Got milk?

Everybody that deals with my department at work has dropped some incarnation of chocolatey-goodness on us for the holidays.

I'm within three cookies of being able to bleed Hershey's syrup.

You better watch out

You better not cry
You better not pout
I'm tellin' you why
Santa Claus is do-in'
Urmom!

Hate to see the worst...

You know that one song," It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year"?

It ain't.

Shopping mosh-pits. Traffic that doesn't move. Screaming brats. Stress about coming up with THE PERFECT GIFT. Guilt from realizing that distant relatives have become strangers to you. Guilt if you don't drop some cash in the bucket of every idjit ringing a bell (don't make eye contact, don't make eye contact). Guilt that you might have spent less on the gifts you're giving, than others spent on the gifts you're receiving. Guilt for making people feel guilty that you spent more on the gifts they're receiving, than the gifts they're giving you.

Guilt because you see what we've made of, "The Most Wonderful Time of the Year", and know you did your part to keep the soul crushing beast alive.

GAH!!!!




'course it is kinda fun to put jingle bells on me work boots. Makes me sound like an elf doing a Clint Eastwood impression.

Heavy Leather

I love the fall. I always look forward to being able to breakout the jackets and coats. To me, sliding into my old leather bomber jacket is like sliding into a hug you get to wear all day. Heavy? Heck yeah, probably 10bs or so, (closer to a ton, if you listen to my wife) but it’s a comfortable weight. Solid, protective, cozy, I love it.

Plus it adds to,”The Look”, that gets people out of my way when I’m Christmas shopping. :)

And so it begins...

... not with a bang, but a, "What the heck do I really want say?"

The best blogs I've seen so far(or at least the most entertaining) seem to have more random musings than actual recitations of the days events, so I'll try to stick to those whenever possible.

Have you noticed that the new housing developments are perfectly set up for the coming of the Zombie Apocolypse? First, they're all surrounded by 7-9 foot high concrete walls (block the street entrances and the corpsified won't get in) Next, if they do get inside the wall, all the houses are two story jobs (destroy the stairs and the rotten bastards can't get at you), and set so close together, you could run planks or extension ladders through the upstairs windows to your neighbor's house. Third, they all seem to have some kind of park and/or water feature at their center (gardening and water supply). I'm telling you, the government know it's coming.

Disclaimer: No I don't really think it's coming. This was just one of the odd thoughts that popped-up on a long commute. If yer interested in Zombies you should go read,"World War Z" by Max Brooks.