I'm watching the baseball game and hoping for a miracle, the Cubs in the World Series. First they have to beat one of the most annoying teams in Baseball, Thats Right Ben Huffine, the Atlanta Braves. Although you'll get no argument from me that they are one of the best teams and have consistently put up a Champion callibur team year in year out but they have possibly the WORST fans. Fans that don't even bother to show up to a game till the post season. Spoiled, inconsiderate, ungrateful, slobs that don't appreciate good sports team. I'm looking forward to seeing the future of the braves since Ted Turner isn't there anymore stuffing the pockets of the braves players. I'm hoping/betting that the money will disappear in a few years and Atlanta will have to see what every other city has to do to build a good team... actually go to regular season games. The sportsman in me wants the Braves Vs the Yankees--best vs best but the baseball fan in me of course wants Cubs vs Red Sox that would be an amazing story. However looking at this Cubs team i doubt they'll do much. They really lack the calibur players to be able to put the big points up on the board.
Work is blah blah but its there so its fine.
Saw the movie Underworld last night with the Rag Tag Bunch. It was perhaps the funniest movie I've seen since Tommy Boy. I was falling out of my chair laughing it was so rediculously rediculous. The worst Vampire movie since the last one holly wood threw together i guess Blade 2: Blade Back In the Habit.
I saw a new preview for a new Cuba Gooding Jr. movie where he plays a retard that inspires an entire football team and they win the game and save the world from killer robot machines... oh wait that's Matrix Revolutions. But any way i saw the preview and was moved, isn't it amazing how the mentally handicapped can move us. I wish the Cardinals could have found a retarded kid to enspire them this year... they just stunk.
I love how I try to partake in the Southern pasttime of being glued to the TV on Saturday watching collegiate football and the game that is the most important to my southern peers TN vs South Carolina isn't even on TV. And if that weren't salt in the wound enough, I watch the 10 PM news and the sports caster says, "Woah how bout that TN game its all tied up in the fourth quarter and its one of the most exciting games.... We'll give you the recap tomorrow night." Oh great that'll do me good, I could be dead by then! Then today I try to watch some NFL football and what great games are on TV? Atlanta vs Carolina oooh great game! On the other stations: car racing (not a sport), women's soccer (A sport but not one that i care about), and the other station didn't come into well.
Work was a bore on Friday, they gave the class a practice case to do on setting reserves on an insurance account that was supposed to take all day but i just didn't want it sitting over my head all afternoon so i busted it out by about 2:00. Then from about 2 to 3 i cleaned my desk and then there after sat and tried not to look too bored. After work i headed over to the Chattanooga Convention Center to check out the computer fair thats going on over there. I heard it advertised on the TV with cheap computer stuff. Unfortunately you have to pay to get in, which I was expecting but still I only had a half hour to kill before wifey got off work and 7$ for a half hour wasn't worth it. I want to go back today but I doubt I'll have the time. Plus I was thinking I could buy more stuff for my computer but my Dell is just getting to the point where I need to take her out back and put a bullet through her motherboard. She's just getting old and senial... much like me. Most of the time it won't turn off when I tell it to, its slower than it used to be, and some how it cusses me out.... stupid AI... i new I shouldn't have installed Skynet.
Today I plan on going to the see soccer game at Covenant today. They better win or I'll be mad, because I never go to games and today I'm going way out of my way to see this one.... I'm just kidding.
Oh... last night I went out with a buddy of mine from work and church, ladies he's single and successful, we went to the Foundry this yuppie bar across from Crei Leike on Broad in the Chattanoogan. It was pretty cool we played some pool and table shuffle board. I really suck at both so it wasn't much of a game. The only bar game I've ever showed any skill in is Botchie Ball. A bunch of the Italian bars up in St. Louey, which by the way has a large italian population that resides in the area of town known as the Hill, anyway these bars in St. Louey have some botchie courts that you can play while you slammered. I played with my brothers there once or twice or so. Its a good sport because its like shuffle board only not as difficult to play after a few beers because you're throwing this heavy ball instead dinky little pog like thing. Plus its like bowling only you don't have a gutter which is great because i hate gutters. So someone, who is Italian, needs to open up a good Italian restaurant and put some botchie ball courts in the back. I'd do it but i have zero italian blood in me, however I do have a lot of colesterol floating in my blood from all the italian restaurants i've eaten at.
