Goss's 2M of Wasted Bandwidth
Wednesday, April 30, 2003
We've been swappin' germs at the shop and this past weekend was my turn. If you poke me, I bleed NyQuil. I feel much better, and since I've spent the last three days sleeping, it's 2am and I'm fuckin' wired!
Friday, April 25, 2003
Only in my world will you see someone wash down a prilosec with a swill of vodka. And he wondered why his stomach was hurting. I think it was his liver.
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Saturday, April 19, 2003
This just ain't right...
Another amusing article...
Moss says it means that I am naturally disadvantaged at when it comes to first person shooters. When I get my hands on Doom III, he'll sing a different tune.
Fabulous Fantasm Comeback
Joe (to the guy dressed like Jesus): "So Jesus, what would you do?"
Jesus: "...for a Klondike bar?"
Thursday, April 17, 2003
Best Run-On Sentence of the Day
Anne: "Don't you dare send me that URL, cos it will be pornographic, and then I'll get all the pop-ups, and the next thing I know, there will be a cooter in my face, and don't want a cooter in my face, 'cos if I did want a cooter in my face, I'd have been a gynocologist!"
Followed up by "You better not be putting this on the internet!"
Saturday, April 12, 2003
Thursday, April 10, 2003
Life In The South
A snowfall that can send the city into blind panic.
A pollen count that just makes everyone whine.
Both taken from approximately the same spot.
Wednesday, April 09, 2003
Not getting a cell signal today. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Period. Might be time to change companies.
Erik- call me at the house. I saw a job listing you might be interested in (hell, I'm interested in it, too!).
Sunday, April 06, 2003
We did good- only two employees fell victim to Daylight Saving Time (and it's Saving, not SavingS)
We seem to be divided into two camps- those who belive that DST always falls on Sat night/ Sun morn, and those who insist it *used* to fall on Sun night/Mon morn.
I am one of the latter.
My reasoning is thus- Like most kids, I figured out pretty early that my mother could see through any faux illnesses I might concoct in an effort to lay out of school. Like most kids, I stayed alert for any other opportunities. On DST Sunday, I would remain absolutely, positively close-lipped about the matter. I'd casually change the subject if the topic came up in conversation. I'd even hide the newspaper (which generally had SPRING FORWARD/BACK TONIGHT) emblazoned on the front page.
School was about ten miles to the south, Mom's work was about ten miles to the north. The bus arrived after Mom had left. Missing the bus was a guarantee of a free day, but deliberately missing the bus (and she always knew...Mothers are like that) was a guarantee of an ass-whoopin' that would make the Marquis de Sade tremble in fear.
So...if I missed the bus because the clocks were incorrect, I was absolved of punishment because it was not *my* mistake. And I got a skip day.
I tried it every single DST change during my elementary school career. Occasionally, I came close, but ultimately, it never worked.
That's why I'm convinced that DST is a Sunday/Monday transition.
Friday, April 04, 2003
Well Erik, given my ability to injure myself with a cotton ball, don't you think I should stick to flat surfaces while I figure out what I'm doing? (and if I break the other arm, I'll have to come live with you for the duration, because Moss won't put up with my crap a second time)
...and what's the goofy kitten site again?
Wednesday, April 02, 2003
More things to get my nephew
-great dane puppy
-chemistry set
-voice projection device a la Mr. Microphone
-paintball rifle
-a hole puncher without a "catch-all" and 10 reams of paper
-complete collection of Britney Spears
-"The Cat Came Back" sing-along (hey...it is a catchy little tune, you have to admit)
Famous Last Words
"Oh, I'm not really hungry. I don't care where we eat. You choose- I'll just get a little something to nibble on."
....said before the chicken fingers, french fries, jalapeno poppers and Brewster's ice cream....
