Blogging on lunch....

Now there's something I haven't done in a while.

I don't really have any reason to be doing this at work, other than the fact that I'm staying in the store today, and not leaving for lunch.

I did get to clock out, though, so I thought I'd just pop in and free up my evening.

Today is my Friday, and I'm pretty happy.

Tomorrow is tattoo day, and I'm pretty happy about that too.

Saturday is 'nothing special' day, and I'm ambivilent about that.

Sunday?

Well, it's Superbowl Sunday, and T (the manager i share a bday with) has given me the green light to take the day off. I'm pretty happy about that, too.

This will be first Sbowl I've gotten to watch in like 3 years.

The Patriots are going to fucking slaughter the Giants. I can feel it.

I've noticed something about the Sbowl tho: If the game is good (close) then the commercials suck, and vice versa.

I'm not sure why that should be, nor why I seem to be the only one to have noticed it, but that's usually how it goes.

Ok, I guess I've typed myself out for the mo.

Time to finish eating.....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Hurry up, hurry up and wait.....

Do you ever feel that life's like that?

I know we all do as kids/teens. We all want to be older, and older now, damnit!!

Then when you get older, you find youself still waiting.

Waiting to go to work.

Waiting for payday.

Waiting for the weekend.

Waiting for retirement.

All that waiting, and what does it get us: Another day older, and deeper in debt. I'm not sure why my mind is on this today. When I started, I wasn't really planning on a post about waiting, and in fact was just quoting a Blondie song.

Kinda makes you wonder tho.

When do we get to stop waiting? When is it over?

In the grave?

gharr....enough maudlin crap.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Coffee: It's what's for breakfast.....

Isn't that how the commercial goes?

Maybe not.

It's my breakfast tho. Almost without fail. 'They' say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Well, I don't know who 'they' are, or where they're getting their information, but just in case it's true, I figger why not get as much caffeine into my system as possible.

And as early as possible.

And all day long.

In other 'news,' I've only got 3 more days 'til the next tat. I'm going to see if I can get one of the shop girls to take a couple photos of 'the process' so that I can put them up on the blog.

Have you noticed my 'tendency' to use 'quotation marks' today?

Yeah, not sure what's up with 'that.'

Maybe I just need more coffee.

Yeah, that's 'prolly' it.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Sickness to insanity, prayer to profanity.....

That's a little snippet from a Rush song.

I've got them on the brain, but can you blame me? This will be the first time I've seen them in like 10 years. I saw them last in 97, but I did see them 3 times on that tour.....

I'm kinda proud of that.

Since I have most (all?) of their studio albums on my iPod, well, with exception of the new one, I've been making a point of listening to as much Rush as possible. Getting myself psyched for the show, you know?

It kinda sux that it's still 3 months away. I don't know if I can wait that long.....

Waiting (as ive discussed before i think) is like a low grade form of torture. Especially when I've already paid for the thing I'm waiting for (tattos tickets).

Can I take a 3 month nap?

Prolly better that I don't.

Buenos con queso,

T.

So yeah, I want

One of these:




That's 12 fucking ounces of gold.

Someone (i dont know who i wasnt on the sales floor at the time) brought that bad boy in and Bill, the owner, bought it from him.

I have no idea what he paid for it, but with gold prices being what they are, I'm sure we'll make our money back.

In other news, Rush is coming to Reno on 5/3, and yes, I already have my ticket. It's at the Reno Events Center, and my ticket is in Floor 3, row 31, seat 5. I'm not sure exactly where it is on that seating chart, but it's floor seats, baby.

For those of you that don't know, Rush is my mostest favoritest band ever. This will be my 10th time seeing them. I'm so stoked I can hardly stand it. Now, the long wait til May so I can go see them.

I'm also going to have to get their new album Snakes & Arrows, as they usually play a good number of songs from their current album when touring.

Buenos con queso,

T.

