I friggin hate them. Ours are intended to be the one time of the week were the six of us who actually do the work in the department can get together brainstorm and whatnot. That actually appears to me because I work with a pretty decent group directly. But my boss's boss (he reminds me of the pointy haired boss from Dilbert, always in a hurry to look busy, but no one can truly identify what it is he actually does) has his other departments sit in. That sounds minor and apparently is to his other departments as the chiefs never show. They just call in and sometimes have their subordinates call. Upshot being, we have to have a facade of a meeting before we can actually get anything done.

Maybe when Time Warner gets here the pointy haired one would disappear.

Dinnertime....and my lovely seven year old son asked to hang out for awhile longer before going home to his mom's. Dinner with the boy -- perfect end to a nice day. Slept late, enjoyed a mid day (okay, early afternoon) coco moco outside at Spot. Played some games with the young man and we're gonna break bread.

In short, spirtually renewing. I feel ready to take the whining, crying and turf battles and what not that was making me so crazy at the end of this past week. If you're headed to the Sabres game on Tuesday night, stop by the Adelphia area (you know, the one the tools in Artvoice distain) and say hi. I'll be the jerk behind the counter. Hopefully, the good vibes of days like today will carry me through it.

To the kitchen!

A beautiful Sunday morning. One of the virtues of a eastward facing bed room is that the day is there tapping you on the shoulder, tipping its hand as to what kind of day it will be. Today's sun put me in a good mood because it was so great, but it also made it possbile to roll over and wake up two hours later, feeling the best I felt all week. The Buffalo News was almost readable. I was able to forgive myself for being too lame and tardy for missing the Tom Waits thingy at Neitzche's last night.

Too bad tomorrow is a back to work day.

I'm done. It's been a long month this week. I got involved in my first post marriage series of dating and neither one of us felt there was much there there, especially with work clamping onto my ankle and not letting go.

I got the fun of working my company's kiosk at the arena during the Sabres game on Wednesday and 13 hour workdays are just no fun. Got to chase two dorks away from dropping bad porn on two pcs in the room. Only thing worse than being a dweeb is a bouncer therein.

But one day later, I felt compelled to go back to my monastical lifestyle. I think after plenty of sleep I may emerge for the Tom Waits thingy at Nietzche's on Saturday.

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Let it play, gives a new perspective to TNT's fixation with The Shawshank Redemption.

The following is an exchange of correspondence between a customer and Irish Rail:

Gentlemen,
I have been riding trains daily for the last two years, and the service on your line seems to be getting worse every day. I am tired of standing in the aisle all the time on a 14-mile trip. I think the transportation system is worse than that enjoyed by people 2,000 years ago.
Yours truly,
Patrick Finnegan

Dear Mr. Finnegan,
We received your letter with reference to the shortcomings of our service and believe you are somewhat confused in your history. The only mode of transportation 2,000 years ago was by foot.
Sincerely,
Larnrod Eireann.

Gentlemen,
I am in receipt of your letter, and I think you are the ones who are confused in your history. If you will refer to the Bible, Book of David, 9th Chapter, you will find that Balaam rode to town on his ass. That, gentlemen, is something I have not been able to do on your train in the last two years!
Yours truly,
Patrick Finnegan

I said "Royale with Cheese"

Where does George Bush stand on Roe v. Wade?

He doesn't care how you leave New Orleans

You know you're living in 2005 when...

1 You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2 You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3 You have a list of 16 phone numbers to reach your family of 4.

4 You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5 Your reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they don't have
e-mail addresses.

6 When you go home after a long day at work you still answer the phone in a
business manner.

7 When you make phone calls from home, you accidentally dial " 0 " to get an
outside line.

8 You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for three different
companies.

10 You learn about your redundancy on the 11 o'clock news .

11 Your boss doesn't have the ability to do your job.

12 Contractors outnumber permanent staff and are more likely to get
long-service awards. AND..............

13 You read this entire list, and kept nodding and smiling.

14 As you read this list, you think about forwarding it to your "friends."

15 You got this email from a friend that never talks to you anymore, except
to send you jokes from the net.

16 You are too busy to notice there was no #9

17 You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9

18 AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself

1 You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.

2 You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3 You have a list of 16 phone numbers to reach your family of 4.

4 You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.

5 Your reason for not staying in touch with friends is that they don't have
e-mail addresses.

6 When you go home after a long day at work you still answer the phone in a
business manner.

7 When you make phone calls from home, you accidentally dial " 0 " to get an
outside line.

8 You've sat at the same desk for four years and worked for three different
companies.

10 You learn about your redundancy on the 11 o'clock news .

11 Your boss doesn't have the ability to do your job.

12 Contractors outnumber permanent staff and are more likely to get
long-service awards. AND..............

13 You read this entire list, and kept nodding and smiling.

14 As you read this list, you think about forwarding it to your "friends."

15 You got this email from a friend that never talks to you anymore, except
to send you jokes from the net.

16 You are too busy to notice there was no #9

17 You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9

18 AND NOW U R LAUGHING at yourself