Hurray!

So the Feds finally left today. I heard a loud collective sigh of relief when we all watched her car drive away. And so I bid you farewell woman who slightly reminded me of my mother. Thanks for the week of helping us become better people. If not through our work then at least through our words. I can't think of a week where I've sworn that little and had some of the blandist conversations in the back. Seriously, not one conversation about boobs or ass in 6 working days. That's some kind of record for the three of us in the department. Granted I'm usually the one that starts the whole thing but the other guys can keep up with me whenever they want. Hopefully tomorrow will be back to normal.

Weekend

Well the party on Friday seemed to go well. I say seemed because I got a little too drunk to really be paying attention to all of the happenings. For the record though, one bad game of flip cup doesn't mean I suck at the game. I just had a really really bad first round. Saturday was a day spent running a few errands but mostly recovering from the night before. Stupid hangovers! The rain last yesterday managed to be just enough to keep the fields under water so no softball games today. I'm finally up and running, had a decent quick workout at the gym to make me feel more human. Now it's off to get cleaned up and look for a pair of shoes that I just can't seem to find anywhere. Enjoy the sun!

Jammy Jam Time!

I don't care what you think, the party tomorrow night is going to be great! Good friends of mine, together doing what we all seem to do so well. By that of course I mean acting stupid and getting drunk. I love it! Plus, it's a Pajama Jammy Jam! I haven't been to one in years and I know it's gonna be fun. Of course I'm playing the role of DJ once again. I have to, music is my thing. Plus I'll be the drunk guy taking pictures most of the night. Here's to drinking and laughing until the sun comes up!

The Feds!

So this morning I slept in just a little bit longer than normal, taking my time getting to work and just enjoying life in general as I normally do. That is, until 8:55 when I scanned into the building and opened the door to hell. Apparently the FDA finally made good on their threat of a surprise audit. As I've been told, the FDA does audits of any location that has something licensed by them about every 3 years. 2008 was year 3, 2009 is year 4 so we knew we were due. I thought I heard an odd noise this morning as I was leaving the house, turns out it was every member of management's butthole puckering up at the exact same moment. The good news is that the little old lady who reminds me of my mother will be at the location until Tuesday of next week. Given the "oh shit!" look that pretty much everybody had on their face today the next 5 days should be super sweet! What better reason to have a couple drinks and sit in the hot tub?!

Tuesday

Nothing really special about today. I was excited to pick up the release of Quantum of Solace and the reissue of Pearl Jam's "Ten" album. I saw the movie in theaters and enjoyed it enough to pick up this afternoon. And of course, I'm still a big fan of Pearl Jam so how could I not pick up the reissue, even though I still own my original copy of the album?! I'm thinking that starting tomorrow it's going to be seeing some heavy rotation in the car. What better to listen to when spending 45 minutes on the way to work! Skipped the gym tonight, which was most likely a mistake but the old man hadn't seen the movie yet. It's always nice to have a little father/son bonding from time to time. Even the bonding that doesn't involve building or shooting something.

Busy, busy

I just took a look at the calendar and realized just how I've managed to fill up my weekends for the next few months already. I guess it's time to charge up the camera cause it's gonna be a legendary month. First it's the Pajama Jammy Jam followed by my favorite Jersey Girl's birthday. Then Blake's birthday bash, which will be another trip to the strip club. Then it's party weekend and I think I get a weekend free before the trip to Maine. And that of course will be a solid week of fun and two weekends of acting stupid. Add in softball games and practices and time at the gym. So that should give me around 35 minutes each day to enjoy myself privately, if you catch my drift. I just don't think the bank account is going to like me much at all!

A win

You can't beat the weather here the last week or so. Sunny, barely cloudy and the temps have been perfect. Add to the great weather a win in softball and the day seems that much sweeter. Hope your day was as great as mine.

Saturday

Good news, I had one of my better Saturdays in a while yesterday. It started with a quick trip to the outlets where I managed to not spend any money even though I kept looking for a reason to. Then lunch with my favorite Gina and Jersey, whom I hadn't seen in a month or so. Managed to get the car through a quick wash to get one layer of pollen off then I met Blake for some more shopping and dinner. The only real "low" of the evening happened at dinner, where it turns out that none of the good looking waitresses work at Hooters on Saturday evening. I don't go there for the food, although the onion rings are good. I was hoping to oogle a decent looking chick or two but no such luck. I managed to make it out to Mt. P after that to break up Betz's vag fest, and I must say I added some much needed life to that group! Ended up at Wild Wing. I was really thinking we shouldn't of left Infuzion because the bar wasn't packed and the dj was great but them ladies were ready to go so you always follow the good looking ones around. I was pleasantly suprised as the band at WW were great! NSP out of Atlanta. They played all covers, alot of funk and some fun stuff. Met a couple new drunk people while singing "Easy like sunday morning", a personal fave of mine. Time to start getting ready for an afternoon of softball, we're due for a win so keep that in mind.

Nothing

It's been a busy but boring couple of days. I've spent the last couple of nights on the phone with people playing the role of shoulder to cry on. Seems that the old adage of bad things happening in three's is actually true. All I can offer is a shoulder and an ear, that seems to help for a couple of minutes at least. Here's to wishing that everything turns out ok. Now I'm off to have a drink and relax for the next couple of hours.

Same old...

