This is the best fucking thing ever....

I'm a couple days late to the party, but when I saw this, I just had to share:

Arnold gives them the finger

As always, being the skeptic, I googled it, and actually found a link to the letter on the ca.gov site.

Yes, that's right, the California government site.

The Terminator just told the Assembly to 'Fuck off, asshole.'

This guy should run for President. Let's get together and change the rules.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I found a fantastic site today.....

I was fucking around on my lunch hour, and to confirm some bullshit I was slinging for no particular reason decided to check on the origins of the contraction 'o'clock.'

I was pretty sure (and had already said) that it was a contraction made from the phrase 'of the clock,' and I was happy (but not really surprised) to find that I was right.

It was in the process of patting myself on the digital back that I found Etymonline.com.

Now, if you all don't know it, I'm pretty much a freak for words.

I think that's prolly kind of obvious if you've read here for any amount of time. I make up my own words, I change usages, suffixes, prefixes....

I wallow in words.

I read the dictionary for no reason other than to find new words, and I'd actually kind of love to own a copy of the OED.

Hell, I'd even take the CD version of it. I think that asking the same price for a yearly online subscription is a bit much, and I'd much rather have a copy that couldn't be hacked.....

Anyhow, I've always like knowing about where all these words come from, and the above site just dropped into my life today.

Now, if I just knew why it took me so long to find it.....

Oh well, live and learn, I guess.

In other news, tomorrow is the parade/reunion day, and Michael and I are already making plans for it. I plan on getting pretty plastered, but I'll do my best to bring y'all some photos....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Doing a guest spot.....Oh, and it's HNT

I got a comment on one of my recent (tho lame) HNT posts from a blogger with the tantlizing blogger name Barefoot Dreamer.

Because I check out all of the bloggers that comment on me, I, of course, had to venture over to her site.

I'm glad I did.

She's fresh, funny, and extremely sexy.

In the process of perusing her posts, I gained the knowledge that she was taking a vacation, and she'd sent out a call for guest bloggers. There were several comments offering blog services, and I threw my had into the ring too.

I had no idea I'd actually get picked to be a part of this fabulous site, but sure enough, I was.

I'm not sure exactly when my post will appear, but she leaves in 2 days (according to the countdown on her site) so it will be some time after that, I'm guessing. So, I'm going to ask you all to check her site out for the next week or so and see what I posted.

Oh, and what she posted, of course.

And her other guest bloggers.

And now, since it's Thursday, and HNT as well, here you go:



Now, I didn't take this one, as you might imagine from looking at it. Michael took it of me while we were driving my daughter home at the end of the Disney trip.

It's of me tho.....

Did you get Half-Nekkid today? Go tell Os

It's hard to say no to 8 hours of overtime pay.....

We've been having this computer problem at work, and I finally figured it out, but it meant going in on my day off. I could have taken today off, but if I'd have done that, I woudn't have gotten any over time.

It's going to make for a loooong week, but I'm sure I'll be happy come Friday.

Oh, and Saturday, of course, which in addition to being Halloween, is also Nevada Day.

It's a celebration of the day that we were admitted as a state, and they put on a pretty good party for it.

For the first time in a long time, I'm actually going to go to the parade. I usually try and avoid it, just cause I've been there so many times over the years, and it's always pretty much the same....

Not that it's bad, it's just a lot of people in a very confined space, and most of them are drunk, or getting there.

This year, however, the powers that be decided that we'd have a 'mini' 25 year class reunion on Saturday. There's a place to meet beforehand (at the parade) and then a pair of bars to go drinking in for later.

Geez...where the fuck did 25 years go?

Buenos con queso,

T.

I think I've picked my theme for NaBloPoMo...

I think I'm going to do '30 Days of Jokes.'

I'm going to do it as Joke one day, Punch Line the next, and so on.

I'll try to offend equally, as I'll do some blonde jokes, some gay jokes.

Some realllly tateless ones.

And mind, these are just my 'q&a' jokes.

I'll save my 'stories' for another time...

Buenos con queso,

T.

So, the real NaBloPoMo is next month.....

Are any of you going to participate this year?

I sure am.

I'd post more, but I'm in a hurry atm, and besides, I don't really have a ton to say. Perhaps tomorrow or the next day, when I don't have to work I can find the time to do something worth posting about.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Every car should have a Jesus handle...

You may call it an 'J.C. Bar', or maybe even 'The Oh Shit Handle/Bar.'

Either way, I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. I'm sure you've used them. What I hate, are cars that don't have them.

I don't care who's at the wheel, even at the most sedate speeds, there are multiple changes in momentum, force, direction, acceleration, deceleration, in any car trip.

