Pointless Announcements

I'll take "It still looks like a toilet seat" for $500.

 

I would go so far as to say that M&!3n W&#*!s has a better logo than we do at this point.

 

Hollywoods in town. Ryan Gosling, Michael Fassbender and Rooney Mara all here doing work for some Terrence Malick film. No idea the title. My SO, some of her family and I went out a couple days ago to watch them film around Izamal, a significant tourist destination here. For the past two days I've been in the dog house for not driving other family members out to the filming sites.

 

Damned eye dried out last night, and now it won't stop tearing up. What-in-the-TF is that all about?

 

Retro games, huh. Around 1999/2000 I played these old and awesome classics. Still better than a bunch of games out there today.


Fallen Haven (turn based strategy game)



Z (real-time strategy game)

 

Little Bit at work just went into labor.
She's a person, not a dog, lol.
Guess that should be made clear.

 

Yeah, she's just a really small person.

She was scheduled to work this morning and just posted on her facebook page that her water broke. So I'm guessing she was there when it happened.
And I missed the excitement.

 

When did it become socially acceptable to NOT wear pants?

Yoga pants are not pants, but it's better than just wearing tights to class. These students make me sound like an old fogey.

 

On the subject of student fashion, Uggs are the most unflattering footwear known to humanity.

Also, I have nothing today. No inspiration. No creativity. No motivation.

In about an hour, I will have cupcakes.

 

I think the weights at the gym were trying to humiliate me. Lucky for me I have no self esteem.

 

I know, right?

Turns out the iron has no problem smoking the shit out of me in smaller denominations. Then I get up and do the walk of shame behind the monsters tossing up my body weight with each arm. It's hard to feel like you're making solid progress next to the grunting college Cro-Mag with the 54" chest.

All the iron in the world won't compensate for hulking Viking genetics.

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And Converse All-Stars aren't antiquated rubber-sock clown shoes that just refuse to die? WHAT?

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Ooo, all this talk about girls in yoga pants and Uggs is making me horny.

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Hell, they're inappropriate for anything that requires standing and doesn't involve holding an adult beverage.

 

Human behavior is predictable in a work environment, which means everything is the same and nothing changes.

 

Sure, until that 40-something overweight chap in accounting ("Oh, I know him. Nice guy. Ah, what's his name?") with the male pattern baldness strolls into the office with an Armalite AR-18 and a Merry Christmas revenge list that he wrote in thick black Sharpie on the back of a TPS report.

So, you're right... very predictable.​

Just the way he wants it.​

 

Let's just tell it like it is. If you were to engage Bambi in a fair fight, Bambi would kick your lily-white ass.