Well with some more hard work last week I managed to drop another few pounds. Now I'm down to 227 from the 251 of 8 months ago. I guess with more dedication I could be slimmer but oh well. I'm happy with the progress and will continue to trend in the right direction. I've got to, vacation is only a month away and that's just going to be a mess. Actually, I'll lean more towards legendary. I'm very excited to get back up there and remind the town how we throw down. Nothing like a lot of drunk dancing and singing in the middle of a shitty bar dance floor to make you feel great. Unfortunately, the bars I used to go to disappear one at a time each time I come up there. Hopefully there's still somewhere left to drink that has a dance floor. And bad news, the move where I spend a lot of money and time getting one big tattoo to scratch the itch didn't work. In fact, now I just want to go in for another big sitting and keep coloring. If I didn't have this trip coming up I bet I'd be saving for the other arm right now. Or I'd be hanging out at Lucky 7's talking ideas. Ok, not ideas. I'd be there to spit game at Tiffany. Let's be honest, chicks with tattoos are hot. And the name reminds me of a great person so why not take the chance?

Drama

So it took me close to 3 years but I managed to eliminate all of my drama. I've really been trying to live with the mentality that it's just not worth it. I used to feed on the energy that drama brought. I remember liking being fired up, which for me was usually anger. I've let all that crap go. Now, that's not to say that I still don't get fired up about some stuff. My job is something I take pride in being really good at. Due to other people's inability to do their own job I will sometimes catch a line of crap that has nothing to do with me. Normally I speak exactly what's on my mind, sometimes I wish that filter was better. And I still get pissed when people make stupid comments. But traffic and all that little crap doesn't weigh me down at all. I think to fill the void I've started to want to get into other people's drama. Not like knee deep, but just enough to keep me wanting more. I've never really thought I've had an addictive personality. I've never had a problem with wanting to drink to excess. Never had a problem with drugs, although I can't give up my Diet Coke. And I know I'm addicted to sex, but that doesn't count. Guess it's something I'll have to really look into at some point.
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Cardio

So, in case you didn't know, I hate doing cardio. I enjoy going to the gym and finding a nice new gym girlfriend to silently gaze at her from afar. I say gaze, or possibly gazing, but never staring at creepily contrary to what Stephanie thinks I do. Like pretty much everybody else in Pivotal I'm there for myself. I'm still trying to lose a decent amount of weight. I'm still shedding around a pound a week, which is what I wanted to do. The problem for me is running. I like running in softball or when I'm playing a sport. Whomever decided that it's awesome to run on a stationary object is an idiot. But I have no desire to run around South Carolina in the middle of the summer when it's 100 degrees out so stationary it is. Now I'm no long distance runner but if a man with a knife was chasing me I'd do my best to get the hell out of the way for as long as possible. He'd catch me though, I'm not that fast. Oh, and tonight while running my fat ass on a piece of carpet that moves I decided I really hate you thin bastards who can eat anything you want and still look great. And I'm not even kidding, I really do hate you. And don't tell me that you wish you could gain weight, we both know that's a lie. You just say that to make us feel a little better but it never does. So shortly here I'll try to get some sleep and do it all again tomorrow. All the while running, sweating and cursing all food that just simply tastes good for beating the shit out of my will power.

Another trip

So every year I think I'm going to save my vacation time and go on some epic road trip. And every year it never happens. I bring this up because I'm about to buy my ticket to go back to Maine in May. I look forward to seeing everybody every chance I get, although I only get back once a year. I always have a great time, thanks to some amazing friends. But one of these times I'm actually going to try really hard and put something together. Maybe a road trip? And of course the more people that come with me the more fun it'll be. Hopefully we can work something out! What fun is a trip without company anyway?

The service industry

So just one time I would like to actually see some customer service around here. It doesn't seem to matter what the business is. Convenience store, department store or fast food restaurant. It seems like every place I go I'm being a pain in the ass just because I would like to purchase something. Stop at the Sunoco for a soda or water and I get the evil eye from the person behind the counter. It would seem that I'm fucking up their break time. And by break time I mean the time you spend standing behind the register texting or talking on your bluetooth headset or maybe even holding phone to your ear. All I want to do is pay for this water and move on. I know you don't want me in your way but for fucks sake you're the one working here. You chose this job. I'm sorry you don't like it. I didn't like it when I did it either. But at least I was polite to every person that came in. And I never asked "Wha cho want?" or stared at you blankly without telling you how much the transaction total was. And while shopping I always seem to need something in the department where nobody is working. So I carry my stuff from counter to counter hoping to find somebody to ring me up. About the only place I can find actual "customer service" is at a restaurant. And we all know that I'm overly polite to anybody working in the food industry because I would never have the patience to deal with assholes all day. And I try to tip well every time, none of that dollar per person at the table kinda shit.

I tried at least

So before I went to the gym tonight I went back to the tattoo shop to drop off some softball info to a hot chick that works there. I had kinda decided to see if she wanted to get a drink before I went. The guys made sure to give me enough crap before hand so that even if I had wanted to chicken out I couldn't of. Turns out she's seeing somebody. Oh well, at least I asked. And I'm just going to give her a little bit longer to spend time with him then go back and give her a better option. And I'm absolutely biting that from Blake but I think it's a perfect fit for my attitude.

And it starts...

So I'd been thinking about doing this for some time now, and following Rob's "just try it out" statement here we are.

Another amazing weekend in Charleston. Kinda took some time to not do much yesterday. Met Blake and Diane for lunch and drove around with the windows down and the radio loud for over an hour. BoomStick softball had it's first official game today, last week's season opener was rained out. In keeping with tradition, we lost but kept it close. As always, the first inning of the first game seems to be our downfall. Once we got rolling we showed why we've made it to the championship game the last 2 seasons. Final was 13-9. Took the day off from the gym because I'm a slacker. Back to the grind tomorrow.

Hopefully this will be just another hobby of mine and won't turn into an obsession.