At Least It's a Stick

I went out this weekend and bought a new car. I have been trying to put this off for a long time. I did not want a payment and as of September, I am getting my Mustang back from my brother and his girlfriend when they move to L.A. However, looming possible unemployment and recieving news that my Mustang is starting to deteriorate(It is a 96 and has been through hell). I am planning on restoring it when I get it back and coverting it into a GT, since I decided a new one is just not feasable in my current situation. So I settled for a cheaper new car. Very base model, since I plan on making my Mustang the toy. Best thing about base models, they have manual transmissions.


Here it is.


My New Car





I WISH! For real though here is my new car.


My New Car


That is my car a bright-ass red(I really am going to need to invest in a radar detector now) 2005 Chevy Cobalt. I used to own a Cavalier(also a base model '89) and it was the most fun car I have owned, to drive. So this one should be, too. I am just glad that I can drive something other than my work van around town. I will no longer look like a soccer mom.

Hijacked!!

Larry, you should really change your password...

I just remembered that way back when I helped Larry set up this blog, he had given me his password. So here's my fun for the night:

*He cries when he watches E.T. ("bawls like a baby" is closer)
*He likes to watch "Working Girl". A lot.
*And he sings along with that damn Carly Simon song at the end.
*He once farted, and made his ex's friend puke out the side of their van.
(He actually called me as this was happening. Here's what transpired:

ME: Hello?
LARRY: I just farted, and it made "A" puke!!
ME: What?!
LARRY: I just farted, and it made "A" puke!!
ME: Who *is* this?? [I knew damn-well who it was.]
LARRY: IT's MEEEE!!!!
ME: [laughing hysterically]

I could actually hear "A" wretching in the background. Funniest damn phone call I've ever gotten.)
*He once got hit in the eye with a rock (while playing hockey) and we all called him "One-Eyed Willie" for a week (poor bastard had to wear this god-awful eye-patch. AARRGGH!!).
*He used to start fights with the older kid that lived across the street EVERY DAY AFTER SCHOOL. He always lost. :)
*He once had his shoelaces tied together by a neighbor because Larry poked fun at his McDonald's apron. It took him forever to get them undone. (He's a glutton for punishment, Dani, so that should make you happy.)
*The first day of seventh grade, I ignored him because he wore his socks up to his knees. (Someone actually yelled, "PULL YOUR SOCKS DOWN, RETARD!!" and he didn't even know they were yelling AT HIM.)
*He once got flipped the bird by an old lady when a bunch of us were playing tag in the street, and he didn't get out of her way fast enough. (We had been waiting for the school bus.) It was awesome.


I guess that's all I can think of right now. (Sorry, Larry, I had to do it. I was feeling mischievous...)


VIVA LA STEPH!

"X" Marks the Spot...

It definitely isn't treasure, but, it'll have to do.

So here's what you do. When you read this, you're supposed to answer the questions too. The "x" means you've done whatever's listed.

