Back on Track

On Second Thought

2007-01-09T22:37:00.000-05:00

I am watching a little Food Network, enjoying a few new shows. Then I start to wonder, what happens when they try something that tastes bad? All you ever see is people trying restraunts all over the country tell the camera that the food is so good.
I want to be the guy who goes in to a place and tell them they're food tastes like shit! I want to sit down with a big plate of steaming food; "Oh, it smells so good! I love old world cooking!" I say with enthusiasium. I take a big bite,"Mmmm" I say. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" as my eyes pop out of my head. "This tasts like shit! Who the fuck do you have cooking back there?" I exclaim in amazement. "I have never wanted to vomit form Veil Parmesian, but this is just nasty! This veil! is slimy! Am I getting punked?"
Yeah that would be great.

Sorry I haven't posted

2007-01-09T21:43:00.000-05:00

Guys,
I am sorry I haven't posted. I really have had nothing happen to me worth talking about. Work is going really well. I am booking new customers, setting up systems, learning all sorts of things I didn't know that I didn't know.
I have to tell you, my prejudice towards Drivers is getting tougher. I understand where prejudice comes from. I see where frustration turn to resentment to prejudice.
I just read an article that said as many people are moving out of North Dakota as Michigan. I find that hard to believe. If that is true, Bismark should be a ghost town by Friday.

I will try to post again soon.

Not quite snakes on a plane

2006-12-10T20:55:00.000-05:00

Guns on a plane... I don't see this as a good thing. I see as I watch football (I love to watch football, even the Lions, who suck) That tomorrow on the Today show they are going to show how Pilots will get guns to protect themselves. I have a question: What happens to the plane while the pilots is turned around shooting into the cabin where I am sitting?
1) that guns is pointed at me. That is a big no no. Point that thing at someone else, like the fat guy taking up half of my seat.
2) someone needs to fly the plane, I know they have auto pilot, but I am pretty sure we are a few years out of auto - landing. If I have to jump in that seat and land the plane, I will. I will ask for a refund on my ticket and some bonus miles if I land the plane. Sorry it is a personal policy I have.
3) what if they miss when they pull the trigger? I am no expert, but I am pretty sure it is important that we keep cabin pressure. I don't want to get sucked out a 1 inch hole at 30,000 ft - another personal policy

I have a better idea, lets give them tazors and a trap door, so when you get an asshole who stands up at the wrong time, you just drop him out the bottom of the plane. What about cabin pressure you ask, well I have that figured out, it would be 2 doors, one in the main cabin, then the second would be below in the luggage hold. It would have a plastic tube like the ones you see in the play lands at McDonald's. The second door would not open until the first shut, protecting cabin pressure.

Then for the last thing, I get a gun on the plane, b/c I want some extra peanuts!

Gum this Grandma

2006-12-04T20:18:00.000-05:00

I went out with my Buddy Quada and his very cool friends and wife. We were at this bar having a great time people watching. There were 2 guys singing and dancing like they were Will Farrell. Of they were Taliban, I can't be sure. I can tell you they didn't go home alone. Quada and I were laughing at those to two guys when one smacked the other on his ass and held on! Yeah...
Then there was coach purse girl, the only thing running through her head was the smoke from her cirgarette.
Oh yeah the grandma's, can't forget the grandma's. Some made a great point that that could be the best date in the house and I believe the comment was "Gum this Grandma!" If you are sick and twisted, your mind is processing this right now. Yeah, you are one sick puppy!

Any way had a great time food was good, atmosphere was cool.

I would like to thank Quada for the invite. I needed that.

