This post is about something I have been meaning to write about for a while. I know that there will be future posts on this topic because there are many things I have to say about it. This was not one of them, but it is so interesting that I decided to post it immediately.
I was just in the restroom at work. A guy, who I have never seen before, walks in. He goes right past the urinals and into stall number 2, more on stall locations and preferences in a future post. He makes some noise and then begins going to the bathroom. He is still standing. Hopefully that clarifies what number he is going (no the story is not about some random guy going #2 while standing, although if that happened I would also post about it immediately.)
In any case, after what seems like 7-8 seconds he concludes his action and fastens appropriate clothing. It is at this point that I am now washing my hands. I am not one of those obsessive germ people, but I certainly wash my hands after I use the bathroom. I also dry my hands and always grab an extra paper towel to use to touch the door on the way out. Because it seems almost pointless to wash my hands and then touch a door that was just touched by some other guy who was just handling his... it is not my personal germs that I fear. I wash my hands more because of the entire bathroom experience, not just because of what I touched. Honestly, my hygiene is strong to quite strong.
Anyways, back to the stranger. I am still washing away, using soap that actually smells pretty good. But not nearly as nice as the stuff they have in the womens bathroom. Dont ask me how i know. So mystery guy walks up to the other sink (there are two) and turns it on. Normal so far, except for the private number one-ing in the stall, which isnt that strange. I could understand that. So the water is running. I am nearly finished washing my hands and now am just checking out my game (hair) for the day. Doesnt look that good, and I could use a haircut. My eyes move slightly to my left as new-guy is also looking at himself in the mirror with the water on.
He is moving again. He is leaning forward. He reaches out with his right hand and makes it into a cup. He is having a drink. He sips twice, refills his hand, and repeats. He went to the bathroom, touched the stall door, the toilet, his unit, the sink and is now drinking. There is a water fountain 3 feet from the entrance to the restroom. There are also 2 different water coolers in our office. Then he turns off the water and moves towards the paper towels. At this point I have made eye contact with myself in the mirror and am cracking up. I try to make a fake deep breathe/sigh to cover it up but I am not sure if it worked. I turn off the water, dry my hands and follow him out smiling. Is this guy for real?
Monday, July 31, 2006
Friday, July 28, 2006
random thought
i wanted to post that its a goal of mine to attend the golden globes.
not as a fan, but as a guest, for having achieved something. because no matter what it is, you know its a big deal. you will be able to look around and think to yourself "this is it. i am awesome."
not as a fan, but as a guest, for having achieved something. because no matter what it is, you know its a big deal. you will be able to look around and think to yourself "this is it. i am awesome."
WSOP Update
From CardPlayer:
All-In Called with 8-High
On a flop of 10c 7c 5s , Tim Rod bets $300 and his opponent raises to $600. Rod calls and the turn puts the 3c on the board. Rod again bets out with $1,500 and is again raised by his opponent to $4,000. Rod calls and the river puts the 3s on the board. Rod pushes all-in and his opponent immediately calls. Rod flips up Kc Qc for a turned flush. His opponent says, "Do I have a straight flush? Oh, no I don't" as he shows 8d 6s for 8-high.
How can you CALL with 8 high? Nice way to blow $10,000. I can understand maybe trying to represent a full boat and going all in and getting called by the non-nut flush. But that is just a terrible play in my opinion.
All-In Called with 8-High
On a flop of 10c 7c 5s , Tim Rod bets $300 and his opponent raises to $600. Rod calls and the turn puts the 3c on the board. Rod again bets out with $1,500 and is again raised by his opponent to $4,000. Rod calls and the river puts the 3s on the board. Rod pushes all-in and his opponent immediately calls. Rod flips up Kc Qc for a turned flush. His opponent says, "Do I have a straight flush? Oh, no I don't" as he shows 8d 6s for 8-high.
How can you CALL with 8 high? Nice way to blow $10,000. I can understand maybe trying to represent a full boat and going all in and getting called by the non-nut flush. But that is just a terrible play in my opinion.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Annoying McBadass, F.T.J.S.
