I mean HEY DUDES



This whole night schedule has me fucked up. The first week of it I hardly slept at all and the 2nd week all I did was sleep. I have to think, all cerebral like, what time to sleep, how long, etc.



This time of year is usually an inflection point for me. As per usual I've pulled myself inside out 'taking inventory' etc. I think I might be in good shape.
My biggest criterion is: If I was in an episode of The Twilight Zone (original series), would I be a good, salt-of-the-earth type or would I be one of those rotten, deadly sin human types.
Although I don't have a particular problem with the pedestrian vices: (booze, etc ,etc ,etc), I don't dig the character vices.

Anyways that reminds me of my favorite religious observance of the year, namely the New Years Twilight Zone Marathon on SciFi. Which also reminds me that I'll be in DC for this New Years.
Last year we had a perfect record in Georgetown: 0 arrests, 0 stitches, and 0 broken bones. Lets hope we can push that streak though 2007.


2006 was a fucking awesome year and I can't wait for 2007.
I could totally go for another year, actually sign me up for 40 more.
(I used be uncomfortable with the though of quantizing someones mortality, especially my own. I kinda find peace now though and death is only a big YOU ARE HERE sign in the mall kiosk of life.)

The only things I regret are sins of ommision. Full speed ahead

As you all know I'm really big into fences and fence related technologies.

The Mexico Border Fence is one of the most exciting fence events in decades.


I find it fucking delicious that the Border Fence Firm Snared for Hiring Illegal Workers


Roll that around in your mind like a fine wine

Why talk about work on the weekend?


My boss moved me to a supervisor position. On nights, weekend nights.
6PM to 6AM

Holy fuck, could it get any better? My prediction: yes. My prediction is that I bank some US$ and stink outta there in a couple months. That will be much better.


I've been listening to a lot of Pandora.com at work for a while now. Sometimes its awesome and sometimes the picks are way off.

Most of the time theres a song in my head and it fits with my mood, etc, but lately the picks have been way off.

The other day I was tinkinering with something and someone dropped an incompetency bomb on me and really pissed me off.
But the wrong song got in my head!
You know that Hair song, "Age of Aquarius"


this is the daaawning of the aaaaage of UH-KWAAARIIUUUUUSSSS!!!


I probably should start listening to angrier music like I did as a teen-ager. I've been lounging it out for too long now.


SEGUE: the above paragraph reminded me of a tape I recently acquired of my band in high school. It is really sweet and I Might post a song on here, just to show that I had basement cred.

I got an email the other day. I guess I found some time-capsule email deal last year and put something in to get sent this year. this is what it said:

[box]Here is the text of your message:

This note was written 9:30AM on 7 November 2005. You lost your job 4 November.



Its time to get another job.

It seems as though you can only go up.





It takes ten-thousand mosquito bites to kill an elephant.[/box]

Later that day (7 November 2005) I got a call from a dude I knew about the place I'm at now.

I used to have an insult that things were "too dumb to die" but that changed from an insult to my motto after last year.

I stopped by a towel store today (target) to purchase a towel.

A blue towel was lost this summer when me and some friends drank a bottle of vodka and went tubing down a river.
This is the river I think map
I don't know why I brought the towel in the tube with me, in hindsight it would be more strategerous to have left it in the car.

dammit it though it there wasn't 40 different towels to pick from.
I purchased a blue towel and got home and found out it is really a purple towel.


Don't fucking judge me by my towel