Thursday, August 30, 2007
Britney, Give Us ALL a Break From Your Butt
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
The Iraq...Therefore, Such As
Haven't seen any snarky posts about this yet. It's too funny just by itself.
What makes it even better is that Mario Lopez is giving her the hairy eyeball. If Mario Freakin' Lopez can think on his feet quicker than you, you are in definite trouble!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Riding The Short Bus Is No Easy Ride - Even If It Stops In Richmond
Thursday, August 23, 2007
I'm Takin' It To The Man And I Like It
One of my best friends from college could use the tickets and his wife is a HUGE Steelers fan, so I figured sending the tix to them would be a good thing to do and an easy way to get rid of tickets. Not so fast, young grasshopper!
I go to the Kinko's up the street to FedEx the tickets. I was told by the very unhelpful Kinko's associate, in between her talking to one of her sistahs on the phone, that the tickets would get to my buddy in plenty of time for the game. This was Thursday.
Fast forward to Friday evening. I figured I would logon to fedex.com and track the package, since I hadn't heard from my buddy, which isn't like him. To my surprise the package was still in Ashland, twenty miles up the road! This wasn't good.
Long story short, I had to get the Redskins to reprint the tickets, have my friend pick them up at the box office, and have him pay $4 per reprinted ticket.
How am I taking it to the man, you ask? I filed a claim. That's right, a claim. Since the tix were delivered Monday, two days after the game, I have proof of the value of the tickets.
The claims process supposedly allows me to get a refund of the full value of the merchandise shipped AND shipping charges. Pretty cool since I was giving the tickets away. Take that FedEx!
We'll see how it turns out, however. The claims process takes 5-7 business days. I bet you that the check gets lost in the mail.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
"Drop Dead Chris"
Belinda and I had a short spat this morning which ended with her telling me to "drop dead." I immediately acted high and mighty and started to pout. Nevermind all the times I'm a jerk. Nevermind the times I've annoyed the crap out of her all in the name of "joking around."
Anyway, sorry honey. I love you and hope you have an awesome day......................
And by the way, I haven't dropped dead yet. :)
Monday, August 20, 2007
My Pod Is Choking Me To Death
Let me start by saying, I love my job. I work for a company that allows a lot of crap from our team as long as the mission is accomplished. I'm in a line of work that stimulates my brain, and my co-workers are usually really cool.
However, management had the bright idea about 4 months ago to take down our high walled cubes and put us in pods. Of course this idea was to "build team spirit" and "improve efficiency." Translate that to mean "stop the workforce from looking at porn and be able to track their every move."
We went from having cubes that had walls tall enough that you had to stand up to talk to a coworker to a literal pod of desks that have no walls at all.
I'm in a square of desks that has one entrance/exit. If me and my three podmates all rolled our chairs back 3 feet at the same time, we'd all hit each other. I'm what people typically classify as a big and tall man, except I'm not tall. I need room for God's sake!
The other cool thing is that since we have no walls or sound barriers, if more than one person is on the phone, it sounds like an Indian call center. Really efficient way to run a sales floor!
Thankfully, our new ceo is going to install dividers along the pod perimeters to give us some semblance of noise control. Now I'm just worried that the pod will take on the look and feel of a zoo enclosure.
Remember, whatever you do, DON'T feed the monkeys!
Let's GO....HOKIES!!!!!
Today, in case you've been living under a rock, is the return to classes for the Hokie Nation at Virginia Tech.
In thinking about this post, I admit I've struggled. The mix of emotions I feel about Tech is very mixed indeed. I graduated in '98 and love my alma mater. When I went to school I wasn't a "typical" Hokie. I didn't belong to a frat or play sports. I was a certified hippie. The great thing about Tech is that if you didn't fit the mold there was a mold you would fit. While cliche, it's true...VA Tech student body is a family.
When the shootings happened, like everyone else, I was shocked. Blacksburg is nothing but a bucolic, slow paced, college town. Not a place for a massacre.
When Dateline showed the stories of the victims, I readiy admit I cried like someone from my own family was killed. I can't explain it. I didn't know anybody that was killed or injured, and I really haven't been back to campus since I graduated. I just felt a void like so many others did and still do.
