I went to Wendy's today, and these two black chicks behind the counter (well ok, one was too old to be a chick), were all staring at me, like RIGHT at me and like two feet away. Finally one of them was like "don't be scared...we just think you got bedroom eyes or somethin'"

"oh yeah he fine. he fine, he ain't got no wedding band either" said the other one

"I saw that! I don't know if he got a girlfriend or nothin cause he ain't tellin"

Then their manager came over and started yelling at them and saying Wendy's isn't a meat market.

I was pretty dumb struck.

Later on as I was driving, I saw a girl get plastered when a car drove through a puddle. It was classic.

That has been my day so far.

I don't understand why people think it's ok to call me at all hours of the goddamned night.

Seriously, I've been working a regular first shift, full time job for what? Almost four years now?

Not cool to call me at midnight on a monday. I don't care who you are, or how great of a time you're having, or even how bad of a time you're having. I don't care, and you should fucking grow up.

As a matter of fact, don't call me or text me past 9 p.m. on the weekend either. Chances are I'm enjoying a quiet evening at home. Believe me, the keg party you're at isn't *the* keg party of a lifetime, and even if it was, again, I'm kinda too old for that kind of shit.

This is why I'll be getting a new number soon, and a lot of people won't be getting it.

After having quite possibly the worst cold ever for the entire week, I was finally feeling good enough to venture out on Saturday.

The Buick has been making a little noise in the front of the car. Nothing really alarming, I thought it could just be a soft tire, or a wheel out of balance.

Low and behold there was a thud, a clunk and a clamor while driving it on satruday. I couldn't keep driving the car because it sounded like a wheel was going to fall off.

So there I was, for the first time in several years broke down on the side of the fucking road...well okay, not the side, I limped it to a parking lot, but STILL! It was cold and I was afraid of catching pneumonia.

My grandmother's 98 Buick with a lowly 80,000 miles on the odometer is fucked. And that's not discounting the fact that the heater has been leaking for months leaving the inside of the car WICKED foggy ALL the time.

I have to call the garage today to find out what's wrong with it, but it leads me to this:

1.) I'm never going to buy another American car, considering this 'upscale' care couldn't make it to 100,000 miles or 10 years with out a serious mishap.

2.) Ford deserved to lose it's #2 spot to Toyota, and GM deserves to lose number one, and I hope it does. All the workers deserve to be laid off, and the companies deserve to go bankrupt for making such inferior products, and not even having the foresight to compete with Toyota on ANY front that matters.

3.) That 'Right in the Center' guy kind of annoys me.

Cities of the Underworld was pretty awesome last night

p.s. I think I'm in love with uber-hawt Jeopardy contestant Jennah Durant.

What was the highlight of the superbowl in my opinion? Chicken wings.

Teryaki, honey mustard, and spicy...but only with spicy was the bleu cheese not a horrible combination.

For beer I went with Molson Golden. Why, I'll never know.

What I do know, is that the game wasn't all that exciting for me. More sacks than a potato warehouse.

The commercials? sucked dude...

And while Tom Petty is awesome, he doesn't have the rock and roll get-the-crowd going type act.

I fell asleep somewhere near the start of the third quarter 

A friend of mine died at work yesterday. Someone found him in one of the men's room stalls after he had been gone for a while.

Really sucks  :-(

I miss it terribly. They were playing a re-run game on NESN last night, and oh how I missed Rem-Dawg’s voice.

That’s something I realized that I love about spring/summer, without actually ever realizing it. There’s always something to watch in the summer time; something you’re connected to…involved in. It’s just an institution. Like, what’s better than your power getting knocked out during a thundershower, so you sit in your car or whatever and listen to the rain thud on the roof, and the ball game is on AM radio, all static when lightning strikes…good theatre of the mind shit. That’s quality, that’s why your grandparents talk about the olden days.

I’m feel a little stepped on by society, if society is a reflection of the TV. Is it? I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and I mean that. Too much bad crap on. I don’t think a word exists; oh yes it does: Disappointed.

All day Sunday, there was like three or four channels just running marathons of those real life murder shows….and the news, man oh man. I just can’t quit the news, ya know? I know it’s always bad news that just harvests paranoia and rage and shame, but jeez Louise; instead of talking about how bad Myspace is for kids, why don’t you talk about ways to be a better parent? And the crime shows with abbreviated names: CSI, NCIS, etc. You guys can’t finger the perp in the first ten minutes of the fucking show? You’re retarded. Horatio Cane is not a believable character. HE IS NOT A BELIEVABLE CHARACTER…none of them are! Jerry Bruckheimer is one of the biggest contributors of the dumbing down of American society in the last 15 years.

