The Work Halloween Party
The work Halloween party was today. I won first prize in the Scariest Costume portion. The prize? A 4GB iPod Mini. Judd won for Funniest Costume. See the pics at left from the moblog for more. Awesome.
Where Are They Now?
Via Luke in comments, an extremely interesting Letter to the Editor from the Journal Times:
I see myself as Bush’s employer so I must determine if I want him to continue his employment. How will I do this? I will look at his accomplishments, like any employer would do. Here are his (Bush) accomplishments: More than two million Americans have lost their jobs since he took office.
He set the record for least number of press conferences than any president since the advent of television.
He spent the U.S. surplus and effectively bankrupt the U.S. Treasury.
He is the all-time U.S. and world record holder for receiving the most corporate campaign donations.
He misled the nation in the State of Union address about the reasons for attacking Iraq. He invaded and occupied two countries at a cost of $1 billion per week.
He set an economic record for most private bankruptcies filed in any 12-month period.
He failed to fulfill his pledge to capture Osama bin Laden.
He is the first U.S. president in history to withdraw the United States from the United Nations Human Rights Commission and from the International Criminal Court.
The war and civilian causalities, and the endless war are not impressive.
Who hired this guy? His accomplishments as the governor of Texas are no better. What about his education and experience? This is no better! How did he become president of the United States? Oh! It was the 2000 election in Florida! His resume is not impressive. His job performance is appalling. I’ll let him stay until Nov. 2 then I will have to fire him.
Rod Kennedy
Who is this man? Why, none other than our eccentric assistant head tennis coach from high school. One time I broke my toe in an auto accident (The Marriott Drive Into The Ravine) on Friday night. I called Coach Kennedy at 6am Saturday morning and told him that I would not be able to make the meet later in the day. On Monday I was dropped down the rankings and disciplined because I “no-showed” the meet. I guess he thought me calling him up and explaining my injury was a dream or something. And that’s the guy that wrote this letter.
The End
Happy Birthday Jen!!
Happy birthday to Jenny, happy birthday to Jenny, happy birthday to Jenny, happy birthday to Jenny. None of that Jen H. shit. I’m doin this old school.
Sweet Home Cinncinati
Thank god Cincy came through tonight. I was hit pretty hard this weekend due mainly to the fact that I didn’t trust Tucker Max’s judgement on a few plays and either didn’t play them at all (Arizona ML) or played them for less than he did (Miami ML). The result was that a lot of my money was on losing plays (holy shit, those 3.5 points that Atlanta laid against KC were off the mark). The winning plays that would have at least broke me even for the weekend were the ones I passed on. So when Tucker threw up his pick for tonight (Cincy +7 4 units) I just shrugged, bet with it, and left work to hit the gym with Judd.
Well, it was touch and go for awhile, but that win helps my bankroll to recover from the weekend. Shouts to Tucker and the rest of the message board. An unhealthy new obsession of mine is to read their thoughts on handicapping and betting. Of course, the amount of money I’m putting up is considerably less than they, me being a broke new homeowner and all. But having $10 on the game makes Buffalo v. Baltimore a little more exciting than it typically would be. I’m up approximately 6 units thus far, including bets on NFL, MLB, and NCAAF.
–whazz on
More Football
Today after the Badger game was over me, Judd, Scott, Matt, and Brian went over to the middle school by Scott’s old place in Santa Clara. They have a football field/track over there and we played some Two-Hand Touch 2-on-2 football with one person floating. Final score was Me/Brian 50, Judd/Scott 24 with Matt floating between both teams. I hope next time we can get 3-on-3 or even 4-on-4. It was sweet to be playing touch football again, as that was what me and brother played growing up on Flett Avenue. Lightpost-to-lightpost? Hell yeah. Dan McClure was the shit; if he got his hands on the ball he was gone. That dude had a major crush on the Niners.
–whazz on
Badgers Lookin Good
Game is looking good so far. Badgers seem dominant even without Erasmus James on the d-line. Here’s to an undefeated season.
I think I may be scheduled to play football later today with Scott & Co. With my legs hurting the way they are, I think I may have to play QB, or even ref.
Holy hell, Northwestern scored twice since I started writing this post. Let’s just kneel it here for the rest of the game, guys.
[UPDATE]
Wisconsin wins. Sweet. 8-0 is awesome.
–whazz on
ROAD TRIP!
Just found out that there is a slight possibility that I could be tapped to train some engineers on using SilkTest for a few weeks. These engineers are located in Boulder, CO. I called Erin to find out her opinion of me jetting of to live in a hotel for 2+ weeks and expected her to shriek, “How could you leave me alone ofr two weeks!!” Instead, her first words were “can I come and visit?!?!” Erin appears to be behind the idea if she can come and visit. It’s not even close to being a sure thing yet, but it would be kind of cool to visit majestic Boulder, CO.
–whazz on
What Curse?
Apparently the only curse that still manifests itself is that Zach loses when he bets on sports. Well, since I didn’t particularly care for either one of the ACLS contenders, I guess I have to grudingly give respect to the winners. I put money on the Yankees in Game 6 and Game 7, figuring that this was the New York Yankees we were talking about; of course they were going to pull it out. They had the series wrapped up fer gawd’s sake. Well, it just goes to show that history ain’t everything, and that every once in a while a situation that has never happened… er… happens. There’s a first time for everything and all that jazz. And at least all those gloating New York got to find out what it’s like to be on the losing end of a miracle. Sorry Judd and Scott, but after 12 championships in 7 years I’m ready to see the Yanks sit one World Series out. Maybe I’ll even watch the World Series this year.
–whazz on