() Smoked a joint (I was always afraid I would like it too much. Then I would have one more thing to waste my money on.)
() Been in a wet t-shirt contest
(x) Crashed a car
() stolen a car
(x) Been in love
() Had a threesome
(x) Been dumped
() Shoplifted
() Been fired
(x) Been in a fist fight(Most of them were during hockey games, but, I've had a few good ones)
(x) Snuck out of the house
(x) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
() Been arrested
() Made out with a stranger
(x) Gone on a blind date
(x) Lied to a friend
(x) Had a crush on a teacher(6th Grade, Miss. S)
() Been to Europe
(x) Skipped school
(x) Seen someone die
() Been to Canada (workin on it)
() Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(x) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show(I have a decent story about this but it is visual)
() Thrown up in a bar
(x) Purposely set a part of yourself on fire
(x) Eaten Sushi(ick)
() Been snowboarding(I would try it but it would take away from skiing time)
() Met someone from the internet in person (workin on it)
(x) Been moshing at a concert
() Been in an abusive relationship
(x) Taken painkillers
(x) Love someone or miss someone right now (I have family and friends from one side of the country to the other, hell, one is in Europe at the moment)
(x) Laid and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) Made a snow angel
() Had a tea party
(x) Flown a kite
(x) Built a sand castle
(x) Gone puddle jumping
() Played dress up
(x) Jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) Gone sledding
(x) Cheated while playing a game
(x) Been lonely
(x) Fallen asleep at work/school
(x) Used a fake ID(all the time for work)
(x) Watched the sunset
(x) Felt an earthquake
(x) Touched a snake
(x) Slept beneath the stars
(x) Been tickled
() Been robbed
(x) Been misunderstood (frequently)
(x) Pet a reindeer/goat (both)
(x) Won a contest
(x) Run a red light (all the time for work)
() Been suspended from school
(x) Been in a car accident (was in a truck that flipped. we had it righted by the time the police got there. "Just an oil leak officer." There was mirror parts and oil all over and the whole drivers side a roof were fucked.)
() Had braces
(x) Felt like an outcast
() Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
(x) Had deja vu
(x) Had deja vu
(x) Danced in the moonlight
(x) Hated the way you look
(x) Witnessed a crime
() Pole danced
() Been obsessed with post-it notes
(x) Walked barefoot through the mud
(x) Been lost
() Been to the opposite side of the world
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like dying
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
(x) Played cops and robbers
() Recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
(x) Sung karaoke (´Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter
Clarence Carter, ooooh shit, Clarence Carter´)
(x) Paid for a meal with only coins
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(x) Made prank phone calls when you were younger
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue
() Danced naked in the rain
(x) Written a letter to Santa Claus
(x) Been kissed under the mistletoe
(x) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
() Had a bonfire on the beach
() Crashed a party
(x) Gone rollerblading
(x) Had a wish come true
() Worn pearls
() Jumped off a bridge
() Screamed the word penis in public
() Ate dog/cat food
() Told a complete stranger you loved them
() Kissed a mirror
(x) Sang in the shower
() Owned a little black dress
(x) Had a dream that you married someone
() Glued your hand to something
(x) Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole (just testing out what I saw in a movie. Most of you should know what one I am talking about)
() Kissed a fish
() Worn the opposite sex's clothes
() Been a cheerleader
(x) Sat on a roof top
(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs
() Done a one-handed cartwheel
(x) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) Stayed up all night
() Didn't take a shower for a week
() Picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) Climbed a tree
() Had a tree house
(x) Are NOT scared to watch scary movies (very few get me. There are some though)
(x) Believe in ghosts
() Have more than 30 pairs of shoes (thank God, I lost them in the divorce)
() Worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say
() Gone streaking
(x) Played chicken (all the time for work)
(x) Been skinny dipping
(x) Been pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on
(x) Been told your beautiful by a complete stranger
(x) Broken a bone (foot from slap shot)
(x) Been easily amused (everyday)
(x) Caught a fish then ate it
(x) Caught a butterfly
(x) Laughed so hard you cried
(x) Cried so hard you laughed
(x) Mooned/flashed someone
(x) Had someone moon/flash you (one guy I know is so talented he mooned me while driving on the PA Turnpike. I almost crashed my van, I was laughing so hard)
(x) Cheated on a test
(x) Forgotten someone's name (all the time)
(x) Slept naked
(x) French braided someone's hair
(x) Grown a beard

Also, G.D., I didn't know you were so popular with veterans. Today, while driving home from work, I saw a license plate that said VET4GD. LMAO. Looks like I'm not your only disciple in the St. Louis area.

Also, welcome yet another of my friends to the blogosphere. AspenPeanut (AKA rhymes with RAKE!). She is already prolific.