I was reading an email at work today and i realized that it is annoying to me when people list letters after their name. I understand the obvious ones, like MD, PE (atleast in my profession its pretty significant), even PhD, but what bothers me is the other ones that in my opinion are not significant enough to add the letters.
For instance masters degrees. I have one. I dont need to put a bunch of letters at the end of my name to tell everyone. Like hey everyone, I am so awesome I went to school for an extra year(or two). I paid extra for this! It doesnt make you better than someone else. Another is a member in a society (this is the one that motivated me to make this post). A society that you pay to join. Oh hey co-worker, i pay money to join this professional club. And not only that, but I am so old and have been in it so long and paid so much money that they bumped my status from associate to member.
Anyways, i am considering editing my email signature and adding the following after my name:
MCE, SM ASCE, M ASHE, SC CSX, EIT
So if we are going to go that far to brag about ourselves but try and act like we are not, we might as well think of some others that people can start adding. Some I thought of:
APA (Amateur Pornographic Actor/Actress)
DIC (Dislikes Ice Cream)
VT (Very Tall)
L2B (Loves Bunsen Burners)
KHE (Keeps Hamsters for Entertainment)
WG (Wears Glasses)
BR (Big on Rules)
AD (Administered a Dagger)
BAMF (depends on context, either from Samuel L Jacksons wallet or Bet Against Matt Frese)
Wouldnt that make my roommate Eric Mack D.I.C.K.H.E.A.D.?
For instance masters degrees. I have one. I dont need to put a bunch of letters at the end of my name to tell everyone. Like hey everyone, I am so awesome I went to school for an extra year(or two). I paid extra for this! It doesnt make you better than someone else. Another is a member in a society (this is the one that motivated me to make this post). A society that you pay to join. Oh hey co-worker, i pay money to join this professional club. And not only that, but I am so old and have been in it so long and paid so much money that they bumped my status from associate to member.
Anyways, i am considering editing my email signature and adding the following after my name:
MCE, SM ASCE, M ASHE, SC CSX, EIT
So if we are going to go that far to brag about ourselves but try and act like we are not, we might as well think of some others that people can start adding. Some I thought of:
APA (Amateur Pornographic Actor/Actress)
DIC (Dislikes Ice Cream)
VT (Very Tall)
L2B (Loves Bunsen Burners)
KHE (Keeps Hamsters for Entertainment)
WG (Wears Glasses)
BR (Big on Rules)
AD (Administered a Dagger)
BAMF (depends on context, either from Samuel L Jacksons wallet or Bet Against Matt Frese)
Wouldnt that make my roommate Eric Mack D.I.C.K.H.E.A.D.?
Saturday, July 22, 2006
take your shirt off...
greetings from NC. in case you were wondering, it seems journey is so hot right now down here.
other random thoughts:
i love the plethora of chic-fil-a's in NC
download and play Chowder! some SAT fun...
college brian:Snood::brian::Chowder!
i dont love the 10" of rain we got in the last few hours
raleigh-wood airport reminds me of wings. too bad helen wasnt working today (also there wasnt not snizzle at the el aeropuerto.)
waking up due to touching down while on a flight is sort of scary
it seems there is a higher percentage fo SUV's in NC than in other areas
check out the silt fence. its gone.
this blog is like the washington post, if you dont get it, you dont get it.
what?
other random thoughts:
i love the plethora of chic-fil-a's in NC
download and play Chowder! some SAT fun...
college brian:Snood::brian::Chowder!
i dont love the 10" of rain we got in the last few hours
raleigh-wood airport reminds me of wings. too bad helen wasnt working today (also there wasnt not snizzle at the el aeropuerto.)
waking up due to touching down while on a flight is sort of scary
it seems there is a higher percentage fo SUV's in NC than in other areas
check out the silt fence. its gone.
this blog is like the washington post, if you dont get it, you dont get it.
what?
Friday, July 21, 2006
one the funniest things i have seen
This person
Wearing this
I promise, I actually saw this. Priceless.