My friend got this salad there and it made him sick so he went home and called it a night. Wifey was out trying to set a friend of hers up with a friend of hers from work, i had stayed away because the prescence of me would have made the evening more like a double date than a hang out and get to know you thing. So i headed to Greyfriars and read the latest Wired Magazine and waited for Wifey to get done playing match maker. I wanted to go see Underworld but it wasn't showing at the Bijou and they only had dumb retarded movies like Tuscan Sun, Two Headed Lions (something like that), Pirates of Lake Michigan, Once Upon a Time in Ft. Ogelthorpe, Regurgitated Woody Allen Movie That Puts a Young Teeny bopper star in the place of the role Woody Allen normally plays but due to the fact that he is so old they had to put Jason bopper Biggs in the role to appease the masses. Seriously I saw a preview for this movie and it looked like every other Woody Allen flick only with Jason Figgs playing Woody Allen's part. Jiggs is a neurotic guy who's paranoid about his girl leaving him and of the fact that he can't get any play... sounds like almost every Woody Allen Flick i"ve ever seen... for the record I've only seen two so.... don't get all huffy puffy any one who considers themself a self proclaimed guru of Woody.
So any who. I MUST RETURN TO DORKDOM FOR A FEW SENTENCES...
I saw a preview on TV for the Matrix Revolutions and almost cried it was so beautiful. I was two shades away from going and just waiting at the theater for the movie to come out... but then i realized i have a life now and need to work.
Well that about wraps this saturday morning edition of CHRIS"S BABBLE ON FIVE. (Thats a joke b/c there is a TV show called Babylon Five)
Ok so that guy that was next to me in the library (See previous blog) turned out to be a crazy smelly homeless guy. You may be saying "Chris How do you know that the guy was A. homeless B. He smelled C. he was crazy?? Well i think he was homeless because he was wearing pants that came to his shins and a shirt that was ten times his size. I think he smelled because I almost gagged when he walked by. And I think he was crazy because he came to the computer next to me and just started hitting the keyboard and clicking on everything on the screen. He threw the first punch after he saw me type "i think he stinks" but I took him out with the one two combo.
A brief talk about video games.... Jedi Knight Academy is pretty sweet. I just got promoted to Jedi Knight after having to fight my former friend who turned to to the darkside. I got upgraded to the double bladed light saber much like Darth Maul. The plot is kind of hokey a character from Jedi Knight 2 is back stealing the force from places in the galaxy that Jedi's occupied. Like this last level was Darth Vader's former crib, pad, home. Where the bad guys are stealing the force energy in the pad and you and Kyle Katarn, hero from Jedi Knight 1 & 2 go in sabers blazing and kick some major dark side bootie. Ok enough of that...
Moving on to my other game.... Spearhead Medal of Honor i've tried to not play it much since it only has three levels so I played the first level--parachuting behind enemy lines on D Day and teaming up with the british airmen to kick some nazi bootie. But i stopped playing to savor the game a little. No more game talk I promise....
We had the strows and Mac over for dinner it was fun and a good time. This weekend we're making a trip hopefully to one of Chaddanooga's most greatest Chinese food restaurants YUM YUMS!! We're 'supposed to meet up with the Lunger's aka Lud Butz I also hope to make to the Covenant soccer game this saturday as i want to cheer them on while i still know some of the players on the team. We'll see. Wifey's fixing up a friend of hers with a co-worker at work should be pretty interesting.
Words of Wisdom from Chris:
You can't always get what you want...... unless its on sale or have a credit card
Blogging from work is possible if you think its possible. I walked to the library to just kill some break time. But now wifey called me up and wants to have lunch... i ate mine... i guess i can help her eat hers. Besides i don't have anything to blog about as you have already gathered from what you've read thus far. That and the guy next to me really stinks... uh oh i think he saw me type that.... got to go.