Bring on the Snow...Frosty for president....Get out of my way

2006-11-30T17:21:00.000-05:00

I was looking at the weather channel tonight, trying to figure out what is going to happen over the next 36 hours. Then I checked out the weekend forecast and I saw something that was very depressing. The length of the day tomorrow is 9 hours and 17 minutes, followed by 9 hours and 16 minutes on Saturday. I am here to tell you the lack of daylight sucks! I am at work longer than the day is long. Not the best statement I have ever made.
The good news is it is going to snow. Normally I would not care for the snow, but my truck has not been through the snow yet and it needs to be broken in. I heard maybe a foot by Monday in the "snowbelt" or where those of us are that get lake effect. I say bring it on! I want to put it in 4 low and grind it out just for the hell of it.

Speaking of snow. Why don't we put frosty the snowman in the oval office. I am so tired of listen to Bush talk, or rather try to talk. It isn't even that he never makes a point that bugs me as it is that he sounds like he has trouble getting 3 words out with out an "ugh" or "um" he is an idiot. Some one needs to adjust his head so those mickey mouse ears can get in some better reception. He represents all of us when he travels to other countries. Honestly what would you be thinking if he was sitting next to you trying to have a conversation about tariffs against North Korea? You would think, "what the hell is he trying to say?" I am sure the Iraqis think they speak better english than he does. I think he would sound better frozen in snow...

While I am ranting. If you are driving on the express way and you decide less than 70 mph is ok in the left hand lane you should be pulled over and beat until you wet yourself. I am so tired of people not paying attention to what they are doing. They call it the "fast lane" for a reason. We should all take it upon ourselves to flag one of these people down drag them out of their car and explain what giant pain in the ass's they are. When they look at you like they don't understand or the look of they are better b/c they are abiding the law take a good swing and smack it right off of their pathetic little faces. Swing again if it makes you feel better. I don't get road rage, but if my mother could hear what I say to other drivers while I am driving she would laugh, laugh her ass off! I sound like a sailor or a Bosnian truck driver depending on my day.

Sorry I haven't posted allot lately. I have been crazy busy. I will try to do better. I am trying to get this brokerage off the ground and running.

Stay tuned. All this driving has given me lots of time to think about things that piss me off and I have a list I keep in my truck. I am going to start sharing.

Update...

2006-11-16T17:37:00.000-05:00

So I said I would post an update and I am doing so. I got a job that started last Monday. It was for an automotive company. I hated it. It was nothing like the automotive that I was used to. It was slow sloppy and in-efficient. So I got another off to work in Chicago, nah, traffic. I had an offer in the ATL, no thanks. So my buddy offered me a job doing sales for his trucking company full time and I took it. I have to say I love it. We have so much fun. It is fast paced, lots of road time, schmoozing with potential clients. It is allot of fun. I have helped set up the office network, ran dispatch. It is consuming and fast paced with enough multi tasking to keep me busy. The hours are good and it is giving me a chance to reconnect with my friend and family and not work like a dog.

With the first pick in the 2007 NFL draft the Detroit Lions will take........

2006-11-12T16:19:00.000-05:00

I hate Jon Kitna, he has got to go. Lions need to let someone else try throwing the ball. I suggest Roy Williams, then maybe he will shut the fuck up! This could have been an easy win, but no! Why do it easy when you can lose ugly. Lions fans we are in the race for Brady Quinn. That's right we are trying to acquire the worst record in the league. Jon Kitna needs to go. I had high hopes next April we we could add a defensive stud, but we need a QB more. I really really hate Jon Kitna.

I am sorry I haven't posted lately. I will post again soon to update what is going on in my life.

Dinner Parties and Snicker Doodles

2006-10-29T19:19:00.000-05:00

My mom had a dinner party Friday night. I got there to find the usual overboard spread of hordevoures. We waited around for a while and then the rest of the guests showed up: My Grandpa and Grandma Nagy, My Aunt Anne and friends of the family Sandy, Andy and Chuck Stoner. They were very cool people, the had really cool stories, in fact the only thing you could hold against them was that they were from Indiana, which they seemed to hold against themselves. Andy said he would read my blog so I am giving him a shout, hopefully he will comment. Andy just wrote a book about Frank O'Bannon, the ex - governor of Indiana.

