Run for the Border B####!

So I have worked a but load of hours this week. To many late nights. So I decide I will stop at taco bell. A tasty snack will hit the spot. Taco Bell is offering a Nacho Crunchy Grilled Stuff Burrito. Guys this is all of my favorites all in one. So I order up the combo(b/c I am a fat ass). I get up to pay and poindexter is right on it. This is great, they never move; period. So I am happy. At the next window I pull up and they have my food ready. There is a God, she is hot I mean really hot. Kinda like Angie Harmen but with bigger boobs and blonde hair. I love blondes. So I drive the rest of the way home just craving you yummy treat of fatness. I pull up and one of my roomies is blocking me from pulling in the garage. What a jack ass.
So I go in sit down and unwrap my burrito. I take the first bite and it is all sour cream. I am ok with that, not every bite is going to have chicken and nacho cheese and those little crunchy things. So I take another and another and another. At this point I have one question: Where the F### is the chicken and nacho cheese. I am starving so I keep my bitching to a minimum. Finally I get to the second half of the the burrito and there it is, all the chicken and nacho cheese I could ever want but it is so hot I can't eat it. Maybe if the flunkie making my burrito could layer it so all the toppings were every bite it wouldn't be so hot. The cool sour cream would counter act the hot, burn your F###ing mouth chicken.
When I make tacos at home I put the toppings in it so I get a little bit of everything with each bite. Why Adam that is the greatest F###ing idea ever. You should be the F###ing president of Taco Bell. And you my friend, are right. I should be the president of Taco F###ing Bell. Then I would go back to that Taco Bell and fire the Dip Shit that made my burritto.
So then I ate the rest of my Nacho Crunchy Grilled Stuffed Burritto and I have to say it isn't bad. I would recommend it and will probably order another one some time soon.

Peanut Butter, Jelly and Beer

Tonight for dinner, George and I had peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, with corona. I busted it out and The Romanian dove right in. After he polised off the first on he noted he didn't like the crunchy Jiff I had just bought, so he went to the cupbaord and got out some creamy. We proceeded to eat almost a full loaf of bread. I have to say it was delicious. I haven't had PB&J in a long time and it hit the spot. I had a hankerin for it about a week ago, and a trip to the old Jenison Meijer last night did the trick.

Ah yes, eating as a bachelor, this is like the time Kramer and I had corn chips and canned peaches for breakfast back in 17F. I need to go back to more salads. I was doing so well before last week. I need to get back to it. Tomorrow, I will just have beer.

The Boys are Back in Town

George is back from vacation with Big Al and the Fam. He Rod and I decide to go to the Pub and catch up. After spending a 10 minutes laughing at Dave(Joe), we call him Dave, for getting caught pounding his pud, we went throught the rest of what was going on at work.

It is funny, there is nothing more important that the three of us caught up( Sorry wives & Cookie). We are sitting at the pub drinking Stella(Guys try it! it is good beer), talking shit and eating dinner. All of a sudden everything is right with the world. It is strange, we are all adults, but I guess, boys will be boys. We bond over beer and college girls. Then what do we do? Call our wives on the way home. We may be boys but we know where are bread is buttered.

Girls: lessoned learned: We are all talk.

Note: we go to the pub so much, the waitresses know who we are and what we like. It is sad. Oh well, the beer is still cold.

The Starting Line Up

Life as a Bachelor is about living in a house with three other guys, all working in the automotive industry for the same company but different locations. We have different backgrounds and different goals. Here is a break down of who is who:

George:
George is the owner of the house. He is married with 4 kids. His wife and kids live in Dewitt, close to her family. His wifes name is Allison, we refer to her as Big AL. He is currently working in Holland as a Business Unit Manager, we call them BUM's. George is a big guy, not only in stature but in personality. He is an immigrant from Romania.
George and I have worked on and off together at different plants for almost 2 years. He wants to be an AGM.