Well I had a little spare time on my lunch break so i ran away from Cigna and came over to the Chattalibrary across the street. Work is pretty boring today... shock, we were given all day to work on this practice account thingy and me and most of my co-workers finished it in about an hour and half. Today will be definate walk to strouds day to get a cup of coffee, its so hard staying awake when there is little reason to stay awake.
Oooh the eighty year old security guard almost busted this guy because his bike is parked outside the door, i guess its supposed to be parked farther away or something. I'd love to see old timer take on the street ruffian I'd put something down on that action. Old man in ten minutes, five for the beating, three for the smoke break, and two more minutes to kick the kid when he's down. I don't know what the heck i'm talking about, i think my brain has been warped by the exposure to florescent lights all day. Alright i must go back to the mother ship.
I did a bad bad thing. Yesterday I saw, I bought, I played. Wifey and I headed out to the local shopping establishment here in Chattacountry, she needed some makeup and a desired a new outfit for work. I on the other hand was determined to not let my childhood diminish despite the fact that I'm 23, out of college, and married. Yes friend of friends I bought a video game, however it doesn't stop there. I was determined to buy Medal of Honor Spearhead, the add on to the classic game Medal of Honor. I find the series one of the most engrossing to play and its like playing the movie Saving Private Ryan, without the feeling of being controlled by Steven Speilburg. Well I was happy to find that the game was only 10 $. I traded in an old game of mine which gave me 25 $ store credit, which meant i still had 15 $ in store credit left, I couldn't very well let this credit go to waste sitting in my pocket for weeks upon weeks so I bought yet another game... Jedi Knight: Jedi Academy. Some of you may say Chris, how'd your wife let you do this? Well my friends being married involves a lot of give and take... and it was my turn to take.
Any who now that wifey has endless sources of realestate info she's been gathering info on houses in the area in our price range so that we may leave this apartmentdom and gain some equity in the form of a housing purchase. Our main areas of interest are the North Georgia area being that property taxes are cheaper, sales taxes are cheaper, and the schools are predominately better which translates into better resale value on the house. Its hard to find anything though as most of North GA houses are shacks in the woods with banjo players sitting on the porch and confederate flags in their windows or shacks on the streets with various undriveable autos on their lawns or a combination of both of those scenarios. We found a few houses that were really cute or nice but the people next door were strait out of the movie Deliverance. Also I've found that the Chattanooga area has no systematic plan of development. This is obvious when you drive downtown and see every road being worked on at the same time. The same goes for the housing market, there are hardly any subdivisions in the Chattanooga area and the few that exist are rediculously planned or priced. So the search continues. We also are looking North of Chattanooga but nothing of interest has popped up on our radar screen. North Chattanooga itself is a really cool area of town however it is rediculously over priced for the amount of house you end up purchasing. Plus its also in the Hamilton County School district which is itself a mess. One hill over is Red Bank which is a nice area but its hard to find good neighborhoods.
Wifey watched the Miss America pagenant last night, for some odd reason she was really into it. She has become the little seemstress sewing things together making various handbags and purses. She's quite good except when she pokes herself with a needle.
I watched one of my birthday presents yesterday, The Rescuers Down Under. Wifey gave me that as a gift for my 23rd Bday. It is perhaps one of the few Disney movies I've ever really enjoyed. One summer I went up to Maine to live with a friend of mine and his family. In Maine, at least this part of Maine, they did not get any sort of TV reception so we relied upon movies that they owned and rented for our entertainment on rainy days. Well, being children we felt it was a traditional mandate that we watch cartoons on Saturday morning, and since there was no TV reception we relied upon the VHS copies of cartoons they had, the only one we liked however was The Rescuers Down Under. We watched it every Saturday morning for monthes and any time it was raining. We memorized that film adn could've recited each line to you perfectly. And the story is such a cool and relatable meaning I as a child could relate to the boy in the cartoon. The boy befriends this giant golden eagle Terrahuete after the boy frees him (the eagle) from a poachers trap. The Poacher knows the boy knows where the giant eagle's nest is after seeing the boy with one of the bird's golden feathers. So the Poacher kidnaps the boy and thats where the rescuers come in. Its got a great cast of Bob Newhart as Bernard and Eva Gabore (Tsa Tsa's sister) as Bianca they are the two rescuers. The movie also stars Patton or should I say George C. Scott as the Poacher who does a good job of portraying an evil but funny poacher bent on nothing but profit and destruction. It was so exciting to see the movie again and I can honestly say it is still as exciting as it was 10 years ago. I recommend it to anyone who likes cartoons, Australia, or naturalist/environmentalist ideology disguised in children's cartoons.
