Done as a society....

Driving home from work today, I was talking to a buddy of mine about plans for the weekend. As I drove down a side street on my way to the gridlock that was 494, I took notice of something that has always boggled my mind. What is the purpose of those poor bastards that sit out in the elements dressed as the Statue of Liberty? I realize that they only show up during tax time, however I never got the gist of what they exactly were suppose to do. Other than looking absolutely ridiculous and waving at each of the passing cars..I don't get it. Not once has the fact that they are standing there caused me to think...jeez I should get my taxes done by whoever these poor schmucks are acting as human billboards for. I guess you have to ask the question; would you get your taxes done by someone who utilizes these chuckle heads to advertise for them? I wonder what the actual impact is for a company using this type of retarded advertising in getting people dumb enough to buy the gig in for an appointment. How much do these people make an hour, is there a training program before they issue the uniform? Are they equipped with mace in case some drunk fuck decides to get out and kick the holy hell outta them? Is there a union that they belong to, and if so what it there take? It can't be much that is for sure, look at the working conditions? Where do they find people willing enough to do the job?

To many questions and not enough answers. Done again as a Society.

Quote of the Day

We are what we choose to be....

Quote for today....

Don't look down on someone unless you are helping them up.

Please stop the world I would like to get off...

Woke up this morning after a week of traveling to and fro. Let's see..Tuesday it was Denver, Wednesday it was Dallas, Thursday it was Atlanta, and then yesterday I finally set foot on the shores of my home state of Minnesota. To say the least it was exhausting..however add a case of bronchitis and it makes for a saga unlike any before. Traveling in good health can be taxing at best, however traveling while under the weather is torture. I spent most of the week coughing and hacking up stuff that I really couldn't identify..throw in the wheezing and it was like a comedy of errors. People were looking at me like I had the plague and for all intents and purposes I did (do). I come to you now from a bed which I have inhabited since yesterday at around 6:30 pm or so. Luckily, I paid a visit to the doctor on Monday and they set me up with a z-pack (azithromiacin to be exact). I have high hopes that this medication will work towards getting rid of the beasties that have taken over my lungs for the last 3 weeks.

Please...send me your prayers, send me your daughters, send me a hundred bucks.

Tumbleweed...you can't make it up...

I was perusing the msn news pages today and tumbled upon this story. Seems they have nicknamed that kid that survived that Tennessee tornado "tumbleweed". You just can't make shit like that up. This kid should have bought a lotto ticket the next day. Talk about a miracle. This youngin was picked up and thrown over 500 feet by one of natures most destructive forces. AMAZING....truly amazing.

Tumbleweeds

A true icon for the great west is the tumbleweed (also known as the Russian Thistle). I think in a lot of ways the tumbleweed gets a bad wrap. The sight of tumbleweed usually sparks thoughts of loneliness and despair. Little did I know that the actual act of tumbling is a natural process where by the weed spreads it seeds, making it a function of life as opposed to loneliness, death, and despair. I have studied up a bit on our friend the tumbleweed and I was surprised to find out that these plants can get as large as a Volkswagen. A VOLKSWAGEN???!!! If you see a tumbleweed the size of a volkswagen rolling along...I would fear for ones safety and get the hell outta the way. Respect the tumbleweed dammit.

Ya see what happens when your mind tanks???? All I had to go with was tumbleweeds and really how pathetic is that? When did you think you would see a day when tumbleweeds were actually blog worthy? This is a sad day my friends for this blog...scraping the bottom of the bucket. Me thinks the next blog entry better be more interesting than this one.

Come friends, let us away.

Again...I have nothing....crickets and rustling leaves

I have slipped into the 7th circle of hell.

Cool Superbowl Ad....

I liked this ad. Simplistic..yet clear in it's message. I particularily like the short cameo at the end of the ad and the actors obvious disgust of the stereotype that will hang like an Albatross around his neck until the end of his days. HA HA HA.

I wish I could do this

I had this happen today in a meeting I weas facilitating. We are in the middle of trying to figure out a relatively complex problem we are dealing with and this freakin chowderhead's phone rings. Expecting that he would silence the phone and continue as part of the meeting, I was shocked when he answered the phone and began a conversation. I was particularily pissed off when he gave me the index finger quiet sign when I asked him to can the call. At that point, I could have used the Dark Side of the Force to pop this fucker's head off.

American Gladiators...reborn from the ashes

Wow. Whoever said that life exists as a circle was right. Don't throw out those bell bottoms cuz if you wait long enough, they will be back in style. Each new fashion trend that comes along is just a ripped off version of something that had already happened. Much is true about current TV. American Gladiators is one of them, another one is the remake of Knight Rider coming next week. Is nothing sacred anymore? These Gladiators are similar to the old ones, all have silly ridiculous names and a equally ridiculous acts to support those names. Take Hellga for example...this bitch is huge, hideous, and what's with the name? Then there is Toa a wild and out of control nut from the bush. My favorite is Wolf...I hear before he got this gig he was a rodeo clown for 15 years...wow nice resume.

Knight Rider....now this one is looking pretty pathetic. One...you can't do KR without the Hoff, I don't care what you think about him and two...how can KITT be a Ford? A Ford???? What the hell are the writer's thinkin? They must have wrote that in seconds before they walked out on strike. You can't make KITT a Ford...he was a Pontiac Fire bird..Holy Ground Highlander...Holy Ground.

Alright..it continues

After some assurance from a few folks whose opinions I hold in pretty high regard, this blog will continue. My pity party is over. This blog will remain to provide an outlet for my badly written blather, rants, outbursts, and complete tirades.

Totally boring

I was reading some of my post throughout this year and something hit me. I can't write to save my life. Some of these entries are so bad, that I would prefer to shove broken glass in my eye. It is truly amazing how bad some of this crap is. I think this blog may have run it's course.

T-Minus 2 days till Jericho

One of my favorite shows is finally coming back to TV...it is about freakin time!!!!

New York, NY

Yesterday I returned from yet another trip to Edison New Jersey. One of the nights I decided to take a trip into the city. Having never been to New York it was a new experience for a mid-western boy to say the least. Up until this trip, my only experience with public transportation had been the million or so miles I have logged in the air, a few times in a taxi, and even fewer times on the light rail system here in Minneapolis between the Mall of the Universe and the Metrodome. I have to say it is a very convenient way to get around, and it will take you anywhere. Granted there are some interesting people that take advantage of the subway systems in New York, but the thing that really hit me is how little they interact. I saw nothing but blank stares and very little in the form of personality. It was kind of depressing when I thought about it. People driven underground where it could be the middle of the day and you would never know it short of looking at a watch or a clock.

The city itself is very much alive at all hours of the day and night. Time Square was amazing...it was 9:30 at night and it looked like it was noon with all the lights. And the TV's...I would kill for the 150 foot widescreen TV I was watching CNN on. A short stop at the Bubba Gump Shrimp Company and I was dining on a variety of shrimp (my faves of the seafood genre). After dinner it was a long walk to Ground Zero. It looked like any other construction site, however there was a certain heaviness in the air. There is a small memorial that is a record of the events as they happened the morning of September 11th as well as a wall much like the Vietnam Wall that lists all the heroes who lost there lives that day. For me, it was a very humbling experience as well as one that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. After spending some time at WTC, I head uptown towards Rockefeller Plaza. I saw where they shoot the NBC TODAY show and watched the people skating on the rink. It was getting late so I headed back to the Subway and took it out of the city.

Sorry for the lousy comentating on a trip to New York, I am going to have to go back when I have the time to see everything cuz I missed a shit load.

Later...

I have nothing to say....

That's right...I got nothing.