P.S. Andie: The roast was divine, and as far as leftovers, I had a cold roast beef sandwich for lunch today, and it's hot beef sandwiches for dinner tonight. Yummers.

t

Roast Beef.....

It's in the oven right now, and it smells soooooo fucking good I'm going crazy. There are going to be mashed potatoes, gravy, and asparagras.

I'm starving tho, so deal with the crappiness of this post.


Buenos con queso,

T.

It was either that, or throw it away.....

Do any of you remember the movie Gigli?

I not only remember the movie, I remember that not one single person that I ever heard had anything good to say about the movie.

It was a stinker.

A worthless, steaming pile of cow dung, figuratively speaking.

I neither had, nor did I ever anticipate, a desire to see the movie. I mean Affleck's ok, but I think Jho is mostly a bad joke.

Don't get me wrong, I mean I'll give her her propers. She was great in Money Train, and I absoutely loved her in Monster In Law.

Well, the other day at work, T was cleaing off her desk. One of the things she was going to just throw away was a copy of Gigli on DVD. Now, I may have in the past said that 'the only thing that would ever make me watch that movie was if someone was just going to throw away a copy', and I may not have, but I'll bet I said something similar.

So, there you have it. Karma's got a sense of humor.

I decided not only to watch it, but to actually try to find something good to say about it, you know give it a chance. I'll tell you this early: it was not easy. This movie is bad.

Really bad.

It was clumsy, poorly scripted, badly acted. I don't think there were even any scenes I found overly visually interesting. In fact, I think I actually heard my DVD player throw up.

Oh, and what's with the retard?

It may not be politically correct to call him that, but that's what he is. Hell, there was a time when 'retarded' was what we called them. It's not a bad word or anything, it was just a description of their condition.

In any event, one of the main characters, played by Justin Bartha, whom you may recognize from the National Treasure movies is a 'special needs' child. I'm not really sure what he's supposed to be afflicted with, but I'm guessing some sort of dissociative disorder, and at least a mild case of Tourette's Syndrome.

I did find 3 scenes that were worthy of a mention though.

One is when Jho is describing 'the rip that takes the past.' This is highest of the 5 levels of digital orb extrusion (the gouging out of your opponents eyeball with one finger) in some esoteric martial art, Tae Muy Chi(which I may or may not have spelled correctly).

Or so she tells us.

Her vivid description of this devastating move is delivered in a throaty, almost flirting voice. She's right up in this guy's face, miming the moves, nearly whispering about the thumb liquefying the eyeball, hooking the index finger into the socket and pulling a portion of the brain out, and you can hear love in her voice.

Not for the guy, no, but for the move; and she absolutely sells it.

The other 2 scenes involve people I didn't even know were in the movie.

Al Pacino, and Christopher Walken.

I know, right?

I'm not going to go into all the details of those two scenes, but I will say that both of them are almost worth watching the movie for.

Almost.

The rest of the movie made me want to wretch.

Oh, and in case you haven't seen it, and want to know why they named it Gigli, in the movie, that's Ben's last name.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Tomorrow is another day.....

OFF!!!!

Wooters.

Since we're still having mostly crappy weather (its snowing as i speak) it prolly means another CoD 4 marathon.

What can I say.....

I'm a nerd.

Or a dork.

Or whatever.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Since Andie asked.....

The SKS.

And, of course, my SKS:



Buenos con queso,

T.

I'm almost afraid to say this.....

But I think I really like Terminator: The Sarah Conner Chronicles.

That, as you know, may very well spell the end for the show. I'm half-tempted to try and not like it so much, in an attempt to confuse the 't.v. karma pantheon' that always axes the shows I most want to see.

Oh, and since PSP asked, here's the scoop:

Call of Duty supports voice chat. I don't know if I mentioned that, but it does. Couple that with the fact that the PS3 has Bluetooth and you have a match made in Heaven. I bought a mic the other day (what you thought i wouldnt) and immediately paired it with my console.

