There was a meeting today were people got to toss out ideas about how we are doing with the outtages and what not. I suggest to the boss that he might want to be on camera more since it would give more gravitas to the cable company caring as much as the electric guys who despite being out of town managed to get on tv instead of to a phone.

A few minutes later, his boss comes in and tells him to get in front of the camera more and away from the phone.

I smirked all the way back to my desk.

Sounds like a bad South Park joke except it's true. One of the metro woodchippers had been in front of my place most of the afternoon, just the thing to mess with traffic flow on Delaware. It sounds like somebody left a blowdryer on all afternoon. Drivers can't help but stop to look.

Called in sick to finish shaking off the weekend bug and the other effects of the weekend. Got caught up with my all too dormant DVR and enjoyed "Studio 60" over breakfast. I got myself into a quandry with my child's doctors office. They wouldn't schedule an appointment with number one son for a checkup because insurance hasn't paid them back for when the girls went in early October. The explanation was that I had other insurance.

Well, no, who has surplus insurance??

I called the blue cross rep and who was alarmingly helpful. I wasn't used to that. I had a rant all set to go and had to postpone it as he found that the billing office chuckleheads committed a typo in filing the girls billing and transposes a few digits in my account, to the tune of over $300.00. He is processing their payment as we speak. I just got off the phone with the Billing Department chief having effectively, yet succinicting voicing my displeasure are being such a long term customer getting their files handed in such a slipshod way.

Take your victories where you can folks.

On a totally unrelated topic, I got a tchotckey from a tv network at home today. You get those periodically from the cable networks for running their commercials in your system. Most of the time, it's useless stuff like "Dead Like Me" Bobbleheads or "Six Feet Under" caskets filled with gummy worms, but today I received a "rollaway laptop pack" from NBC. It looked like a fancy backpack to me, but it came complete with instructions on how to "pack up my portable pc for those times on the go." Mac-hating bastards.

Nice bookbag tho.

Random thought from Saturday: whilst cleaning up puke and baking I thought some kick ass muffins, couldn't there have been a single woman between 30-50 who knew I was capable of such things and be impressed.

oh yeah, Today's home sick feature was Be Cool, nowhere near as good as Walk the Line, but Andre 3000 made the movie for me. I think I'll rejoin the working world tomorrow.

Time to venture out to Spot for Tea

Only thing worse than being sick is being sick alone. It was a tough weekend. Took the kids out on friday night only to have my son complain about his stomach hurting.

Sure enough he erupted saturday morning from both ends. I'm trying to make breakfast for the girls, clean him up and my landlord wants to stop to chat, mostly to nag me about getting cable back on. Assmunch!

The girls are sitting on the floor of my kitchen when the younger tells me "I don't want to be here." Just what you want to hear. I walked into my bedroom were number 1 son was sleeping and just sobbed. It was one of those weird sensations of the harder you try, the more you kept slipping back. They walked the two blocks back to the ex's house and young son slept it off. The ex came to get him later that day so I got a fun Saturday night at the village laundramat on Elmwood.

I got up early and had to work the Bills game/debacle. That was hard enough. I drove to Wegmans and got a few necessities and after stopping to check on number one son, I got a call from number 1 daughter's friend that she was now sick. I went and retrieved her and finally stumbled in my own door about 9, roughly 13 hours after I left.

Whenever the kids get sick, I've always gotten this weird sensation that goes away after we get them squared away. This one didn't so, without getting graphic, it got me during the overnight hours. So, I've been doing the little old man covered up in a blanket today. Proof God has a sense of humor, I got my cable back so I was able to fall asleep in front of "Walk the Line." Nice film, what I saw.

Hope everybody is well.

Baseball season is finally over. I'm sure the World Series will be good, but I'll take a pass. The most remarkable thing I've seen lately was the catch made by the Mets' left fielder. Young Mr. Chavez flew to steal a home run away last night. And somehow he came down and managed to get the ball back in for a double play. It was amazing, even if you don't like baseball.

I was bored in the darkness alone on Friday.....

Drink in hand, I'm sitting in my home office amongst piles of absolutely useless technology having a major geek withdrawl. If you didn't lose power during this, good for you. I'm mad at this storm. My kids are at my former in-laws. I've missed the Office and Grey's Anatomy (twice).

Wondering how our new peeps are liking Buffalo now.

I was supposed to work, but that wasn't going to happen. A tree from the next door fell across one driveway and 18 inches of snow fell on the other. I figured I'd let other people fuck their cars up instead of me.

So, I read instead. It was sunny so I took a stroll. Utica reminded me of the "Day After." All of the survivors were out to inspect the carnage. I thought I saw (e:theecarey) but I wasn't sure. Making down to Elmwood was a bit of a chore, with all the schrapnel laying like an angry toddler just tossed toys.

My journey took me past Anderson and up to see what there was to see. University Hots was fully powered so I partook of a perfectly mediorce cheeseburger and a big plate of fries. On a regular day, perfect average. Today, it hit the spot.

We Never Close nearly got drained of beer. Got to love that.

I live across the street from Timon Towers and if it was any more lit up there would have been a star on top. Well electricated bastards.

This sucks, no tunes, no tube, no peeps to read up on, and most importantly, no chillens. Felt weird to be that isolated.

Later, I saw Voelkers opened and half wondered if the lilho bowling was still going on.


It's Wednesday and the lights still aren't on at my folks house so I guess I can handle watching the Mets game on my crappy little bedroom tv.

My whole apt complex knows where I work and the cable customers are gently giving me a little crap about getting their cable back.

Alas.