Archive for September, 2012

Get Out the Blankets and Jackets

by on Wednesday, September 26th, 2012

Holy crap this weather sure turned ugly fast. One day its 90 degrees out and the air conditioner is cranking its heart out. The next day it’s 40 degrees and I’m thinking about turning on the fucking heat.

Most days I don’t even think of a jacket as I head out the door. This morning, that was a big mistake. I thought that the little bit of time I was outside between my front door and the truck door would not be a big deal even it is was a bit nipply. But damn – the chill stayed with me the entire way to work. I am still cold.

Watch me end up getting sick from this fucking weather change. It seems to me that every time we switch from summer to fall the people around here start getting sick with the flu and strep throat. I hate being around sick people – it makes me paranoid as hell. People who are sick need to stay the fuck at home and not be spreading the germs around to the rest of us. Especially the people who work at schools and day care centers, bus drivers, and fast food workers. Keep your germs at home people – I don’t have time for getting sick like you losers.

Video Game Addiction

by on Monday, September 24th, 2012

On impulse I picked up a video game while shopping at WalMart. Its a guy game – first person shooter. I’m pretty good at those and I can spend hours in the living room working my way through jungles, abandoned villages and city streets looking for enemies to take out.

We’ve got several different gaming systems here at the house and play just about any game except for the X-Box games. I’m just not willing to spend another $300 on one more video gaming system. I’ve got some buddies who have the X-Box and they swear by it. In a pinch I could probably hang out at their place for a few hours and play games on their system. But to be honest, I’d rather play at home alone and not have the distraction of other people watching or trying to talk to you while concentrating on my next target.

I’ll stick with my Playstation 3 and there are plenty of games for this system. most nights there is just crap on TV and I’d rather play a game than be forced to watch the crap they call entertainment on network TV and cable. Just don’t walk in front of me when I’m trying to get to the next level of my damn game.

Old Shoeboxes

by on Saturday, September 1st, 2012

This is a habit that I got from my mom. I cannot bear to throw away shoeboxes. I buy a new pair of shoes or boots and toss them in the floor of the closet. So then I have the dilemma of an empty shoebox. I should throw it out but I feel this overwhelming guilt as a little voice in my head – in my mother’s voice – says, “That’s a perfectly good box! Don’t throw that away!”

So I have a collection of empty shoeboxes on the top shelf of my closet. I have not idea what I will ever want to put in them – certainly not my old shoes. But they are perfectly good boxes.

I almost wish the store would just keep the shoeboxes at the store – like they already keep the clothes hangers when you buy new shirts or pants. If they keep the shoebox then storing it or re-using it is on them and not on me. I’d be fine with taking a new pair of shoes home in a plain plastic bag – or better yet, wearing them.