Wearing this
I promise, I actually saw this. Priceless.
ouch
have you ever started a blog because you think they are really awesome, and been so excited about your blog that you posted too much and the quality of your posts suffered? then you read your first couple of posts and realized that they suck. i have.
insulting phrases? [spoken like "illegal channels?]
sometimes (ok, almost always) it is fun to play a little game that i just named the implication game. those of you who know me have probably experienced at one time or another. and you probably loved it. the implication game can be played by yourself or with friends. but to play, you need at least one other person to be the subject of the game.
it is played by doing or saying something that may be interpreted as offensive. but the real key to the action, as the name of the game indicates, is to simply imply something about the subject. you cant actually insult them, thats rookie league stuff. a good player of this game can say something to their subjects and make them think of why the comment was insulting. its kind of like at work (this doesnt happen to me at work but i think it does for others) when you think of an idea, but when its your idea your boss doesnt like it. so then you have to sort of manipulate your words to trick your boss into thinking he thought of it. it might not be exactly like that, but you get the idea. the best players can non-chalantly drop a comment so matter-of-fact-ly, and act completely unaware of the negativeness implied by the remark.
my go-to phrases for this game include "you would" "you know what they say about that" and "shocker".
the next time you are talking to a co-worker that you dont know very well and they tell you something that they did, just say one of those phrases (preferably "you would"). you wont believe the amount of offense that person will take. if they are just getting to know you, they probably wont like you very much.
it is played by doing or saying something that may be interpreted as offensive. but the real key to the action, as the name of the game indicates, is to simply imply something about the subject. you cant actually insult them, thats rookie league stuff. a good player of this game can say something to their subjects and make them think of why the comment was insulting. its kind of like at work (this doesnt happen to me at work but i think it does for others) when you think of an idea, but when its your idea your boss doesnt like it. so then you have to sort of manipulate your words to trick your boss into thinking he thought of it. it might not be exactly like that, but you get the idea. the best players can non-chalantly drop a comment so matter-of-fact-ly, and act completely unaware of the negativeness implied by the remark.
my go-to phrases for this game include "you would" "you know what they say about that" and "shocker".
the next time you are talking to a co-worker that you dont know very well and they tell you something that they did, just say one of those phrases (preferably "you would"). you wont believe the amount of offense that person will take. if they are just getting to know you, they probably wont like you very much.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Who is no longer on first...
i am sure everyone has been called the wrong name from time to time. well it is no different for me. in fact, because i am called by my middle name, it happens quite often. i am sure there are many memorable situations i have encountered, two of which i would like to share.
the first began when i entered college. i lived in a dorm and when we arrived the RA had posted signs on everyone's door with their name and their hometown. mine had my first name. there was a guy that lived across the hall who was a real friendly guy. he was real talkative and would sometimes hang out in or around my room. i guess he was just being resourceful the first time we talked, because he already knew my name. i failed to correct him when he kept not hearing other people call me by my middle name. months later we ordered a pizza. he ate half the pizza faster than even frese could. my first semester of college was half over, and i still hadnt corrected this guy. i felt bad. well, sort of. it was entertaining.
anyways, i was playing in a poker tournament while writing that paragraph so that should sort of explain why that portion of this post was so weak. i appologize to both of my loyal readers and will try and devote part of my full attention when writing entries from now on.
back to the second story. i have worked at my current company for 3 years. it has been an enjoyable time, highlighted mostly by the characters that i work with. it would not surprise me if at a time in the future there are more posts devoted to the people i work with. anyways, our office is in a high rise building that is not very wide. the lobby/elevator entrance is in the center of the floorplan and so our office is sort of circular. (side note, we actually switched buildings about a year ago, but the point is the same, narrow building with the lobby in the middle.) well, people who sit on the other side of the main lobby portion i like to call the others.
notice saying i like to call them the others sounds like i do it often. i dont not do it, but i also dont do it as much as it sounds like i do based on that word choice. but that doesnt make what i said wrong. in fact, its the truth. regardless, calling the others is one of my more favorite things to do on my way back from getting candy at the secretary's desk.
