tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61434553997237592262024-03-14T01:03:14.756-07:00If It Was That SimpleThe Random Rantings Of The Beer Man.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.comBlogger231125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-21213252261729690652008-07-07T22:55:00.000-07:002008-07-07T23:07:59.280-07:00Early Birthday Present To MeNot that I'm going to get a lot of time to enjoy the damn thing, but I guess that it was about time to retire the Mercedes and get myself an early birthday present.<br /><br />Some pics of the newest member of my household. They suck, and I'll reshoot some later to get a better look, but for now, they work. (Dropping your DLSR and having to use a pocketcam FTL...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/Front.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/Front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/CornerShot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/CornerShot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/Rear.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/Rear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/PassengerSide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/PassengerSide.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/DriverSide.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee307/jsraby/Forum%20Pics/DriverSide.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Holla Limited Edition 25th Anniversary DTM package with a big ass V-8 and way more speed than I need. My old boss has an S4 from the last generation of the car and refers to it as his ticket machine. Mine is number 98 of only 250 built, and I'm already worrying about it getting hurt.<br /><br />The car is stupid fast, and sounds AMAZING. I will have to throw up a YouTube vid with some noise coming out of it. Priceless.<br /><br />So now I am going to forgo some sleep and drool on it in the driveway... I should be washing it...The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-62833184900896607732008-06-27T13:37:00.000-07:002008-06-27T13:49:01.606-07:00Mel(l)o(w)dramatic...So here I am waiting for something new and exciting to ruin my Friday, and I must say that this is the easiest shitty Friday ever. I have had nothing go my way all day, and every time something new goes wrong I am the one that will have to fix it. Saturday. My boss had the nerve to refer to me as being "melodramatic" when I was complaining about the things that have gone wrong today. As I said to her; "easy for the person who's going to be home on Saturday to say."<br /><br />That shut her up. But, truth be told, freaking out about stuff isn't going to make it any better<br /><br />Thanks to the holiday next week (Independence Day, for those playing at home) on Friday, I had already planned on coming in on Sunday. This means that in two weeks I will not take a day off. (It's going to work out to a bit longer than that, but for the sake of argument, it's these two weeks that I am worried about right now.)<br /><br />Not that it's anything new, but the rest of America will be enjoying a three days weekend. I won't be enjoying a damn thing. But...<br /><br />Every year some friends and I throw a massive Fourth of July Party, and not going isn't an option. It's one of those things where the party has outlasted relationships, friendships (people who now hate each other still attend), and anything else that may get in the way of a good time. SO. The new plan is to go into work and then go to the party. Then go into work hung over the net day.<br /><br />Waking Up Still DRUNK FTW!!!!<br /><br />And I'll try to blog a bit more regularly... ;-)The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-2063378461097048752008-05-16T07:36:00.000-07:002008-05-16T09:36:45.576-07:00I Made Under $ 750,000 Last Year, Where's My Check?I have stayed away from politics on the blog as I feel that I don't need to intentionally alienate any readers, but some things bear mentioning. Looking at my IP tracking, I may be about to infuriate at least some readers in the midwest. So be it, this needs mentioning.<br /><br />Yesterday the Farm Bill passed the House, and today it passed the Senate. For those unfamiliar with the 2007 Farm Bill, it is the $289,000,000,000 cherry on top of the government sundae of spending.<br /><br />People can bitch about government spending here and there all they want, but when the government allows subsidy payments to individuals with incomes up to $750,000 a year (married incomes of up to 1.5 million dollars) it somehow strikes me as the rich getting richer. Isn't that what so many people are bitching about? Economic stimulus checks are arriving now. I'm wondering where mine is, as I am positive I made less than three quarters of a million dollars last year.<br /><br />Then there is the ethanol debate. I just can't stand behind the idea of burning food... We have seen rises across the board in food prices and yet somehow we need to be giving refiners (those people that everyone likes to bitch about having record profits) a 45¢ a gallon tax credit for blending <strike>food</strike> corn based ethanol into our gasoline. I know that the subsidy exists to keep US farmers in the business of growing corn, but at a time of record grain prices (and shortages in other categories, the big two in my world being barley and hops) is this still necessary?<br />And then we end up with anomalies. Case in point, a recent article in the W.S.J. pointed out that some refiners have been switching to Brazilian ethanol due to it's lower cost even though it is hit with a 54¢ a gallon tariff. Brazilian ethanol is made primarily from sugar cane, and their economy is immensely dependant upon the export of ethanol. That said, the entire country of Brazil only produces 4.3 billion gallons of the fuel. The US produces only 7 billion gallons of ethanol. The 2007 Farm Bill mandates that refiners blend 9 billion gallons of ethanol this year alone, with an average increase of about half a million gallons a year over the next fourteen years.