Here’s a concept: Substitute special effects for a substantial dialogue. Oh nevermind, they tried that, and it just gets cancelled.

Click the channel: Death Click the channel: Murder Click the channel: Rape Click the channel: Political mudslinging Click the channel: Britney Spears Click the channel: Some fucking show trying to set up has-been rock stars on a date.

Baseball is amazing, steroids or not.

I just took my oath, and sent in the paperwork for a passport. That was the last step before signing on the dotted line for the 10 day trip to China in April.

So, I'm a little nervous, but also pretty excited. I've never been out of the country before, so going to a Communist country that's somewhat at-odds with the country I reside in is a little nerve racking. I'm also scared to death of flying, so spending 20-plus hours in a flying tube of foreigners is also kind of off putting, but never the less! I'm pushing myself to go, and to not be a little homesick crybaby about it. Zoiks.

On the super plus side, I get to see relics that date back thousands of years*, spend time with Taoist priests at Wudan Mountain, practice Kung Fu in it's land of origin, and sample the cuisine of Shanghai.

Anyone hear the two different versions of the naval incident between the US Navy and Iran?

My take: The U.S. version sounds pretty sketchy, like some dude with a handkerchief over the receiver doing a really bad 'Achmed the Terrorist' impersonation.

I laughed haughtily when I heard them compare the two versions.

Hillary Clinton just totally satisfied all those people who said that she wouldn't have the resolve to face down an enemy, or run a country.

She showed too much emotion, and it's rumored that she'll drop out of the Presidential race if she doesn't fare well in New Hampshire. I guess high heels aren't good for a war footing.

Why is John McCain doing well? He SUCKS dude. He's like your friends crotchety grandfather who looks like he's gonna keel over any minute, and when he talks, those pauses make it seem like he's trying to squeeze the bear back into the cave.

Romney? He's just way too creepy.

I hope Obama wouldn't select John Edwards as a VP. He's such an also-ran, and a kind of wet blanket. it's like listening to a better looking Dr. Phil

In spite of Huckabee being completely against the theory of evolution, I think he could be a kick-ass president. He did great things for Arkansas as a governor.

Guiliani? Pack it in, dude.

I've been doing a little thinking about something that was a hot topic like a month ago.

The Connecticut Valley Atheists erected a sign in the center of Vernon/Rockville along side a Christmas display, and a Jewish display (read more here: http://www.cvatheists.org/).

Anyway, the sign shows the twin towers and reads "Imagine No Religion".

At first I kind of supported the idea, like "yes, I'm all about representing the less popular consensus, so this appeals to me." Especially since it was causing an uproar with local Christians/Catholics, and heck, I kind of enjoy that.

The other hand though, feels like slapping the atheist community across their collective face. I mean really; you're implying that religion is the sole cause of the 9/11 attacks? Sure, that was part of it, but what about 200 plus years of imperialism? Capitalism? Imagine no money.

If you really *are* trying to get people to abandon religion, who exactly are you targeting? You should take your case to the radicals of religion, like the Islamic fundamentalists for obvious reasons, or the mega-pig Joel Osteen crowd for turning humble worship into an ultra profitable house of greed; not to the center of a relatively unassuming town. Your butter knife is just not enough to slay the dragon.

Christmas is important to a lot of people. I don't really enjoy it, don't believe in the whole Nativity thing, and haven't really decided how I would want to present it to my children, but I DEFINITELY don't want to have to explain a sign like that to a 6 year old child because some asshole hippie decided to make a first amendment case out of it in between his or her shitty graphic design temp jobs.

Shut. The fuck. Up.

There was one of those notes on the bulletin board at work...free cat to a loving home, with the phone numbers cut neatly into shreds.

Some fucking jerk wrote 'Good cat=dead cat' on it, then drew a crude shark on it and added 'good shark bait'. May or may not be the same guy with the giant pick up and probably small dick with the bumper sticker that says 'Cat missing? Try checking under my tires'

Got me thinking about the "haves" and "have nots". My original tirade was going to go something like "the have nots deserve not to have, and we should continue to kick them while they're down".

Generalization is a thing I'm really trying to avoid these days.

I was thinking about society, particularly American society in this bell shaped curve of Assholism. Like, the absolute most destitute people don't seem to be all that hateful, because their world is so detached from ours, that they just seem to be content with whatever they can get their hands on.

