old boss and some project was messed up. Almost like reality just with the old boss. And I don't think its a good sign when you're dreaming during a nap.
And I had this dream that I had my old boss and some project was messed up. Almost like reality just with the old boss. And I don't think its a good sign when you're dreaming during a nap.
Labels: dreams
I saw all these little bugs running around my cabinet and I was all pissed off. Mostly because the bug guy had been here relatively recently. Anyway, I clear off the most offensive coutner and check the stuff out. Turns out I had an open packet of pancake batter in there. It looked like a high school science experiment in that thing.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
mobile post: sleeeepy
I have empirical evidence that taking a nap around 8:30 PM is not a good idea. I couldn't fall asleep later, was up until nearly 2, and still was up at 7. And then I had a nice meeting to start the day with getting slammed (and not like my typical booze-fest-slam). I need some crack or something to keep going today.
Labels: sleep
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
This day isn't going to turn any better so I think I'll have to work through this hangover. I had hoped this video conference would end early and I'd be able to go home for a power nap, but I'm forced to go back to my real office (the video was at a different facility downtown) for a few more calls. This day blows.
I'm not going to lie to you, mistakes were made last night. Expensive mistakes. margaritas at lunch, especially strong-ass ones, are not advisable to a man on a budget like myself. Nor was the ten hours of partying afterwards. At least I got to bed before midnight.
And don't lend your shirt to a stripper; you're then forced to walk around in a t-shirt.
And don't lend your shirt to a stripper; you're then forced to walk around in a t-shirt.
Monday, May 16, 2005
Screw this, I'm going to meet up with Bubba for lunch and work from home the rest of the day. I was supposed to be on vacation today. A quick lunch and a nap and I'll be right as rain.
Labels: bubba
Oh yeah, the new Rudy's is open near the office. Good times!
I'm just beat. Vegas for the weekend takes a lot out of you. I was supposed to have today off, but I need to go in the office to make the rest of the week somewhat bearable.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Eventually me and The Saw got up and loaded up our walking cooler. Then I realized my packing technique actually required the backback for my shite, so I had to cram all my shit into my suitcase. Good thing because I couldn't walk around Las Vegas knowing I could have a cold beer anytime and not. I'd surely die.
Anyway, we headed down and headed with the intention of eating at The Buffet at The Bellagio (that's a lot of "the's" ), but we just couldn't do it. All of the drinking finnally took a toll. The Saw tried to blame it on the White Russian, but there's no way the "Adult Milkshake" could cause such problems.
After wandering around for some more action on The Stip we continued to avoid food (but not because of the White Russians!) before ending back up at Paris and their sports book. After a couple winning races, this guy sits next to us and starts a-chatting. Within moments it is obvious that this guy is a BIG MONEY HUSTLA. He's got throw away bets for $800 on worhtless baseball games and halftime point spreads. WTF? Anwyay, he embarrasses himself when he wants to give me his card and he can't get into his valeted car. The price of fame, I guess.
We eventually get some food at some casino before heading back to the LV Hilton. Then the fun started: we get back and tried to check in for our flights. I say "try" only for me as The Saw was fine. See, it's pretty tough to check in for a flight that's scheduled for tomorrow. I had to drop another $100 to fly out today. Good times!
And now, to the airport before I have to spend any more cash.
Anyway, we headed down and headed with the intention of eating at The Buffet at The Bellagio (that's a lot of "the's" ), but we just couldn't do it. All of the drinking finnally took a toll. The Saw tried to blame it on the White Russian, but there's no way the "Adult Milkshake" could cause such problems.
After wandering around for some more action on The Stip we continued to avoid food (but not because of the White Russians!) before ending back up at Paris and their sports book. After a couple winning races, this guy sits next to us and starts a-chatting. Within moments it is obvious that this guy is a BIG MONEY HUSTLA. He's got throw away bets for $800 on worhtless baseball games and halftime point spreads. WTF? Anwyay, he embarrasses himself when he wants to give me his card and he can't get into his valeted car. The price of fame, I guess.
We eventually get some food at some casino before heading back to the LV Hilton. Then the fun started: we get back and tried to check in for our flights. I say "try" only for me as The Saw was fine. See, it's pretty tough to check in for a flight that's scheduled for tomorrow. I had to drop another $100 to fly out today. Good times!
And now, to the airport before I have to spend any more cash.
