Rant & Rave Rave: Looking forward to this weekend. Wife and I are going to have a fun drinking night tomorrow night. And I like those nights a lot. We just hibernate together, drink entirely too much, watch movies and shoot the shit.
Stupid Rave: I farted in the shower this morning and it sounded like my asshole asked a question. The inflection was so perfect that my girlfriend, with her back turned, asked if I said something.
Rant My normally happy and playful one-year-old daughter went for her 18 month needles today. She giggled and chased around other toddlers in the waiting room. We were called in, and as soon as her very nice and trustworthy doctor entered, she completely lost her entire collective shit. She was like a 250 db car alarm that could sink its nails into your flesh I mean FUCKTITSCHRIST you would think we were repeatedly jabbing her with hat pins. Her Banshee-esque screams boomed out into the halls and waiting room, shared by the other four doctor's patients. When we came out, she was sobbing and latched onto me like a sea lamprey while the kids were paralyzed with fear, knowing they were awaiting their doom. It REALLY sucks when your kid makes a scene in such a way.
Rant & Rave Rant: Fuck me. Don't suck on a Fisherman's Friend lozenge because of your lingering cough and then immediately have a sip of coffee. Vile.
BIG FUCKING RANT: I'm about to walk off my work project. I was pulled into this project by another department because they don't have the manpower to do it themselves. Over Feb and March I averaged 12 hours a day excluding lunch, and worked weekends as well. I'm on salary. They promised me overtime pay for the weekend days I worked, which I still haven't received. It's supposed to show up on my next paycheck, so we'll see. Last night I got an email from the head of the department (NOT MY BOSS) accusing me and the other engineers who have been working on this since January of not doing our jobs, because we don't have enough projects entered into his system. No shit, I haven't been able to work on anything but this. Not only that, he tells me that this project doesn't count, because it's not in production yet. I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS SINCE NOVEMBER, IT'S WORTH $156 MILLION OR MORE, BUT IT DOESN'T COUNT? Then he proceeded to tell us that every single project we do, even those COMPLETELY UNRELATED TO HIS DEPARTMENT have to be recorded in his system, so that he can take credit for them. Apparently, even though I work for another department, I'm part of his team. FUCK YOU, YOU ARROGANT PRICK. I'm not part of your team, and I never will be. I don't like the way you run things, I don't like the way you treat your people, I don't like getting condescending emails from you, I don't like being accused of not doing my job, and I don't like getting stuck saving your ass on these projects. In the past two months you've had a company ethics probe opened on you, one of the employees at your facility was almost crushed by a machine, two people you were directly responsible for hiring had to be demoted due to incompetence, and yet somehow, you managed to give yourself a promotion. Whose cock are you sucking to get away with all that bullshit? I'm only still on the jobsite because MY ACTUAL BOSS convinced me to stay. Which leads to: RAVE: Since your stupid ass was arrogant enough to copy all of the Regional Managers and National Manager on your little power trip emails last night, hoping that they'd pressure us to do what you said (since they're actually our bosses) you've now managed to piss all of them off. Apparently they don't appreciate you trying to take credit for all of our work, they don't like their employees being "borrowed" for half the year leaving regional projects with no support, and they especially don't like you treating us like shit after all of that. Have fun at your meeting next week with all of them, and the Group President. Additional Rave: Since I no longer give a shit about you, your "team," or this project, I think instead of sitting on the jobsite all day, every day, I'll let the customer know that I'm "on call" and only come in if they have an actual problem. I helped write the contract for this project, I know what the bare minimum is that I have to do.
Rave: Its my birthday on Sunday but I'm working so since Tuesday I've been celebrating what I would like to call my birthday bender. One of my friends is a nice tall drink of water I've only been talking to for a few months but she spent the night in my bad. The rant would be that I didn't put the mack down but it'll happen soon enough. I;m still drunk as I type this the next morning.
Rant: The UK General Election results (with the exception of one constituency as a candidate recently passed away, so their vote will be postponed until the 27th) are in. We have a Hung Parliament, which will prolong the political dithering. Rave: Yet this is still one of the most entertaining General Elections the UK has seen in the last few decades. Highlights are as follows; Jacqui Smith loses her seat. Now she'll have to pay for her husband's pornography herself rather than using tax payer money. Charles Clark loses his seat. He does not take this news too well when asked for an interview shortly after the given result. Lembit Opik loses his seat, nobody could have possibly seen this coming. His appearance on Have I Got News For You has him taking it in good humour with some hilarious retorts to a variety of jibes such as, "I'm not a politician!" and whipping out a harmonica for some impromptu busking. British National Party leader Nick Griffin suffering titanic losses and a wonderful lack of support. All this empowered by the BNP clearly tearing itself apart at the seams, and even more BNP candidates tarnishing their reputation as a result of engaging in street fights with a group of Asians. (Unfortunately the BNP candidate in this situation was an ex-Royal Marine and sadly gave one of the Asian boys a thorough kicking, hopefully he will suffer at the hands of the law). Esther Rantzen's plans of standing as an Independent MP are left in ruins, with a hilarious lack of support. She received less votes than the BNP in her constituency. Brighton goes Green! UK Independence Party takes a literal nose dive. Jesus Christ himself challenges Conservative leader David Cameron in his own constituency. Further Rant: Several polling stations across the country turned voters away due to either being understaffed, and so could not cope with the mass turnout (voters qued for up to three hours in some constituencies and were turned away at 22:00) or in some cases, running out of ballot papers before polling was closed. This is utterly ludicrous as each polling station has a complete list of all registered voters for its respective constituency, and as such it would only take a second to work out the number of ballot papers needed for the polling station. In addition a patronizing congratulations to Preston, who managed to allow a fourteen year old boy to vote.
