Job Search

Just like almost every other day, I came into work this morning. I logged on to the network with the computer registered to me. Then I turn on the test equipment, open the locked cabinets, jot down a few notes for my daily reports, check my voicemail, all while getting all the various programs I use daily open on the computer.

Then I usually check my email, both work and personal. Today, I clicked on the IE history button in search of a web page I visited yesterday. The very first thing I see are these websites:

http://jobsearch.usajobs.opm.gov/agency_search.asp

http://www.nasajobs.nasa.gov/

So it looks like my co-worker is using MY computer to search for a government job on company time. Great. Can’t wait for IT to flag that and let my boss what 'I' am up to here some of the time.

He is lucky he isn't here today.

In other happenings, my car is on the DL for at least two weeks.

Anyone got a car they want to sell me? Something reliable.

Testing, 1, 2, 3, testing.....

I answered some questions here.

and this is what I get in return:

Well, what's a rule if it's not meant to be broken? Although you're not quite there yet, you're only a few crazy nights away from officially becoming "naughty." You've broken your share of rules - perhaps had a few flings, taken some rather serious risks, embellished the truth every now and again to save your skin - but you're still nice when it counts. If it's dangerous, cruel, or really illegal, chances are you haven't done it. Which is probably just as it should be. We all like to walk on the wild side now and again (it can be so much fun to be bad!), but it's important to strike a balance and keep your urges in check. You're doing fairly well so far - keep up the good work!

What did you get?

D.O.A.

My car is dead. A tow truck has been summoned. This might be it though.

At least this didn't happen yesterday.

What did happen yesterday though, was Dusty baker pretty solidifing the fact that his team will be broken up in a before the trade deadline sale. Let's hope thae we actually get some good young talent from these up coming trades of the likes of Greg Maddux, Todd Walker, Phil Nevin, Matt Murton, and who knows what other pitchers...


Also, I would like to thank the following people for the Happy Birthday Wishes:

My Super Hot Girlfriend
Her kids and ex-husband
Aunt Patty
Concert Sister #1
Melmar
My Same Birthday Buddy TR
Mr. and Mrs. W.S.
Big and Tiny
My Girlfriends Co-Workers
The waitress who brought me that tasty destert last night
The Roommate and his Girlfriend

Poeple who did not acknowledge my special day at all include most of my immeidate family, guess after 30 the b-days don't count anymore, and that's about it.

It's Offical!

I'm Old.























Back to your daily business and get off my gawd damned lawn!

Yeah, so...

So this weekend, I have a few options, and I'm not really sure what I'll end up doing. Probably sitting at home, alone, with the lights off.

Option 1: Go to my sometimes friend's brother's 40th birthday party. It is $30, all you can swallow as far as booze goes, top shelf and everything. I tried to 'jump on' to this party... inviting a bunch of my friends to join my birthday party with a stranger's. So far, no one has responded at all on weather they are planning on going or not.

Option 2: Take in the Black Crowes concert over at Northerly Island. For $55. Sure it is the almost original line up, with Marc Ford ripping the lead guitar and Steve Gorman back on the skins, but $55 for a concert is way more than I usually like to pay.

Option 3: Head out with my girlfriend and her Japanese Sister for a night on the town. Sounds fun, maybe.

Option 4: Alone in my place with the lights off.

Most likely, I'll end up at Option 1, or Option 4.

Also on my agenda is a trip down to the old home place to visit my family, and another trip out to see my grandma and her new fake knee, and help move some big stuff from one place to another.

Next Week, I get older.. so does a little person I like a lot. A trip down to the new Toyota Field to install some equiptment and then a long weekend to celebrate America's Birthday. Hopefully this year no one's house I know will burn down.

For a Good Time Call

A good laugh has once again been provided to me by the White Sox Organization. Not only does their manager call a sports writer a 'fag' thus offending numerous people, he calls the same writer "a garbage" in a follow up press conference where he was apologizing for using the term 'fag'.

The actual quote is this:

"...that guy? He is a garbage, he will always be a garbage, he will die a garbage...."

Then for more laughs just tune into any local sports talk station and listen to the countless fans call in, with their heavy South Side accents defending their team manager. For those of you not from the greater Chicago area, on the South Side words like 'eggs' are pronounced 'aigs'... I'm sure you have all heard the old 'Da Bulls, Da Bears' SNL skit... it is really just like that.

