And sometimes

Sometimes mobile blogging sucks.

Because my computer is a touch screen it happens to be very sensitive about being in a briefcase. And so when I set it aside (failing to realize that I had left it on) it begins to have a mind of it's own. Something taps the screen, and suddenly a post is deleted. Something taps the screen again, and suddenly there is a post of gibberish because things have been rattling around the keyboard.

So, after clearing all of that up, I don't have the time to type the post I wanted to type.

Sorry about all of that confusion. We're experiencing technical difficulties... The normal programing will be resumed later today.

Great Success.

So I lived through St. Patty's Day.

I made it through pretty much sober, and was in bed really early. But it was a Monday night...

Next up, Cinco de Mayo, another Monday night. Ugh...

Victory In Melbourne For McLaren Mercedes.

In a race where finishing meant earning points, McLaren Mercedes driver Lewis Hamilton dominated the field, leading 53 of 58 laps of the Australian Grand Prix in Melbourne.

Of the 22 cars that started the race, only seven crossed the finish line, and the "top eight" teams that were awarded points included not one, but two cars that failed to finish due to engine failures. One of the cars that did manage to cross the finish line was disqualified for a rule violation (technical violation, not blatant cheating), and so two cars that did not finish were in the points standings. Several accidents, numerous failures of components, and general craziness, all contributed to a very chaotic race.

Teams will be rapidly working towards building in reliability, and drivers will be working on reactions and safety before the Malaysian Grand Prix in just one week.

F1

The 2008 season starts tomorrow.

Well, late tonight here in America. Tomorrow in Melbourne, Australia.

I'm as so excited. McLaren Mercedes took pole yesterday in qualifying. It looks like it is going to be a remarkable season yet again.

Quick Recovery?

A big thank you goes out to everyone for the emails and comments wishing me well. I'm well on the road to recovery. I can weight the knee a bit, about a third of my R.O.M. (ange f otion) is back, and aside from the whole "it still hurts" thing I'm thinking that I will bounce back to the world of the walking.

Or I'm wrong, but to stubborn to admit defeat.

And I'm Spent

So near the end of a work meeting yesterday I did not notice the chair that had been slid back, pinning my leg between the table and itself as I was standing and talking to my boss.

I did notice it after turning sharply and dislocating my knee. I noticed it as I fell to the ground. As I dropped immediately (my leg no longer worked), all I could think about was that it was going to suck when then pain came.

Everyone rushed to my side, but there was little that could be done. I pulled myself up onto a chair and just sat there, marveling at the time that had managed to pass, while I had not reinjured my knee. Then the pain...

It comes in waves and it's like experiencing the tide. Each pulse is more than the last, and pushes you a bit further. It sucks. So I sat through the rest of the meeting, and then O'Sullivan showed up to drive me home. Then I made the call to go into work today, with my knee in an imobilizer. That sucked too.


But... Now I have all weekend pretty much confined to my bed to blog stalk and keep this place up to date. Then Monday I'll be in to the doctor and finding out if this is a sprain, ligament tears (yes, same knee as the last time), or something else that I can't come up with in my head. Updates will follow.

That Guy (Part 5)

So...

An Open Letter to "That Guy"


Dear That Guy;

I have dealt with many of the best people in the world in my life. I have been rewarded with remarkable friendships and people who enrich my life on a daily basis. My circle of friends is amazing, and I am fortunate to have them.

You are not my friend. We are not friends. We are acquaintances. We know each other, but we don't "know" each other. And I'm fine with that. You happen to be the most irritating person in the world, and that's just something that I do not need more in my life. If I were an oyster, my life would be filled with pearls. That might make the ladies happy, but it doesn't make me happy.

Knock off the BS at the office. Cut the shit, and stop trying to be buddy-buddy. I know that I want to stab you in the eye with a fountain pen, so stop giving me the opportunity by coming by. I want to yell at you to get off your lazy ass and contribute to the growth of this company. So stop sending me emails that give me the opportunity to hit "Reply: Add CC: Company List" and send out a request as to how the hell you are wasting my time, the company's time, and the world's bandwith with this shit. And finally, do your best to run things by me when you happen to think that making some dramatic change in the department. The next time you don't, it will not end the way you hope. I'll have you out the door on your ass.

Cock Bag


Sincerely,

The Stormin Mormon

The Stormin Mormon

Week In Review

Last week was crazy, and this next week isn't going to be a whole lot better. I have spent entirely to much time worrying about work stuff, and I can't wait for St. Patty's Day. At least that is kinda the end to this whole crazy thing for a little while. We get another little lull where nothing happens and we get to catch up.

I have a feeling that my promotion ambitions are going to get in the way of a whole lot of down time, but at least it will cut the 13/14 hour days into 10/11. It's amazing what you can do with an extra two hours at home.

Daylight savings lime has royally fucked with me. I have one clock that doesn't reset itself (everything else is smart enough to know) and for some reason I have been trusting it more than any other this morning. Ugh...

I'll be making my blog rounds sometime (probably later today), updating The Stock Game Blog (you'll have to read the first post, perhaps I'll copy the good parts and post them here), and generally wasting the one day this week that I did not have something big going on... It should be fun.

Beyond Time

It's not about how many hours you work. It's about how you feel about those hours.


I'm rapidly falling into insanity, but I'm having fun...


I'll be posting here and visiting everyone's sites soon. :-)