I always think of things i want to blog about at the most inopertune times: late at night, at work, while playing video games and of course I never write them down.
One I did remember was I was reading my book After Darkness Light (Yes still reading it... and actually had to look at the front cover to remember the title) and I'm reading a chapter on Irresistible Grace by none other than "dun Dun DUN" Douglas J. Wilson. And if you've come within five yards of Josiah's website you may understand the irony or odd timing of this chapter. Anyway I don't understand nor care too much about all the controversy Roe and his minions, cohorts, well wishers, and arch-rivals are discussing nor do I care too much about the inherent flaws in Wilson's doctrine, Pastoring, or whatever else people find wrong with him. Frankly I got enough plank in my own eye to worry about then to dwell on some dude in Idaho who seems to be doing fine without my two cents, when taken into the Reformed World Currency Changer actually comes out to negative 86 dollars. In other words my two cents when it comes to reformed doctrine ain't worth jack--to quote some one who probably said something similar to that at one time (Got to be careful of plagarism these days... Always site your sources people).
Well to move on DJ Wilson's' piece on Irresistible Grace chapter so far hasn't raised any red flags, but when it comes to reformed doctrine I seem to be color blind meaning I wouldn't no a red flag from a black flag to be honest, unless there was a warning saying "NOT REFORMED!!! DOES NOT MEET WESTMINSTER CONFESSIONAL STANDARDS OF EXCELLENCE." Then and only then would I think, "Hmmm I may not want to believe this..." Anyway Dougy Fresh (as I like to call him) has a kind of whitty thing about the "Spirit" and how alot of more evangelical type of Megla Church (thats my own spin) forms of Christianity are trying to make the Spirit something as easily dispensed as a piece of sugar candy out of a Mr. T Pez dispenser. Dougy Fresh writes when talking about the allusion to wind and the Spirit in the gospels he wrote, "We have come to believe that we can capture that breeze and lock it in an aerosol can to be dispensed on demand during evangelistic encounters." This i thought was pretty whitty or at least funny in my own head.
I just imagined some random kind of evangelical church where the preacher talks with that funny voice you hear on TBN, you know the one where the last letter of every word is emphasized. Then I imagined him talking in his funny voice calling people to the front and instead of knocking them over with his hand upon their forehead he sprays them with his aerosol "Spirit" can, saying "You're sprayed with the spirit." Then the people fall down and flop around. Get it! Instead of being slayed in the spirit you can be sprayed!! I think this is so funny... then again i would, its borderline heretical. I wonder if the "Aerosol Spirit Can" is bad for the environment??? I mean its the "spirit can" so I can't imagine it really needs "Floro carbons???" Anybody got any ideas? Like I said I'm not to keen on the uptake on this sort of doctrinal thing.
Ooooh a good idea just came to me.... nope lost it..... Ahh its back. Ok take a couple of air freshner spray cans, strip the label, then put a new one on that says, "The Spirit Can..... Be Sprayed In the Spirit.... also deoderizes and filters air" I could go around the South to all the small churchs in the hills and sell it to them as the latest and greatest product from HoJo ministries. Then I could go on TBN and hang out with those cool people who sit in those gold chairs and sing off key to songs and chat with Michael Irvin and Neon Deion about how they used to go strip clubs to get ladies but now they go to strip clubs to witness.
.....Then again I should probably stick with Cigna.... less chance of getting struck by lighting and being excomunicated.
