Movie Trailer
Sunday, September 23, 2007
So I was sitting around at the replacement beer and Chili party hosted by my good friends James and Aubrey last night. Someone had a question, which involved looking it up in the internet, which involved someone saying "hey remember those trailers we did? They are online now."So while I said I was gonna put them up, I didn't because I am a busy boy. But now you can see the trailer I was in, for a movie that will never get made. I'll give you a hint, I'm the dead body that slams against the car window at 0:39. If you blink, you might miss it.
Labels: movies
A waste of space, part 2
Saturday, September 15, 2007
So I guess I generated a little bit of some drama within the small group of people who DO read this thing. And so, once again in defense of the political system, I was told this:"Even if you took away the job, the caucus gets X amount of dollars to spend however they want. They could pay 5 people 200,000 a year if they decided. So taking away their jobs would not get you a refund, they would just spread it around to the people left."
....and to that I say:
How bout we just give them less in the first place? Necessity is the mother of invention, and if they are told "hey, you gotta make due with less" they will figure out very fast that a 600 dollar computer can do the same work as a 40K a year employee.
And maybe THEN people would be able to submit electronic reports for milage refunds, instead of the current way they do it. Submitted on paper, and MUST be processed by another waste of funds....some other over paid employee who looks at the reports and processes them.
Current mood: Still outraged over timekeepers, and now the milage monkeys too.
A waste of space
Thursday, September 13, 2007
So I'm talking to my friend in politics today, and he says something about having to check with the "time keeper" to see about his days off."What's a time keeper?" I asked. It sounded like every day he comes into the office and punched his card next to a old man with a long white beard and a HUGE hour glass. One of those REALLY big and oppressive ones. It's not that at all. It's actually a young woman who keeps track of hours worked and vacation time.
But Ben! All those kids work on salary! Why would they need someone to keep track of the hours they worked? That was my question as well. The answer....ethics. So to keep people in line and in my opinion to "keep up appearances" your tax dollars pay someones salary to keep track of hours, that don't need to be kept track of.
So then my friend in politics starts blubbering on about "well she has to keep track of how many vacation days we have left."
Oh really? She has to keep track of that? She can't just, oh, I don't know, have one of those new fangled Personal Computers I keep hearing about keep track of that for her? Seriously folks. I'm pretty sure one of the first applications written for the first computer was a time sheet and a vacation day tracker.
My friend says that there's tons of these time keepers. Every caucus has one. I want this shit cut out, I want their jobs taken away, and I want their entire salary divided up and given back to me and all the other tax payers who have been wasting their dollars on these wastes of space, who track hours that don't need to be tracked.
That's like if G-dub gave his brother government funds to peddle around a teaching system that did not go through the same standards as other candidates for this funding.
.........oh wait, that did happen.
My new jeans--REDUX
Monday, September 10, 2007
So I went out to buy jeans again this weekend, and somehow I ended up with no jeans again, but I did buy this.Judd says he's gonna keep sending me out for jeans until the house has all new, over-priced appliances. He's also holding out for a PS3.
Labels: Metrosexual
Gaby took a picture
Saturday, September 08, 2007

In other news, I got a phone call last night that Daryl Achilles is missin' on some Champaign. I told you this was a good town. I guess he's been googling around looking for his old roomies :) Who knows, maybe he will make a trek back to the States and I will have to stop telling the story "The last time I saw him, it was 2001 and he was sitting on our couch in the Mountain Castle Apartment."
Labels: Laura Bees, roomates, stalker
What was Mark Piznarski thinking!
Thursday, September 06, 2007
I mean, he's a good polish boy, he should have SOME common sense, right? So I'm watching a little flick called "Here on Earth" last night. It's a movie about a cancer stricken girl and the preppy boy who she teaches to love.There is a particular scene where these two are frolicking and kissing and it's supposed to be this totally romantic love scene...but the whole time in the back of your head, you know you are watching this girl cheat on her current boyfriend. Yep, that's right...it's a love story that revolves around a cheating girl. She cheats, dumps and then gets back with the other main character in the movie. So not only do you get to watch her cheat, you get to watch her be indecisive and string this other poor boy along. It's NUTS! How was this idea pitched that Fox was like "Oh, I can see where this might be a good love story." The only thing I can think of is that he pitched it as a "Ringmaster 2" and then behind Fox's back, filmed what he thought was the love story of the century.
I think the BEST part of the movie was at the end, and while I know you are all rushing out the door to go rent this masterpiece, I'll save you the trouble of wathing it to that point. At the end, shes back with her origonal boyfriend, and then the boy she cheated on him with shows up in their town. What do you think happened? A fight right? WRONG. OldBoyfriend just smiles and tells her to go over to NewBoyfriend.
I guess that's why it's a movie.
My new jeans
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
So I went out to the mall Sunday, to get new jeans. I was all geared up because I had just ripped a hole in my last good pair, so I was gonna go nuts and get like three pair.Somehow I ended up with no jeans, and this instead.
Labels: Metrosexual, nintendo
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