Now, there are some problems with the whole voice chat thing, to be sure. I won't go into all of them, but prolly the most annoying is someone that's really not sure exactly how a voice activate mic works.

Well, after a few games with my headset on, I heard a female voice.

That is cool, just so you know. I love gamer girls. Well, she wasn't 12 (chronologially or mentally) and she knew how to use her headset. I think we were the only 2 in the level w/headsets at first, and of course we were talking.

That's really all it is. Just talking and gaming. I do know she lives in MI, which is what, 2000 miles a way or something? She's pretty good at the game, too.

Ok, talk amongst yourselves.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I have a date tonight.....

Well, not really.

I met a young lady (playing my new vid game of all places) and we're supposed to play tonight.

Make of that what you will.

Oh, and I'm buying a rifle from work.

More on that later.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Ok, ok. A bit longer one today

I know I've been a bad blogger lately.

I've given you crap posts for like 3 days now, and I'm sorry for that. It's always like that when I get a new game, and this one is no exception.

Not only are the graphics simple awesome, but the game play is smooth, the 'death animations' are cool too. It sounds kinda twisted, but I have to get a chuckle after popping a cap into someone's ass.

Sometimes they almost backflip when you hit them.

I took one guy down with a sniper rifle, and he did a mid-air summersault with the point of impact as the center of the flip. It was hilarious.

Not much else going on really.

I kinda straghtened up my room a bit yesterday.

Oh, and I'm loving my new iPod.

It's weird to have every song I own in a place where I can listen to them any time I choose. It's also cool. And I still get to wear it at work if I want, so it's even better. Now, if I want to hear any particular song, I can just play it.

It rocks.

So to speak.

Buenos con queso,

T.

P.S. Kilroy, just in case you didn't know it, I'm a guy.

Another brief interruption.....

Of the game that is.

I'm also trying to straighten up my room and get laundry done.

I know these are lame posts, but I'll do better tomorrow, I promise.

See, I always have time after my shower while I let my hair dry.

See you in the morning.

Buenos con queso,

T.

P.S. Andie, it's single player, but they have a split screen death match, as well as the online aspect of it.

Yeah, your're lucky you get this.....

This is my first full day off with Call of Duty, and I've been playing for hours.

I took a break to let you know that I'm going to play it all day tomorrow, too.

Buenos con queso,

T.

It's kinda like my Superbowl.....

Except for the fact that I watch the actual Superbowl.

Say what you will about American Idol, I only know this:

As a people watcher/student of humanity, there's nothing better.

I don't watch the actual competition, mind you. I've never seen a single episode of that, but I watch the tryouts without fail.

This year has already given us some classics.

I'm not going to go into too much detail, but then the vague references I make should be enough.

Let's start with this:

There was a girl, I don't remember her name. Or her story. It was one they did a 'mini-bio' on tho. She seemed to have potential, but then she started singing.

I swear, it sounded like she stubbed her tounge. I've hear bandsaws with more musical talent.

Now, the first night, I was a little distracted, so I didn't get to watch all of the performances of all the hopefuls, but I did see the psycho chick.

You know who I mean. The one with the glitter glue on her eyelids. The one who totally went off on Simon, when he was the only one who didn't actually say anything mean to/about her.

At first, I thought she was doing it on purpose. She wanted the attention, and she was going to take it. As her segment progressed, I came to the following conclusion:

You can't fake that kind of crazy.

Someone get this bitch to a padded room.

Stat.

She's a danger to herself, and anyone around her.

Of course, there was some talent. There always is.

And there were freaks too. The freaks always seem to outweigh the talent by a considerable margin, however.

Last night was just as good, if not better. Now, granted, we didn't have anyone going off on Simon like he was the Anti-Christ (jury is still out btw), but we did certainly have our quota of freaks.

I'm only going to focus on one tho: The Birdman.

Did any of you watch all the way to the end? That crazy fuck in the white outfit? You know who I mean.....

He was worth the price of admission.