Move up a little farther, then you get crime. People who are poor and uneducated, yet somewhat involved with society, and they start seeing things they'd like to have, but simply can't afford, so they steal.

A little farther up, you've got the lower crust of blue collar America. Too honest to steal, too mad to get informed, and just making ends meet. These are the fundamentalist Christians, the people who think Iran should be wiped off the face of the earth without even questioning the ramifications of that...the people I say "intelligence isn't earned in school, it's earned through information." And they get mad and think I'm a snob.

Then you have the peak...you're either just about to make it out of your rut, or you just did. You look down on friends and family for never reaching your height, and you kick the people climbing up the ladder in the face so they can't catch you. You make new friends, and new enemies...arrogance soon sets in.

Then you start the downward slope...you become detached from society, and the bad parts of life because you have enough good things in life to distract you, and you're not worried about competition, because there aren't many people at your level to compete with.

I dunno...someone probably already wrote something like this...

I feel great. I discovered that if I leave for work ten or fifteen minutes later than normal, I still get there at the same time. I avoid the school busses, and somehow manage to miss slow moving dump trucks, old ladies, and other things that generally slow me down.

Since this landmark discovery, I've been able to enjoy breakfast at home, drink less coffee, and am a more productive worker when I get in. Hooray! Maybe my ulcers will go away.

Here's a quote I like that was printed on a box of tea I just bought:

"For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear-when you are the hammer, strike"-Edwin Markham.

I like a tea that inspires war acts.

I hate Dunkin Donuts, and I know I complain about it all the time, but seriously, it fucking blows.

Unintelligible immigrants, minorities with attitudes, and women with eyes pointing in two different directions so you can't tell if shes talking to you or not...that's the Dunkin Donuts staff...not to mention the THREE different employees at the Stafford Dunkin Donuts missing two or more teeth. D&D has no standards. I don't want meth addicts handling my bagel...it just seems unclean.

I use to have a crush on Rachael Ray...not anymore. Fantabulous? Your boobs are too high up on your chest.

I'll never stop bitching about Dunkin Donuts...ever.

I think I'm going to make it a new mission in life to open a Tim Horton's nearby, then sell it, then go to it every day on the way to work.

I don't understand how Krispy Kreme went out of business. I mean, maybe I will since I'm doing my final accounting project on it...so I'll let you folks know.

Not really blog worthy, but I just realized that it was three years ago today that I started at Hamilton. It doesn't sound like a long time, but considering all that's happened since then, it feels more like ten years.

Much of the violence, gross and subtle, throughout our
descent into history has been at the hands of persons possessed of
and by a sacred text.  And that text could be secular too, it
could be the Communist manifesto or the DSM III.  Once a text is
considered superior to the felt experience of individual truth
sense it ceases to be a text and becomes an iron lid on human
consciousness.

I've been the brunt of 'teaism' a few times recently, and it's very annoying.

I guess somehow, American machismo and caffeine-rage have kind of squandered the art of tea drinking in favor of coffee.

Don't get me wrong, I love the black gold just as much as the next guy, but seriously, I love me some tea, especially green tea, and most specifically, Honey-Ginseng Green Tea (especially when battling a wicked cold such as the one I have now.)

Every now and then, you end up in a situation where you're drinking tea amongst a bunch of surly coffeeists. Yesterday I was down in the cafeteria getting a hot cup of said tea, and admittedly being private about it because it just so happened to be break time for the machinists, and I didn't want a lot of guff.

Lo and behold, I was in the cashiers line, when she politely asked at the top of her lungs "coffee or tea, honey?" and it felt like every eye in the room was on me.

Teaist bastards.

http://www.naomiklein.org/shock-doctrine

I was listening to Naomi Klein this morning on WHUS. I definitely want to pick up this book.

It's about how these countries that come in (predominately the US, and the World Bank) and exploit areas hit by disaster in order to set up a capitalist economy that will work in our interests.

Here's a fairly brief article:

http://www.thenation.com/doc/20050502/klein

I just paid $371.13 for 125 gallons of heating oil. That's fucking insane. I know I'm beating a dead horse here, I mean, I'm kinda surprised no one has buried this horse yet...it stinks I tell ya. Yay America. Support ur troops lol!

You know damn well the price of oil is up so the big cheeses can get a nice fat Christmas bonus.

All this 'peak oil' shit is bullshit, I mean, yeah we're running out, but if it was *really* serious, someone, somewhere would step in.

We're all being duped, folks, and that's that.

I'd like to know how the hell a minimum wage family survives.