However, I want today to be about the awesome things at Tech. I want to remember sitting on the War Memorial overlooking the Drillfield at night, watching The Kind at South Main Street Cafe, grooving to Rubicon Crossing at Champs, doing beer bongs with buddies before football games in my room at Pritchard, being the last class that roomed in Major Williams residence hall, floating down the New River in a rented tube with your beer tube beside you, eating wings on Sundays at Sharkey's, and finally, being one of thousands of rabid Hokie fans shaking the hell out of their keys during a "key play" at Lane Stadium (pre-expansion).
I love Virginia Tech! God bless the families directly affected by the senseless tragedy and the overall student body, past and present.
Let's GO.....HOKIES!!!!
Friday, August 17, 2007
The Baconator Has Gone TOO Far!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
The King Is Dead But Damn He Can Still Rock
Lots of music posts recently. While in the late seventies, Elvis became a parody of himself, in the early seventies he still had it.
Who wouldn't want have wanted to see Elvis live when he knew how to put a show on and wasn't slurring due to one to many downers and peanut butter and nanner sandwiches?
Rock on Elvis!
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
This Cat Should Win
I'm a huge music fan.
As I just recently posted about, my wife and I watch a lot of reality tv.
Typical music constestants on reality tv plain ol' suck. Cas Haley is an exception. The joy he eminates when performing is off the hook. He really makes me smile.
I hope America votes him the winner on "America's Got Talent" because Cas defintely does. To rock Stevie Wonder like that is sick.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Rock Wins
Rock from Spotsylvania won "Hell's Kitchen." He wins a top chef gig at the Green Valley Ranch in Vegas and a one year contract with the resort worth $250,000.
I grew up in the Fredericksburg area, so it's good to see someone from there get positive exposure.
Read the article on Rock's win in the Free-Lance Star, Fredericksburg's paper.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
What the heck happened to your eyebrows?
The girls come bounding up to the car, which always makes me smile.
K. looked a little strange. It was cooler than it had been, but it was still hot. What was odd about K. was that she had that silly, floral, Gilligan-like bucket hat on when it was at least 90 degrees outside.
As she started to chat away about her day and how she wanted ice cream, her hat slid back on her head and then I noticed it. One of the weirdest conversations I've ever had with any of my kids then ensued.
And it went a little somethin' like this:
"K., what the heck happened to your eyebrows?"
"Uhhhhh....Nothing."
"No really honey, what happened? Your eyebrows are gone!"
Fearing that she had been playing with daddy's razor, I went straight to the point.
"K. How did you cut your eyebrows off?"
"With my scissors."
"Why?"
The only obvious answer for a six year old that has cut off her eyebrows followed:
"I don't know."
It's these type of moments that first perplex you as a parent, but when you have a day or two to reflect, you realize at how awesome of a job you have.
When is the last time you went in to work and had a discussion with a coworker on why they cut their eyebrows?
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Your Team Doesn't Have Chief Z!
Friday, August 10, 2007
They are who we thought they were,,,
...and we let 'em off the hook.
Nothing new here, but it's one of the best clips to show how awesome the NFL can be. Thanks Denny.
I wonder if Coach Gibbs would ever do something like that?
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
They're With The Band - A Scary Groupie Story
After hacking it up on the course and literally sweating through my clothes (shorts included), I notice my wife called. I gave her a ring back to hear that I missed my two daughters up on stage playing the tambourine.
Say what? Why the heck were my 8 and 6 year old within 200 feet of a band? Why were they allowed on stage? Why in the world would they chose the "instrument" that has notoriously been reserved for groupies?
Well, last night was National Night Out. The park across the street from my humble abode was the site for one of the celebrations in Colonial Heights. I understand it was quite a shindig, obviously including a band.
Both B. and K. decided last night would be a great time to shed any performance inhibitions they might have had and jump up on stage. I understand they were pretty good. B. was even getting into the groove and bobbing her head up and down.
I'm so glad they had a great time, but my dad sense is admittedly going off. I hope they don't grow an affinity for jumping up on stage for any reason. If they do, at least ask to play the maracas for goodness sake!
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Social Services Can't Give Out Food In August
This is a great example of how we can make an immediate difference in our local community. Instead of complaining about how bad things are, how this politician has done us wrong, or some other societal ill, how 'bout we get up and help our local neighbors?
The Central Virginia Food Bank helps service Dinwiddie and the Tri-Cities. Please take a moment, rumage through your pantry, and give a box of food today. No creamed corn please!