<br /><br />The increase can be made up in their production of Cellulosic Ethanol. CE is produced from non-food items such as sawgrass, wood chips, sawdust, etc... The production of CE at least has the potential to alleviate the need to burn US foodstocks to run our automobiles, but it is still being researched and there are currently only two major CE projects, one of which is not expected to come completely online until 2011. The Farm Bill provides a significant research subsidy to increase the production of CE, and it damn well better. The bill requires that an additional 21 billion gallons of CE be blended into the US fuel supply in 14 years. (A total US ethanol dependancy of 36 billion gallons.) For some reason I think we aren't going to be able to pull that one off...<br /><br />And then there is the food aid. The fact that this spending is thrown into a bunch of government pork is laughable and probably one of the few reasons that the damn thing passes with enough votes to override a veto. It's hard to tell the poorest people in a congressional district why you voted against their children's school lunch program...The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-32581609346039772722008-05-12T12:56:00.000-07:002008-05-12T13:08:06.654-07:00I Get BySo I managed to live through my Mother's visit, Cinco de Mayo, and the last week of work before my vacation.<br /><br />Now I am sitting in Florida, having already been to the beach (surfing, but the waves were so small), just trading stocks and enjoying the hell out of myself. I think that I am going to have a hard time leaving here... It's about eleven million degrees, but I guess that it's really easy to get used to and right now I couldn't give a damn. It's nice and sunny, the rain hasn't materialized, and even if it does I do not care. I am having a great time on vacation... (Who knew this was possible?)The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-73365875250594541872008-05-03T17:20:00.000-07:002008-05-03T17:53:03.956-07:00It's The End Of The World As I Know ItSo I guess it isn't that bad, but my mother is coming to visit, and while I do love the woman dearly, the thought of here staying at my house for a few days drives me insane. I do not know why...<br /><br />I guess it's because I have to "behave" while she's here.<br /><br />No going out drinking with friends, and coming in the front door at 3:00AM (there goes my Sunday Rock Band party, and I am not kidding). No bringing home random women (yeah, that doesn't happen when she's not here, so I guess it's not much of a concern).<br /><br />And then there's the real draw back.<br /><br />No being at work all hours of the day. I've got someone at home waiting for me, and while the woman lived in Seattle for six years, I feel obligated to entertain. I am sure that during the day she will be visiting old friends and seeing the sights, but she's also here to see her son. That's me. That means that I have to be there. And while I'd like to think that I can show her around the office and our operation, I can't keep her occupied for long.<br /><br /><br />Oh shit... Door bell...The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-19713758566824214022008-04-29T17:57:00.000-07:002008-04-29T18:45:00.610-07:00Cinco de MondayoWell it would appear that my lazy ass has finally managed to get back to my blog after missing a couple of weeks.<br /><br />Or a month.<br /><br />And a few days.<br /><br />Anyways. Work has kept me busy. A couple of trips to visit various suppliers of ours were both a lot of fun. They managed to entertain and educate... Lots of entertaining... Yeah...<br /><br />And now we're working on a whole on a whole new holiday of fun; Cinco de Mayo. CdM is not a "real holiday" in Mexico but us beer people have managed to turn it into a traditional celebration of Mexican heritage. (Read, lot's of fucking drinking and eating pseudo-Mexican food)<br /><br />Sadly enough, the date actually commemorates the date that a Mexican General defeated a French General as the French were invading Mexico... They beat the French, big fucking deal, who hasn't. The really funny thing to me is the French regrouped and a year later took control of Mexico for four years... "Mexico, the country that lost to France in battle" probably won't be making it onto the license plates any time soon.<br /><br /><br />But hey, kick back, put your feet up, and drink ANYTHING BUT a Co-ro-na... That shit is disgusting.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-23187903484406500212008-04-13T21:34:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:37:18.115-07:00If Anyone Still Reads ThisI'll be around sometime soon. I've just been hammered with some big beer stuff.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-80869232491260423382008-03-26T06:17:00.000-07:002008-03-26T06:22:17.273-07:00And sometimesSometimes mobile blogging sucks.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />So, after clearing all of that up, I don't have the time to type the post I wanted to type.<br /><br />Sorry about all of that confusion. We're experiencing technical difficulties... The normal programing will be resumed later today.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-73050473920524294852008-03-19T05:00:00.000-07:002008-03-19T05:05:03.877-07:00Great Success.So I lived through St. Patty's Day.<br /><br />I made it through pretty much sober, and was in bed really early. But it was a Monday night...<br /><br />Next up, Cinco de Mayo, another Monday night. Ugh...The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-68228324327469659762008-03-16T11:33:00.000-07:002008-03-16T11:40:53.558-07:00Victory 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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-65649559076815738942008-03-15T10:36:00.000-07:002008-03-15T10:37:48.512-07:00F1The 2008 season starts tomorrow.