My Socks Are on Fire!
GRRRRRRR!!!
My job drives me crazy sometimes. And it’s not always the customers. I was at work today and I noticed that the schedule went through the Saturday that started Tech week of Dearly Departed, the show that I’m going to be running lights for. I go up to Mike, my boss, and tell him that I’m going to need that week off during the evenings because of rehearsals; he informs me that he has already filled out the schedule for that week. Grrr! I’ve only been back in town for three days, I just finished an eight-hour shift, I have another six hour shift tomorrow, I've still got to find somebody to take my shift this friday for the KiDooleys, and I’m about to eat a bacon ultimate cheeseburger from Jack in the Box and there had better not be any mayo on it!!!
In other news I went to Cheeburger Cheeburger yesterday with some friends of the family, and I got the half-pounder with Swiss cheese, bacon, and barbecue sauce, it was really good. I’ve been watching the Amazing Race and Big Brother 5, and they have been adequately entertaining. I need a new book to read, and I cant decide between something from the guy who wrote fight club or Chris Moore.
<>I Saw I, Robot yesterday wand was pleasantly surprised, they respected the three laws of robotics and Asimov more than I expected, and I recommend that you go see it.
I got a new Cell phone.
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I’m falling out of grace with the world
They say I’ve lost my midas touch what turned to gold now turns to rust
I‘m falling out of line with all the stars
That flood my dreams with their guitars and magazines
Face down this carpet tastes like coffee grounds ground into my face now
And every angle’s covered with just another
Stuff keeps happening and all I can do is watch. Or participate, that’s always an option.
Well I’m back from being gone for eleven days. I went to New Mexico for a Junior Leader Training camp with the Boy Scouts of America. Then I went to Castle Rock, Colorado for a barbecue with some of the deadliest people on the planet; seriously those people were crazy cool, there were guys who have probably killed people before, multiple PhDs, a Federal Air Marshal (you know those guys who carry guns onto planes so when the terrorists attack, they can fight back, man that’s a serious job), and some freaking awesome food, we had barbecued pizza (note the ‘ed’ there, it was cooked on a grill), Cajun jerk chicken, bulgogi (not sure if that’s the right way to spell it). Then I went to Tulsa, Oklahoma for my grandmother’s birthday, which was fun if a little, boring, well a lot boring. Then I came home and saw the Bourne Supremacy with Kelsey, which was a really cool movie you should go see it too.
Little more speed, little more rope,
Little more wind, little more hope,
Gotta get this stupid kite to fly.
Gotta make sure it doesn't snag
Doesn't droop, doesn't drag
Gotta watch out for ev'ry little- whoops!
Little less speed, little more tack,
Little less rise, little more slack,
Gotta keep my wits about me now.
Gotta make sure it doesn't get the best of me
Till I get it in the air somehow.
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