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Jul 31, 2005
the buzz I never realized it at the time, but shaving my head as really become one of those catalyst moments in my life. posted
by Unknown @ 8:48:00 AM the new year Since, as of 12:00 am, I only have 12 more months of the good times, I thought I would do something I don't normally do. The result: Operation: The Wiley Dutchess has moved to the action phase. If you don't know what that means, you'll just have to ask!!! posted
by Unknown @ 2:00:00 AM Jul 28, 2005 rock on Today was just a good day . . . for a lot of reasons. The first one is really big news that unfortunately I can not announce here, for various reasons, but feel free to email, call, or ask me in person and I will share that news with you. Focus went well tonight. I was worried during practice because my vocals just weren't coming together at all. It came together fairly well during the service, I made a few errors, but I always do. People seem to enjoy it in spite of those mistakes though. Lots of fun. And I don't care what she says, Mel is totally a rock star. So is Mindy. The Bat Sassy's band should be pretty rockin when they get it together. Also, I got to take a nap in my not 105 degree room today. I even required the use of a blanket. Sweet. And, more good stuff that I can't blog here. Soon, I hope. Things are falling into place. I'm freakin awesome!!!!! posted
by Unknown @ 12:08:00 AM Jul 27, 2005 quarter life crisis Happy 25th birthday to Juliet!!! posted
by Unknown @ 12:02:00 PM increadable This will change your life!!!!!!! posted
by Unknown @ 12:58:00 AM the good ole days 10 Things That Need To Make A Comeback: Wilford Brimley Rock Organ Clavai (the new cowbell) Claymation Gary Coleman Mr. T Breakdancing McDLT Meatloaf NOT Creed (unless they are doing Somewhere Out There) posted
by Unknown @ 12:35:00 AM real smooth So there I was. The scenario I've played out in my head several times over the past couple of weeks. This was my chance. In my head, it worked out well each time. But, this time it's real life. So, what do I do?? That's right, nothing. Someone beat me with a stick. Now. posted
by Unknown @ 12:31:00 AM Jul 25, 2005 jealous of luke wentz Does anyone know where I can get a pair of the shoes that light up in a men's size 12??? posted
by Unknown @ 11:21:00 PM slowly but surely A 98% chance of success is good odds, right?? 2% still leaves a chance for failure, right??? Maybe I should talk to one of my mathematician friends. Okay, I'm just kidding. Just working my way through my last set of excuses. posted
by Unknown @ 12:17:00 AM Jul 24, 2005 falling into place Tonight there was talk of the Beat Down Posse's first music video. It is going to be for our remake of Blue Team's "Bad Day." Hopefully we can get a guest appearance by Bill Ekhardt. Plus, Ed mentioned that one of our songs is going to be a "tribute to Meatloaf", and that got the wheels turning in my head. We may have BDP's first original before too long. posted
by Unknown @ 12:51:00 AM Jul 22, 2005 the dichotomy It's amazing how I can feel so invincible and so utterly weak and frail all within the span of the same week (and it's not even over yet.) Whatever happens, I've got it good. posted
by Unknown @ 1:24:00 AM Jul 17, 2005 established Three things we established on Thursday night: 1. I am bald. 2. My birthday is coming up soon. 3. Girls like chocolate. In other news, this is my 333 post. I am 1/3 of the way to 1000. At this rate, I should hit 1000 sometime early in late 2007. I had more to write, but I forgot. posted
by Unknown @ 12:04:00 AM Jul 15, 2005 yet more lyrics na na la la la hey hey do do doot na na la la la hey hey do do doot na na la la la hey hey do do doot --Feed The Children, Limozeen posted
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by Unknown @ 1:20:00 AM Jul 14, 2005 addendum I totally left out a category from the last post: 8. The Commentator This person for some reason needs to give commentary to the mail delivery. Some examples are: a. Wow, there is a lot of mail today b. Wow, not much mail today. c. Wow, mail is running late today. d. Wow, mail is running early today. I'm lucky to have them point this stuff out to me. I guess I wouldn't have known otherwise, considering that I sorted the mail, filled the cart, and then took the mail out of the folder to hand it to them. posted
by Unknown @ 12:44:00 AM Jul 13, 2005 mail response Delivering mail is a very interesting sociological expirence. It is interesting to note the various ways the people who are receiving mail interact with their mailroom personel. For your information, here are some of the various ways that people respond to the daily mail delivery. 1. The default, "normal" response. This one is pretty basic, and covers about 60 percent of the people that I deliver mail to on a regular basis. Typically, it goes like this: Recipient: Hello (or other generic greeting) Me: Hi (mail is handed off) Recipient: Thank you Me: You're welcome (I leave) And that's that. Sometimes, nothing is spoken, they just nod to acknowledge that I am in the room, and reach out for their mail. Or maybe they just cut the greeting and simply say "Thanks." Regardless, it's a simple, quick approach, mail is delivered, and we are all back to work in no time. 2. The "Way too entusiastic about mail" approach. Sometimes, we all get really cool mail. A birthday card that is going to have money in it. The book we have been waiting for from Amazon. So, sometimes, this is an appropriate approach. At work, it rarely is though. But, some people are just excited about mail. These people typically come in 3 categories: a. The "I can't wait until the mailcart come" approach, where