There's a couple more audition shows, and I'll watch them too, but unless there's something of epic proportions, don't expect to hear too much more from me on the subject.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Wait for it.....

Wait for it.....

Coming tomorrow, my epic American Idol Tryouts post.....

It's gonna be worth it, I promise.

One more day....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Worth a thousand words.....

What kind of fucking premiere could it be?

I saw a commercial for The Matrix. I don't remember what channel it was on, but I do remember that it was coming on at 8:00 pm.



What gets me, is that the billed it as some kind of 'world premiere.'


Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't a premiere this?


I mean, it implies a first of some kind, right?


Since the movie was premiered like seven years ago, what kinda happy horseshit is this?


Is it the 'first time at 8:00 PST during the second week of December' premiere?


Maybe it's some obscure robot holiday that we mere mortals are unaware of, and it's in celebration of that?


Though, why they'd show a movie about the human revloution is celebration of their holiday.


Unless it's Robot Memorial Day.


Maybe that's it.


So, join me y'all, and watch The Matrix this week in celebration of Robot Memorial Day.


Fuckin world.

Buenos con queso,

T.

The Dallas Cowboys lost today.....

Woo fucking HOO.

No more playoffs for them this year. In case you can't tell, I'm not a fan. They do have hot cheerleaders, though, I'll give them that.

Just so you all know, my birthday was celebrated with a buffet dinner at Casino Fandango. I've spoken about it before, and it was just as good last night. It was sea food night.

Imagine steamed lobster claws, crab claws, fried scallops, fried shrimp, chese tortelini with sea food, and baked salmon.

Oh, and for those that aren't particularly partial to the bounty of the ocean, they always have Mexican food, Chinese food, and of course a salad bar.

I ate a metric fuckton last night.

From each of the types.

I did manage to save room for desert though: a chocolate eclair, and a lemon meringue tart. They were both fantastic.

On the way out, we stopped and dropped a couple bux in a slot machine (imagine that) and I actually won. That money, combined with the gift cards I got for my Bday enabled me to buy a new iPod.

Yeah, I got an 80 gigger.

Like I'll ever need that much space.

I got the black one, and even as we speak, it's synching and charging.

What can I say, I'm stoked, even though in a few months they'll come out with a better, faster, cheaper version.

They always do.

Buenos con queso,

T.

January 12

In my year

1966 - Lyndon B. Johnson states that the United States should stay in South Vietnam until Communist aggression there is ended.
1966 - Batman the TV series debuts on ABC.


Also: Tabitha born on 'Bewitched'

Born

The Good

1737 - John Hancock, American statesman (d. 1793)
1876 - Jack London, American author (d. 1916)
1951 - Kirstie Alley, American actress
1960 - Oliver Platt, Canadian actor
1965 - Rob Zombie, American musician
1965 - Yours Truly

The Bad

1951 - Rush Limbaugh, American radio personality
1954 - Howard Stern, American radio host
(i hate these two bastards)

The Ugly

1893 - Hermann Göring


Died

1899 - Hiram Walker, American distiller (b. 1816)
1976 - Agatha Christie, English writer (b. 1890)
1996 - Joachim Nitsche, German mathematician (b. 1926)

Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit...

And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief: your noble son is mad:

That's just my way of telling you that you don't get much tonight.

You see, there's a call I need to take.

The Call of Duty 4 Modern Warfare.

I finally got around to spending the gift card I got for Christmas, and that's what I treated myself to.

Now, I'm going to go play it 'til my eyes bleed.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah.....

Don't read anything into that.

I just couldn't come up with a title.

I could be because I'm absolutely bushed.

I don't know exactly why I"m so tired tonight, but I am. I'm just weary.

At least it's Friday. Well, for me it is. It was also payday, so that was nice too. We're supposed to get paid on (actual) Friday, but sometimes my boss gives them out early. I like it when that happens, 'cause it means I don't have to go into work on my day off.