Even that run to a buddy's house to borrow a movie or get some beef jerky is plagued with red lights, stupid drivers, and possibly popo's. With all the starting, stopping, turning and all the other assorted bullshit, well....

Shift happens.

During almost every car trip I've ever taken, I've needed to use one at least once.

I mean, right?

If you ask me, every car should have at least 3, and no matter what the vehicle's capacity, one for every passenger.

Well, just thought I'd share.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Slick, sleek, and Supa Sexy.....

So, it's time to reveal my deep, dark secret.

Or not.

I mean, I've been keeping you in suspense, but my secret's not really dark.

Or deep.

Hell, it's not even really much of a secret.

See, I was at Dell's website the other day, looking at all the tech I can't afford, and I (once again) clicked on the 'apply now' for Dell credit button, cause I like to give the computer that checks credit a laugh now and then....

Imagine my surprise, however, when it came back 'approved!!'

I know, right?

Not only that, but the fools gave me a grand to fuck around with, and they had some killer deals going on, so can you really blame me for buying a new laptop:



This lovely is a Dell Inspiron 1750, has a 17.3" 900 dpi screen, 4 gigs of RAM, and a 320 hdd.

Now, I find myself in a bit of a quandry....see, I'm one of those people that name their posessions, so I need a name for my new girl. Any suggestions would be greatly appriciated.

Buenos con queso,

T.

P.S. bonus HNT photo for those of you that care.....

I have a really good excuse this time.....

See, for about 4 or 5 days now, we haven't had internet.

Or home phone service, for that matter.

Of course, I didn't realize it until late Friday, long after the close of business. I'll admit that they were pretty Johnny-on-the-spot about it tho. I called them yesterday, and it's fixed today, so that's cool.

I still don't have anything earth-shattering to relate to you all, but I'm planning a pretty kewl post for HNT this week.

See, I've got something I need to show off, but I'm going to wait until Thursday to do it.

So, if you're not the kind of person that likes to be kept in suspense, I suggest you don't read this post, or you'll be wondering for a couple days what I have in store for you.....

Buenos con queso,

T.

I forgot again yesterday.....

In case you couldn't tell.

I suppose it would be eaiser to do this everyday if I had something exciting to talk about every day.

But then, I guess that's not really what blogging's really all about, is it?

I mean, if this is an online journal or diary, shouldn't it just be filled with the mindless tedium that is real life?

I guess in that light, I do have something to blog about every day.

I'm just not sure it's worth y'all's time to read it.

Stay tuned for the boring.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I'm a big fan of chiropractice.....

I mean, my shoulder still hurts, but I can feel the heal coming.

I don't know if I've mentioned it or not, but I've had like a pinched nerve or pull or strain or some fucking thing, and it's fucking killing me. It's one of those stealth ones too. Only 1 or 2 things I do really trigger the pain, but they trigger it every time.

It's been bugging me for at least a month now, and I finally decided to do something about it. It's kind of silly, really, as Dr Mark never charges me, but I always feel bad about that. I mean, I've known him for ever, and he's told me a million times not to worry about it, but still...

We also went to the range today and did a little shooting:



It was a pretty good day at the range. One of the object d'destruction we took with us:



And another view:



Yeah, that's a Teletubbie.

Or it was anyhow. Considering it took at least 2 rounds, one from a .40 caliber pistol, and the other from an SKS, it was surprisingly resilient, though.

Even at the end, a large piece remained intact. We salvaged that, it will now do something with it.

So, it's back to work tomorrow.

Sigh.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I've known James as long as my hair.....

Let me explain that.

See, James, my technical advisor (what i like to call my tech dealer) and I were hanging out (michael and kyle too) watching a movie when the topic of discussion rolled around to my hair.

Kyle, an former/aspiring longhair was talking about how long it was, which lead to the how long have I been growing it thought, which reminded James and I both that I started growing my hair just about the time I met him.

I think the current estimate is like 13 years ago.

That's a long time to know a person. I doubt that any of you will ever meet him (unless i actually get elected president that is) but if you do, you have to ask him how I almost killed him the first time I met him.....

Oh, and since we were talking about my hair....I was gonna save this for an HNT, but...



Well, since we're still watching the movie and all, I'm going to go. But all of you say hi to James, Kyle, and Michael.

Buenos con queso,

T.

It was a very strange day....

See, I got rides both to and from work today.

I know, right?

I was totally not expecting either one of them either.

Those unexpected bonuses (boni?) are the best, don't you think?

....wow....

I thought I had something to say, but I guess I don't.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Another tale from vacation.....

As you might imagine, the regularity of our trips has given us a certain insight into how to do Dland and California Adventure. I mean, it stands to reason, right?

I shouldn't have to tell you that one of the most important steps in planning a trip to the Magic Kingdom is to secure what we call 'a package deal.'