one of the others (i cant give away their gender, because, due to my occupation it will narrow it down real quick, and i prefer to keep coworkers unknown) is also talkative and usually goes out of their way to say hello. also, they were out of the office for a few months when i started so i was never formally introduced to them. well one day i was in the elevator with said person and they said something and told chris to have a good weekend. neither my first nor second nor last name are or resemble the name chris. clearly she called me the wrong name. well partly because i am jerk, and partly because it was funny, i never corrected her.
well for two years she called me chris. i never said anything. it was funny. plus, it had been so long that i thought it would be too awkward to try to correct her. because if i were her i would ask me why i never said anything. and i would have nothing to say except, "oh im sorry, i thought it was funny so i never corrected you."
the point of this never-ending story (such a good movie, along with the goonies one of my favorite childhood movies) is that today she said my real name. someone told her. she now knows that i am not named chris. i am not called chris. so i guess that little fun is over with for now.
but my favorite part is that she knows she called me the wrong thing for a long time. and better yet, she knows that i know that she knows.
the first began when i entered college. i lived in a dorm and when we arrived the RA had posted signs on everyone's door with their name and their hometown. mine had my first name. there was a guy that lived across the hall who was a real friendly guy. he was real talkative and would sometimes hang out in or around my room. i guess he was just being resourceful the first time we talked, because he already knew my name. i failed to correct him when he kept not hearing other people call me by my middle name. months later we ordered a pizza. he ate half the pizza faster than even frese could. my first semester of college was half over, and i still hadnt corrected this guy. i felt bad. well, sort of. it was entertaining.
anyways, i was playing in a poker tournament while writing that paragraph so that should sort of explain why that portion of this post was so weak. i appologize to both of my loyal readers and will try and devote part of my full attention when writing entries from now on.
back to the second story. i have worked at my current company for 3 years. it has been an enjoyable time, highlighted mostly by the characters that i work with. it would not surprise me if at a time in the future there are more posts devoted to the people i work with. anyways, our office is in a high rise building that is not very wide. the lobby/elevator entrance is in the center of the floorplan and so our office is sort of circular. (side note, we actually switched buildings about a year ago, but the point is the same, narrow building with the lobby in the middle.) well, people who sit on the other side of the main lobby portion i like to call the others.
notice saying i like to call them the others sounds like i do it often. i dont not do it, but i also dont do it as much as it sounds like i do based on that word choice. but that doesnt make what i said wrong. in fact, its the truth. regardless, calling the others is one of my more favorite things to do on my way back from getting candy at the secretary's desk.
one of the others (i cant give away their gender, because, due to my occupation it will narrow it down real quick, and i prefer to keep coworkers unknown) is also talkative and usually goes out of their way to say hello. also, they were out of the office for a few months when i started so i was never formally introduced to them. well one day i was in the elevator with said person and they said something and told chris to have a good weekend. neither my first nor second nor last name are or resemble the name chris. clearly she called me the wrong name. well partly because i am jerk, and partly because it was funny, i never corrected her.
well for two years she called me chris. i never said anything. it was funny. plus, it had been so long that i thought it would be too awkward to try to correct her. because if i were her i would ask me why i never said anything. and i would have nothing to say except, "oh im sorry, i thought it was funny so i never corrected you."
the point of this never-ending story (such a good movie, along with the goonies one of my favorite childhood movies) is that today she said my real name. someone told her. she now knows that i am not named chris. i am not called chris. so i guess that little fun is over with for now.
but my favorite part is that she knows she called me the wrong thing for a long time. and better yet, she knows that i know that she knows.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Monday, December 26, 2005
merry christmas
I have no readers but thought in case someone stumbled upon this blog that I should still wish all the readers a Merry Christmas.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
yikes
I was posting a comment on a different blog, and it seems firefox decided to remember to store my blogger user name and password. I am not sure why this has never happened before. Anyways, after typing my comment and submitting it (after using the word verification) I realized that there was a link on my name that I had never seen before.
I generally post as Brian. I just select "other" and type in my name. Then it seems it is always displayed as brian. Not sure why. In any case, this time there was a link and when i clicked on it it took me to my sweet blog. I hadnt checked it out in a long time. I am pretty positive no one has ever read it before because I have never even told anyone it existed. Perhaps so power bloggers with a lot of free time or a stalker has come across it. But its unlikely that anyone who knows me has seen it.