"The Steaks Were So High"

I was listening to the radio today, while working(big surprise, what else am I going to do?). I heard one of the DJs mention this. I watched it and maybe it is just me but, damn. I was laughing my ass off. My dad owns a large farm in southern MO and used to own quite a few cattle. My brothers and I used to help out(my older brother and I never lived there, my two younger brothers really didn't have a choice). I remember herding the cattle to the coral for various reasons. One year my dad had the misfortune of having a crazy cow. She would seperate from the herd and then, as cattle do, some would just blindly follow her. It got really frustrating. We finally managed to get them all in the coral, even with my brother Andy running around like an idiot(sorry, bro, I can still see you in my head chasing the stragglers and spooking them more than they already were). Now, I find myself wondering if that damn cow was just trying to kill time until the chickens got there(you'll see).

Newbie

Hey all, I just wanted to point out the new link under idiots I know. Pumpkin Nutz. He just put up his blog tonight and as of this posting only has a test post, but, when he gets going it is sure to be entertaining. Be gentle, though. He is like a spoon in a drawer full of knives.

Big Gun

When I am done in the PI biz(which is going to be soon) I am going to miss driving all over the place and seeing some cool shit. Today, on my way to a claiment's home I was driving along and saw this:


Mail Gun

Every so often I see something that just blows me away. No pun intended. I stopped, turned around and took a picture so that I could share this with everyone. I don't know if anyone will be nearly as impressed with it as I was, but, damn, someone is creative.

Five Questions From Ltlme

I got this little questionaire from ltlme. I have seen it on several blogs including Lab Boy's. If anyone wants me to interview them the rules are located at the bottom of the post.


1. You're offered 5 millions dollars, but there's a catch. If you accept the money, you lose 7 years of your life. What would you do and why?

First, it depends on how many years I have left to live. Do I know that information? If not I probably would take the money, because my personal philosphy is: Why do anything that I don't like just to live longer so I can do those things for that much longer. I definitely don't like turning down five million dollars.

2. What is the worst thing you've done in your life?

One of my greatest regrets is when a guy who was somewhat a friend of mine in highschool(He was a huge dork, but, I was not much better off myself) walked up to me at the beginning of my sophmore year and was talking to me. At the time I was trying desperately to hang out with the "cool" kids and tried to shoo him away. He asked if I was just going to stop talking to him. My reply was, "yes".

that was the last time I spoke to him. for the next 3 years I would see him in the halls. I avoided him, not to try to be cool but because I was so ashamed of what I did I couldn't face him.

All that to hang out with a bunch of kids that didn't really give a shit about me. The guy was never one of my best friends but he was, in the short time I knew him, a better friend than any of the others ever were or could have been.

That was the main thing in my life that made me realize that I had to do things not to be cool but to just be me. If that meant being a social outcast, so be it, at least i would be happy. that approach has helped me live a happy life without many regrets. I am still ashamed that I had 3 years to apologize and could not swallow my pride enough to do it. I hope he is at the reunion next year.

3. You have to dress up as a drag queen and perform two songs. Which celebrity would you dress as and what would you sing?

Nice question. I would dress up as Bette Midler and butcher "Wind Beneath My Wings" and finish it off with my rendition of Bette singing "I'm Too Sexy".

4. What one person do you dislike the most and why? (This can include any historical figure.)

Too easy. I dislike my ex-wife the most of anyone. I gave her my whole self. I sacrificed my personal goals so she could persue hers. I gave up time with my friends and family to support her. I gave her as much as I could possibly give her. She repaid me by being too much of a coward to tell me she was leaving(she tried to do it while I was out of town and told me she was just doing it to "try to push me to change". Change what, I had nothing left of the original me except my family, friends and faith. I had given her everything I possibly could. I loved, I communicated, I trusted, I lost. She tried to hook up with someone else while I was out of town). I had to find out from one of her best friends and her boss that she was going to leave. Then when I flew back in to town to see her off she would not even come over to tell me in person. She's dishonest, selfish and a coward.