Our packages always contain room and park tickets, and, depending on which package you select, other little perqs as well. This year, one of the bonuses (boni?) was a character breakfast at one of 3 venues.

We chose the 'Lilo & Stitch' one, primarily because it was in our hotel. The food was great, as it always is. There's a little something for everybody, from milk and cold cereal, to a nicely stocked omelette/egg station where you can have them cooked to order. This year, they had some chicken flautas that were off the fucking hook. And the Hawaiian grilled salmon? Fuckin' A!!

The best part? It's a buffet. For a price, actually prolly not too far off what you'd pay in a SoCal restaurant, you can absolutely gorge yourself. Hell, I ate so much the first time we did it, I didn't really eat at all for the rest of the day.

The food was so good, in fact, that we even ate there a second time, and actually paid for it.

I know, right?

Strangely (or perhaps not so) the general theme of the buffet.

Do I need to be trite and tell you I got Lei'd?

I also got half-nekkid if you click on that link above. Did you? If you did, go tell Os about it.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Your daily moment of Zen.....

Or at least your 'to'daily moment of Zen.

I've got a picture, and a story to share about it. I'll show you the picture:



But, I should warn you, the story that goes along with it is a looong one.

Believe it or not, it started 8 or 9 (10?) years ago.

For realz.

See, it was around that time that my sister gave me a mirror/razor holder for my shower. You know, one of those anti-fog things. Well, believe it or not (my sister never does) I kept that thing all this time.

It was plastic, and it was flimsy. The suction cups holding it to the tile would occasionally 'dry up,' spilling the entire works into the tub. A couple of times, the mirror almost came out.

It put up a hell of a battle, but sadly, it recently met it's demise.

Well, sorta.

See, the unit broke, but I've still got the plastic mirror that was the heart of it, and by wetting the window, or the back of the mirror in question, I can press it against the textured window in the shower pretty much wherever I want, and it'll stick.

That tree you see in the photo above (you do see a tree dont you)?

Yeah, that was what was under the mirror when I peeled it off the glass yesterday. I thought it was pretty cool, and thus, thought to share.

Buenos con queso,

T.

I'm kinda glad I didn't officially sign up this month.....

Cause I already like, missed a day.

So, I'm going to go take a shower now, then come back and blog.

Ok, so I started a load of laundry too.

I'll bet you didn't even notice the time lapse, did you?

Yeah, I thought as much.

I'm like totally bummed I missed yesterday. I had plans to blog, and once or twice thought 'I should go blog now' so I'm not really sure how I let it get away from me.

Well, for good or ill, there's naught I can do about it now.

Today was my Monday, and for a day at work...well, it was a day at work. I really have no complaints, other than just the general 'I hate that I have to get up and go work for "the Man" so that I can make my way in this world' kind, and I'm sure we all have those, so I'll spare you mine.

But then, as Scarlett said, 'Tomorrow is another day,' and even tho tomorrow will prolly be much the same as today, there is always hope.

Hope that I'll win that lottery, that jackpot, that book deal.

That, of course, will lead to my Presidency, and I promise you this: Things will be different when I'm in charge.

I'm not going to go up on my platform now, but I do have strong beliefs about some of the things wrong in this country, and I have real plans to take care of a lot of them.

But that, Dear Readers, is a story for another day.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Well, I wasn't very far wrong.....

I woke up too early, as in after I laid there for a while, and finally gave up on sleep, I checked my 'watch' to see what time it was.

It was 5:07.

After a while.

Oh, my Raiders are getting their asses handed to them.

What are the odds?

Or, as Pops would say 'Imagine that.'

Buenos con queso,

T.

Are ya haunted?

Hah!!

Most obscure movie quote ever. Michael might get it, but the rest of you?

Cha, right!! You haven't got a snowball's chance in Hell.

So, worked today, which was wierd, because it's a Friday, and I'm used to having them off.

I wish I had more exciting things to tell you, like I hit Megabucks or found a suitcase full of money but, alas.

So, I guess that's it for tonight.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Have I ever told you about my 'high-tech' iPod case?

It looks a little something like this:



Yes, that's right, a zipper bag.

It's funny, cause we buy them by the thousands, so I think they cost me about 4 cents, and in the year or so I've had my 'Pod, I've only gone through like 5 of them.

Oh, and it's kind of a funny thing, but it works while it's inside the bag. Not just the clicks, but the rolls too....it's pretty coo.

And, since you can see a couple of my fingers, I'm going to go ahead and call this an HNT photo and be done with it.

But, on to other things.

The NaBloPoMo theme this month is: Haunted.

I'm not for sure I'm going to play this month, but there's a chance.....

Buenos con queso,

T.