Well for those of you who have suddenly taken such and interest in my car purchasing to a point where you've started prayer groups in front of city hall demanding that the supreme court stop us from buying an SUV let me put your put your fears and worries to rest... Wifey and I decided not to buy an SUV. After a talk with pappa Holtonian I was convinced in about a minute of the pointlessness of us buying a new car at this juncture. So what does this mean? It means the hot and sexy hubcapless Nissan Sentra that hasn't been washed in a year will remain my ride. Wifey will keep her killer Cav and we'll just keep both of them until we can find something cheap that we can get to replace both. Now this doesn't mean an SUV isn't in store for the future, but for the immediate future disaster has been averted. Yuppy Paradise Postponed....
This weekend was a busy one. Wifey's friends Eric and Kendal came down for a visit late friday night. I took Eric out for a round of golf on saturday morning to Moccasin Bend Golf Course. It was my first time on a golf course in two years. Too long had my love been neglected for the sport of rich people. I used to be decent, not great, but I could shoot in the nineties usually... well this time... not so good. I didn't break a hundred but towards the end I overcame heat, hunger, a jerk yelling at me, and finished the last few holes well. I made a chip strait into the hole for par and pared the last hole too. The jerk was some putz who seemed to think that the slow country boys infront of eric and i were somehow not the reason for the slow play. Now the country boys were just enjoying their saturday morning, taking two shots when they wanted, relaxing in the cart, and hootin and hollerin like a couple of Confederates at the Battle of Bull Run. I had no problem with them, in fact i found it entertaining to see four guys have so much fun and suck at the same time. Well the Jerk yelled at me while i was teeing up my shot, "Whats the hold up boys?" I looked at him like "Uhh... your mom??" but I just took my shot and walked away. Then as we are walking off the green a shot wizzed over Erics head from the Jerk's party. We just ignored it and kept on walking. The next hole we wait for the country boys to take their second shot and then we hit ours. As i'm walking off the tee box the jerk yells at me to hit my ball sooner. I yell back at him to have some patience. He huffs and puffs and drives his golf cart over to me and proceeds to instruct me on playing golf. First off I know how to play golf, I may not be very good, but i know the rules and most of the etiquette, I wasn't about to hit into some guys that were just having fun. Also I'm on foot so it takes me a little longer to get to my ball than mister fancy pants in his cart. Plus if the jerk o was in such a hurry he could have asked to play through..... I think we all know who the real dumb redneck is.... Anyway I've decided to schedule my golf outings when the Vols and the Bulldogs are playing to guarantee the fact that i won't be annoyed by annoying people rushing me so they can get back to watch their prescious college football. The best day to play will be when the Vols play the Dogs... i'll be at the links oblvious to the entire college football universe that i have never cared two licks about.
Anyway Other than golf we ate with our girls at the Mudpie and I got my favorite, California Pizza which consists of avacado, cheese, black olives, and bacon four things that were made four each other. Then we stayed up late playing a mean game of spades. I lost the first game with Kendal (it was her first time playing and as Jay can attest to I'm dumber than a brick) the second game i pulled off two double nills one that almost won us the match but we were four points short of the other team.
Wifey started her first day at the Cricket Licker, I mean the crocker locker, Cryer Lier, or is Creike Leike? She had a good day. It was cool parking right across the street from Cigna and not have to worry about my car being towed.
Not much else to talk about... but let me recap no SUV so don't worry.
Wifey Got the Job! She will accept it tomorrow and discuss all the details. It'll pay a little less than we wanted but we both really think it will be for the best. Mainly cause we can get a car and more moolah. She starts monday and we're already searching for cars. I searched the internet and have a huge head ache, i hate the world wide web its too vast. I may try the world wide world tomorrow on the way home from work. We've done research and the Pathfinder seems to be the best car around so now its a matter of finding one we can afford and that won't be so un nice that we wish we had the Cav back. The Xterra turned out to be a kind of a mediocre car so we may ditch that idea. I found a few Pathfinders I can investigate but its so hard searching for cars because you finally find one you want and its gone the next day. We'll see. Work is ok just wish the weekend was here.
I took Wifey out to the North Shore Grill and we had a nice dinner. She got the Lodon Broil against my advice, I adviced a Filet since its the only really juicy cut of steak you can get at a restaurant. It was ok, she liked it, I thought it tasted like fajita meat. I got the crab dinner for one which was entirely too much crabb and too much work for food. We then came home and searched for cars. Thanks to all who'd been praying for Wifey, we really do appreciate it and are praying for all our friends that are still searching. You know who you are, and just remember you'll always have a swansons dinner with your name on it at the Holtons. adios
Wifey had her big interview this day at Crei Leike Realtors. The interview went really well and I'm really excited and hopeful about the possiblities. We should find out soon hopefully.
