My (not-so) Stinky Fish have won the National League Championship Series, coming from behind in the series. Huah!
I have tickets for Game Five, if there is a Game Five.
I had to drive to work today. If I'd wanted a two-hour commute, I'd live a hundred miles from my office, not 10. Who's idea was it to trim the trees in the median of Dixie Fucking Highway during the morning rush hour, anyway? We don't need an Office of Homeland Security, we need an Office of Stupidity Security. You know, these would be the guys who looked at everything the government, from national down to local proposed and do a common sense and logic check before things actually took place.
Hmmm, cutting down three very slow north-bound lanes of traffic to one even slower lane during the morning commute... sounds like a great idea to me! And then that moron would forward it to the OSS to be reviewed. Someone there with sufficient brain cells to rub together would look at the idea and say: "Uh, how about we cut the trees in the north-bound lane at the end of the day, when 98% of the traffic is heading south, and there won't be an inexplicable traffic jam that extends all the way south to Kendall, a mere 120 blocks away."
And then, once I finally got here, I had to park on the roof of the building. Hey! I can see my car from my office. Yep. Still there. Sort of in the shade. I got to the office, checked the office e-mail and then sat down to the most important chore of my day: getting on-line and getting those Series tickets.
Life is good, sometimes.
I have tickets for Game Five, if there is a Game Five.
I had to drive to work today. If I'd wanted a two-hour commute, I'd live a hundred miles from my office, not 10. Who's idea was it to trim the trees in the median of Dixie Fucking Highway during the morning rush hour, anyway? We don't need an Office of Homeland Security, we need an Office of Stupidity Security. You know, these would be the guys who looked at everything the government, from national down to local proposed and do a common sense and logic check before things actually took place.
Hmmm, cutting down three very slow north-bound lanes of traffic to one even slower lane during the morning commute... sounds like a great idea to me! And then that moron would forward it to the OSS to be reviewed. Someone there with sufficient brain cells to rub together would look at the idea and say: "Uh, how about we cut the trees in the north-bound lane at the end of the day, when 98% of the traffic is heading south, and there won't be an inexplicable traffic jam that extends all the way south to Kendall, a mere 120 blocks away."
And then, once I finally got here, I had to park on the roof of the building. Hey! I can see my car from my office. Yep. Still there. Sort of in the shade. I got to the office, checked the office e-mail and then sat down to the most important chore of my day: getting on-line and getting those Series tickets.
Life is good, sometimes.