Maybe this will motivate me to actually update it from time to time. Or maybe it wont.
I generally post as Brian. I just select "other" and type in my name. Then it seems it is always displayed as brian. Not sure why. In any case, this time there was a link and when i clicked on it it took me to my sweet blog. I hadnt checked it out in a long time. I am pretty positive no one has ever read it before because I have never even told anyone it existed. Perhaps so power bloggers with a lot of free time or a stalker has come across it. But its unlikely that anyone who knows me has seen it.
Maybe this will motivate me to actually update it from time to time. Or maybe it wont.
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Bah
I cant say that i have been keeping up with this blog like i had hoped. but, i have gotten a new notebook computer which allows me to more easily get on the internet so i can post from home now. i went to ac last night and might post about that later if i get time. thats all for now.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
fantasy draft
I have a fantasy baseball draft tonight at 9:00 pm. I am sort of worried about it for a number of reasons. First of all, in case you werent aware I am pretty big into fantasy sports. Also this draft is in my most serious league, so it is also the league that i want to win the most. Anyway, it happens that I am on a kickball game and for some reason we had our game rescheduled to tonight at 8:30. well, because a guy got married last weekend, and 2 others are out of town this week, i have to go to the game. i dont really mind anyways because kickball is super fun. oh, i forgot to mention that 3 other of my friends who are on my kickball team are in the fantasy draft also. So if we were to all miss the game our team would have to forfeit. so missing the game is not an option (not to mention there are only like 8 games and they are super fun so i wouldnt want to miss them anyways). But the problem is with my draft strategy. I am getting a friend to log in as me and draft my team based on advice that i give him. i think i will just take manny ramirez with my first pick. since i am picking at 4, i am quite sure he will be available. i think pujols will go, along with tejada (i have insider info), and i then either beltran or arod or vlad. that means that two of those last 3 will be available. but arod is on the yankees and also he is a 3B now, which takes away some of his fantasy value since there are a bunch of other 3B who I think are pretty money. plus i had the first pick last year and took arod and wasnt super satisfied with his performance. then beltran is going to ny. and i hate the mets. i also am sketical of him signing this huge deal. he was absolutely unreal last year in the playoffs though, and he did steal mad bases. but he also hit 260 last year. plus instead of the normal 5x5 league this league has an extra pitching and hitting category and in hitting the category is ops. he is not ideal for this category, but as i said he makes up for it in the sb category. vlad is another option but he is not always healthy. he is solid, and despite the fact that he swings at everything he manages to hit 300 with mad bombs and rbis every year. but the problem is manny ramirez does almost the same thing, with less injury factor and he plays on my favorite team. so all taht being said at this point in time i am leaning towards taking manny. i think i woudl take pujols ahead of him, but other than that i dont know. plus i think its key to just get someone you can count on in the first round. there are rarely "great" first round picks. but there are bad ones. if you pick a guy who gets hurt for a long time that is no good. the "great" picks are the guys you get not in the first round who put up first round numbers.
so anyways, enough about that. since our pitcher is on his honeymoon i am goign to try pitching tonight at the kickball game. i am not sure how it will go but atleast i have an approach. i am going to try to attack both sides of the plate with fast pitches, bouncing about 8-10" off the ground. I think this is the best way to try to limit the offense of the other team. of course, a huge part of kickball is defense, so hopefully our team will play better in the field than they did last week...
i will post an update about the results of the game. also we have a team webpage, its http://mugsandpitcher.tripod.com/
so anyways, enough about that. since our pitcher is on his honeymoon i am goign to try pitching tonight at the kickball game. i am not sure how it will go but atleast i have an approach. i am going to try to attack both sides of the plate with fast pitches, bouncing about 8-10" off the ground. I think this is the best way to try to limit the offense of the other team. of course, a huge part of kickball is defense, so hopefully our team will play better in the field than they did last week...
i will post an update about the results of the game. also we have a team webpage, its http://mugsandpitcher.tripod.com/
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Pinner
So this is my first post in my new blogger. I dont really have any particular topic that i feel like writing about. If you know me than you are probably thinking that wont stop me from talking or typing. Well, you must know me well, because you are correct.