So my Mom is trying to make Snicker Doodles for my brothers, my Dad and I. She keeps trying but she is not getting them right. They are good but they aren't what I think of as a Snicker Doodle. The should be dense and moist, hers are light and fluffy. They are good, but not what they should be. Now there are some that say that is the correct cookie. I say they are wrong and since this is my blog, I am right! So if you have any idea how to make Snicker Doodles the way I want them, Please! Let me know.

Apples....The Magical Fruit

2006-10-20T22:54:00.000-04:00

We had some family up from Indiana. We are getting the table ready for dinner. In the middle of the table sits a great big yellow apple. Emily, picks it up, looks at it and asks "Did this come from a tree?"

The kitchen fell silent and then full of laughter. NO! it came from the ground. Apples are a magical fruit that comes from the ground. Not just any ground, but only the ground cared for by elves. Each day they go out and manage smurfs who actually do the work(every thing is out sourced these days, that damned NAFTA is ruining it for everyone). Then when it is time for harvest the elves hook up their Dings(ipods for those who didn't go to DC, but they have to keep upgrading b/c Steve Jobs keeps putting out new cooler models(elves can't resist shiny things)) to the sound system they got off of Ebay and play music from a Centaur, well he says he is the artist formally known as a Centaur. When the music starts the apples wiggle around in the dirt and then pop up in to the air(kind of like the cars in that new GM commercial) then they race off to the nearest box as fast as they can. It kind of looks like Tigers fans racing for World Series tickets. After they are in the box, they are taken to the barn to be graded for size and appearance b/c in America we are shallow and only like pretty things. Then they are packed and shipped to the store. Santa delivers them b/c he is only really busy one day a year and health care costs for the elves are sky rocketing( I tried to tell him to keep the union out but he caved, what a wus). So that is where we get apples from.

Now I know that Em didn't mean it like it sounded, but if you say something like that at Ma and Pa Skinner's you better be ready for what is coming.

So I was on my way to work at Monaco Trucking(my buddies trucking company) and I prayed I would hear something from Padnos, not thirty minutes later I got a call. I should have another interview next week. I love the way God works. So please pray for me. I really want to work at Padnos.

Make sure you get your magic apples from Skinner Homestead Acres.

Martha Stewart.........for the boys

2006-10-18T21:03:00.000-04:00

In an earlier life, my roommates called me Martha Stewart, mainly because I was heavily involved in insider trading; but also because I can cook. So for the guys, I whipped up a quick and easy recipe so you can impress your woman, sound sophisticated but really do hardly anything.

Lemon Butter Cavatappi:
Take one box of cavatappi or a box of your favorite pasta
(I just like cavatappi b/c it is like grown up macaroni twists)
Follow the directions on the box for cooking the pasta.
Melt one stick of butter in a sauce pan
While the butter is melting add a dash of parsley to the butter
Role a lemon on the counter and then cut it in half
When the butter is done melting, squeeze the half lemon into the pan, stir quickly and then remove it from the heat.
When the noodles are done drain them, then stir in can of diced tomatoes.
Now poor your butter sauce over top and mix.
That's it.

It will take you all of 15 minutes, clean up is easy.

There you go guys, try it. Let me know what you think.

I've got to go. I have orange jump suites that need pressing.

Livin' the good life

2006-10-17T21:47:00.000-04:00

I had a great day. I went to a job interview. I got a job offer. I went to work at my buddies trucking company and he bought me a laptop. I went and spent time with my inlaws and my nephew George. I played video games with George and we talked about what he did in school. I love George. I miss hanging out with him. When I saw him he came up and gave me a big hug. I have to tell you it warmed me right up. He is allot of fun.
Then I went over to my buddies house and drank beer. My cousin was there and his girlfriend. One of the good things about small towns is when you go "visiting" you never know who you will meet. I had a great time. A few beers and a good conversation makes for a great night.

I would like to give a shout out to Wes, Kramer and Flo. It was great to see you guys. I had a great time, lets do it again soon. Flo, I would love to see the pics from that night.

