Well, I finally remembered the anecdote that I wanted to share with you... and it turns out it wasn't even an anecdote...
I have come to the conclusion that I would like to be in one of those really bad Sci-Fi movies, and I'd like to play the part of the random dude who gets eaten by the Computer Generated critters, or whatever... I think it would be quite hilarious to have to randomly jiggle and pretend to be bitten and stuff...
They had some contest like this on the Sci-Fi channel, but I couldn't figure out how to enter... I was very sad...
and I had carrots, and they were good...
And now I must go home for the weekend... and I shan't be in until Tuesday, because of what ever holiday happens to fall on Monday. Don't know what it's called, but I do know that I get it off work... in fact, my boss has mandated that everyone take the holiday, as opposed to banking it for later...
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Blog Overview
Probably should add an overview of my blog for all my intrepid reader(s).
Basically, its a blog about my rather eclectic interests. So far, its ranged from movies, to TV, to music, to Formula 1, to carrots. And as such, you should be prepared to be spoiled on anything I'm watching at the time. Especially the carrots. It'll give you a good reason to stay up to date on your TV.
And my blog posts are very stream-of-consciousness, so expect wild changes in topics, and random interspersed profanity and randomness.
Enjoy.
Basically, its a blog about my rather eclectic interests. So far, its ranged from movies, to TV, to music, to Formula 1, to carrots. And as such, you should be prepared to be spoiled on anything I'm watching at the time. Especially the carrots. It'll give you a good reason to stay up to date on your TV.
And my blog posts are very stream-of-consciousness, so expect wild changes in topics, and random interspersed profanity and randomness.
Enjoy.
1 comment:
I worked pn Memorial Day and was very upset that you weren't working. It made me cry. Then I forgave you because I thought you were at Ian's wedding and that was an acceptable reason to not be at work when I was. But I suppose I won't throw the cat or my shoe at you when I see you since your boss mandated that you take it off.
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