Saturday, May 27, 2006


I AM a man; a geek; a friend; a lover; worried.
I WANT a new job; to travel more; to understand women.
I WISH I had enough money set aside that I could concentrate on my own company.
I MISS my old friends; my pets; my kids when they are at their mom's.
I WONDER if they'll find a cure for Alzheimer's before it finds me.
I REGRET not playing music more; letting my ex change who I was all those years; not taking more risks.
I AM NOT very sociable, or outgoing; as confident about my future as I let people believe.
I DANCE when dragged to a club.
I AM NOT ALWAYS on time, but usually I am early.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS loose muscles. I enjoy giving a significant other or very close female friends massages. I once considered it as a profession. I do not regret changing my mind about that career.
I WRITE e-mails, IMs, and blog entries and comments everyday.
I CONFUSE the names of acquaintences when I don't see them for a while.
I NEED to get a lot of things around the house fixed when I am laid off next month.
I SHOULD excercize more. Maybe I wouldn't have hurt my back the other night.
I START doing one thing, then get distracted and forget about it until I am in the middle of doing something else.
I FINISH conversation by having the last word. I didn't realise this until a dear friend enlightened me.

Friday, May 26, 2006

What the hell is with you guys?

I had an interesting evening this past Friday. I have been dating a lady for a little while now. Ya, I know what you're going to say "Why have I not written about her?". Suffice it to say that I am now gun-shy and sceptical after what happened last year (check my Aug '05 archives if you want the gory details).

So I went out to a club Friday night with MS, and her best friend K, and K's husband D. I had not seen the new place that my brother is working. They suggested we go there. I was totally not wanting my brother to comp anything because I don't want anyone I am with to expect that sort of treatment all the time. You would be amazed how often people try to take advantage. Mike kind of avoided coming over. I think he may be a little worried for me after last year too.

A little while later this really pretty woman comes up to me and asks me if I was Mike's brother. I made some kind of joke about "if I said yes, would that be held against me". She went on and onabout how much she loves my brother. She was really bizarre. I couldn't see the 2 of them together. MS, K, and D thought they had to me seeing each other due to the way she was talking about him. I just asked my bro about it a couple hours ago. He said she is living with a guy and was just "kissing the family ass". He cracks me up.

Anyway, after we paid our tab, which was only $12 since my brother comped $30 off of a $42 tab, we headed to a club that was supposed to have a really good band playing. It turned out that the paper had it wrong. The music coming from this place was nothing like what we were expecting. K suggested we try a new club on the south end of downtown that was supposed to be doing an 80s night (so she heard). We drove over there and went in. No cover charge and the place was pretty empty. Did they forget to advertise? The blues/rock club across the street was packed.

OK, what is with this music I hear? This is certainly not 80s music. K is a very "make things happen" kind of person. Right after we grabbed a table she headed right over to the DJ booth to ask what was up. She also requested some music. No one was dancing to the stuff they were playing. I do not keep up with the "dance" music these days, so I couldn't tell you what he was playing. When K's requests came up not only did we all hit the dance floor but so did a number of other people. The I realised that besides myself and D there was only 1 other guy on the dance floor.

When we got back to the table after a few songs I took a look around. D and I noticed that he and I were 2 of just a handful of guys in the place. There was at least 4 women to every guy there. WOW! Too bad I was there with a date.

I am a big people watcher. It entertains me to know end to see how people act in situations like this. I would have loved to have been there without a date. The vast majority of the women there were very hot.

What struck me as odd was the fact that there were guys there without dates and they were just hanging out checking out the ladies instead of at least asking one to dance. Does it really take a lot of alcohol in your system to get up the courage. Thinking back on my life in situations like this I was wondering how I would have dealt with it. I remember times where I was down on myself and didn't ask anyone to dance at a club, but with the "odds" like they were how could you not try.