5. If you had the opportunity to make a positive impact for all living kind (humans, as well as non-humans) what would you do?

Very deep question. However, I have no answer for this. If I did, I would have done it by now and all of you would know what it was from the many news items that would have infiltrated every facet of media you use in your lives.


THE RULZ:
Please post your answers on your blog. If other bloggers want to be interviewed, you must interview them if they ask you by:

1. Leaving you a comment saying 'interview me please'
2. You will respond by asking you five questions here on their blog (not the same questions you see here)
3. They will update their blog/site with the answers to the questions
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions


new to this post: I found this at Apple's blog.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Third Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Moderate
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

Old Friend

I went down to the radio station this afternoon to pick up the tickets that I won. One of my childhood friends is the music director of one of the stations in the cluster that is run out of the same building. I had not seen this guy since my bachelor party over seven years ago and had not spoken with him in almost three years. I figured since I was in the building I would look him up and see how he was doing.

We have a mutual friend that we both talk to(although I haven't even talked to him in a few months) so I have kept up with his life a little. However, since I last talked to him, he has gotten married, moved and had a daughter, who is now two years old. After talking to him, it just doesn't seem like it has been that long. Where does the time go. I am hoping to hang out with him in the near future, to catch up, because he was busy when I got there and ducked out of a meeting early to come down and say hi.

I know this is about the most boring posts I have put up. But, it was nice to see this guy after all this time and reconnect with a friend I grew up with.

I'M A WINNER!

Yeah, I know. I was surprised too.

I was driving home from my case today and the local alternative station, The Point, is running a best pick up line contest. Similar to Junegirl's, only I won concert tickets(NIN and Queens of the Stone Age) and a shot at a trip to Vegas to compete in the Duece Bigalow: Male Gigolo obstacle course and the GOLDEN BONER award that goes to the winner. Being only slightly interested in NIN and Queens of the Stoneage, I just hope I get really lucky and bag the trip to Vegas. If I win, I will be accepting bribes to see who goes with me and holds the videocamera while I thoroughly embarass myself.

The Best Practical Joke Ever(Or Not)

Tonight I attended one of best friend's grandfather's visitation. Afterwards, some of us went out for dinner at the local TGI Fridays. Joe(the friend mentioned above) was there with his wife and 2 small children. His brother was there with his wife, daughter and mother-in-law. His sister was there. His aunt and uncle were there. And, the Steph and I completed the guest list for dinner.

After a while Joe had to take his infant son to the bathroom to change his diaper(the kid's diaper, not Joe's. Joe is getting better about holding it, so he doesn't have to change his nearly as often. Yes, Joe, that is an old age=incontenence reference, I couldn't resist.) After, he came back to the table and we had been talking for a few moments, his aunt looked at him and asked, "Where's the baby?" without skipping a beat, he exclaimed, "Oh my God! I left him in the bathroom!", got up and ran for the bathroom. As soon as Joe's wife took a mental count of who was at the table she also bolted for the bathroom area. Myself and Joe's sister were laughing for a minute until we realized what he had done. At this point Joe's brother is asking what has happened. I wish I had a camera while watching him say, "HE WHAT!!" Priceless. After several moments, Joe and his wife had not returned, so his aunt got up to investigate, fearing the worst.

She came back to the table to explain to us that another of Joe's aunt and uncle as well as a few cousins and their significant others were seated at a table by the restroom and had the boy the whole time. Thank God Joe's wife likes a good practical joke. After everything settled down, his brother nicknamed Joe's wife Jackie Joyner Kathy, for her speedy departure and Joe's sister admitted to being the worst aunt ever for not noticing the boy was gone and then laughing before realizing the severity of the situation.

Knowing Joe, I was surprised he actually pulled it off without giving it away by laughing his ass off before he got out of sight. And I was sure Kathy was going to kill him. I wish you all could have been there, because, I know my writing skills are not doing this story any justice and it is one of the funniest things I have been witness to in a long time.

