I'm on the phone, bitch!

This thing up to my ear is what is known as a phone. It allows people to communicate with each other over long distances. It is very difficult for me to understand what you are saying when I am on it talking about projects and the like with our colleagues.

Nice try with the, "I didn't see you were on it." Next time, look at me and I am sure you will notice the plastic handset placed up against my face. I'm not just talking to myself for fun...

Target Revisited

The people who don't watch Survivor, CSI and ER are weird... They tend to congregate at Target and buy smelly candles...

Note to self when shopping for smelly candles DO NOT place nose to candle in an attempt to smelly the plastic scent... Hundreds, if not thousand, have done the same thing before you arrived.....Thank goodness I never buy smelly candles...

Is it just me or do the new Star Wars action figures look like cheap black market knock offs of the originals???(circa 1978) what's the deal.........

Recognized

So, wow, I am famous!!!
Not really...

I have been toiling away in this rock band for over a year now.

Saturday night, party time at Herr Docktor Doom's, in conversation with some one I had never met before she says to me
"I know you"
To which I reply
"oh really?"
"Are you in Shoddy Workmanship" (another band, that we have played with before).
I attempt to correct her by saying,
"Well no, put my band has played with them..."
Before I could finish my sentence she blurts out the $64,000 answer.

"THE BOLOPHONICS, oh I love you guys."

One word....

Awesome!

Ode to a little piece of plastic

Oh, tiny chunk of plastic
You're black and coarse and you felt like a boulder
My was I surprised when you fell from my ear onto my shoulder!

messing with the B O Double S

El Jefe has the perculiar Obsessive Compulsive routine of spray waxing the conference table and neatly organizing periodicals, outside my office, so that their edges run parallel to the desk edges. Little devil me decided to make sure that one of the periodicals was skewed. So far I have seen him pass my door 3 times to inspect said periodical.

Apparently...

... the Marburg/Ebola outbreak in Angola is not a good subject to chuckle about.

Then again I wasn't the one who was at work until 1:00 AM on a Sunday Night.


Come on now people, let me know when my grammar is awful.

The edit tool is quite useful.

Why you be hatin'?

First, I need to give a shout out to a random citizen, this angel is one of the few good peeps in the DC environ. Thanks for visiting and I hope you read/visit again.

Second, is it me or is there a lot of negativity in the good music out there. Fine example..Fine song.. Beats, they got them! Mu, why she so angry? Out of breach.

Have a good weekend!

The rock that didn't happen

playing a lizard lounge show is not ideal
first it's in Alexandria, the rockinist town ever (god I wish they created a sarcasm font.)
second it is a multi-level beer hall, where folks are more interested in getting their drink on to the sounds of Kenny Chesney (sic?) then listening to a bunch of indie poppers.
third the rock was certainly not going to be felt, we were opening for a supposed R&B band that has the same name as a congressman. Nothing says rock when you share the name of a congressman.

Coupe detat, is the only description I can give. The majority of the band (read the whole band) said lets drop the show.

Emails were exchanged with the promoter, and as it turns out he apologizes to us for putting us on a bill with a groop that sounds nothing like us. So he let us cancel at the last minute. Plus he promised to give us a couple more shows at a later date.

Now, granted that is a very generous thing for him to do, but it ain't like we are the Wedding Present or even Lejeune. Then again neither of those bands would be caught in shit hole like the Lizard Lounge.

Remind me sometime to tell you about their bathroom...

sick

so sick of being sick.

what's worse is... i'm not really sick, I am sure it is just a bad allergy problem to the new spores, molds, and pollen flying about. Luckily pressure in my head is not to bad. But my lungs are gunked up with fluid and snot.

sick so sick...

let's get sick is how I wanna spend my day.........I love you Matsumi Kanamori, erhmm and you to Maurice Fulton.

Thanks to Sucka for sending me the link to Congotronics, wow is all I can say.

Happiness is... (part deux)

...almost passing out in Ikea.

why is that happiness, you must ask?

It just means that I was in no condition to go to work the next day.
After calling the office to say I wouldn't be stumbling into work, I slept until 3:00PM and awoke just in time to view Judge Joe Brown and Judge Judy work their magic on the trailer trash of these United States.
Didn't even touch a computer until 5:00PM. At which point I wish I hadn't.

Happiness is not an electric drum set!!

Happiness is....

being seated at 2:25 PM in a restuarant that closes at 2:30 PM.

Thanks Sushi Aoi. We love you. Next time we will be sure to arrive sooner.

Why is it?

The bigger, the uglier and the older you are the amount of noxious perfume or cologne rises exponentially.

Belated April Fools

So its Saturday early evening and I am listening to music.

Gives me hope for monotone!

COPS is about to come on soon. I love COPS, I watch because I look forward to the possibility of seeing people I know running from the PO-PO. Living in North Carolina, New Mexico and Kentucky, you sure do meet a lot of interesting folks who will do anything to become famous.

My hats off to Sucka for pulling off a brilliant first of April prank. You are one of the only in DC to have an actual sense of humor, The Saviours be damned.

My hats off to Junebug McQueen for her most excellant first of April prank. All I can say is we're expecting around October 31. Happy Halloween!!

Never got into Helium, but Lucy is amazing!

Jerking off into the Connecticut River

I painfully sat through a story my boss told about a guy who on a regular basis masturbated into the Connecticut River, while on a bridge, making sure that his 'SEED' went downstream. Oddly enough the story morphed into a conversation about the inappropriate and unprofessional office behavior of our Methadone loving controller.

I feel as though I work on the set of THE OFFICE!