So what's so great about a white Christmas?

Blah. Today has just been a blunch of blah. Cold, wet, slushy blah. We
actually are getting snow around Christmas, and that never happens.
Around Thanksgiving, in Febuary, or sometimes even January. But never
the end of december, and nature is making us regret getting the white
stuff.

Got started about an hour or so late, we forgot the pump as well as
verifying, when we had the customer on the phone, the spa was empty.
So of course it wasn't (understandable though, since behind the shop
we had inches of ice in a hot tub and if the one to be moved had been
empty overnight it could of ruined the plumbing). And tearing down the
pool table (which we didn't have time to put back up at the new house.
Here's hoping for Tuesday) doesn't take enough time to drai. It. We
cheated and opened up some plumbing to get it to drain faster.

So half hour after quittng time, the tub and table are at the new
house and we are on the way home. It will take too long to get back
and sweet talk the bankers into cashing my check early by less than
six hours; and I still have to buy and ship the gifts for little bro
and grandma. Once again Ups or fedex will get too much of my money.

D&D : Game 1 Session 2

Session one had us make our characters and kill some kobolds.

Session two we get some info on our missing mentor, as well as having the ranger assualt the informant, insult the only inn keeper in town, and now just set the surrounding grain fields on fire...

Dragged to the bar...

I refuse. I will not kareoke tonight.

Maybe next time.

Especially since the reason I was there was to catch a friend singing and he finished before I got there.

Dragged to the bar...

I refuse. I will not kareoke tonight.

Maybe next time.

Especially since the reason I was there was to catch a friend singing and he finished before I got there.

Dragged to the bar...

I refuse. I will not kareoke tonight.

Maybe next time.

Especially since the reason I was there was to catch a friend singing and he finished before I got there.

Lucky!

So lately I've been getting late to work... then the delivery truck dies. I forget to ask mom if I can borrow hers for the tow.

And today's double-delivery cancels. AWESOME! :p

And yeah, I've been slacking on the post a day bit.

Mom Rant

Why won't my mother get it? Or even if she won't get "it" - whatever
it may be in a given situation - just stop pretending she knows what
makes me tick. She hasn't since before I started getting pubic hair,
despite me trying to explain.

Before when I've tried to explain so ething about what I am feeling -
even now, within the recent year - she can never get it. If I try to
explain something that is a pet peeve mine not only is she unable or
unwilling to understand why, she refuses to accept that it is a peeve.
If it isn't a peeve of hers, then she cannot understeland that it
might annoy others. And if it does, you are being stupid. Earlier
today she was getting pissed at the fact there might be a three liter
bottle in the recycle bag be aide she cannot return them where she
returns the bottles and cans, yet she would always bitch me out for
not taking out the milk jug and for me getting mad at being bitches at
for those milk jugs. Even though I was the only person in the house
who didn't drink milk. But I never heard her bitch my brother out for
that. And Hell, even me drinking milk could get me in trouble. I grew
up with 2-percent milk, but mom always got fat-free milk which tasted
wrong to me. If I got anything else I was wrong because it wasn't fat
free so it tonfat. Even when I would get 1% milk I was wrong because
any fat percentage was too much.

All want for christmas is for my mom to a) understand that hypocricy
annoys me, and b) understand what a peeve truly is.

Yummy Yummy Ice Cream

The ice cream/American deli in the mall serves up some extremely good cookie dough ice cream, probably the best I've ever had. Which is good since two scoops on a waffle cone is four bucks. But they just did something that really pisses me off and flattens my already bulemic wallet.

They added the most delicious pumpkin icecream I have ever had to their lineup. This will make it harder to keep away fine the mall for sure.

Crap

So here I was, set to post at least once a day, and I am already behind. Oh well, hot tubs feel great to soak in.

Quality is everything

Towards the end of the day, I was "allowed" to put together a floor model billiards cue&ball rack. This rack was a replacement for the original one we ordered, which had two holes drilled in a different spot on one side than another, prohibiting actual assembly.

The new one came in with several of the pieces heavily dented and worn, with the scoreboard piece heavily busted. And after going through both shelves, getting the best parts, it turns out we are going to send them both back as both sets have the cone chalk shelf too short to fit into the shelf-slot. It sucks.

And I just found out an upcoming pool table move is going to be us putting a pool table back UP some very steep stairs. I thought they stopped making stairs that steep back in the late sixties.

Work Relations

I currently have a full time job that I (mostly) enjoy. I even got a free trip to visit Brunswick's main billiards warehouse in Wisconsin out of it (and that $40K pool table looks better in person than online, to me).

Only issue I (and my coworkers and the store owner) really have is with the manager. He does pretty good, or he would be gone by now, I think, but he can be a slow-starter at the beginning of the day. Up until now, I have just had a mild desire for a shock collar for him to wear with an alarm clock.

However, as of yesterday, after getting an hour and a half late (again) start on going out & around doing some time consuming jobs in a place 45 minutes one way (sometimes it can be up to 2 hours) from our store, that mild desire for a shock collar has upgraded itself for a serious desire for surgically implanted electrodes in his nutsack. With cellular receiver. Or satellite phone receiver, I guess, to make sure it will get him anywhere.

How Cliché

Just saw someone I thought I knew - which reminded me of the fact that
he apparently got himself a sugar-momma who works for the DA. And he
is pretty much already on a first name basis in a criminal capacity
with her boss.

Sleepy

Had a good time on my level fifty scrapper hanging with my friends
hunting the holloween monsters.

Now I am just hoping the big out of town delivery goes fine and in one
trip tomorrow. I would hate to have to make two trips but that guy
ordered a metric buttload of crap.

*Yawn*

Reboot

I recently bought an iPhone. Let's see if I can successfully restart
my blogging habbit (okay, it wasn't too much of a real habbit - let's
see if it can get there though).

One really annoying item is that I am broke, and the bank system
decided to let me spend some money twice. So until I get paid in a
week and a half, I can't even pick up free stuff from the itunes store
- such as the type-horizontal-mode applications for the email (which
is how I am blogging right now) or a blogging app that supports tags.

Testing

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