We visited a friend of ours Jay the Nelson in the hospital tonight. He had surgery to repair a torn acl and had a bit of a complication with it getting infected. He's fine and recovering quickly and hopes to be out tomorrow. We went and played Spades and it felt like I was spaid... I swear I'm dumber than an ox when it comes to two things, typing and games. Jay and I lost to Wifey and another friend of ours Anne. Jay is doing well and is in good spirits which if i were him I would be seeking more pity out of my friends. But then again I'm pathetic like that.
Wifey is going to Hotlanta to see her Grandmother and mother but will be home too cook me dinner... we hope... otherwise I'll have to go hunting.... with a bow and arrow made from paper clips, pencils, and dental floss. Other than that we are planning with some friends of ours to have all the Blackwatch guys down for a dinner but need to wait a few weeks for us to recoup from all the company we've had the past few weeks. Other than that nothing new. I was going to write about my fatigue the past few days but my wifey has informed me, "Don't write about that, its boring." So i'll spare you all and end transmission.
This past weekend was a little crazy. Wifey got the second interview at the realtor so we were really jazzed about the possibilities that another income would give us. We spent friday night with the Roe's playing their crack board game Settlers. It was pretty fun although they won every game (The house always wins). We were there till 2 Am though and left only because the sun was starting to rise. Saturday Abnormally Crabby and the Wife paid us a visit. We had lunch with some friends of ours at the Macaroni Grill. I've decided the macaroni grill is good but their pastas are over seasoned and too rich. Although the Olive Garden serves the most bland pasta i feel like I'm paying fifteen bucks for unseasoned food. Then Crabby, the wife, wifey, and I drove around to car dealerships here in chattaland. With the heighten possiblity of Wifey's job at the realtor the possiblity of being able to get another car was also heightened. So we looked around at mainly Nissans. We decided we want either an Xterra, Pathfinder, Geo Tracker, 4-Runner, or anything similar. (The tracker was a joke) The reason I decided on the Xterra was it is actually one of the cheapest/larger suvs out there with a V6. The 4-runner I've already decided is too expensive so its already out of the running. Pathfinder is also a little too $$ but it hasn't officially been taken out of the running. We found a really nice '99 Honda Passport for pretty cheap that we liked but we're not ready to buy anything just yet.
After car searching for a bit we hit the 2.50$ movie theater, yep its up another quarter yet again. Crabb dawg and i saw the Matrix Remounted while the wives saw Almighty Bruce. Then we went back to our place had some din din and then went to our friends for dessert. We then played a rousing game of Battle of the Sexes till 1 in the morning.
Then Sunday night we played the worst game of settlers with the roes and orrs. WE played till midnight, everyone was irritable, the game took forever, i had to work the next day, and it was the third night in a row that I had stayed up past my nine o clock bedtime for a board game. Needless to say i'm done with board games for a long time. Furthermore after everyone left I was up all night unable to fall asleep. Whenever I play a game board or video for more than an hour i can never go to sleep because i can't stop thinking about different aspects of the game. What I'm gonna do next (Even though the game is over) what i'll build next game, who i'll try to block in, (anyone but april she takes it personal). Its kind of like when you go to Six Flags and ride roller coasters all day and then you come home and when you're sleeping in bed it still feels like you're on the roller coaster, same applies when you swim all day.
So that was the weekend. Work was ok, I had a big test that went ok i think, hope, and pray. There was a typo on the test that affected one of the answers but i just ignored it so i may have gotten that one wrong. Well i'm going to bed early so i can feel refreshed and mountain spring clean in the morning. I'll try to write a funny blog sometime this week, sorry for all those who don't care about my boring personal life... don't worry I wish i was cooler too.
