Rant I'll try to keep this as part bipartisan and civil as possible. What the fuck is wrong with you people? Why do you call Bin Laden a coward for hiding in a house while sending others to die? Does that make any sense? I hate him as much as the next guy, but when does the leader charge the front line? Retards.
Rant: Apt metaphor for my job: It blows balls. I had an ungodly long whiny post typed out, but screw that. At least I have a job, amirite?
Rave Happy (belated) 100th Birthday, Robert Johnson. Mr. Johnson was the par excellence of ALL bluesman, with his beautiful, endlessly influental guitar pulling and honey-sweet vocal stylings (contrasted against the usually gruff singing treatment) that blended so seamlessly with his hooks. Here's a man who had a shit life and brought it out in song, true Blues. Without him, Blues would NEVER be as great and Rock and Roll may have never even EXISTED. If this man truly sold his soul to the Devil to play guitar, then explain to me how a soulless man could play an instrument so fucking good. You are loved by music fans everywhere, Mr. Johnson. And we thank you.
Rave: I really like the Midwest. Mostly because 99% of the people are polite. So much so that when traffic was stopped on I-80 East today for literally 10 minutes (I shit you not I put my car in park and started web browsing) guess how many horns I heard going off... None. Not a single fucking horn. If that shit happened on the east coast people would have been climbing out of their cars and attacking each other.
Rant: I love how after at least 20 different e-mails go out about mixing the volume of movies correctly so that when they're screened, it isn't super loud/quiet, people still fuck up their audio. This leads to the movies that are mixed correctly (the ones myself and my other friend worked on) are played back quietly because stupid people are fucking retarded. Rave: Both of mine went over well, so that's good. Hopefully they win some awards and shit.
Rant: Today during occupational therapy we were paired off and played Scattegories. I was paired with an attractive depressed/alcoholic girl my age so naturally I needed to showcase my stunning wit and charm. For three separate answers on one sheet I filled in 'fetuses' (something you put in a suitcase, something you want to hide, etc.) but at the last second we changed them to sane people answers. Thank. Fucking. God. As we were leaving a lady in her 20's started sobbing because her friend had just gotten a hysterectomy and the lady had recent lost her child. The partner and I make eye contact, jaws drop and immediately shred the fuck out of the piece of paper. Christ I'm retarded.
Rave: Peppermints Frozen Yogurt. I win at life. Rave: Anyone catch Jon Stewart own Bill O'Reilly on his own show? BOO-yah!
Rant: You know those farts that are so bad even you can't stand them? Just had one of those and it's not going anywhere.
Rant There was a farmer's market next to my apartment today. I love to cook, so I was really excited about it all week. I showed up to it today and it was a bunch of hipsters selling flowers and overpriced fruit. $10 for a small ass container of "locally grown organic" strawberries? Go fuck yourself. Rave Wegmans has all fresh produce 30% off. I like to think they did it as a 'fuck you' to the hipsters at the farmer's market next door.
I just want to share with everyone that I'm really excited that my company nominated me to be a Fire Warden. Like, really excited! Because now I get to attend "practice" drills, and put on a shiny red helmet, and sit through meetings where people ask panicked questions like: "If I'm on lunch and there is a fire, how is everyone in my office going to know what to do?!" Well, dick farmer, I'm pretty sure they're all just going to sit at their desks and burn if you don't stop stuffing your face and hustle your ass up the stairs to tell them to leave the building.
Rant: I've had awful IBS for several years now. I think I figured out part of the problem today: I am nearly positive that I am lactose intolerant. Dairy isn't the only problem food but it is a good start. Rave: Now I can start taking lactase enzyme supplements or avoid dairy products altogether. Thank God there is a simple solution. Now to figure out why I experience IBS symptoms from those other foods...
Rave: At the end of last year we did a one of automation system for a little company in Grand Rapids. System worked extremely well and all of the production people loved it. Little company gets bought up by a much bigger company a couple months ago. My old contact gets promoted to running both facilities and asks me to come in and evaluate his new plant. He tells me to leave my morning schedule open. When I get to the plant he tells me to take a walk around, take any pictures or videos I need. Get as many sample parts collected as I need, stop workcells if I need to... carte blanche. So I start walking... and walking... and walking. This fucking place was huge. 70 total workcells. They want new equipment quoted for all of them. Holy fuck.
RAVE: So many hours at work...thanks to those who call off frequently, your money pays my bills quite nicely. RAVE: At 135 lbs., I can take down a full rack of ribs in one sitting. For $12, no less.
Rant: Wife needs surgery. She has had frequently recurring infections in her sinuses for the past six months or so, and she finally went to an ear, nose, and throat specialist. After a CT scan, he noted that she has a deviated septum (which we already knew) and that her entire sinuses are swollen from the frequent infections, which prevented them from properly draining, which in turn caused even more infections. Now she has to get the septum corrected and the sinuses drained, after which she'll be laid up for about a week. Rave: Got extremely lucky with the timing, in that their only surgery opening happened to be on the first day of a vacation she was already planning. She has already turned the one week vacation into a two week paid sick-leave. The doctor said that she only needs about a week for recovery, so if all goes well, she'll be laid up for a week, then get another week off, and still get those vacation days back, plus her infections will stop, and she won't be so fatigued and she'll be able to breathe. Rant: We were going to start trying for our first kid, but that is pushed back until she recovers, now. I was looking forward to the frequent sex.
Rave: Did an open mic on my birthday last Monday. A bunch of friends came out and got drinks with me. Got a little inebriated. Its only the third time I have done it, and they have all been far spaced out. Just a hobby I am really enjoyinh. Here is the video link, rep me some feedback: Rave: Went to LA/SLO this past weekend to cover a few fights. First card was Friday on ESPN, I was on the apron taking pictures, was on TV a bunch [got a bunch of texts, one asking what was up with the Ace Ventura hairdo]. Saturday was the Andre Ward-Arthur Abraham fight. Won a ton of money the past two weekends betting on boxing. LOTS of driving, my girlfriend was a trooper as we navigated this whole weekend without much sleep. Went to this Danish town near the casino the first fight was at called Solvang, stopped at a brewery and got faded before heading to LA on Saturday. Had a nice buzz heading into Carson for the fight. Was glad the weather held up during the fight because the Home Depot Center is outdoors. Week from Friday will be heading to Reno for another ESPN card.
Rant: My schedulers are idiots. There's three of us stud's on the same flight but none of us are flying together. Rave: Luckily, someone pulled their head out of their ass and put two of us together. Rant: Thursday is my airspace brief, I have to know everything about every airspace that we could possibly fly through. Tons of shit. Rant: Precheck is on Saturday. Precheck is the flight before my actual instrument check and it's easily the hardest brief and flight of flight school. Literally anything is fair game and the instructors know that. Rant: Monday is my aircraft check. Have to know everything about the TH-57c. Rant: Tuesday is my instrument check. Have to know everything about instrument flying. Rave: My wheels should arrive next week, and my exhaust parts have arrived today. Rave: Next weekend is Memorial Day, that means it's a three day weekend.
RANT: New job both sucks and blows. RAVE: Got my severance from the last place. Didn't even have to fight it.
Rant: OK, rain. You can fuck off now. Rant: My youngest brother (11) posted a Facebook status the other day about how he hates school and can't wait for the summer break. He followed that up last night by posting a picture of himself with his hair all messed up. The caption: so need a hear cut I want to smack him. Just once.