Labels: drinking, gambling, the saw, travel
Well last night was pretty crazy, and that's just after the official "bachelor party" events ended. There was the cab driver singing songs and talking matter-of-factly about nailing strippers; wandering into casinos with 40 ounce beers and flasks of vodka with the only concern from the casino crews being the paper bags; opening up a new Pai Goi table when the other limits didn't set with us; and staying out until 7 am. Well, that last one isn't new.
The Saw and I need to kill some time today before heading out of dodge.
The Saw and I need to kill some time today before heading out of dodge.
Labels: drinking
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Today was a good day: woke up late (after a whole 3 hours sleep) then The Saw and I decided to hit the strip. Good thing I had tossed some ice on the beers before going back to bed, so we had a couple to walk around with when inspiration struck: why not make my backpack into a walkaround cooler? Vegas gives out free drinks when gambling, but not for just walking around the town. So with a bag full of ice and beer, a good day began.
Our mode of transportation to The Strip was going to be the relatively new (and operational) Las Vegas Monorail. I was against that thing initially (well, rather I was against going staying at the LV Hilton because it was inconveniently located but the monorail made that point moot; the thing is quick and cheap), but I'm now pro-Monorail and moving towards that way with the LV Hilton.
So we headed down to the last stop of the monorail, the MGM Grand, and began wandering around. He has never been to Vegas and I think the 20 minute walk just to get out of MGM was a bit of a surprise to him. We took some pictures around there before ending up at New York New York and ate at Nine Fine Irishmen. I'm glad NFI is new or I'd have gone here every time I've been to LV. The portions generous and food good.
After that, we continued going north trying to find a sports book to take a plus/minus wins bet for neolefty. Apparently that bet's been pulled, but we eventually settled at Paris and their sports book. neolefty changed his bet to a couple on the Lakers game.
Anyway, I think this is where The Saw really warmed to Vegas. Sitting in the sports book, making minimal bets on horses, watching live sports and getting Bud Light after Bud Light. And when they were a bit slow, we just hit our little cooler.
A bit more places were hit before heading back to the hotel for some power naps. It's going to be a long night ahead.
Our mode of transportation to The Strip was going to be the relatively new (and operational) Las Vegas Monorail. I was against that thing initially (well, rather I was against going staying at the LV Hilton because it was inconveniently located but the monorail made that point moot; the thing is quick and cheap), but I'm now pro-Monorail and moving towards that way with the LV Hilton.
So we headed down to the last stop of the monorail, the MGM Grand, and began wandering around. He has never been to Vegas and I think the 20 minute walk just to get out of MGM was a bit of a surprise to him. We took some pictures around there before ending up at New York New York and ate at Nine Fine Irishmen. I'm glad NFI is new or I'd have gone here every time I've been to LV. The portions generous and food good.
After that, we continued going north trying to find a sports book to take a plus/minus wins bet for neolefty. Apparently that bet's been pulled, but we eventually settled at Paris and their sports book. neolefty changed his bet to a couple on the Lakers game.
Anyway, I think this is where The Saw really warmed to Vegas. Sitting in the sports book, making minimal bets on horses, watching live sports and getting Bud Light after Bud Light. And when they were a bit slow, we just hit our little cooler.
A bit more places were hit before heading back to the hotel for some power naps. It's going to be a long night ahead.
Labels: neolefty
mobile post: day two about to start
But not before I in back to sleep. We ended up getting some grub at Denny's after the GD service at the Golden Horseshoe forced us to leave. We stuffed ourselves like Kings then stopped of for some brews at the strangest place here: greasy spoon slash find store slash liquor store slash overall shit hole. But it then I realized my dining mistake when I say Carl's Junior. I almost stopped in for a Ranch Crispy just cause. So I think the strip eventually today, but now sleep.
mobile post: I'm here
Arrived a few minutes late in Vegas, and I'm already down five bucks.
Friday, May 13, 2005
mobile post: on my way...
and not home sweet home. We made the flight with time to spare and time to drink a couple Lone Stars that The Saw brought. Those campings skills of his come in handy.
mobile post: shipping update
I called up the hotel and there's no package there waiting for me. Nothing better than losing before even getting to Vegas. Let's hope their claims of no Saturday delivery are false.
mobile post: heading to the airport
Ok, I left twenty minutes late but I figure I still have two hours. That's pretty good for me. Let's just hope the rumors of minimal traffic are true.
