Monthly Archives: September 2004

Today we found out that we’re getting an “Employee Handbook.” You know, “Wash your hands twice before starting to program,” “No drinking on your free time,” “Bow down before the executives when you see them in the hallway,” etc, etc. Sounds like our “Employee Handbook” is going to be worse than Intel’s, and Intel is the closest I got to having my soul stolen. I missed most of the Presidential Debate, but it was on the TV’s at the gym. I read a little of the closed captioning and it looked like Kerry actually got around to making some clear points, and Bush, well, he just said the same old … Continue reading →

Today we had a stockholder meeting and we were required to wear “business casual.” My immediate boss says that means wear a collar and jeans with no holes. I did a little better than that. We were then subjected to odd laws because of a contract we’re on. Yeah, I don’t live in LA but I was supposed to read the whole site. Then we were told we need to put a dumb-ass disclaimer on all our emails. You’ve probably seen them, “If you’re not the intended recipient, etc, etc.” I think once an email has reached an unintended recipient, they can do whatever the hell they want with it … Continue reading →

Well, it better be fairly new and not listed on any blacklists. Grumble. Got to do the ip address shuffle and I hope it didn’t inconvenience any of the bazillion knit bloggers that visit my sister’s blog. But anyway, it’s been fairly painless. Went to the gym and said hello to the 22-year-old. She has a very nice voice. Too bad I’m not 10 years younger.

My friend Kim married a nice Italian boy named Rafelle and their reception was yesterday. As is usual when I hang out with Kim, we drank a lot. I figured, heck, how often am I going to get to go to their wedding reception? I guess the secret is that they’ve been married for a while and kept it under wraps. They still act like newlyweds. Anyway, I didn’t sleep well and I had stomach problems. They crept up on me, though. I though I’d get sick to my stomach, and slowly, I did. This morning my head didn’t hurt and I didn’t feel lethargic, but I still had an … Continue reading →

I was hanging out with my buddy Greg again, and while we did go to the gun shop (for the third time in three weeks), we also sat around and watched his Tivo again. He usually makes me watch an old episode of The Prisoner and then other stuff. Today it was Simply Ming. Ming Tsai’s food might be good, but he creeps me out a little. Oh, and I may be going to the gym too much with too little effect. Now several of the guys recognize me, including the huge guy with the chest wider than a pickup’s front grill who I thought was scary but is actually … Continue reading →

In a fit of Friday night boredom, I upgraded my blog. I see some oddness, but it’s probably working. How would I know if it’s not? Spent most of the day at work getting blamed for something someone else broke, and then fixing it all. What fun that was. Can I go back to dreaming about tedious things, rather than actually doing them? I can’t recall what last night’s dream was about, but it was something like a long study of spinning the tuning knob on a radio. Just like watching paint dry.

I was watching one of the women at the gym set up the treadmill with her weight and age and while I wasn’t that curious about her weight, I did wonder how old she was. 22! I wasn’t about to ask her out, but if you look at the math: According to my friend Melanie, the manager at Mio Gelato, the youngest age you should go out with is (your age)/2 + 7. So, that means (40/2)+7 = 27 is the youngest age for me. And for the woman at the gym (who looked much better before she dyed her hair reddish, in my opinion) the oldest person she should … Continue reading →

Model dork, more like. My friend Brandon needed some victims for some sort of brochure or something, so I got to pretend I was a high school Latin teacher. I was sitting at a computer, pretending to type something into the library search system. I think the person behind the camera was better looking than the person in front of the camera. Anyway, my sister seem to think I’m a very social person. I think that’s because I stop and talk to just about anyone. For example, I left work “early” on Monday so I could watch the Vikings and the Eagles. But on the way I saw a guy … Continue reading →

The pulmonologist thinks my mom has Mycobacterium avium intracellular (MAI), which is classified as an Acid-Fast bacillus (AFB). After treating a sample of an AFB with acid, it retains a certain class of stains. Unfortunately, another AFB is Mycobacterium tuberculosis. The quick lab tests don’t really differentiate between MAI and TB, so we get to wait several weeks to find out what it is. So even though she’s showing no symptoms for TB, the clinic can’t let her back in, and they had to give the diagnosis over the phone. Other than that, I think I want to buy the new CDs from Fatboy Slim and The Prodigy. Oh, yeah, … Continue reading →

Last week, I went to the gun store and the Assault Weapons Ban was still in effect. I bought a flashlight. This last weekend I went to the gun store and the Assault Weapons ban had sunsetted. I didn’t buy anything, but my friend bought a WHOLE BOX OF BATTERIES. Woo. We’re real thugs. We did figure out that our fancy flashlights cost $3/hr in batteries and $1/hr in bulbs to run.

I didn’t work much today because I had to drive my mom to her bronchoscopy. They put her under, and the shoved a camera up through her nose, down her throat, and into her lung. They couldn’t get a sample from the worst section, but they got other samples. In any case, I got her home safely and then she threw up. I don’t know what the usual aftereffects of anaesthesia are, but if they’re anything like drinking until you pass out, vomiting is probably normal. So, it’s all up to the pathologist now. They better not lose this sample. In other news, I started playing with my new radio. … Continue reading →

Three of the four Ramones have died. That makes me feel old. I found out today when the internet radio station I listen to, WOXY played two Ramones songs in two consecutive hours. It’s a great “alternative” radio station that only plays a recognizable group once an hour or so. (Recognizable to me, anyway. I’m not very hip.) So when they played two Ramones songs, I had to email them and ask what the deal was. Like they said at Achewood, “Anyone born after the McD.L.T. has no business stomping around acting punk rock.”