Rod:
Rod is the oldest. He is a hillbilly from Allegan. He has a girlfriend, Cookie who lives in his house in Allegan. Rod is loud and strait forward, he tells it like he sees it. He has recently picked up drinking after being dry for 5 years. This has made him more fun and more obnoxtious. I have known Rod as long as I have been at Magna Donnelly. Rod is a good guy and really wants to help people. Rod is a BUM in Newaygo. He hasn't been in the role long but has excelled in his new role.

Joe:
Joe is the youngest in the group. He is just out of College and he is a daddy's boy. The first part should make him a great, the second half ruins it all. This is Joe's first real job. He has never worked in his life and it shows. He is messy, he barely works 8 hours a day and he can't do anything for himself. He drives a BMW SUV, has really nice stuff he doesn't take care of, and trashes our house. I have lots of good stories about this one. He doesn't say it but he is a conspiracy guy. Some time I will tell you his story about how the government controls the clouds. Joe is the "Bitch" at one of our Holland plants. He doesn't know what he wants to do. He just wants to manage people.

Adam:
You know me and you love me. I am the materials manager in the Newaygo Plant. I want to be an AGM. I have a wife, Em that you all know. I am just a simple farm boy, from a small town trying to get to some where better. I am a work a holic and I am ok with that. I enjoy it. I find self satisfaction in what I do. How many people can say they love their job? I can and I think that is important. Now my goal is to find balance, between work and the rest of my life. That includes God and my family and friends. Just like work I like to have fun at the same pace.

George and Rod and I are like brothers. We all have our different personalities but we also look out for each other. That is what makes this place so much fun. We come back to the pad after long days at work and we listen to what each has to say. If someone needs to go take care of the fam, the other two will pick up the slack at work and at the house.

Masturbation and My Wife

Part of living as a bachelor with roommates is roommates have fights well I walked in on one tonight. I will tell you about it later.
First I will tell you about my wife. I called her tonight I was getting running to run stairs and I had spoken to my buddy Curneal. He and his wife Katie just had their first child. I would like to extend my congratulations. Any way I was calling Em to talk about dinner plans with our friends on Saturday. When I called she told me it was to hot to water the flowers. This just sounds lazy to me. How hard can it be to hold a hose with water coming out the end for 5 minutes? I would think pretty easy. I know, I've done it. Then she proceeds to tell me that she actually didn't have to even do that; she just had to turn on the spigot because the sprinkler is watering the flowers. This is my lazy wife! Em I am sorry but I will make fun of you for this for a long time.

So on to the masturbation. A little note on masturbation: I assume most people do it. In fact if you don't you are either dead or close to it. We are a society driven by sex. I am ok with that. However I am not ok with you not being socially responsible and doing it where someone might oh I don't know find you doing it.
So as I was saying earlier, roommates fight. All of us who have had roommates know it. Well I came in to a good one tonight. I get home last. Bubbles - our cleaning girl had called to remind me she was coming in the morning. I went to the other guys to let them know. I went in to Rod's room and let him know. He said thank you. Then I went to let Joe know. I had knocked and he said yeah, come in. I tried to go in. The door was locked. I asked "Joe why is your door locked?" Joe responds "Because that fuckin Rod just busts in all the time!" I said "oh," I thought to myself Rod doesn't ever bust in and he hates Joe so why would he bust in to your room? So I let him know Bubbles was coming and went back into Rods room.
I asked Rod why Joe was mad at him. Rod proceeds to tell me he went to knock on Joes door to ask to borrow his steamer. The door had not been latched all the way and when it opened, he got a full view of Joe choking his chicken to porn on his laptop. I guess Joe was mad. Really mad. Really Really Mad! I think I would have been embarrassed as hell. After all Joe has to be responsible enough not to get caught.

Rod still got to borrow the steamer.


Note: I do not think my wife is acutally lazy. I just thought It was a good name for a blog entry and I told her I was going to make fun of her when she called.