I will warn anyone reading this that I am not particularly good with words. I am not what you would call a good writer. I have a very limited vocabulary. I dont read very many books. So thats an overview of me.
Now about this journal... it is something new that I have never tried. But I feel like I have a lot to say so I figured why not write it down. I have no focus, instead I plan on using this as a preview/snapshot/sample of one aspect of my life.
Consider you are walking through the Mall of Life (Elton John CD's are not sold here don't worry). Instead of the department store you go into the food court of fun. You still aren't sure what you want, but you sample the chicken on the toothpick. You are pretty certain that you don't even want the chicken, but you get it anyways. To make things worse, you are less concerned with getting any enjoyment out of the chicken and more concerned with not getting a bad bite. A bad bite is when you eat chicken and you get something that is not meat. Anyways, back to the food court of fun. Consider this blog a free sample of chicken from my restaurant.
So now you have an idea of what i am trying to accomplish with this blog. Or maybe you don't. Perhaps you have no idea and you are just wondering why you were in some crazy mall eating Brian's bird for lunch. In either case, I hope you didn't hate it that much. And that maybe you will ever consider coming back to this site and reading more.
So a final thought for this post. I was thinking about this a lot lately (well really not at all, I just thought of it)... i think it is annoying when you are sitting next to someone on the airplane and they try to impress you. i recently went to las vegas and sat next to this guy. he was cool, very nice, and probably quite successful. But he was so pressed to make me think he was the man. And the worst part was that I was genuinely unimpressed. I didnt care. This guy saw my friend reading a car magazine and was like "i have a sweet benz" and i was like "nice" as i eat my peanuts and pretend to be interested in the ingredients. So then he sees the Maxim (or whatever other magazine we had) and comes back with "my wife is hot, and really cool because she lets me come out here one weekend a year with all my boys" so I fake nod and still dont even make eye contact with this guy. Ok this story is getting lame, and thats really all i care to say about that. Just be careful to not end up being that guy, he is what I would call a pinner.
I will warn anyone reading this that I am not particularly good with words. I am not what you would call a good writer. I have a very limited vocabulary. I dont read very many books. So thats an overview of me.
Now about this journal... it is something new that I have never tried. But I feel like I have a lot to say so I figured why not write it down. I have no focus, instead I plan on using this as a preview/snapshot/sample of one aspect of my life.
Consider you are walking through the Mall of Life (Elton John CD's are not sold here don't worry). Instead of the department store you go into the food court of fun. You still aren't sure what you want, but you sample the chicken on the toothpick. You are pretty certain that you don't even want the chicken, but you get it anyways. To make things worse, you are less concerned with getting any enjoyment out of the chicken and more concerned with not getting a bad bite. A bad bite is when you eat chicken and you get something that is not meat. Anyways, back to the food court of fun. Consider this blog a free sample of chicken from my restaurant.
So now you have an idea of what i am trying to accomplish with this blog. Or maybe you don't. Perhaps you have no idea and you are just wondering why you were in some crazy mall eating Brian's bird for lunch. In either case, I hope you didn't hate it that much. And that maybe you will ever consider coming back to this site and reading more.
So a final thought for this post. I was thinking about this a lot lately (well really not at all, I just thought of it)... i think it is annoying when you are sitting next to someone on the airplane and they try to impress you. i recently went to las vegas and sat next to this guy. he was cool, very nice, and probably quite successful. But he was so pressed to make me think he was the man. And the worst part was that I was genuinely unimpressed. I didnt care. This guy saw my friend reading a car magazine and was like "i have a sweet benz" and i was like "nice" as i eat my peanuts and pretend to be interested in the ingredients. So then he sees the Maxim (or whatever other magazine we had) and comes back with "my wife is hot, and really cool because she lets me come out here one weekend a year with all my boys" so I fake nod and still dont even make eye contact with this guy. Ok this story is getting lame, and thats really all i care to say about that. Just be careful to not end up being that guy, he is what I would call a pinner.
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