Now the Spawn is Sick too

My little girl got sick last night, about 10:30 or so.

Really sick.

Pea soup style.

Ick.

She took a nice shower and now she has taken over the bucket, we’re filling her with Green Tea now too.

Ugh.

I’m still sore, and now I’m totally without sleep since yesterday morning.  I was all living dead in the AM yesterday, so I have no idea how long I’ve really been awake.  Yesterday was the longest day in recent memory and it has stretched it’s arms into the morning and kept me from sleep.

You Bastard Monday!!!!

I’m still sore, but I’m not sick.  I’ve just cleared my slate here at work (such as I could) and thought I’d post a blog post before I Green’d up myself.  Wonderful stuff.

Best. Villain. Ever

Who’s your favorite movie villain?

I really REALLY Can’t say.

I thought this would be a dawdle, easy ’nuff.

I cannot for the life of me come up with a villain I like more than the others.

Umm, I like Zombies the best, and I really can’t just say “Zombies” can I?

When I was more angsty and emo, I would have said “Lestat” as he was a cool Vampire Dude, but I know, he was just a preening metro-sexual twerp.

I’m staring at my DVD collection, looking for inspiration…recently I’ve been toying with “Mr. Svenning” from Mallrats and Chasin AMy, like “You should have seen what Mr. Svenning did when he found me doing X” but he’s not really a movie villain.  Just an Antagonist.

The Kurgan, Interesting, the Bad Guy from “The Highlander”, played by Clancy Brown (who would have been a better sabertooth than any fricking wrestler).  Good Choice.

Simon Phoenix, from Demolition Man.  Now I’m circling it.  Played by Welsley Snipes, cool as hell.

Shoot, yeah, Denis Leary in Judgment Night.  Good Villain.  Played his schtick up well, had the guys from House of Pain in his Posse.  Irish Gangsters.  Good Flick.

Mr. Hand! Richard O’Brian plays freaky weirdos better than almost anyone.  He takes on the mind of a serial killer to track down Rufus Sewell.  Check out the Pawns of Null-A for a version of this story that makes the movie even better.  It’s a thin comparison… but yeah.
Speaking of Rufus Sewell; Count Adhemar of Anjou, from Knight’s Tale. Weighed, Measured and fun to watch him fall.  He didn’t even have to die for it.  Good Stuff.

I had considered Top Dollar, from “The Crow”

I just can’t decide.  Damn.

Boy am I glad

I have such a great storage tank.

I haven’t had a bite to eat in, uh, it’s 12:22PM Monday, Right?  So it’s been (conservativley) 40 hours since I ate last.  I wonder how long I can go before I need to eat again?

I have been living on water, Green Tea and 2 vitamins.  Somewhere in the next day or so I want to  eat, but I wonder if I can go 48 full hours before I eat?  Probably, I carry about 120 pounds of extra body weight, right?
I still ache all over, like I’ve been lifting weights all day and I can’t talk. I mean at all, talking wears me out.  I get out of breath and have to take a little break.  It must have been all the vomitting, I dunno.  My whole chest is one big pain.

My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, I’ll probably eat when I actualy get hungry.  I’ve been sweetening my Green Tea with sugar, that is probably why I haven’t been hungry at all.
I text’d Dan late last night (well, early this morning) sorry Chief, I wanted to make sure I passed on the info to you.

I slept well last night, I expect I’ll be in the office tomorrow.  I probably would have went in today, except for the no talking thing, which kind of puts a cramp on my “talking-centered” job.

Damn Stomach

It look slike I gave myself Food Poisoning on Saturday.

I’ve been sick for the past 24 hours or so and I don’t feel that much better, I emptied my stomach and all, so all that was left was liquid.  I still feel prety lousy and my chest,etc hurt like hell.

Today was the longest day in history for me though, I kept gapping out and waking up, but the day never seemd to end.  It’s 11:10PM now and I should go back to bed (the couch) until I feel better, but it’s so hot n here now.

On a side note, drinking Green Tea stopped the vomit.  I’ve been drinking it all day and I stopped throwing up once an hour.

Go Green Tea!

Funny Stuff

Yet another person who calls me by my Co-Workers name!

A former team mate of mine “Jared” who hasn’t worked with me for around 2 years now, just got name checked.  It used to be a pain when someone would call me Jared, he had about 6 inches in height on me and long hair.  I keep my hair pretty short and don’t wear glasses.  We’re both heavy white guys, that’s where the resemblance ends.

I just got a call from someone who has found a cell phone at a garage sale and called “Jared”, which was my number.  I explained who I was and who’s phone that probably was.  They laughed and I hope they will turn the phone in to my Work’s lost and Found.

Interview

Yesterday we had a mini crisis along with a group project all at once.  An issue that affected whole groups of customers cropped up at the same time as an important group project: create an interview for someone who has never seen your business before.
On its face, creating an interview isn’t too hard; make up some relevant questions and weight them.  However, we need to gauge the skill level of our interviewees without asking them about our products (all 20 or so of them).  This wouldn’t be an issue if they were interviewing for a front-line position, but these people are interviewing for a senior position with no experience with the actual products.  Which makes the bar that much higher.

Oh well.  We’ll see how the whole thing comes down today.

EDIT: June 2008 — This Post marks the start of an interview process that ended when we hired Karl and Jeff

Teacher's Pet

What was (or is) your favorite subject in school?

I think while I was there, in school I would have chosen Computers or Creative writing.  But when I look back, I enjoyed history with Jim Dales the most.

Jim Dales was a large, obnoxious bully of a man, with an overbearing demeanor and a strong distaste for ignorance.  He was very close to retirement and a strident patriot.  As my oldest teacher, he also had a firm grasp on world history, having been alive since Moses was a boy.

His classes were great for someone like me for two reasons; I was quick-witted and could think on my feet, he would accept any answer as long as you sounded like you were sure of it.  If you EVER answered “I don’t know” you were instantly treated to the two-minute hate, otherwise he’d smile and accept whatever claptrap slipped from your mouth.

Great Class.

The Snakes on a Plane Drinking Game

Players: At Least 2, don’t be a loser.

Setting: House or Bar with a Big Enough TV  and enough table space to hold at least a pint of beer each or multiple good spirits type drinks (Rum and Coke, Vodka and Orange that type of thing)

[spoilers in white]

Rules (Basic):

  1. Every time someone swears, take a swig
  2. Every time you see an exposed breast/nipple, big swig
  3. Every time you see a splash of blood, take a big gulp and burp.  Failure to burp means you have to chug.

Rules(Advanced if you are sober still):

 

  1. Every time an unamed archtype dies, finish your drink (Fat Lady, annoying guy, yappy dog, burnt out cop). Last one to finish their drink starts and drinks half od their next drink.
  2. Big Gulp when Sam Jackson makes a big speech.
  3. Chug if a named character dies.
  4. Big Gulp when Sam Jackson tells the guy to stay safe/listen to Sam/repeat something Sam said.
  5. Big Gulp when Sam shares a moment with the Flight Attendant.
  6. Finish your drink when turbulence throws someone around.
  7. Finish your drink when someone opens the door without the special code or when the special code fails.
  8. Everyone drinks as much beer as they can when the
    windows are blown out and the snakes are flying out the window, stop when the cockpit door is closed, the person who drinks the most beer is the winner (or loser)

  9. Extra Rule: if you are still totally sober, chug for every failed hand slap and any time the annoying rapper complains or winces due to germs.