Any way I had a great day and I have a great life.

Has anyone out there read Revelations? I am reading it right now. If you have any background on it I would be very interested in it.

Did anyone watch the Monday Night Football Game last night. Watching the Cardinals lose makes me feel better about being a Lions fan.

What's Love got to do with it?

2006-10-13T20:53:00.000-04:00

So, I have been going through some major life changes. In that we have had some questions on love. So I ask what is love to you? How do you know you love some one? How do you know they love you? Is there more than one person for each of us? Do you think you have a soul mate? Have you met that person?

I believe that love is what makes us who we are, the love our caregivers provide defines the type of person we will be come. It also sets the example of how we will love as adults. I believe there is more than one person for each of us. I believe that love with one person can be just as strong with another. I believe that we make a choice in who we are going to love even sub consciously knowing there maybe someone else some where down the road. Why b/c they make us happy, they believe in us at our weakest moments. They see our worst and they still love us.

I believe that if you ever find the type of love that my parents have you grab it as fast as you can and you never let go. My parents are getting close to 50. They love each other like they are 16. My Mom still gets a smile on her face when she speaks of him. My Dad still gets a twinkle in his eye when you mention her name. They kiss each other like it is the first, best and last kiss they will ever get. They touch just to touch and they fight just to make up. When everyone is sitting down to eat dinner they are standing at the table kissing and you can tell there is nothing else they would rather do. They believe that the other can do anything and the other always, always comes first.

So I ask you each of you what is love to you? Kramer? Mikie Moo? Megan? All of my in laws that don't comment, but I know you read it? Curneals? Tell me what is love to you?

You know you missed me

2006-10-12T20:20:00.000-04:00

Sorry it has been so long since I last posted. Allot has happened. Dave the weenie whacker got axed, so did George, so did I. I can't say I was upset. I was actually pretty ok with it. I loved the job, I didn't like the environment.
So I am looking for a new job. The cool thing is I can do anything I want and it doesn't have to be in automotive. I am really looking forward to trying something new. I am really happy with that.
I am just really happy in general. I have gone back to Fenntucky and I remember why I love it so much. I love the simple life that I live here. I love the family I have. I love knowing I can go see my Grandma anytime I want and I like having my cousins drive by and wave. I like going to my parents for dinner and laughing about what happened during the day.

Something has happened the last few days. My faith has grown. I can feel it. I can feel a sense of peace and happiness. I have more confidence(as if I needed it). I don't normally talk about my faith, and I should, I am proud of it.

So any way I am back and I will try to post more often.

I Love Football.

2006-09-10T23:09:00.000-04:00

It is opening weekend of the NFL Season, the weather is cool and wet. The Lions lost. I love this time of year. What is better than Monday Night Football, with pizza, cold beer and some buddies? Sunday night football on NBC is cool. I still hate Bob Costas.

Sorry I haven't posted lately, work has been brutal. I am teaching excel class on Tuesday and Thursday nights and I am taking an APICS class on Wednesday nights. I have had a lot of turn over and I am determined to run the smallest department with the highest sales of any division. I love my job! Who else can say that? Are you where you thought you would be? I am not. This weekend has reminded me I need to be closer to a city than I am now.

Update from the pad: Rod moved out, he has an apartment in Newaygo, where I have been sleeping on the floor. Dave got fired. Someone finally figured out he was worthless. If I can get Rod to sign up for broadband I will be able to post more often.

Run for the Border B####!

2006-08-17T21:52:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-08T23:08:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-07T21:58:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-06T14:23:00.000-04:00

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

2006-08-02T23:25:00.000-04:00

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.

That's Why Megan!

2006-07-28T19:45:00.000-04:00

So how was your day?

