Tuesday, October 24, 2006

I'd like to register a complaint...

Actually several:

1.) To all of you half-witted Bill-O'Reilly-TV-lobotomized Rush-Limbaugh-listening unable-to-create-your-own-thoughts morons out there... I'd like to point out that your president is making a bit of a mess of the world like now. Please make him stop it. We know who are you and this will be remembered. The world is not your oyster. And it's not a big sandbox for you to play in recklessly. Grow. Up.

2.) To the makers of delicious calorie packed jelly-filled donuts. I hate you. My waistline hates you. I'd love to bake up a pastry full of sweet cream-filled hatred and package it thusly so it is irresistible for you to eat. I'd even put on sprinkles of vitriol for you. Hate hate hate.

3.) To advertisers. In general you are awful evil people who try to get people to part with their hard earned money in order to acquire things they don't need. You should be ashamed of yourselves. Yes, I understand you need to make a living and.. what?.. 60" flatpanel television? I'd.. I'd love one, but I can't really afford... oooooo... that's some fine resolution there.... and the financing works out how....? *muuuust resist*

4.) To apathetic complainers who just like to sit back and bitch and moan about things. They never get up off their asses to do anything about the state of things. They just sit back and rattle of lists of mundanely annoying crap that no one really wants to hear about anyway.

Friday, October 20, 2006

The checklist

1.) Still alive *check*

2.) Still employed at *check*

3.) Still disgruntled *check*

4.) Still wondering if anyone will even read this *check*

5.) Still generally clueless *check*

6.) Still mostly surly and sometimes bitter *check*

7.) Still about half a step from deleting this blog and never looking back *check*

Friday, June 23, 2006

Once upon a time there was an evil empire...

Wait.. that rings almost of plagiarism and earns me about +14 Lack of Creativity points. I'm sure a title like that is worthy of some type of punishment. Feel free to offer what you think would be the most fitting discipline. I'll apply what seems most appropriate.

Ok.

Let me try this again... aaaaaaaand..

Once upon a time there was a magical kingdom where faeries and elves and gnomes and accountants and service representatives and pixies and technicians all lived in peace and harmony with nature and tax laws and business models and revenue forecasts.

Dammit, I cannot really use that one either. It's not where the story really begins. Mainly because peace and harmony should be replaced by other words. Like despair and malcontent. Or malaise and deterioration. Mix and match at your leisure. Bleah, I don't even feel like writing this story now. Depressed after just one run on sentence.

Let me try starting out this post with something else...

Word of the week: Attrition

Gods, I can't seem to find anything to positive to say.

Maybe something cute about animals..

And the rats fled the sinking ship...

Nope, failed again.

How about a top ten list...

Top 10 Reasons Why TPTB Cannot Retain Technical Talent..

Whoa! Both feet on the brakes there son.



...
And with that I'm off to work on my resume.

Friday, June 09, 2006

Is it time to go home yet?!?



I am Jack's raging bile duct.