I Think I Am Repeating Myself

Which monkey are you?
Another pointless diversion from Bijouriel

I LOVE MONKEYS!

Thanks Duff.

Lucky

I am very lucky my little brother and Dad fix computers for a living. This Saturday, before I went out, I was cleaning. Part of my project was to clean up the rat's nest of cables behind my laptop so I could set up my external hard drive and start storing my extra stuff(pictures, work stuff, movies, etc) on the external. While cleaning up the mess of cables I managed to unplug my computer while it was on. Oops. After several hours of phone conversations with Brad, we managed to get the thing running. I had to leave for the party so I didn't get to check everything.

I woke up on Sunday and went to go blogging(yes I miss you people, sometimes) and could not get online. After yet another conversation with the brother, I reinstalled a driver or two and got on. I am so glad I didn't have to call the manufacturer's helpline or some tech guy from a store. This would have been a long weekend if I did. Now I just need to figure out the ins and outs of this external drive and how to get thinsgs where I want them.

I still don't want to know about computers, though. They piss me off too much.

I Guess I'm It.

You all know how I feel about meme's however this one is a pretty cool idea and someone thought enough of me to tag me so here goes.

What ten events would you care to witness if you could travel in time and observe them.

10. When man harnessed fire.
9. The drafting of the U.S. Constitution.
8. Bobby Orr's game winning goal(hockey fans know the one of which I speak. Unfortunately it sealed the fate of my beloved Blues).
7. Appomattox Court House.
6. My parents' wedding(they are divorced but I would have loved to see how they were, because I don't remember them together. I love both families I have been blessed to be a part of since their divorce).
5. The birth of my nephew.
4. Man's first hunt(I would love to know how we stopped scavenging).
3. Columbus "discovering" the New World.
2. The true Adam and Eve(evolution has always been one of my favorite subjects and I would love to see the first "humans").
1. Creation/Big Bang.

There it is. Anyone who wishes to do this one, please take it and let me know so I can see what interests you.

Does Anyone Remember MTV Beer

I have been searching for the MTV commercial where they spoof a beer commercial. "Pop it open. MTV." and "We didn't say you could drink it." were several of the lines in it. I have had zero luck. I enlisted the help of the Steph and she had zero luck. She did find this. Did anyone else ever see Leonard Part 6? Stupid Funny, that one.

Anyway, if any of you could find the commercial I am looking for I don't know what I would do for you. But, I will figure something out. I'm desperate. I am also looking for a copy of "The Running Man"(anime) directed by Kawajiri. It has nothing to do with the movie starring the Governator. It was a short film run on MTV's Liquid Television circa 1992. I am definitely a member of the MTV generation.

So Many Ones...

This weekend has not only been fun, but also, productive. I managed to clean up my living quarters finish most of my laundry, and spend an evening and early morning partying.

I don't like Jager Bombs.

As most of you know, last night was a friend's bachelor party. The above comment is one of the few things I learned while watching mostly naked women taking money from mostly drunk men. Do you know how hard it is for a man to learn anything while watching naked women? I also found out I don't like Killians Red. One more beer to cross off the list. It was one of the better beers I have tasted. One day I hope to find one I like. Another thing I learned is that I hate time limits at strip clubs. We had rented a party bus to transport us from the home we started at to the bars and back and only had it for 4 hours. I woke up this morning with $25 in ones in my pocket. I had no idea how much time we had left and had to replenish my stack of Georges. Turned out there was only about 15 minutes left after that. So many ones, so little time. Damn, If only I could have stayed a little longer, I could have come home without all those ones. The night, however, was a complete success. B's party was great and at the end of the night he could barely walk and could not unlock his front door without assistance. Everyone had fun and we didn't forget anyone at any of the bars.