Wifey and I took back the Audiophase jogging cd we bought last week to Best Buy. The name should have been a give away that this product was not build to last. We bought so she could start running more and she finds running with some music helps her be a little more motivated. I asked her after her first run with it how it went, "Good it was great." I asked the pertanent question, "Did it skip?" "A little..." So i tried it out on my first run of a long time the other night and was ticked off (i've been ticked off a lot this week) to find that it barely played an entire song without skipping or completely stopping. So I told her it was going back. SO what did we buy instead??? An mp3 player. It was a lot more but I figure it won't skip and is easier to run with. The only problem is it can be a pain to get the music from CD to mp3 to on the little machine.
The brand is kind of tricky, the emblem on the little thing is so "cool" that it can't be desipherd. But we figured it is iRiver so hopefully they make good things. It also has an FM radio on it which is kinda cool. We got the 128 meg one, alas I couldn't afford an Ipod but I'm kind of against I pods. I'm not one to put much music on mp3, i prefer the cd format and I prefer buying music the legal and old fashion way so 10Gigs of storage wasn't necessary for the likes of me. The reason we, well me, picked the iRiver was because of a 30 $ rebate dropped the price down to 100$. Plus the Cd player we returned dropped it another 40 or so so in essence we only spent 60 bucks or so... sort of. Nomad had one i liked that popped right into the usb port and doubled as a file transferer but it seemed that it could easily break and it had two parts and thats just one more part i need. So We're pretty happy with the purchase overall.... so far knock on lap top. Wifey is putting all her crappy *OW* I mean cool country music on it right now.... a different folder must be made with better music before I run with it of course. But its our new toy so to speak.
In other news Crabbs and the Wife are coming up this weekend. We don't know what we'll all do, wifey is plannin on making a mean dinner that night other than that I told them they may get dragged to a car dealer or two as we begin our search for a new car... however the search may not last long if we don't get this job at Crei Leike. Welp time to run bed time. Got a big test at work tomorrow. Hope i slam dunk it. adios
I have so much on my mind right now, still dang upset about Rob U. Wifey had a job interview with a real estate firm today for an administrative assistant job. We're really hoping and praying she gets this job it would be perfect for her personality and she'd love it. Out of 72 applicants she got an interview, which is good, and she's the only recent college grad to get an interview so we'll see. It'd be great if she got it because then we could carpool to work. The place is right next to Cigna downtown which would also allow us to get rid of hopefully both our cars and get a new one that works and looks better. I started looking through one of those free car magazines today that is one of those free magazines that has cars for sale in them. I salivated all over it. With low interest rates and two cars to trade in we feel we could probably get a good deal on a car and get a good deal of a car. The problem is if she doesn't get the job we're stuck where we are, which is better than no where I constantly remind myself.
Work has been tough trying to understand so many different concepts in such a quick span of time is hard to manage. Wednesdays always seem to be the worst; its so far from the fun of last weekend and as equally far from the coming liberty of the next weekend.
I've been mulling over a post about friendships for the past few weeks. Talking about friendships, especially in this format, is difficult because all your friends, aquaintences, or people who think you're their best friend but in reality you hardly know them; they all feel that you're speaking about them. DISCLAIMER: THIS BLOG IS ABOUT NO ONE IN PARTICULAR ITS JUST ME RAMBLING... but you should know that by now after reading any of my previous posts.
Wifey and I were talking about how you can almost judge how a person views your friendship by whether they call you up or not to do anything. Maybe view isn't the best term, but if you have a friend who you feel very close to are you the one always calling them to do something? Or is it more 50/50? Sometimes I feel if I were to actually sit by the phone and wait for a friend to call that I'd probably die of boredom. (I regret saying some of this because now every friend I have will feel obligated to call me).
But honestly I can say that some friends I have are never initiators there merely initiated. If I were to ever want to do something with them then I'd have to call. I wonder do they just not think of doing things with me--very probable due to my extreme boringness and dorkiness. However, I'm pretty sure that my inadequacies are not to blame, merely I think there are people who are initators, people who are iniated, and those who just sort of follow around. I'm kind of the first and last of those three. With some friends of mine I feel like I have to take a caddle prod to the friendship every few weeks just to see if its alive, which is not a bad thing--I'm the initator their the initated, I"m the farmer, their the cow... Now to take this analogy over the threshold of sanity: If the friendship goes bad, I (the farmer) kill the cow(my friend) and have a steak dinner.