Rant: 3 years ago today, my favorite fighter of all-time, Diego Corrales died in a motorcycle time. I am so bummed at how late I got into writing about the sport that I never got the chance to meet him and tell him what his career meant to me as a fan. Rave: Honoring the fallen warrior by watching his greatest conquest, which ironically took place five years ago today. His war with Jose Luis Castillo will stand the test of time and has cemented Chico's legacy as one of the sport's greatest warriors. RIP, champ.
RAVE: Really sick. Why a Rave? Cause I'm really drunk. RANT: I understand the nations economy running on debt, spending to make money etc. etc., but some people need to learn the concept of 'robbing Peter to pay Paul.' I have a guy I work for, notorious for late payment. Spending money he doesn't have and writing checks his ass literally can't cash. His ass is SITTING IN JAIL because of not fulfilling a court mandated probation after illegally turning his ex's power back on. I was giving him a chance cause he has done business in the past with another guy I know, who always came through covering for him to make sure I'm 'happy.' Well, his wife is leaning on me to get their project done, so she can collect the money from the advertisers. I've been sitting on it, because I know he's in the can. How much do you wanna bet that money will pay his bail, and leave me with my hand out? RAVE: It definitely sounds like something I USED to get myself into, thus funny, because it's not me. RAVE: My chicken soup is amazing. SO good. RANT: Homemade chicken soup gives you the raunchiest farts.
Rant: I have to live on $76.03 for the next 3 (or god help me 4) weeks. Rave: Leave for 8 days in the BWCAW 3:00 AM Sunday.
RANT: My house has been flooded. The rain came down in Nashville like the heavenly retribution for the sins of all man kind. I should have jumped in the backyard and started frantically building an Ark. New Orleans and now Nashville, two of America's musical cities. John Stewart was right when he said God isn't so much the man upstairs as he is the angry old man downstairs hitting the ceiling with a broom handle and yelling at the kids upstairs to keep the music down. RAVE: Steeplechase!
Rant: I know, i'm sick of baby bitching too. I swear i'd be blissful if my kid were ok. Rant: Other than the enlarged spleen, once we finally got to talk to a nurse about the 10 blood tests she said they are all normal.. except one. Increased liver enzymes. Rant: They won't tell us what any of this could mean until his ultrasound next week. And all of it could technically mean nothing. I won't google it because I know i'll freak myself out. Rave: It's friday, and the kids are in bed.
Rant/Rave The lesbian coworker of mine who asked me to help her get pregnant just found out she has a tumor on/around her pituitary gland, one of the effects of which is infertility. This means I will not be reproducing any time soon, but it also frees me of the possible emotional upheaval donating half a kid would have caused. It also means I don't have to tell my Dad about it OR hide it from him, which were going to be my choices before. Before that Rave side sounds too callous, odds are it's not malignant, though they don't know for sure.
Rave: The plan I've created for some financial independence is afoot starting this weekend. Rant: The fear of failure is almost tangible Rave: I'm going to succeed.
Rant: I have to be awake at 5 am (it's midnight now) and I'm off to the 24 hour walmart to buy a duffel bag because I can't actually pack for a 5 day camping trip in a normal sized backpack. Rave: 5 day camping trip in the Columbia River Gorge outside of Portland with mass quantities of booze and what the forecast says will be good weather. Knock on wood.
Rave: I graduate from college today. Whoa. Rant: Still not so sure I'm ready to go. I already have grad school lined up, and I'm excited to move to a new city, but it will still be a difficult adjustment period. Double Rant: Really really not ready for my college scholarship checks to stop coming. That was my spending money. Grad school is going to be poor. Rave: Still feeling very fortunate that I have these amazing opportunities before me.
Rant: The torrent for a rugby game I am dying to watch has yet to be released. I haven't checked emails, texts or news websites in 36 hours for fear of knowing the result. It is killing me. Rave: People willing to take the time and effort to share sporting events with others.
Rant: Had a blowout at 75 mph last night. Rave: Easy fix since I had a real spare, and not just a rinky dink donut. Now I need a new tire.