Thursday, June 03, 2004

Another long day

spent the day today, repairing computers. lost 3 in one department and they were screaming. the big guy gave me the go ahead for 6 new computers so i guess i better get these done with so i have more screwing off time.

spent the evening with my ex-band mates shopping for our annual weekend fishing trip. once a year we charter a trip and head for the gulf for a weekend of juvenile behavior. we even try to get some fishing in. will post our adventures when i get back on tuesday. as it is after midnite, i will say good nite. not feeling in much a mood tonite, didn't get to drink any beer with my hooters dinner, so hopefully i will sleep well anyway.

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

And the problem is????????

ok, so i lied a little. was closing down all the internet explorer windows i had open and came across jessica cutler's name again. hit the wonkette website to read the latest which led me to one ms michelle malkin's column on the townhall website. i've included the link here so you can read this diatribe. http://www.townhall.com/columnists/michellemalkin/mm20040526.shtml

want to know what's wrong with this country? see michelle malkin. this self righteous bitch has the nerve to call someone else on the carpet? jessica cutler is ruining it for all the women who legitimately "worked" their way up the corporate ladder? read her biography, made me want to puke. i think the "windblown" portrait sort of shows what you're all about ms malkin. i suppose you never looked in your closet on the the days of important meetings and pulled out your oversized slacks and cowl neck sweater to replace the short skirt and plunging blouse you had on? get a grip woman, jessica cutler just decided to say in public what women like you only brag about to your closest confidantes.

ok, i've vented. i feel better now.

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

i by nature am basically a people watcher. life just entertains me to no end. i live by my mother's credo "i don't need drugs, reality entertains me enough". i will probably be inserting quite a few of her pearls of wisdom from time to time. but i digress, back to the airport discussion. did i mention i love airports? human nature just fascinates me. as mentioned in my earlier blog, i had to pick up my sisters at the airport tonite. since they were arriving after 8 i figured i had a couple hours to kill before heading to the airport. since i work just 5 minutes from the airport, it left a bit of time. i sat at work and tried to think of something i could do that would not get me in too much trouble. the wife was cooking leftovers, which for once in a great while i was looking forward to so dinner was out of the question. debated having a couple beers at a strip bar not far from work, but didn't think showing up to get them with beer on my breath would go over too well with the airline people. my father had the foresight to "ship" them as "children traveling alone" hence the airline knowing who was picking them up. still wracked my brain trying desparately to kill time, when i debated heading across the street to the home depot or down the block to the adult book store to watch the perverts and see if they got that new 23 speed vibrator the wife wanted yet. settled on home depot figuring i would spend less money. ended up buying a new sander (kept with the vibrating theme) because, ready for this? because i was tired of paying $5 for 5 sheets of paper for the one i had, when i could "make" 100 sheets for $8 for the new one! made sense to me.

got to the airport right about 8 so i had a little time for people watching. yeah! i grabbed a seat near the exit of the concourse they were arriving at and got comfortable. i like to sit and imagine what the person or persons look like that people are waiting for or what type of person would actually claim the person making such a moron of themself while waiting. saw quite a few attractive women. the usual anal-retentive idiots that had to be right at the exit door craning their necks to see their party, even though the plane was still 10 minutes from arriving. i love those people, they're also the ones who stand by the boarding stand when they call for rows 1-10 and they're in row 83. the plane may just leave without them, so let's just block the boarding gate so it takes an hour longer to load the plane. WHAT WAS I THINKING?????????

well i figured they would be the last ones off the plane, which they were. but i did not think it would take them 20 minutes to let them go! i could see them with the airline agent looking dead at me! they were at gate A1 so they weren't far from the exit. still they stood there with the agent looking at their papers looking at me and walking away! c'mon people i'm hungry. 15 minutes had passed by the time i was really getting antsy. what was the problem? i know they had their passports. they're dual citizens. what's the problem? how threatening can a 13 and 14 year old girl be? i got it! they're terrorists! they've come to die all the other teenage girls heads pink and pierce their noses! arrest them! i don't know em, never seen em, i'm outta here. well when they did finally hit the exit, the agent walked up to me with their papers and began to speak. found out why they took so long. i believe this gentleman was a law school drop out. never outside to the courtroom or a senate meeting have i heard so many words used to say so little. after i signed for my "packages" i was then informed by the oldest one the they were told their luggage did not leave amsterdam. great! now we have another marathon waiting to see the lost luggage agent. well guess who showed up? you got it. that same friendly gentleman from the gate. (louis armstrong/new orleans internation airport is not that big obviously). he was helpful and polite but had absolutely no consideration for my stomach.

we managed to make it home in one piece and my sanity intact. well what little is left of it. i had my dinner, checked my email and here i sit. it's been a long day so i think i'll turn in. as i do i'll leave you with another of my mother's great pearls:

"no good deed goes unpunished!"

Insert your own witty title here!

well it's day two of my official foray into blogging (or should that be flogging?)hmmmmm. *note to self - research flogging, sure to be some material there. caught a neat blog last nite before i went to bed. some 20something just out of college relating her attempted induction into the amway clone, equinox something. very funny. can't recall the name right off, but will do a little research and post it later.

couldn't think of anything witty to name this one so i'll leave it open to others. like there are others that read this other than my wife. maybe things will heat up if i start talking about our sex life. hmmmmmmm, ok here goes:

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ok, now that that's done, guess i'll run down what i've been thru this morning. by the way the previous paragraph was a joke hunny. had a few non-descript hours at work this morning. typical b.s. type stuff. been gearing up to head to the airport to pick up my two teenage half sisters, which i have just become legal guardian of. met them two summers ago for the first time. yep, they're definitely part of this family. tho being raised in the u.k. (scotland to be exact) they have a tendency to be just a little crass at times for teenage girls in my opionion. they're mother is deceased and our father is working in the middle east. being i am the sanest of my full blooded siblings (and the oldest) i got picked. woooooobooooooooooooy. WHAT WAS I THINKING? there i finally worked it in. honestly, i don't mind. i love kids and having kids around us is what has kept us young. it also kept me crampy, gave me an ulcer, caused my hair to fall out and what didn't fall out turn gray, but it keeps me young in my mind. will explain their being a little more in depth as time goes on.

must run now, have to act like i'm working for a bit. (they act like they pay me big money, i act like i work. fair trade)