Then there are the times I get swept up into the group and follow the crowd to the movies, bowling alley, or some crap Mexican restaurant down town that isn't really mexican at all and if it were to have a nick name it would be Crap-doba.
A lot of people have hobbies, me I've never really thought to much of them. I find them to be too expensive. I like to play golf but again too much $$$ for my empty wallet. I also like video games but I find it hazardous to my health, meaning wifey beats me when I play too often. Wifey is similar she likes to sew somewhat but it costs money, something in short supply at the Holton Ranch. So what "hobby" do we like to occupy our time with? Our friends. To speak in crass terms (Do i ever not speak in crass terms?) friends are a difficult hobby.
For starters when a friend doesn't do what you want them to, you can't cuss them out and throw them in the woods (thats what i do to my golf clubs from time to time). I mean i guess you could cuss them out but throwing them in the woods is pretty much out of the question... at least for me.... unless they're of small stature, but still that'd be mean.
Also a hobby can be easily rekindled, friendships have a hard time starting up over a long period of time, at least they can in some instances. Furthermore when was the last time your model airplane ever talked behind your back...times when you were sniffing the model glue don't count.
I hope no one who reads this feels like a piece of crap. I'm not sitting at home thinking, "Oh no one loves me" or any of that self pity crap. I grew up being a lonely guy with not many friends. Now I have tons of friends (Ok three) and if I have to call them to do something I don't care I'm just thankful to have the friendships I have. Again I ramble. Before I reveal too much like all the inside scoop on Cigna i better shut up.
I just read Rob's post and I just feel like going Waco on Covenant College right about now. That school is seriously run by the biggest bunch of morons this side of the Reformation. At times they fire people they should but then they end up hiring them back under a different job title. They fire people that are doing their job (Rob) and let other people teach that have the IQ of a... well... me. The morons are truly running the show up there on that mountain. If it isn't stupid business decisions, its nepotism, cronism, favoritism, or plain as day butt kissing. I spit in the general direction of Covenant.... dang I hit the wall, should have gone outside first.
Well to resolve my differences with Covenant I"m going to have to do what I always swore I'd do... burn down Carter Hall. Before I just wanted to do it because I hated those jocks and guys that were cooler than me, then I wanted to do it because those snooty Carter chicks thought they were too good for me, then I wanted to do it because I hate the office of records and their forsaken beauracracy.......
Records Lady "I'm sorry you're going to have to get your professor's signature."
ME: "MY PROFESSOR IS ON SABATICAL!"
Records Lady: "Well you're just going to have to get him to fax a copy of it then, saying you can take this class."
ME: "He's in the northern hills of Beninia teaching the natives how to roast their own coffee while teaching them the finer points of Calvinism!"
Records Lady: "Well I guess you won't be able to take the class then will you!"
Then there was the time (oh wait it happened almost every semester) that i wasn't allowed to take any of the history classes because they were all full... I was history major for those taking notes.
Another reason for my desire to burn Carter--the Great Hall and ARA need I say more.
Burn Carter Burn hahahahahahahahahaha*
*Legal notice: Chris has no intention of ever burning anything. The mere sight of fire makes him runaway screaming and yelling like a little girl. If he were to get within five feet of fire he would pass out from heat exposure. However this notice does not prohibit Chris from seeking outside help by means of contracting or simple "Hitman" tactics to do the job for him. However this does not mean Chris will by any means do this. And if Carter Hall were to some how burn down Chris is in no way legally responsible because his blog says so. If you are an Arson investigator please ignore this blog and continue with your investigation on someone else's blog.
I'm a bit tired after a long day of nothing... so i figured I'd write a blog with only nouns, proper nouns, and pronouns...
We Church Pastor sermon. I movie I Spy Wifey Brother. Wifey I Dessert Jesse Sophia house Leslie. We fondue videogames Tiger Woods Golf Knights of the Old Republic . Brother Big River friends. Wifey I bed.
That probably took longer to type than just writing the whole thing with adjectives and verbs. eh live learn