My work stinks, literally....................

Yes, I am afraid so...Naturally, my job as a hard core 10-key operator stinks, but today, it actually, literally stunk......

As I returned from lunch, I clocked in and turned the corner to my cubicle amidst a sea-of-cubicles, and I was met by the most pungent of odors. OK, let me create a word picture for you, since there is no smellavision on this PC....

Think of your favorite crock pot....Now, fill it with puke from your newly pregnant wife, best friend or whomever you may know that is or ever has had morning sickness....Now, turn it to high and let it start to simmer....But, before you put the lid on, go and find a used sock of your little brother's, dad's, husband's or anyone else you may know that has really nasty, smelly feet, and throw it in the pot...Finally, cover and simmer and leave your home...Return in 8 hours or so and breath deeply.......

So, you get the idea...That is about as close as I could come to the wretched smell that was permeating my place of employment this afternoon. My cubicle conveniently happens to be located near the dock of the building where they bring in supplies, etc., but it is also the place where the trash compactor happens to be, which obviously has not seen any soap or a hose for quite sometime. ....

I thought I would eventually get used to it, but after 3 hours of smelling it, I was ready to get away from the evil, evil stench.

There was one bright spot of the smell, though. This just happened to be the day that they were feeding us our free Thanksgiving dinner of pressed turkey cold cuts, instant mashed potatoes and instant dressing. (I passed on this and went to Taco Bell). But, every department also brought side dishes and desserts to go with the free fare. For some reason, several of my associates lost their appetites for the food they had brought. I don't know why I find this amusing, but I do..Sick sense of humor, I guess.

See you on the other side (I've heard the grass is greener over there!!)........

Punk Drummer

I couldn't find a good picture of the Pinewood Derby so I thought I would post this picture of the best drummer in the world. He rocks!

I admit it. I'm an Eagles fan, unfortunately.........

There I was watching Monday Night Football last night, my favorite game of the year--Cowboys vs. Eagles in Philadelphia. I love the Eagles. They are my favorite NFL team. I don't know why, as I have never been to Philly, but ever since I watched them play on MNF when I was 12, they have been my favorite team. Anyway, there was 9:15 left in the game and the Eagles are up 20-7 over stinking Dallas. So...I decide, "It's late. I'm going to go to bed, now. My Eagles have the game in hand. No problem."

So, that's what I did. I went to bed. Then I get up and watch SportsCenter this morning and guess what? Dallas won the game 21-20. What in the wide, wide world of sports is going on here? Apparently, Dallas came back and scored 14 points in the final 3 minutes of the game and Philly's David Akers for some reason could not make a 61-yard field goal with no time left to give Philly the win. BLIMEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, I know most of you who are reading this could care less about sports, but, hey, it's my blog and I'll cry if I want to. My Hogs stink, my Eagles stink....I've got to get a new football team.

See you in the locker room....

Why do people insist on talking about nothing......?

So, here is my question of the day...

Why do people insist on talking about nothing? Useless, blah, blah, blah, blah..ALL DAY LONG!!!

I came to the realization about a week ago that I was wasting several hours of my day, especially at work, engaged in meaningless, uninspiring conversations. So, at work, I decided that I would no longer talk to anyone, unless it involved work. Of course, this garnered a reaction from my fellow "associates" (that's Wal-Mart speak for unappreciated slaves). One of my fellow "associates" had to take on the responsibility for the rest of the group and ask me what my problem was. I informed them that I had no problem, but that I had chosen to focus on my work while at work, instead of being social. (I realize that this is a novel concept and some of you reading it are probably checking your Huggies right now, but it is true. I have actually been going to work and spending 8 hours just WORKING...Nothing else.) Of course, to my fellow associates this was incomprehensible and unacceptable. I think it actually made some of them a little angry. After the first day they asked me if they had done something wrong or upset me in some way. This leads me to another question..........

Why do people want to turn a decision you make into something concerning them? Are we all really that self-centered that we can't see past ourselves to realize that 95% of the decisions that others make DO NOT CONCERN US!! As I explained to those who work around me: I am not angry or upset, I am not looking for another job, I am happy, I like all of you, I am not depressed, It has nothing to do with any of you... I just made the decision that I would be more productive at work, the day would go by faster and I would never have to worry that I was saying something stupid if I kept my mouth shut and just did my work.