<br /><br />Well, late tonight here in America. Tomorrow in Melbourne, Australia.<br /><br />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.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-24996752339710918092008-03-14T15:50:00.002-07:002008-03-14T16:07:59.316-07:00Quick 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.<br /><br />Or I'm wrong, but to stubborn to admit defeat.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-28048740308403839932008-03-13T14:05:00.000-07:002008-03-13T15:16:11.885-07:00And I'm SpentSo 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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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...<br /><br />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.<br /><br /><br />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.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-27408704652522356402008-03-10T06:16:00.000-07:002008-03-10T06:42:02.127-07:00That Guy (Part 5)So...<br /><br />An Open Letter to "That Guy"<br /><br /><br />Dear That Guy;<br /><br /> 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.<br /><br /> 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.<br /><br /> 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.<br /><br />Cock Bag<br /><br /><br />Sincerely,<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:Segoe Script, sans-serif;font-size:130%;">The Stormin Mormon</span></p> <span style="font-size:85%;">The Stormin Mormon</span>The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-81860224122163123472008-03-09T12:42:00.000-07:002008-03-09T13:07:23.777-07:00Week In ReviewLast 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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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...<br /><br />I'll be making my blog rounds sometime (probably later today), updating <a href="http://ifinvestingwasthatsimple.blogspot.com/">The Stock Game Blog</a> (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.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-72199987274650829202008-03-06T06:02:00.000-08:002008-03-06T06:04:18.711-08:00Beyond TimeIt's not about how many hours you work. It's about how you feel about those hours.<br /><br /><br />I'm rapidly falling into insanity, but I'm having fun...<br /><br /><br />I'll be posting here and visiting everyone's sites soon. :-)The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-69114780967499542412008-02-29T15:34:00.001-08:002008-02-29T15:34:46.351-08:00New SystemsGive me cancer now God...
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<br>This meeting has been a blast, but I really would love to eat a bottle of rat poison than remain here.
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<br>The redeeming factor in this day is that it is fun to watch people scrambling while they do their best to adapt. I think I was 90 percent fluent on this bad boy after a few hours.
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<br>So this would be a colossal waste of my time if it wasn't for the fact that I can email from my phone and update my blog, and laugh at people as they ask questions that have already been answered to other people long before today.
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<br>Aside from all of the fun here, today has been a weird one. I destroyed a tire on my car and discovered that there was no jack in my car... MB sent a tech to fix it (and bring me a jack), so I just had a fun wait on the side of the highway. I learned that my cell phone is the worst phone in the world. It's a great PDA, a wonderful email machine, and it can text message like a champ. It is the worst PHONE that I've ever used. So this weekend I'm getting new rims and a new phone.
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<br>But now I'm going to stare blankly at the speaker, and maybe field a question or two from the people who are lagging behind.
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<br>-Stormin Out...The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-46754004584434013182008-02-25T05:56:00.000-08:002008-12-11T15:26:16.180-08:00Random EmailsSo it turns out that the first email I open today is also destined to be one of the best ever.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R8LJodOWf6I/AAAAAAAAARY/Syr9l4aVDy8/s1600-h/Dub.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R8LJodOWf6I/AAAAAAAAARY/Syr9l4aVDy8/s400/Dub.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170917019051524002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Go Huskies!The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-40935078508164390782008-02-25T04:25:00.000-08:002008-02-25T04:51:53.474-08:00Roll It OutSo at the end of this week my company rolls out an entirely new software and hardware system for everyone.<br /><br />I'm not in our IT department, I'm in our beer shenanigans department.<br /><br />But, I am the youngest guy in my position by 5 years... Well closer to eight years... I'm the guy with a blog. The one who always fixes people's mistakes so that they don't have to wait for IT to come do it. As one guy put it, "You remind me of my kid, he's a genius at this 'computer stuff.'" Of course I do, his kid is four years younger than I am...<br /><br />So...<br /><br />I was selected by my boss' boss to be our departments liaison to IT for this whole "new system" fiasco. This means that I get to do my job, the parts of my boss' job that I already do, and now that job on top of it. But the fun doesn't end there. IT likes me because they don't have to dumb anything down for me, so they have asked me to be one of the few "Super Users" (yeah, the computer geeks at my company are just like the geeks at every company). This means I get an Administrator account on the new system and will be somewhat responsible for my guys systems. When the shit hit's then fan, they'll call me instead of bugging IT immediately. Of course I said yes. I think that I have "a snowflakes chance in hell" when it comes to mastering the new system in ONE WEEK, but I know that I have a better chance of getting it right than anyone else that they could task for the job in this short a period of time.