Not that I don't like my job or anything, but going to work on my day off has never been one of my favorite things. Maybe if I was a bouncer at a strip club or something, it might not be so bad.

Ok, that's all you get from me tonight.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Do you know where to find a turtle with no legs?

Why, right where you left him, of course.

I suppose you all thought I was going to blow the blog every day thing.

I know you did.

I could hear y'all laughing about the fact that I didn't even make it a month.

I'll bet you're expecting some tale of woe.

Or some tale of excitement.

Well, sadly, you get neither.

Sue wanted to know, so you all get to as well: As I type this, it is 12/09/08, and in three (3) days, I will celebrate the 42nd anniversary of my birth.

So, there you have it.

Expect no further updates on the whole birthday thing.

Buenos con queso,

T.

The fine print.....

So, I got a new knife at work yesterday.

It's small.

I mean really small. It's a pocket knife, so it's supposed to be small. It's one of those handy little 'have one in case you need to cut a string/piece of tape/anything' knives.

I was suprised to find out that came with a limited lifetime warranty.

For realz.

Here's a picture of the knife compared to my older big brother knife:



The coin in the photo is a 50 cent piece from Kenya. It's just slightly smaller than a quarter. As you can see, the knives nearly identical.

Now, the funny part...

At the store, they sell knives the size of my original knife for $2.99. I got the little one for free.

Cause I'm cool like that.

And now, for the fine print:



See right at the end there, where they ask for $5.00?

Kinda makes you wonder, huh?

Buenos con queso,

T.

I've really got to get some sort of horizontal DVD solution.....

The current method is just not working for me. It has to do with the growing size of my collection, I guess. Currently, it looks like this:



and my method of getting the DVD I want is pretty ghetto. I simply pick up the movie I want to watch, and the entire stack over it as well. I then turn to my left, and let the bottommost DVD fall to the floor. I replace the others, and retrieve the one I want from the floor.

Cause I'm cool like that.....

I've been thinking about this whole 'blog every day for a year' thing, and I've come to a conclusion.

In order to have something to say every day, or at least something to post anyhow, I'm going to start a couple weekly features. I haven't decided on the days yet, but I'm going to do a movie review (as if anybody cares what i think about movies) and a weekly photo day.

Oh, and one other thing: Some of the posts are going to be lame.

Like this one.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I feel like a Postal Service Employee

No, I didn't deliver mail all day.

Nor, did I look up addresses.

Hell, I didn't even sell stamps to anybody.

What I did do is clean guns all day.

I can't say for sure, but as it was a Sunday (no mail delivery) I can just see the Postal workers sitting at home, cleaning their guns and waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Maybe I'm wrong.

Maybe I'm not.

I do know this, however: Elevators go up and down.

Beyond that, I got nuthin'.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Live, up to the minute news.....

Well, I suppose it's not live.

And depending on when you're reading this, it may not be all that up to the minute either.

Hell, there are probably even those that would dispute it's newsness...

In any case, here's what I did today.....

Chapter 1: Braving the Elements

This was the view out my sliding door this morning. As you can see, the forcasters were not wrong for once. I know you can't really tell from this photo, but that's about 6.5 inches of snow.



The last thing I wanted to do today was go out in this shit.

The one thing I had to do? Yeah, go out in this shit.

Because I knew the roads would be like this:




I decided to walk.

Not because I'm not confident in my driving ability, nor my experience in driving on ice, no, it's because I've seen how the assholes around here drive. You may remember me ranting about this some time ago. So, the hike was on. I made it to my 1st stop with no problems to report.

Second on my agenda was a stop at the casino to cash my weekly eagle drop....

Chapter 2 A Brief Respite




I made it to the Gold Dust, and made my way to the cage. No, really, that's what they call it. I cashed my check and headed over to the nickel keno. Today, for some reason, I decided to have a couple shots as well as my regular beer. I have to say that a Copper Camel and a Newcastle is a pretty fine combo. There's something in the Irishcreamy butterscothiness of the shot that totally works with the hoppy goodness of the ale....sigh.....