We got sick of that place and decided to hit a club that had a bigger crowd. This next place was a more established club... basically the local meat market. They have a number of different rooms featuring different music in each, which I appreciate. We opted for the place playing the 80s stuff although I am up for newer "good" music.

The guys here were the exact opposite of the first place. Pushy scumbags trying to find someone to get laid with before the night is over. There were some hook ups that truly show that beer goggles do exist. What killed me was a conversation I overheard in the mens room.

"Did you check out the rack on that chick?"
"Ya, but dude..."
"So what man, I am getting some of that"

These guys were totally trashed. One of them just about knocked me over on his way out of the restroom.

I don't ever remember being like this. I remember meeting women at a bar and later regretting it, but my intension was never to just "get some of that". Actually there was only 1 woman that I dated that I met for the first time at a bar. She was the dental hygenist nazi. She would make a comment about my drinking iced tea. I also re-met my now ex-wife at a club, but technically we met in high school. Still... regrets. Anyway I've gotten off track.

The contrast between the 2 bars was quite amazing. Does being in a more crowded environment make you more pushy? Are women there for one thing as well, just to "hook up"?

I think the only times I really enjoyed myself at a club was when I was there in a group of friends, men and women. The only pressure then was if I should ask the girl that I had a crush on to dance.

What a disjointed post this has become. UGH, someone take my keyboard away from me.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

How American Am I?

You Are 69% American

Most times you are proud to be an American.
Though sometimes the good ole US of A makes you cringe
Still, you know there's no place better suited to be your home.
You love your freedom and no one's going to take it away from you!
69.... heh!

Saturday, May 13, 2006

10 weird/interesting facts about me

I was tagged by Heather... sort of.

1. I do a little genealogy work on my family. There is a very good chance I am related to Jesse and Frank James. I have information on one side of my mom's family back to around 1620.

2. I only wore tighty whities my whole marriage. As soon as my wife left I bought a bunch of boxers and boxer-briefs and threw away all my old underwear, including some that were never used.

3. I don't seem to have any addictions (well, except maybe to seeing pictures of naked women, oh and then there is that thing about eating junk food). I drink, but hardly ever to the point of being drunk. I have never even tried a cigarette. I have tried a couple drugs, but I am not anxious to do them again, especially mushrooms. I never tried smoking pot until I was 33.

4. I am one of 6 children in my family. Everyone calls me "the baby", but actually I had a baby sister that died a few months after being born from a heart defect. Today that defect could have easily been found and would have been corrected (possibly before she was even born).

5. My father was 46 when I was born. He was as old as most of my friends grandparents. My brother Mike, me, and our baby sister were all "mistakes". Mike and I were told this when we were young.

6. I reluctantly took up trombone in 5th grade. I wanted to play trumpet. I ended up being one of the best trombone players in town when I was in high school. I never practiced unless my friend Greg challenged me for 1st chair. He beat me once but I got it back a couple weeks later.

7. I went to a tech school in Phoenix when I was 17. I never graduated. I left school after 2 years because I was accused of statutory rape and I freaked out. I never even touched her. Leaving Phoenix is one of the biggest regrets of my entire life.

8. I was 20 when I lost my virginity (after I left Phoenix). Not too many girls wanted a geeky trombone player. Well except this one chick in the D&D club in high school. I wasn't into D&D, and I certainly wasn't into her.

9. I snore. My ex said I was bordering on having sleep apnea. None of the women I have been with (overnight) since then have said much other than I do snore a little. Some never noticed. Maybe subconsciously I was trying to torture my ex.

10. When I don't have my kids about the only meal I have is when I go out to lunch with the guys at work. I have probably screwed up my matabolism beyond repair.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Can it be true?

You Are Smokin' Hot

You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.
Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally.

Yes, I do tend to flirt a lot, but "smokin' hot"?

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Fun and Geekiness

I had an interesting week of fun with the kids, then when they we at their mom's fun with other adults.

