Finally. I've discovered my true calling.
Thank god they gave me this task of looking up all these CEOs' email addresses, or I never would have found out that one lucky man in the world is "VP of Menu Innovation for 'Taco John's International'" Oh, Eric Haviland. Be my mentor! I'll even move to Cheyenne, Wyoming to be with you at your fantastic corporate headquarters.
(oh, and the CEO of Applebees? His email ends in "@crcapplebees.com" Yes, that's right. One letter away from "Crapplebees." Which is what that crappy restaurant is hereby dubbed)
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Bearded Wonder
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Weddin!

Jersey Shore beach....the nice part that hasn't been a landfill in almost 20 years

I know, I don't know how they have palm trees in Jersey either


Aw, cute. He protected that hat with his life all throughout the beginning of the day



Posing with our souvenirs

Jesse was the official "MC." Here he is performing one of his many duties of announcing things like toasts and garder belt throwings

Team Turd, as we so aptly dubbed them, sat and watched us the entire day. They took one brief break, and someone even saw them drive away in their car, but they soon returned to continue their vigil. Fat orthodox jewry must be really boring.

We roasted marshmallows on this shit, it was awesome. Also, the guy who built it used an entire bottle of lighter fluid, and then went for more. He was just standing there spraying it on an already huge bonfire... brought me back to high school days when we had a bonfire at Dan's and Sean sprayed lighter fluid onto the already flaming wood and almost killed himself when the fire shot up the stream...




Jesse's bathtub pool, so named for its size, depth, and warmth.

Elvis Glasses!
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Maryland Seafood Festival

There was a "Shuttle Bus" from the free parking, by which they meant a yellow school bus, and it had this kit on the front. My cousin assured me this was standard on schoolbuses, but I assured her we definitely did NOT have these when I was growing up. The bus ride would have been a lot more hilarious.

Crabs! That's what Maryland is all about. And I can't eat them.

Look carefully...
do you see it? The hot fudge CRAB sundae?

For those who are realllly thirsty, but want to make sure they don't drink anything good.

I don't know what this was all about.
Friday, September 08, 2006
Happy Hour Downtown Annapolis
TempGuy
Let me first clarify something--while my work may technically be "temporary" I am not a temp. I was not hired through an agency, but by my actual company, I was offered the job permenantly, and chose to do it temporarily, and, finally, most importantly, my work occasionally takes some form of brain power.
That said. The guy who has been sitting in the next desk over is a temp, and I have a few things to say about him.
First. He is like 65. I don't understand how he ended up temping. He has clearly taken a wrong turn somewhere on the road of life.
Second, he totally has the "movie preview guy" voice. Which is great. Cause all he does all day is call people and give the exact same speech. "Hello. This is Kevin Broderick, calling to remind you that the Advance Registration Deadline for Shop.org's Annual Summit is this Friday, September 8th. Please register soon to receive the discounted hotel room rate. We look forward to seeing you in New York City this fall." Yeah, that's verbatim. Because I've heard it 8 *#$@%*$% MILLION times this week. Anyway, try imagining that in the "Coming this summer..." voice. It's amusing the first few hundred times.
Now imagine that voice having this conversation with the freakin, FDA or something yesterday: "Yes, hello, I'm calling about a food product, a can of tuna fish. I found a great big bone in it, an inch to an inch and a half long. I could have been seriously injured had I not noticed it. Is this something I can report? [...] I am in Washington, DC, but the incident occurred in Virginia."
So clearly, although he is doing a job for high school students and despondent, just graduated college students, he has not lost his old man ways.
And finally, he spoke to me for the first time today, and this is what he said: "I notice there are televisions in every office, do you know why this would be?" I answered that since this firm does do government relations, they probably want to be able to watch CNN and CSPAN to hear about what's going on in government. His response? "Oh, I thought it might be in case of a terrorist attack we can all get the news about how to evacuate" Gee THANKS Grimmy McGrim. I needed that boost of reassurance to kick start my day. Continue complaining about your tuna and dramatically announcing our registration deadline.
On second thought, no. Please don't go back to doing that.
That said. The guy who has been sitting in the next desk over is a temp, and I have a few things to say about him.
First. He is like 65. I don't understand how he ended up temping. He has clearly taken a wrong turn somewhere on the road of life.
Second, he totally has the "movie preview guy" voice. Which is great. Cause all he does all day is call people and give the exact same speech. "Hello. This is Kevin Broderick, calling to remind you that the Advance Registration Deadline for Shop.org's Annual Summit is this Friday, September 8th. Please register soon to receive the discounted hotel room rate. We look forward to seeing you in New York City this fall." Yeah, that's verbatim. Because I've heard it 8 *#$@%*$% MILLION times this week. Anyway, try imagining that in the "Coming this summer..." voice. It's amusing the first few hundred times.
Now imagine that voice having this conversation with the freakin, FDA or something yesterday: "Yes, hello, I'm calling about a food product, a can of tuna fish. I found a great big bone in it, an inch to an inch and a half long. I could have been seriously injured had I not noticed it. Is this something I can report? [...] I am in Washington, DC, but the incident occurred in Virginia."
So clearly, although he is doing a job for high school students and despondent, just graduated college students, he has not lost his old man ways.
And finally, he spoke to me for the first time today, and this is what he said: "I notice there are televisions in every office, do you know why this would be?" I answered that since this firm does do government relations, they probably want to be able to watch CNN and CSPAN to hear about what's going on in government. His response? "Oh, I thought it might be in case of a terrorist attack we can all get the news about how to evacuate" Gee THANKS Grimmy McGrim. I needed that boost of reassurance to kick start my day. Continue complaining about your tuna and dramatically announcing our registration deadline.
On second thought, no. Please don't go back to doing that.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Cannibal
So Cannibal the Musical, Trey Parker and Matt Stone's first major work, is going to be playing here in DC. This goes back to the old school...well, my high school days anyway.
Anybody interested in seeing some awesome musical action?
Anybody interested in seeing some awesome musical action?
Monday, September 04, 2006
Tragedy Down Under
The Crocodile Hunter died! This is so sad. And, as Walter put it, rather anti-climactic. The world was pulling for "eaten by a crocodile." Or at least poisoned by something incredibly venomous. No, just a freak accident from a relatively harmless sting ray. All the people out there who have been stung by sting rays, danced around being like MOTHER FUCKER for a while, and maybe had some treatment in a hospital, are like, what? Steve Irwin, we expected a much more bad ass animal to take you down. Komodo Dragon perhaps...
So tragic.
So tragic.
Renaissance Faire, Anyone?
Jonah and I stalked some people on facebook, watched some Aqua Teen, and got chicken wings and beer. And discussed the giant Renaissance Faire birthday party he's planning (possibly chartering a bus?) Oh, and Jesse? Contractually OBLIGATED. Keep that in mind.
Anybody interested in getting hammered on mead, devouring some turkey legs, and watching some sweet jousting should get their asses down here on October 7th.
Seriously. A bus.
Anybody interested in getting hammered on mead, devouring some turkey legs, and watching some sweet jousting should get their asses down here on October 7th.
Seriously. A bus.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Breakdancing Artists
Zoo
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