Here is how mine went:

I get to work, start my day everything is going good for about oh 30 minutes. Then I am told we have a major quality issue. I am materials so I don't worry to much about it. By 9:00 am I am in a conference call pulling shit out of my ass of how we are going to recover. At 10:00 am I am in another meeting reguritating what I had pulled out of my ass an hour earlier. At 12:00 I am telling them how I am going to do what I pulled out of my ass. Then I have to make it work. I would like to thank Bill and Schiller for helping me out. I gave them tasks and they did a great job setting them up.

I have this shitty supplier who works backwards(it is 128 S for those who would understand). They are in no big hurry to get these parts out. They aren't even sure what they have or how to fix it. Well isn't that ducky! Why don't you take all day it's no big deal if Ford can't build pick ups! I am sure they will laugh about it; as they kick my ass! Infact why don't you guys take the rest of the day off. I am sure you have worked hard enough staring at the piece of glass all day.

So all of these shipments I set up today and promised Ford would be out on time are now late. Great! Can't wait for the conference call in the morning where they call me a liar.
I have parts that were supposed to be ready hours ago that aren't and I have a toothless hillbilly from Newaygo who locked the keys and the parts in the van! Why couldn't he of locked himself in the van with the keys and parts on the outside. That would be much more entertaining to watch as he is baffled by the door handles and their complexity. I bet he would like baking in that van. Hell I would like him baking in that van and that is what matters here - that why it is my blog.

So now I am sitting in Newaygo while everyone else has gone home. I should be drinking beer right now with family but I can't! I have to make sure parts ship. I have to call everyone when they do. So I am alone. Like a Bachelor.

And that is why my blog is called Life as a Bachelor - Megan!

2006-07-27T20:54:00.000-04:00

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

Money Grubbing Women Love Geeks

2006-07-25T23:59:00.000-04:00

So today I got my assessment for AGM classes. This means I take some classes then I get put in the pool at Magna for Assistant General Manager. Kind of cool. During the assessment it reinforced my belief I am a dork. Every class that was offered I signed up for. The instructor who did the assessment said I didn't have to sign up for so many classes. What he meant was "Hey geek, knock it off so some other people can take some classes." He also said " ..you are confident but modest..." That means "you are a big geek"

So Rod and I start our first class tomorrow. Rod is one of my roommates. He would be the Payner of 17F a definite hillbilly, but he shows skills. Any way we went down to the pub to study. Then we found out it was kareoke night. Bad night to study at the pub. Some people just need to know when to quit; or not go up at all. I try to give people credit for trying. Not this time. We have friends for a reason: to tell us when we are acting like assholes. This chick obviously has no friends.
Rod brings up the point that woman are starting to hit on him at the plant. I told him it was because of his money and power. He says it is b/c he treats women with respect. So we ask the waitress. She says definitely the money, but only power if there is money to back it up. Ladies she is not doing you any favors.
Guys sorry I have not done more to my blog. I promise I will work on it as soon as I get a chance. I will try to update as often as possible.

Life As A Bachelor or How Donkey got his name

2006-07-23T23:08:00.000-04:00

Well,
here is my first post. I am staying with some guys I work with. We are staying in Allendale. yes good old Allendale. It is just like 17F, well except the house is clean and big and we all get up at a decent hour every day. I will try to fill you in on our wierd life here at the pad. If you looked in our fridge it is nothing but bottled water and beer. My room has a futon matress and I have a tv on a crate.
Most nights we get home talk about our day go to the pub( a great place that was not here when we were) talk like we are going to hit on the waitresses, have dinner, then we go home and call our wives. Yes we are all whooped.
Tonight George is working on a database. I am trying to clean my posison ivy and work just called. Shocker! Sunday night and we already have issues. My real issue is having a hill billy who doesn't have a clue how to manage his way our of his own bag of chew. His name is greg but we call him Donkey. Donkey got his name by his rank breathe, yet it is that bad. If you are with in 5 feet of him, you will have to put somthing in front of your face. If I don't get a call every other night from him, he is on vacation and someone more qualified is covering for him.
Well that is enough for now. Later