Ha ha a ha ha ha ha ha aha ha ha ha.....
Check out the last guy quoted in the article. Did the reporter go LOOKING for this guy so he could quote him?
Check out the last guy quoted in the article. Did the reporter go LOOKING for this guy so he could quote him?
This is the best game ever. Make sure you have your sound on. Beware, you may get stuck playing for hours and hours!
Oh Friday, how I love you so,
but why must you go by so slow, sooo slow?
If at home, by now I'd be floored,
but here I remain, restless and bored.
Content I'd be, if I were deep in work,
but instead I surf, like a slacking jerk.
Once and for all, I must finally say
Friday's OK, but I really love cheat day.
Sunday, oh Sunday where are you,
with pizza, fried cheese, and a frothy brew?
On burgers, nuggets, and those tasty fries,
I'll fill myself, 'til I've popped my eyes.
Work for five and workout on Saturday too!
Gluttony will stop me from feeling like poo.
'Til then I'll remain in a bitter, sour mood,
Good morning, God bless, now where's the food?
but why must you go by so slow, sooo slow?
If at home, by now I'd be floored,
but here I remain, restless and bored.
Content I'd be, if I were deep in work,
but instead I surf, like a slacking jerk.
Once and for all, I must finally say
Friday's OK, but I really love cheat day.
Sunday, oh Sunday where are you,
with pizza, fried cheese, and a frothy brew?
On burgers, nuggets, and those tasty fries,
I'll fill myself, 'til I've popped my eyes.
Work for five and workout on Saturday too!
Gluttony will stop me from feeling like poo.
'Til then I'll remain in a bitter, sour mood,
Good morning, God bless, now where's the food?
Thursday, March 18, 2004
I second Jeb Bartlett for President! He rocks! As for Tony, he is a Supreme Justice (as opposed to a Supreme Court Justice). He is among people who can decide what the law is based solely on what they ate for breakfast that morning and whether the syrup dripped to left or right of the pancake. He has his job for life and, no matter what, is free to do what he pleases (unless he does something horribly wrong like die). So, as screwed up as it may be, we have no choice but to deal with it, which means Cheyney will get away with it. With "it" being whatever he did wrong, but not limited to everything and including running under the republican flag.
Bartlett for America!
Berry for US Ambassador to Aruba
Bartlett for America!
Berry for US Ambassador to Aruba
Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Ah, Jelani - clearly you are bored, it's been a while since you posted. Rob, you're funny, it's a shame Doug doesn't read the blog. And Tom...he is scary. What's scarier are the accounts by witnesses that the children (and the children who were also grandchildren) were alive when police arrived, and that police didn't respond to the gunshots that witnesses heard. A 14-year-old boy said he was sure officers heard the shots too, because they ducked.
So as I sit at home another day with my leg in the air, I began to wonder because tutoring was boring to do alone. Many will not get that aweful joke until they read that I am a math teacher. Even then, some will still be lost. IN any event, my surgery has gone well, I guess. I only get to see the sun from my window, which makes this the best spring break ever. The only thing missing is the women, drugs, alcohol, parties, and the strategic drinking to stay ahead of the hangovers. Ah spring break.
Thursday, March 11, 2004
Go civil rights! Down with right wing appeasement!
Rob, you know that if you want to move back to the Ville, we have a room. We haven't quite worked out the details yet, but I think that in an effort to bring people back to the greatest city in the Shenandoah, John and I will offer up our extra random room to anyone who's trying to come back and get a job, an apartment, etc. You just have to chip in for beer/nonbeer.
Rob, you know that if you want to move back to the Ville, we have a room. We haven't quite worked out the details yet, but I think that in an effort to bring people back to the greatest city in the Shenandoah, John and I will offer up our extra random room to anyone who's trying to come back and get a job, an apartment, etc. You just have to chip in for beer/nonbeer.
Oh yeah:
So last night, I'm getting rid of the 80 boxes, mounds of tissue paper and the styrofoam peanuts (so kindly given to us by Crate and Barrel)...and after an hour and some change, I finish. It's 12:15. Naturally, a person that has a dentist's appointment at 8:30 should be asleep by now. So I try to get ready for bed (the boss is already MOSTLY passed out). To my surprise, what do I find?
My ring isn't on my finger (and no, I didn't take it off). At this point everyone knows that the proper response to this is "Oh Shit!".
I calmly search the areas in the house where it might have fallen off (for 10 minutes). I decided to wake Margaret up...
The next set of events are amazing:
1. I was told (or ordered) to bring in all of the boxes I just spent an hour putting outside.
1a. I nearly went AWOL.
2. Margaret went through all of the paper and peanuts (even the ones I'd gone through).
3. She found the ring in the bottom of one of the boxes (It's now around 1:30).
4. She did all of this without freaking out or raising her voice.
This story is to show that the reason why I take such a long time to make decisions is because I like to make the right ones (dinner is an important decision). While it didn't take me a great deal of time to spot Margaret as a keeper, I clearly made the right choice.
John
p.s. I've decided to get my ring resized.
So last night, I'm getting rid of the 80 boxes, mounds of tissue paper and the styrofoam peanuts (so kindly given to us by Crate and Barrel)...and after an hour and some change, I finish. It's 12:15. Naturally, a person that has a dentist's appointment at 8:30 should be asleep by now. So I try to get ready for bed (the boss is already MOSTLY passed out). To my surprise, what do I find?
My ring isn't on my finger (and no, I didn't take it off). At this point everyone knows that the proper response to this is "Oh Shit!".
I calmly search the areas in the house where it might have fallen off (for 10 minutes). I decided to wake Margaret up...
The next set of events are amazing:
1. I was told (or ordered) to bring in all of the boxes I just spent an hour putting outside.
1a. I nearly went AWOL.
2. Margaret went through all of the paper and peanuts (even the ones I'd gone through).
3. She found the ring in the bottom of one of the boxes (It's now around 1:30).
4. She did all of this without freaking out or raising her voice.
This story is to show that the reason why I take such a long time to make decisions is because I like to make the right ones (dinner is an important decision). While it didn't take me a great deal of time to spot Margaret as a keeper, I clearly made the right choice.
John
p.s. I've decided to get my ring resized.
I'm sure I have a nose, but I just can't feel it. Damn dental work, if you need a dentist though...talk to me.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Marrying Margaret is not so bad. It's just the way I feel about getting back to work that makes me sad.
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Tom, Happy Birthday to you!!!!!!
(Those who know me know that this is better than me singing it. Which is awful.)
Tom, you will now turn 29 for every birthday for the rest of your life. Enjoy it.
(Those who know me know that this is better than me singing it. Which is awful.)
Tom, you will now turn 29 for every birthday for the rest of your life. Enjoy it.
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Ok, no one else has blogged in over a week...hello? Is this thing on?
4 days!
4 days!
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