Well, that's interesting. Other folk's can't check in. I might be the only one.
Damn Road Runner went down just when I was able to check in for my flight tomorrow. I still go the first group to board so I can't complain all that much. But I still will!
Thursday, May 12, 2005
So my brother bought some ice cream before he left. I recall him mentioning something about the vanilla not being so good, but maybe it'd be ok for floats. Tonight I decide to make myself a float. And guess what? There wasn't a drop of the ice cream gone.
I'll let you draw your own conclusion, but I think somebody broke in and replaced my ice cream. Purpose: unknown.
I'll let you draw your own conclusion, but I think somebody broke in and replaced my ice cream. Purpose: unknown.
This has to be the best all day conference call ever! I've managed to clean the pool (though still it still is a hazy shade of green), do some laundry, take a little nap, make myself lunch, and listen to this crazy call. I just hope it doesn't run over tomorrow because I have to get to Vegas and lose some money.
Labels: work
So when you get less than five hour sleep and go hack to bed with little over an hour to spare hitting the snooze isn't such a good idea. Good idea this 8 am conference call (yet another one) hasn't reallly kicked off yet.
It ain't no fun waking up 4:30 am, I'm hear to tell you. At least I've done some work and cleaned up a bit. What's some clean pots in comparison to a good night's sleep?
So much for getting caught up on sleep before Vegas. I guess I can go back to sleep for another hour.
So much for getting caught up on sleep before Vegas. I guess I can go back to sleep for another hour.
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
Holy shit, I forgot that Chilly was meeting up with my Florida brother for that Devil Rays-White Sox game in Tampa. At the very least I should've been checking the score during the day, but I really should've called up. I guess I can't be there for everyone all the time. Who would've thunk it? So there are limitations to my power...
Labels: chilly
This has to have been one of the worst working days I've had in a long, long time. And it isn't even noon yet. One good thing is that I'm on this new team or the old boss would be bearing her fangs.
Vegas is only a couple days away, that's all I have to keep on saying. Vegas!
Vegas is only a couple days away, that's all I have to keep on saying. Vegas!
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
I just had a great idea: ship myself shit to Vegas. Why would I do that? For one, I'll get my zippo for out there, but more importantly it'll be cool. Imagine this: me showing up at the front desk and having a box waiting for me. I think I'll pack in some Backwoods and some other random shit. Maybe a bottle of booze and some shot glasses! Now we're talking.
I'll need to get something out tonight so it'll have enought time to get there. Three full days should be more than enough time.
I'll need to get something out tonight so it'll have enought time to get there. Three full days should be more than enough time.
  I forgot, I have a couple of out-of-focus pictures of me from Saturday night. When the phone is your number one camera, there is a problem. Obviously, we'll ignore the problem of me getting loaded. |
mobile post: late night
Man, I can not fall asleep, but I did manage to delete like thirty unread (and unwanted) emails Yahoo emails. And don't forget about the countless read emails. Though I did forget to make this post and am forced to from my room, but that's worthy of forgetting.
Labels: sleep
Monday, May 09, 2005
So I can take booze on the flight to Vegas. That seems a little controversial.
Man, the day moves a lot quicker when you come into the office at 12:15. Much better than dealing with phone calls at 7:30 am, that's for sure.
I was woken up by a work call telling me a project I own was being audited. And this wasn't even part of the fire drill/cluster fuck that I stayed late for Friday. This is going to be a good week.
Sunday, May 08, 2005
I totally forgot (due to being hungover) about getting some pictures developed for Chilly. He's heading to Florida on a little vacation and was going to stop off to see my brother (long story short, his wife and my sister-in-law are pen pals of the electronic age). I figured I could send along some pics of the updated house for my brother to share with my family, but that's not going to happen.
And I need to do some work and have zero motivation right now. So tonight could be a long night.
And I need to do some work and have zero motivation right now. So tonight could be a long night.
Labels: chilly
Bubba just left because I was being a bad host. I had to pass back out after playing Halo. I was getting sea sick playing that thing.
And I need an ice pack or something; my whole right side is all sore. And there's a hunk of my shoe missing. Last night was something special.
And I need an ice pack or something; my whole right side is all sore. And there's a hunk of my shoe missing. Last night was something special.