Current Status Report

I finally got up on time today, and feel like I am well rested. Only thing is that I slept funny and now my neck is stiff.

It is way freaking hot outside. Or maybe just really humid.. whatever, now I'm all sweaty and clamy.

I have found a cooking class that I want to take. Just need to make sure it isn't full, and to check and see if someone wants to join me.

I think I am going to help Concert Dad move some furniture today after work. If it isn't raining.

It's going to be my birthday again soon, and I am not even a little excited about it. Several people have asked what I want for my big day. All I really want is to lose about 20 lbs.

That's about it. Not too exciting is it.

Two Days in a Row

For the second time in as many days I woke up an hour later than I should be.

If it happens again, I am calling in sick that day, and staying home to sleep as much as I need to.

Pictures of the scene below

When Dreams Come True

ACT 1: The Pain

Time: 11:00PM

Place: My Bedroom

Scene: Me taking one back pain pill before I climb into bed. (Directions say adults take 2 every 6 hours)

ACT 2: The 'Dream'

Time: 1:something AM

Place: My Bathroom

Scene: Me, on the floor just coming to.

In a foggy haze I notice that the toilet has been urinated in, a quick check as I struggle to stand shows that I'm 'dry'. I flush, and walk out into the darkness.....

ACT 3: The Morning

Time: 6:48AM

Place: My Bedroom

Scene: Radio, with local spaz morning man Johnny B gently awakes me. I think to myself, "That was one messed up dream I had about waking up in the bathroom." I get out of bed, and go start the coffee machine. As the magic happens I head to the bathroom. AS soon as I flip on the light I see one completely crushed garbage can as I realize that was no dream.

At least I'm not the guy driving around the Oak Park area in a PT Crusier with the Ghostbusters symbol painted on the hood.

***please note that ONLY 1 pill was taken, no booze or anything else was ingested at all yesterday***

How Did You Get My Babysitter's Phone Number?

My Girlfriends Japanease Sister will be in town for a visit this week, which pretty much means I'll be left up to my own devices.

Fun things that I'll Be doing this week/weekend:

Science Experiments

Rock and Roll

Viva Puerto Rico!!! (translated: Please don't shoot me!!!)

Here's pictures of the current status of the fish tanks:

Party Time

It's that time of year again.

Shoot me an email if you want to come to my jump on to someone else's birthday party birthday party. It is on Saturday 6/24.

Quick Like Bunny

I tweaked my back last Friday. Now I am in semi constant pain. Cool.

Neighbors show new level of idiocy. The smoke alarm needed a new 9V. It was giving off the every 30 second chirp to let everyone know. It is right outside their front door. The chirping started Wednesday morning. I was home for all of 4 minutes yesterday before the sound was all Tell Tale Heart like to me and it was either go upstairs and kill the neighbors, or change the stupid battery. I changed the battery.

I am taking a whole new outlook with the inept at the office. I am going to do my best to try to 'teach him the force'. So far so good, but I don't know how long this is going to last.

I know secrets of Asian decent.

The updated version of The Omen wasn't bad if you consider Nextel's going off, school girls chatting about where they were going to sit and a group us children going nuts during the freaking movie a good time. Top it off with 3 minutes of "Oh My Gawd, you jumped so high" chatting after every semi scary part.

Par for the Course

So yesterday I had a post all typed up and ready to post. It was cleverly written, and witty. I think it was my best post yet. You know, that pinnacle post that really gets me noticed in the blog world.

Then blogger ate it. I tried in vain to recreate it, but the words, the feelings, everything was lost.

Here's a random photo from my vast collection of random photo's.

I'm Back

So I am back in the office after a few days off.

No need to mention that absolutely nothing got done here while I was off. Nothing. No repairs, no estimates, nothing was shipped, or put away.


How can I ever go away for more than a few days?

Power Revealed....

So I made thetrip out to the Dr. Office to get my radioactive test results this morning. I guess my newly acquired super power is the ability to make much more stomach acid than most people. So look out world..

Chicago People:
FREE SHOW TONIGHT!

Cougars w/ Just a Fire (CD Release) and Catamount
Monday night (TONIGHT), June 5th @ Empty Bottle
1035 N. Western Ave.
21+, FREE!

Catamount starts after 9pm, followed by the others...ROCK!

Well, I have to get back to napping.