Hopefully, I can finish my reports and get to hockey tonight and tomorrow night before heading back to the cubicle on wheels on Tuesday. Hope everyone is having as good a weekend as I am. Happy birthday Duff. Welcome back LB.

It WAS A Good Day

Today started out great. I got to work about 5 minutes after rolling out of bed, followed my person to work and got to come home after only about 5 hrs. I had to go back for a few hours in the afternoon but, managed to do laundry and converse with Penny and Mossy during my time off in between. As always that was more fun than a barrel full of monkeys. And, God knows I love monkeys. Right before I had to leave to go back my boss called and told me I had a case to work tonight until at least 9 possibly 11 and depending on the circumstances I may have to be back there at 6 tomorrow morning. The file is almost an hour away. I get to miss hockey one more night and probably miss out on going out with my friends afterward unless of course this case goes the way I want it to and I get off at 9. What are the odds?

This weekend is going to be so nice.

Everyone be safe and always remember my mantra:
Camera. Batteries. Camera. Batteries.

Now, I must be off.

What a Day

Sometimes, you know that it is going to be a bad day as soon as you get out of bed. Other times, it takes you a while to wake up enough to fully grasp that notion. Today started out with me waking up a half hour late and running out the door to get to my case at a reasonable time. In running out the door, I did not pack any food or drink, thinking I would pick it up at the gas station near the case. The case was about a half hour away fom home. When I got to the gas station, I used the fuel card that stays in the van to purchase gas and then went inside to buy my days nourishment. Whoops, I forgot my wallet at home. I debated going home and getting it but then it would be an hour later by the time I got back and this was a very important, time sensitive file that I was working today. I figured I would be okay as long as the person didn't go to a theme park or something. After waiting and watching for about 7 hours they finally left and stopped at a few large stores to do some shopping. I put together my bagcam to follow them into the store. Lo and behold, my bagcam has shot craps. Several month prior I had to rig it up after it broke and managed to get it working like new. I guess the repairs weren't permanent. So I waited outside the store to get some tape of the claimant at least loading the purchases into their vehicle. After several stops they decided to go to lunch. I love a free lunch. Couldn't get one though. Not only did I not have my wallet so I couldn't purchase it and bill the company, but, my bagcam is no longer in service so it would do me no good to go inside anyway.


Shitty Day

Oh well, tomorrow it is back to work on my street and then some much needed ice hockey in the evening.

Damn I Gotta Be Up Early Tomorrow

This will never happen again. I have worked seperate cases on next door neighbors before. I have even worked cases within a mile of my house in Philly and back here in the Lou. But, my case tomorrow is right up the street. I get to sleep in. Yay.

Now off to hockey. Yay.

Yo, Bartender, Jobu Needs a Refill

Well, since I got home from playing half of a league session of hockey in one night, took a shower and am now wide awake...

I gave up any organized hockey for most of the last three years due to time and money. Now that I am back I can not score a goal to save my life. It's not like I am not getting chances. I just can't finish. In every ice hockey league I have played in this is normal. I may score one or two a season. Not the last session tough. I managed to either hit the goalie or miss the net altogether on every chance I got. Roller hockey is a different story. I was never the top scorer on the team, but, I never had problems scoring goals about once a game on average. Tonight, through my teams four losses(we were outmatched but managed to stay competitive for 3 of the 4 games) I had more GOOD scoring chances than you can count on both hands. I managed to hit the goalie or shoot it wide several times I even hit the post and crossbar, but they always bounced off the wrong way. Good news is that the wide shots were missing by fractions of an inch to a few inches, which for those of you who have played with me know is not the norm, when I used to miss I missed big. Maybe I just need someone like good ol' Charlie standing in front using his head or maybe Sean, using his nuts(the goal scoring celebration to grabbing nuts in pain to goal scoring calebration to grabbing nuts in pain celebration of that goal is one of the best all time celebrations I have ever seen). But by missing by so little it is just making it more frustrating. I am seriously about to take up voodoo or some such tactic to possibly bless my stick. Maybe then I won't miss(Okay, I'll be realistic, maybe I won't miss on every shot).