Chapter 3 Once more, unto the Breach

After one a couple several drinks, it was time to complete my tasks. The snow, which had let up when I started out for the day, was back. Not blizzardy or anything, but it was snowing again. I made it to the store, and headed my feet home. The longer I walked, the heavier the now became.....

I got home, and I'm happy to report, suffered no ill effects from the day.

Oh, and so you know, this is what the yard looked like at 9:00 pm tonight (sat)



Oh, and yes. Those dimples in the snow are my tracks from earlier in the day.

I love winter.....

Buenos con queso,

T.

The storm is rolling in.....

And it's getting nasty fast:



A few minutes ago I was out there fixing the gate. In cold weather the fulcrum screw tends to contract just enough so that it won't stay screwed in. I usually have to tighten it twice a day. Sometime during the night, however, the gate seems to have rattled enough to wriggle it all the way out. It was either freeze my ass off in driving rain, or go find the gate in the morning and put it back on.

Needless to say, I chose A.

So, we'll have one of these:





Pops is also going to make some clam chowder.....

I can't wait.

In other news, despite the weather, UPS dropped off a small package for me today. I was surfing around the other day and found a store that took Paypal, and used my ebay commission to purchase some RAM.

A full gig, that's 512 x 2, for $40.00.

That's right, forty bucks.

I haven't installed it yet, but that's next on tap.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Suck my caucus.....

I was over at Sue's the other day, and she was lamenting the 'shock and awe' tactics that politicians use during an election year.

Especially a Presidential election where the current President can't run.

I thought that I had it bad in Nevada, what with it being the capital and all. I mean, the whole government of the state is run from here. That includes the legislature, which elects every 2 years.

We get a lot of spam.... Not so much email, but television, radio, print ads, lawn signs, billboards. It's a shitfest.

Poor Sue tho?

She lives in Iowa. I can't imagine the Hell she must be going through.

In other news, we're supposed to get a little storm, and a slight breeze. Once again, just in time for my days off.

Lucky me, I get to go pay my bills in a driving blizzard.

Oh, did I tell you that L had her baby?

Yup, 12/31/08 at 9:38, Cash Martyn ***** entered the world. He weighed in at 7 lbs, 10oz, and was 19 inches long. I suspect that he's already cool. With S and L as parents, this kid's gonna be Johnny Cash times Al Pachino, raised to the power of Tiger Woods.

---you didn't notice it, but I took a short break for dinner-----





Do I need to say...Unhh...fucking, yum?

One final thing: Your tax dollars at work.....




Ok, that's me done.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I find it hard to shed a tear.....

Ok, so I'm trying to decide if I should post mornings, before I got to work, or in the evenings afterwards.

They both have merit. If I post in the am they're likely to be more random, and prolly more light-hearted. They'll also prolly be less coherent.

Or not, as they'll all be coffee-fueled.

If I post in the evenings, I'll have had all day to rough draft the post in my head. That means that they'll be more structured, but prolly funnier, as I'll have had the time to perfect what I want to say.

I suppose I could mix it up, and just post whenever, but I think if I set some type of schedule, it will be eaiser for me to get through a whole year of it.....

Maybe I'll alternate.....I posted kinda late last night, and I've posted early today.

Maybe I just won't worry about it.

Maybe this is a lame post.

Maybe I need more coffee.

Off to fix that.....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Here's a list of things you can't flush down the toilet.....

I just had to steal that line.

I was watching the Monk-a-Thon on USA, and they used that line.

I lol'd at it.

This is kind of a lame start to the whole 'post every day thing,' but I've had a pretty busy day.

I made my first batch of bread.

I made my first batch of pizza dough.

We went shopping, and found some unbeatable deals at Wally World.

I am now struggling to keep my eyes open, so I'm going to give up.

Buenos con queso,

T.