<br /><br />So as I prepare for what will no doubt be one of the busiest weeks of work in recent memory, I figure that I might as well throw my schedule up here for all to see.<br /><br />Mon - Work and then dinner with brewmaster of one of our brands.<br />Tues - The Island, and then a stupid appointment about my stupid knee.<br />Wed - Work, and then a division meeting after work about March.<br />Thurs - Work (Thank God, one day of just work)<br />Fri - All day with the IT guys working on the new system.<br />Sat - Friday part two. It will be a long day.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-31132630958626377572008-02-22T23:52:00.001-08:002008-02-22T23:52:12.668-08:00I'm D-RunkTotally Drunk...<p>If TCH would volunteer to drive to Krystals, I'm buying...<p>Big post tomorrow. Well... Today.<p>Just later, when I'm less hammered. In the AM...<p>LOL... Someone please stop me before I make some comment about someone/something that I can't retract.<p>Holy crap. Why am I able to post from my cell phone? I should totally turn this off...<p>Or not. (Insert inappropriate comment here about breasts.)<p>Wow, just lost half my readers with that one. <p>Guys, please don't hold drunk Stormin to anything. I blame it all on D.K., he's getting me drunk...<p>Side of beef.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-27964217485790433022008-02-19T05:52:00.001-08:002008-02-19T05:52:16.726-08:00HD DVD is dead.Hahahahahaha...<p>Huzzah Blu-Ray.<p>God I love my PS3.<p><br>-StorminThe Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-80599045916252222422008-02-18T19:22:00.001-08:002008-12-11T15:26:16.805-08:00Hitting On MeI think Word Verification is hitting on me. While posting on <a href="http://mindydoesmpls.blogspot.com/">Mindy Does Minneapolis</a> (great blog, by the way, and not about what all you pervs are thinking right now, but hey I though it too), my W.V. caused a raised eyebrow...<br /><br />What would you all make of this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7pMG9OWf4I/AAAAAAAAARI/zt5KtXgQdzk/s1600-h/W.V.+Screen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7pMG9OWf4I/AAAAAAAAARI/zt5KtXgQdzk/s400/W.V.+Screen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168527204758749058" border="0" /></a><br />Now, in case you can't make that one out, I zoomed:<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7pMHNOWf5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/QcZXKuNrCRk/s1600-h/Zoom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7pMHNOWf5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/QcZXKuNrCRk/s400/Zoom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168527209053716370" border="0" /></a>As close to "under you" as can be... ;-)<br /><br />I'm not that easy. I think.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-70690468130705351782008-02-17T18:16:00.000-08:002008-12-11T15:26:17.097-08:00For TCHThe hallway at one of my favorite local bars:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7ju1tOWf3I/AAAAAAAAARA/9QXyEa8j_Fk/s1600-h/Hall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Es_fbeTvy7I/R7ju1tOWf3I/AAAAAAAAARA/9QXyEa8j_Fk/s400/Hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168143178847911794" border="0" /></a>The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-21109495472925277162008-02-16T10:41:00.000-08:002008-02-16T11:14:30.868-08:00So...<br /><br />Here I am trying to come up with a cohesive post from the emails that I sent myself Thursday and Friday and all I can think about is:<br /><br />Drinking last night - Yeah... I think if I weren't getting paid by a beer company I would have a problem. But, I call it "work" and at least I feel great about myself.<br /><br />More beer pong, where my teammate left me FLYING SOLO, as he was chasing some tail. The S.O.B. didn't even get lucky and I had to play against a two person team, which means I was drinking twice as much. I still won every game, and I think that I might call it training for <a href="http://www.bpong.com/index.php?pg=wsobp">THIS</a> next year. Though I can not compete thanks to my job, which pisses me off. I could probably win the damn thing.<br /><br />And then there is the fact that I really don't get hung over. I woke up today feeling great at 9AM (which is sleeping in). I walk outside to get the paper, and notice that my Wall Street Journal is in Japanese. Which pisses me the hell off. I could read it if I wanted to take the time, though my Japanese is rusty, it's still there. So I'm debating that one right now...<br /><br />Finally there is tomorrow. I have to go to a damn baby shower, and in case you missed it, I fucking hate children. But it's for a friend, she's super excited about the damn thing, and I already bought the gift... God I hate children... *shudders*The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6143455399723759226.post-79402114663876160612008-02-15T00:51:00.000-08:002008-02-15T00:54:18.329-08:00FinallyFinally<br /><br />All of the Valentine's Day bullshit is out of the way.<br /><br />Bring on St Patty's Day!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ibabuzz.com/beer/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/guinness-draft.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.ibabuzz.com/beer/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/guinness-draft.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />PS: Real post below.The Stormin Mormonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07406147066469665148noreply@blogger.com5