Labels: bubba
Saturday, May 07, 2005
mobile post: flicker, flicker little flame
So I'm at the Muse/Razorlight show about a quarter the way from the stage and I head back because its too packed up. I wasn't so much claustrophobic, I was just tired of being crowded. Well in back, I have plenty of space and enjoy it until I look around and realize I've excused myself to the old timers and family section. Time to get that mail order bride and end it all.
Labels: music
So Chilly and I went out to lunch and the subject of his baseball stadium tour came up. He was telling me about the tour he took of Skydome where this middle aged Scottish guy kept interuppting the tour with barbs like: where did that coupleget broken up, why is baseball so boring? Well, I think he told me it was a young kid, but I think it'd be funnier with a Groundskeeper Willie-type.
Labels: chilly
Friday, May 06, 2005
mobile post: alive and kicking
Well, the new phone took its inaugural fall and is still working. The first of many more.
Man, had to play a little game I like to call "cover my ass" as stay a bit late today. It won't lessen the firestorm for Monday, but it'll be a bit easier. And I'll have the weekend to work on my lies, I mean story.
And now I am off!
And now I am off!
Fat Boy agrees that I have a rolling the eye thing going on. I need to get it caught on video or something.
Observation from somedody at work: apparently, I have a way of rolling my eyes at someone w/out actually rolling my eyes.
Now that's a special skill.
Now that's a special skill.
I think my brother is actually going to leave today. After that hour long rambling discussion about everything under the sun last night, I can only hope. I can't say he hasn't helped quite a bit and the place is looking better than ever, but after two months plus it is more than time. And I knew it was time when he busted into my liquor last night...
Thursday, May 05, 2005
I called up Seerwah's house and he's in Mexico. Nobody cleared that with me.
Labels: seerwah
I think this must be "Offical Personality Poll" week, this time rolled into movies.
mobile post: Chick-Fil-A
Man, this place is loaded with mom's and their kids. Soccer mom central. Maybe incognegro already told me of that. I need to set up a booth or something.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
mobile post: a whole new world
The new Nokia 6320 is turning out to be the best investment I've made in a while; I can email folks from it and make posts to the site. Well, I think I can. So this should be interesting.
Find your pirate name, After Bubba's own heart. I'm Dread Pirate Rackham, but the funny thing is incognegro is Dread Pirate Cash and neolefty is Mad Sam Rackham. I didn't even know we all had so much in common. Or maybe it's just a shitty site.
Labels: neolefty
Monday, May 02, 2005
Man, getting a new phone takes a lot of work. I've spent the past couple hours trying to figure out some of the new functionality, specifically internet access. Buying this thing outside of Cingular was easier, but when the phone doesn't work with the old-school AT&T Wireless out of the box you have some issues. I was trying to track things down on both support sites before giving up and doing some searching on message boards. Finally figured it out, but I think I'm forced to get "real" Cingular service to take advantage of MMS and such. Damn them all!
And on another topic of interest, my brother is heading back to Michigan later in the week (I guess I could say "finally", but I won't). Now I have a hallway half-painted and a shed needing some trim (but don't we all?), but I think I can do that stuff on my own. In addition to finishing my entry way wall and my bathroom.
And on another topic of interest, my brother is heading back to Michigan later in the week (I guess I could say "finally", but I won't). Now I have a hallway half-painted and a shed needing some trim (but don't we all?), but I think I can do that stuff on my own. In addition to finishing my entry way wall and my bathroom.
A long weekend away and what do I have to look forward to this week? Muse and Razorlight at Austin Music Hall this coming Saturday. This show is going to, as they say in your country, rock. I need to check at the Hall to see if I can avoid the crazy surcharges by buying them directly there. And when I say "I", I mean JMVC.
I did manage to pick up one CD in that pretentious used CD store up in Ann Arbor, The Futureheads self-titled album. This is some good shit. Because of the weird rental car up there, I wasn't able to try it out until today and I'll be the first to admit (and the only one who can) that it was worth the wait. On guard!
Sunday, May 01, 2005
That was a nice little day of travelling: started off in Flint and had time for a shoe shine during my layover in Detroit. And had a John "Spider" Salley sighting in the Detroit airport. The only regret in this flight was that I missed a majority of the Pistons' game (though they ended up winning in OT so I can't complain too much).
Labels: basketball, sports
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