So, I managed this "working only" feat for all of last week and today, and it is amazing how much I was able to get done. And, I've found by not talking all day at work, I feel like talking to my wife and kids more when I get home. It may not be a lot more, but it is more. I am able to focus better at work, and I don't have to get caught up in the many mini-soap operas of my co-workers.

Oh, well. That was my soap box for today. I'll step down now.

********ON A SIDE NOTE......The Jolio and I are on a race to health with a prize for the winner at the end. We plan on losing some weight, and whoever reaches their goal first gets to claim the prize. The Jolio thought of it, and I think it will be a fun way to get in shape and be healthy together.

We'll be back in 2 and 2 (that's for you Chuck W.)

Aaaaahhh!!! The Weekend..........

This has been an extremely long week, so I welcome the weekend with open arms....

WELCOME WEEKEND, WELCOME!!!

Why the inside of the truck.............?

As I was leaving work today, I noticed something strange and highly unexplainable.....

I was getting in my truck and I happened to look over at the truck beside me. And that is when I saw it--camoulflage INSIDE of the truck. The camo was not on the outside, but on the INSIDE. There was a camoulflage seat cover, steering wheel cover, the shades were covered in camo, etc.

So, I'm thinking in what crazy messed up world would you need camo on the inside of your vehicle? Is this for the time when your sitting out in the deer woods in your truck and a big ol' buck comes strolling up to the non-camouflaged exterior of your truck, and you don't want him to see you sitting inside. I'm sure this is a very efficient way of hunting.

(Please imagine the next dialogue being said by a tobacco chewing redneck for the right effect :)) "That stupid deer will never see me hiding in here. He'll think this truck is empty. And when he opens up that thar door to climb on in, that is when I'll make my move and shoot that sucker right 'tween the eyes." Now, I realize that I live in Arkansas and that deer season with automatic weapons just began this weekend. But, come on!!! I thought I had seen everything, but I never thought that I would see the inside of a vehicle decorated with elements of hiding. I could maybe understand if the ENTIRE vehicle was covered in camo for the purpose of disguising the vehicle in the woods, but with just the inside decorated, my disbelief is stirred.

Well, enough rambling about that....As I said yesterday, we had the Pinewood Derby last night and Punk won. Well, he actually won his age division, which of course in our little church means he was the only one in the division, but he was excited, regardless.

We got some pictures of it, and I will try and convince my fellow jolio to post some later tonight.

See you tomorrow...

We're Off to the Races.........

No, no..Do not be confused. I have not all of the sudden turned into a NAS"bore" fan. We are having Pinewood Derby races tonight at church.

It is great to have a Senior Pastor who is not afraid to do something out of the ordinary. Tonight, I am going to lead worship and then, IN THE SANCTUARY, we are going to have a pinewood derby race. The kids have been working on their cars for the past couple of months on Wednesday nights, and to show our support for their hard work, we have reserved tonight's service to watch them race and yell for their cars to win. Should be fun.

Anyway, I am going to attempt to update this site daily. I may not have much to say, but it will be good to practice my typing skills.

Bye..

Back to civilized (somewhat) society.....

Well, we made it back from our Mickey Mouse tour of the Caribbean...It was fun, but I kind of felt blah most of the trip. Then when we got back I got a touch of the flu, so that was fun. But, I think the worst is over now. I think Punk and Claw really enjoyed it...They were not ready to come back (especially to school:))....

I realized that my favorite part of going on vacations is getting the opportunity to observe people. And, wow, there are a lot of different types of people in this great big world of ours. I have decided that the most annoying people I have observed, however, have to be from the New England/New York area. I don't know if it is the accent, the volume or the speed of their speech, but their voices just grate on my bare bones. It's as if a knife were being ground into my eardrum and repeatedly ripped in and out until I can no longer stand it, and wish I had no ears!!!!

Okay, that may have been a little extreme. But, it also seemed that every person I encountered with that lovely lack of "r" in their words, was also pushy and rude. So, it was good to be home, where people talk normal. That's right...I just said that us folks from Arkansas speak normal. Gee howdy, ya'll. (just kidding). But, I will never understand how the word "car" ends up sounding like the mating call of a large black bird (kah). Or how the word "hamburger" sounds like the nose candy from a certain cured meat (hambooguh).

Well enough of the bad-mouthing of no R's speaking Yankees. We are just getting back to our routine of work, church and sports. The kids both start basketball in a couple of weeks, so at the moment we are inbetween sports, which is nice.

That is about all I have for now...I will try to update more regularly so those people in St. Louis, you know who you are, don't make anymore comments :)

On the road again.........