Oh well, it was one of the best nights I have had in a long time. I really miss playing hockey on a regular basis with a few of the old teammates. Hell, we even got beat in the first game by one of our old nemises(SP?). So it made me feel like I was 22 again. That will change in the morning however, when the full body stiffness sets in and I am moving around like Frankenstien.

Anyway, it's off to bed for me so I might get a decent 3 to 4 hours tonight which is 3 to 4 more than I thought I would get. Sometimes, winning just prolongs the agony. The championship game probably hasn't even started yet.

Another Long Weekend

I don't mean another weekend of the 3-days-off variety, either. When I was out at the Wednesday ritual that has been come to be known as Happy Wednesday I was informed that there was going to be a roller hockey tournament fund raiser for a friend's travel team on Saturday. I haven't played any organized roller hockey in getting close to 3 years(for those of you that read me regular and actually make a habit of remembering things, you know I have only played twice in that time and that has been over the past month or so) and have been looking for a chance to do so...

I called my boss yesterday and told him I was going to need Sunday off. His response, "That's not going to be possible". Why? Because we are understaffed and one guy already has the weekend off. I know I bitch about working to much, but, damn, I took yesterday off as a personal day. If I hadn't I probably wouldn't have had a day off until next weekend when I am off for a much needed night of booze(may not partake, as I am not much of a drinker) and boobies(hopefully, we can avoid strippers of the Predator and West Virginia variety) for a friend's bachelor party.

...Back to this weekend. I am still going to be attending the tournament but I have to work all night tonight and all day on Saturday and Sunday. I hope my claimant(that's right I own the guy) goes to the thing he is "supposed" to be attending over the next 3 days cuz, it is at the same place as my tournament(what are the odds he will go) and I could play into the we hours of the morning and just sleep in my van waiting for him to return on Sunday morning. Here's to hoping.

Y'all have a great weekend. You will see me pop up tonight when I get home, to comment. But, I won't be arround for the rest of the weekend unless things go bad on the case and I get to come home early.

I Love...

Monkeys!

Okay, I was going for more of the organ grinder sort but just couldn't find a good image for it. I laugh every time I see a monkey dressed in the striped pants with the fez hat. If anyone can find a better image plese let me know and I will change it out.

Bad to Good

I woke up this morning at 5 a.m. feeling like ass and decided to call in to work. After I finally fell asleep I was awakened by a phone call from my poor mother. She is on vacation and probably spent the whole morning in her hotel room on the verge of tears. My brother and his girlfriend flew into London sometime today and nobody had heard from them, not her parents, our parents or the friend that they were going to stay with. The friend assured my brother's GF's mom that they should not have been anywhere near where the blasts were and he would call when he heard something. After reading reports, watching the news stations(probably the worst thing to do in these situations) and conversing with several friends for a few hours, we finally got word from his friend that they are okay and just searching for transport to get where they need to be. I always look forward to talking to my brothers and even sometimes with the Steph(:P). Now, I just want to tell them all I love them and can't wait to give them all a big hug. Steph, I will see you tonight so be prepared.

My thoughts and prayers go out to everyone effected by these bombings.

Live 8 Vidoes

The Steph sent me this link. I managed to watch a bit of the Floyd stuff and one DMB video the rest will have to wait for tomorrow. I never thought I would see Waters and Gilmour on stage together. AWESOME. Now let's hope they decide it was a good thing and tour together.

Relaxation and a Psycho Kitty

Here I sit at 10:30 p.m. trying to type a few short reports for work and wind down to bed and, well, my poor cat is on edge. The culprit, a moth. My cat is a great bugger. She loves to chase, catch, chew and spit out bugs. The problem is this damn moth is flying around the lights and every once in a while my computer. My kitty can't get anywhere near the lights. My computer is another story. All I can say about that is that my "lap" hurts. The damn cat gets so caught up and then I stop paying attention and return to my reports and BAM I have a kitty using my junk as a springboard to the table that my computer is situated on. OWWWWWWW! *&$#%!!!