Have you ever been with a group of friends and all you do is jokingly cut each other down?

I work with a bunch of engineers. Somehow I can fit in with just about any group and have fun, but for some reason my personality makes me easy pickin's for being the butt of a joke. Maybe I joke around so much that it's just a fun retaliation. It's kind of automatic. I can take a joke better than most people. I roll with the punches. But then there are times when someone in the group says things in a way that don't sound like they are trying to be funny.

Jason is the type of person that can be enjoyable to hang out with, but far too often has this "poor poor pitiful me". I try not to slam Jason too often because more often than not what comes back is more harsh than funny. I know he is just trying to "fit in" with the joking around, but it makes me wonder sometimes. Maybe he is just one of those guys that has such a low self esteem that he doesn't take a joke in a manner that it was intended. That or he just doesn't have the social skills to understand how to talk to people in a non-offensive tone.

My typical response to Jason's come backs is to just let things settle down, but some of the guys I hang with just egg him on. They all know Jason far better than I do. But his negativity just worries me sometimes.

This group of guys that I hang with are mostly from work. A serious bunch of geeks that is for sure. Maybe someday I'll get a picture of them all and show you. Friday night for Cinco de Mayo we got together and played some geeky card and board games. The card game is called Munchkin, and the board game is RoboRally.

Munchkin is a fairly simple card game where you "Go down in the dungeon. Kill everything you meet. Backstab your friends and steal their stuff. Grab the treasure and run." It is kind of a spoof on D&D if you ask me. Quite fun!

RoboRally is a fast-moving robot race. Each player tries to be the first to cross a series of checkpoints by maneuvering a robot across the floor of the "Grid Widget Factory." The course is laced with perils such as lasers, crushers, missile launchers, and conveyer belts. I described some of the game play to my kids. They want it.

Other than that I've been geeking out upgrading my computer. I have a serious gaming machine now. I am such a geek.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Stephen Colbert's Brilliant Monologue

For those of you who missed the speach that Steve Cobert gave at the White House Correspondents Dinner... Here is the transcript. SC is one seriously funny man, but this was the most ballzy thing I have ever scene. Now I have the video link here.

Personally... I am moderate as far as politics go. I don't vote for democrates or republicans. I vote for who I think is the lesser crook.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Work... a 4 letter word

I had referred to a bad thing that i needed to post about a few days back. Well, I guess I was over-reacting.

I was working from home because of having to wait for the Dish Network guy to come and upgrade all of my equipment (ok, not all of my equipment... you pervs). My riend and co-worker Dan was in IM telling me about his roommate from college. How he is a complete geek, but he has started working in a different field that computer science, which is what he went to school for.

Dan then sends me a URL. Not thinking... I blindly click. Wholly hell, the guy is part of some porn site in which there are videos of him and some other guys having sex with much older women. It is totally disgusting... Dan tells me to check out a particular page. It's like a train wreck, I couldn't look away.

I got away from the computer for a while... then I realized it, I was connected through the work VPN when looking at that crap. SHIT!

Now the IT folks at work are going to think I am a really sick fucker.

I talked to Dan about it later. He called me a moron in a million differrent ways. He didn't think I was on my laptop. UGH! I started to wonder if I should talk to someone about it. Dan rationalized it for me. He said if they were going to do anything they would first give me a warning. He said if they were going to fire me for it they would have a hard time since we are on these contracts because of our jobs going off-shore. He said they wouldn't do anything because I could take them to court and cost them far more than my severance.

I remained freaked out for a few more hours, but as I thought about it more and more I was sure he was right.


On a good note...

The VP that made the ever popular decision to move our project to Scotland and China "has decided to leave the company". Yes, that means he was fired. He has cost the company a shit load of money causing our project to go from making a good profit with a huge potential for a large market share to scaring most of our big customers and losing their trust. The ass clown is surely riding on a huge golden parachute, but he is gone, and we are cheering about it.