Saturday, January 28, 2006

Quote of the Day

" " - Helen Keller

Friday, January 27, 2006

It's Official

The official David Gilmour touring band has been announced:

Phil Manzanera - Roxy Music guitarist and co-producer of ‘On An Island’
Richard Wright - Pink Floyd’s keyboard player
Guy Pratt - bass player with Pink Floyd and Roxy Music
Jon Carin - keyboards and longtime player with Pink Floyd
Steve DiStanislao - drums, recently played with Crosby & Nash

The North American shows sold out in 60 seconds.

Monday, January 23, 2006

I can be so condescending sometimes

Has anyone else noticed the word condescending everywhere? It seems like it got really popular at some point, and now just gets overused. I hear it in songs, and read it everywhere. Stupid people use it a lot (not nearly as much as ig-nernt). Anyway, I think it's time we save this word from going down the wrong path. Who's with me?

Sunday, January 22, 2006

I'm like a little kid

The U.S. Navy boarded an apparent pirate ship in the Indian Ocean and detained 26 men for questioning, the Navy said Sunday. The 16 Indians and 10 Somali men were aboard a traditional dhow that was chased and seized Saturday by the U.S. guided missile destroyer USS Winston S. Churchill, said Lt. Leslie Hull-Ryde of U.S. Naval Forces Central Command in Bahrain.

Am I the only person who thinks it's so cool that there are still pirate ships?

I have to agree...

"How 'bout we just root for injuries?"

-Mike Trivisonno

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Dirka dirka dirk...

Jihad. So, Osama is back in the news. Yet another video, or was it just audio. I wasn't really paying attention. We need something better than that to grab our attention. We are Americans, after all.

They need to use the gang from Without a Trace to find this guy. They can find anyone.

Brokeback Terrorist.

I voted for W, but...

"We don't negotiate with terrorists, we put them out of business."

How, by monopolizing the market?

BTW, what happened to saving Social Security for future generations?

Interrupting

My FMTFN and I went to see Brett Mason (one of my brother's (S) friends) play at a bar in Squirrel Hill last night. He did a great version of Breathe and Time, by the way. So, at least three times he came and sat down to talk with us (it may have been four). On each of those occasions, someone walked up and started talking to him. Now, that isn't a big deal, but they obviously thought whatever they had to say was much more important than the conversation he was already having. They didn't just say hello, but insteaded started totally new conversations, and we never did really get a chance to talk to him. Okay, maybe this isn't such a big deal. But, why the fuck do stupid people think others care what they have to say? No Brian, this doesn't mean you should question why I'm writing this then, I'm ahead of you on that joke.

Oh, and I hate the commercial that's on right now.

If you're interested: www.brettmasonmusic.com

Old People

So, are we just supposed to assume old people are smart? Are we supposed to respect them, just because they're old. I've noticed lately that a lot of them aren't very bright, and some are ass holes. Some even smell. Don't get me wrong, some old people are interesting, bright, funny, or at least worthy of a certain level of respect. But, many are just as bad as the rest of the population.

This one sounded much better when I was explaining it to Henry. But he really wanted me to post it, so there it is.

The Kids like the David Gilmour

There has never been an album or concert I've looked forward to as much as this one.

"From the first moments of the sound collage that begins On An Island, you know it's a special experience that not only bears comparison with the best of Pink Floyd, but also confirms their lead guitarist and singer as an outstanding solo artist. Here he reveals a personal vision and a breadth of styles -- folk, jazz, orchestral and rock -- brought together as a unified piece through his lyrical guitar playing and instantly recognizable voice."

I hope this is true. The album comes out in March.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Rant

Okay, so am I the only person who's sick of people talking about their (grand)children's computer skills? It's gotten so fucking old. I hear it all the time. Maybe it bothers me more because I work in I.T.

"My (grand)son is a insert any job here. What do you do?"

"That's nice, I write computer software."

"Oh yeah. Well he's great at computers too. He can do anything on them. He insert 20 minutes of bullshit on how great he is with computers."

"So, not only can he do his job, but he can do mine as well. How nice for you and your (grand)son. Now bring him over here so I can beat the shit out of both of you."

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Quote from my brother (S) in a conversation about the above mentioned topic:

"He's good at that google."

I still crack up everytime I think of that. It's just like "Octo-cock" or "Mahogany".

IT Management

So, I've progressed this far into my career. I'm now the Senior Director of Information Technology and Software Development. What was my first official project? Well, I had to create a proposal for a $200,000 PC/licensing purchase that covers the next year. This includes any expansion and a movement in our company toward telecommuting. Now, I've gotten the impression that the numbers I put in this proposal weren't that important; I've only been in the job for two weeks, not exactly enough time to develop the contacts I need to negotiate on a purchase of that kind. I did knock off $12,000 from the price of PCs, but that's only because the idiot who got the original quote is...well...a fucking moron. So, what was the purpose of this. It's an exercise in Bull Shit really. What sets my proposal apart from anyone else's? I know how to format a Word document so it looks pretty. All my years of I.T. training have gotten me to this point. Wait until I start sending Excel spreadsheets to the CEO. I'll be the next CIO in no time. So, this is management?

The upside...

Either Denver or Pittsburgh will lose the championship game. I will ignore the part about the other team winning.

My personal hell...

My personal hell has been revised. I stole it from my brother to begin with, being caught in a 24-hour Wal Mart in Curnbar (our alternative name for Cranberry, PA) with no way out. I have since revised it to being caught in the electronics section of a 24-hour Wal Mart in Curnbar with the AFC Championship between Denver and Pittsburgh on every TV. At least Myron is retired.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Blogg 'er!

Do I really have time for this blogging thing? I'm sitting here in my my old man sweater and thinking of how this is for progressively hip liberal mac-loving not-like-me people. And yet, my FMTFN (finance minus the first 'n', because of my hatred for the word fiance) is the one who is getting me started. She is certainly not a part of that aforementioned group. And so begins my life of blogging. Now what?