March 31, 2006

I just hope it's not gay.

About 4 months ago I promised a couple of friends of mine I would attend a party they where having this weekend. At the time I didn’t think anything about it. Ever since then, like women, they kept asking me, “You’re still coming to the party, right?” When they asked I would assure them, “Yes, I said I was going to be there, I’ll be there!” Then about a month ago it is brought to my attention, this isn’t just a regular party. No, this is a Wrestlemania party.

People, of all the things that I am, a “raselin’” fan I am not. Since then I’ve tried just about everything to get out of going to this stupid party. Including saying, “Yeah, you know I really don’t like `raselin’, so there isn’t any reason for me to go.” They, however, keep saying I should go just to socialize. I’m thinking I could socialize much better at a local strip club then during Wrestlemania.

This whole thing kind of vexes me. IÂ’m used to people NOT wanting me around, not trying to get me to go do something. Oh well, I gave them my word, so on Sunday IÂ’m going to go watch a bunch of sweaty men grapple with each other. (I canÂ’t believe I just typed that.) Before I go, IÂ’m heading out to the local black powder range and doing some shooting. ItÂ’s been too long since IÂ’ve shot black powder and my season is starting. Plus maybe if I show up smelling like the bowels of hell (Burnt black powder smells like sulfur and arse), they might let me get out of there early.

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March 13, 2006

Now that is awkward

Friday night I went out with some people from work. One of my friends is leaving the company and moving to Arizona. HeÂ’s been with the company for three years and started off in the other office, about 6 months ago he transferred to our office. HeÂ’s a bit of a social butterfly, unlike shy olÂ’ me, so there where a lot of people there to wish him well.

Many of these people were not from my current unit, so I didnÂ’t know who they where. After a while, I forced myself to stop being such a wall flower and try to talk to some of the people I didnÂ’t know. When I saw a table that had a group that I didnÂ’t know sitting at it, I walked up. Taking a seat, I waited until they finished their conversation to introduce myself. IÂ’m thinking I should have been a little more aggressive to save the following situation from happening.

Worker A: IÂ’m not sure who he is, do you?

Worker B: IÂ’ve never met him; IÂ’m not sure who he is either. Do you know anything about him?

Worker C: Not at all, heÂ’s from the other office.

(At this point IÂ’m getting ready to interrupt, introduce myself and inquire who they where talking about.)

Worker A: All I know is that he got the promotion. I heard he is an asshole.

(Only two people received a promotion at work in the last couple of weeks, and only one of them was male, me.)

Contagion: I donÂ’t know, I always thought I was a pretty nice guy. Hi, IÂ’m (Contagion).

The looks on their faces was classic. I sat and talked with them for a little bit and even bought them a drink. We laughed about the whole thing. There is a chance that one of them may end up reporting to me next week. To me it would be better that they feel comfortable with me, then to be worried about some kind of imagined repercussion for an incident of gossiping outside of the work place. ThatÂ’s just not something I do, nor do I want them thinking that way of me. As far as IÂ’m concerned, what happens outside of work can not be punished at work. In fact that is the corporate policy.

Personally, IÂ’d never risk it. You never know what is going to happen and who is going to try to get you in trouble for an imagined slight after hours at the local bar.

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March 07, 2006

Morally reprehensible

I have seen some wild schemes before, but Dr. Phat Tony bought a goat, named her Jill, and if he doesn’t earn $16,000.00 off of her before March 15, 2007 he’s going to kill and eat her. He has even come up with a “Save Jill” t-shirt you can buy. $2.00 of each purchase goes toward saving Jill’s life. At first I thought he was just joking, but I’m starting to take him serious.

Hey, IÂ’m all for trying to raise money any way you want. But I find this absolutely appalling. What heÂ’s doing is a travesty and should be stopped. He has to think about how this is going to affect his family. Thus I refuse to donate any money to the preservation of Jill.

I mean cÂ’mon if your going to kill and eat a goat, donÂ’t wait a year. It gets too stringy. Personally I think he should let it age about two more months and then eat it. It should still be really tender and have a great taste. Hell, if he wants IÂ’m sure I can get Wes to give him the recipe for his Scottish Goat Chili! Everything is better with goat!

Let's face it folks, that delicious walking roast is not going to raise that kind of money in a year, why let the meat go bad?

Update: It seems that JimmyB, the Conservative UAW Guy, has even gotten into trying to ruin to meat!

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