I know she can't help it, and, hell she is fat enough that I don't want to discourage the excercise but damn. I guess I just have to pay a little more attention to what is going on around me.


The Fat One and the Dragon

Morning Off For a Chick Magnet

If only blogging translated to real life. *sigh*. -G.D. made an observation that several of my male friends(in town and blogging) have made over the past month or so: I have a lot of women posting comments on my blog. It makes me feel good about myself that women like me, because, what you "see" is really me so at least my personality isn't scaring you all away. However, I also am getting a lot of requests for posting a picture. I will, in time. I need to get a new job first, though. I know that the moment I post a pic of myself, I will be following a claimant and they will be a blogger who has seen my site and recognize me. That is my luck and it's a small world after all. -G.D. also said she has a theory as to why I am a "babe magnet". I would love to hear it. If you don't want to post it in comment form you can email it to me at panamajackass@gmail.com and I will gladly post it. This goes for any of you out there in blog land.

I have the morning off today. Not the whole day, but, I did get to sleep in and I feel completely refreshed and able to post and catch up on my reading before I have to head off to work for a few hours this afternoon. My week last week was not as busy as Duff's, but, it sure would have been nice to go to the zoo twice. Instead, I spent the last 3 days in Hannibal, MO and didn't even get to check out the national fence painting contest, the frog jumping contest, or visit any of the Samuel Clemens(Mark Twain) boyhood sites because the first 2 days I had to drive the 2 hours back home and attend friends' barbeques and last night I was not about to stick around when I could be home. The rest of my week was pretty much a bust last week. I worked 2 cases a day 3 days and the other days were long days on single cases.

Hopefully, I have some fun stuff for you all this week. I have to visit the eye doctor for a follow up and am going to dip a toe into the job market to see what is out there. I would like to end today's post with a shout out to my friend Pammy, who finally got that blog she's always wanted. Give her a look-see, if she puts any time into this at all she will be prolific and a very good read(oh yeah, and every chance you get, tell her she needs to move back to the Lou).

I do Love My Country, But...

You are Sam the Eagle.
You are patriotic and devoted. And extremely anal.

HOBBIES:
Patriotism, Being appalled at what everyone else is
doing.
FAVORITE MUSIC:
The National Anthem of America

FAVORITE MOVIE:
"An American In....America"

LAST BOOK READ:
"Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus,
Eagles are from America"

QUOTE:
"Please stop that now! It's un-American!"


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I was hoping for Kermit or maybe Fozzy. How the hell did I get this guy? Must have been the Ford Mustang thing.

A Good Show

Today, after work I went with a co-worker to do a little browsing at a fireworks stand. The owner of the stand gave us the tour and explained what we would get if we were to buy the higher end stuff. After our little tour my co-worker told him he wanted a good show without spending too much. The owner told him to take a 5-gallon bucket, fill the bottom with several grosses of bottle rocket and suround the rockets with sparklers. Then, light the sparklers and step back, and , he would have a big fireball followed by tons of rockets and explosions. He says to us, "It is a great show and it is cheap." Best part, the guys is missing parts of his fingers on his right hands. Hmmmmmmm.

A lesson I learned while lighting spaklers for my friends' son last night, don't use a lighter. I have never before seen a sparkler shoot anything out the top, but last night it did. I have a huge blister on the thumb that was operating the lighter. Also, for those of you who read the post about the rules of being Larry at the beginning of last month, there is now photgraphic evidence of me dancing. However, my friend took the picture with my camera and when I get around to it, it will be deleted. Hope everyone is enjoying their country's holiday(Happy late Canada Day and early 4th of July) and being safe.