they actually come to the mailroom looking for their mail that is about to be delivered to them in about half an hour. I guess there is some type of motivation for that, I don't know. But, there always seems to be a few people who do this. b. The "meet you at the door types." Sometimes they know you are coming, and there they are, waiting at the door, excited about the one letter and six peices of junk mail that they are about to be handed. c. The "really excited comment" type. This usually involves some type of non-sarcastic "wow, thanks" or "great, thank you" comments. Glad I could brighten your day. 3. The Comedien. That's right, some people have to greet you with some type of joke about the mail they recieve. Occaionally, they are funny. For example, one day all I had was two peices of junk mail for one attorney, and when I handed it too him, he said, "Thanks, I've been waiting for this." Good stuff. Most of the time, it's not funny. The most common one: Wow, you brought me presents! Now, I will admit that it was funny the first time I heard it, back in 1999, the first time I ever took a mailcart. However, it quit being funny later that week, after I heard it over and over and over and over and over and over. And people still use it. They still think it's funny. If you are one of these people, stop. This is also the group where the sarcastic "wow, thanks" comments come in, as well as "I don't want this," "stop bringing me mail," and all the other overused jokes come in. If you are in this category, you are probablly not funny. If you aren't sure, run your joke by me. I'll let you know, so you can perform a great service to your mailroom by stopping if it is not funny. 4. The restricted access people. Most offices have some room somewhere that you can't get in without the proper access code. But, people who work in there have to get their mail too. However, most of the time, these people are either file clerks or IT people, so they rarely get any type of significant mail. Most of the time, it is some ad from Dell or some CD of a shareware version of some software they are never going to buy. Anway, when you deliver to these people, you have to knock on their door and wait till they come open it. And, usually, they are nice, but they have this look on their face like, "I can't believe I just walked all the way across the room to get this AOL 10.24 cd. 5. The utterly suprised people. This is probablly my favorite group. I really can't figure these people out, or what the heck is going on in their heads. I wish I could be a total smart aleck to these people and not get fired, because that would make my job SO MUCH more fun. Anyway, I'm guessing its pretty common knowledge that in the United States, mail is delivered every day, Monday through Saturday, with the exception of federal holidays. We all know this right. I'm assuming it would stand to reason that our mailroom would then sort and deliver every time mail is delivered to us. Which is in fact the case. We take mail around every morning, sometime between 9:30 and 10:30. With this in mind, some people seem really suprised every time we take them mail. As if they weren't expecting it for some reason. Often, it is just a vacant stare, as if they have never seen mail before. But, I know they have, because I handed them mail just the day before. So I know they know the drill. Anyway, there are also 2 questions that come with this category. a. Is that for me? Ohhhh, if I could just make a comment and keep my job, it would be so theraputic. As if I was going to walk into their office when it wasn't for them. Usualy, I play along and actually check the name one last time, just to make sure. b. What is this? My absolute favorite. This is just classic stuff. I really don't know where to begin. Normally, I just assume that they realize it is mail. So, they must be asking what is inside, because I obviously know. I guess there must be one of two assumptions at work here. One may be they the think that in the mailroom, not only do we deliver and send out the mail, but that we also create the mail that we deliver. If not that, then I guess they assume that I have read the mail before I take it in to them. But, this is against the rules, so there is no way that this can be the case. Just one time, I want to answer this question by saying, "Probably some sort of legal documents." Maybe someday. 6. The "I'm not going to acknowledge that you even exist types." These people just piss me off. Not always, but often. Sometimes, someone is really busy, typing away at the keyboard or whatever, and don't really noticed that I walked in. I'm down with that. If they are the clear desk types, I can usually just set the mail down and leave, no big deal. If they are the messy types, then it can get complicated, but still, no big deal. But, then there are those who clearly see me come in, are looking right at me, and say nothing, or don't reach for the mail. This is really awkward, because as they are looking at me, I assume they are in fact going to reach for the mail. Instead, they leave me hanging, so after a few seconds, I have to try and find a place on their messy desk to set it down on. I just want to punch these people sometimes. 7. The "I'm actually interested in your life" types. These are rare, at least where I work, but they do exist. They actually try and learn your name, ask how you are and actually listen and respond to your response. Rare, but appreciated. So, what kind of mail recipent are you?? posted
by Unknown @ 12:18:00 AM Jul 10, 2005 the final game Today the spring softball schedule wrapped up. With today's win, we finished up: 7 wins 3 losses Pretty good. Today was a weird game. Yesterday, I went bowling. Whenever I would make a bad throw, I would fake like something was in my eye, or would fake a leg injury. Today I wasn't faking. I started off pitching well, but then in the second inning, I was covering home and took a hard throw on my shin. It hurt so bad that I got kinda light headed for the next inning. It hurt to run the bases. Then, the next inning I took a hard throw that hit me in the foot. Luckily, I was able to dodge the line drive coming right for my eye. But, it was a windy day, so I kept getting dirt in my eyes. So, I'm pretty banged up right now. My shin has a huge knot on it. I hope it doesn't get infected. So, that wraps up the spring season. We missed the signups for the summer leagues, but fall leagues are getting ready to start, and we are going to enter a team in one of those. Well, I'm off to Starter Camp (an overnight church camp for 1-2 graders.) Should be exhausting and fun. I was supposed to be there over an hour ago, so I should probablly jet. posted
by Unknown @ 4:59:00 PM Jul 6, 2005 mo'lyrics Here are some more song lyrics for you! A few of you know the inside joke behind it. The rest of you, well, maybe I'll tell you someday. Still, I think you can enjoy this brilliantly crafted verse: Somewhere Out There Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there And even though I know how very far apart we are It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky Somewhere out there if love can see us through Then we'll be together somewhere out there Out where dreams come true posted
by Unknown @ 12:04:00 AM Jul 5, 2005 these are the things i think about at work A couple of quick questions: 1. Is it still considered "uncool" to use both straps on a backpack? When I was in high school, it was, so since then, I've always only used one strap. But, a couple of weeks ago, while on runs, the situation required that I use both straps. And it was freakin awesome. So since then, I've been using both straps. So, I need to know if its still "uncool" to do so. Not that it should really matter at my age. 2. Is there some kind of rule that if you are at work, and you go through the mailroom, copyroom, breakroom, someone's office, a conference room, a cubicle, a bullpen, or anywhere there may be a group of people, and it is early in the morning, and everyone seems to be tired, or they are just chilling, that you are required to make some comment like "lively bunch in here." I think clearly there must be, since it happenes EVERY FREAKING MORNING between 7:00am and 9:00am. posted
by Unknown @ 11:39:00 PM failed heroes Sadly, this is a semi-serious post. Anyway, I had a moment tonight where one of my childhood heroes fell. It was a very upseting moment, as one can imagine. Tonight, at one of the local fireworks festivals, as is tradition for this particular one, they bring in some musical act. Typically, it is someone who back in the day was pretty big, and has faded a bit. This year: Richard Marx. Yes, I kinda laughed too. But, part of me was kind of excited. During the summer of 1989, Richard Marx was my favorite musician. Not too long after that, I sort of moved on. But, for a few months, Richard Marx was the man. This was the summer of "Right Here Waiting." Even after I moved on from my Marx fanhood, I still kept the song "Right Here Waiting" in the back of my head, and even learned to play it on piano. So, as I'm tossing the football around listening to Richard Marx play, I keep waiting for him to play "Right Here Waiting." Where my group was, we couldn't see the stage, but I vowed that I would go within view of the stage when my song came on. He saved it for the end of the show, since that is his biggest hit by far. By that time I had given up on football and was sitting on one of our blankets chatting with some friends. Then, I sort of notice in the backgroud . . . it sounds like the chord progression for Right Here Waiting. But, I don't hear the piano part. So, I listen intently, and sure enough, I hear it . . . "Ocean's apart, day after day . . . " So, I jump up and start running towards the stage. I get within view of the stage, and one of my childhood dreams has just been acomplished . . . see Richard Marx perform "Right Here Waiting." Except . . . there is no piano. Just chords strummed on the acoustic guitar. And, he has slowed down the tempo, and is doing some weird syncopation in the vocal part. I listen into the second verse, and then I just get mad and start storming back to the blankets. As I get back, my friends start talking about how impressed they were with my running ability, when I shout out "HE'S RUINNING IT." They all laugh. They aren't old enough to understand the significance of this moment. IT really was one of the most disappointing moments of my life. Thanks a lot, Richard Marx. Way to ruin my childhood! posted
by Unknown @ 12:15:00 AM Jul 2, 2005 headgames Since I have stuck with the shaved head look for a month now, I got a new tool called "The Head Blade." One of Time Magazines "Top Designs of 2000," the head blade is a special razor designed for shaving your head. It takes some getting used to, but it's pretty freakin sweet. Speaking of heads, I think I had a concussion this afternoon after taking a "bump" to the head. I think I'll be okay now. *INSIDE JOKE ALERT* posted
by Unknown @ 1:34:00 AM Jul 1, 2005 blasphemy I can't believe I'm saying this, but I will. I want Creed to make a comeback. Of course, I want it to be short lived. I just want them to do one song. They really need to do a remake of "Somewhere Out There." It would be brilliant. Then, they can break up again. posted
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