A few of the links that got me through the day.
Who's Delivering Your Mail - The headline drew me in, the quality of writing kept me (horrendous). This person has an entire series on cnn.com and I'm stuck sneaking in posts between pouring over excel sheets. A 9th grade journalism student could write a better series than this person.
Mom Robs Bank, Picks up Kids - I can't agree with this quote"Anderson reportedly appeared concerned about what might happen to her daughters following her arrest. “But I guess if she was really all that concerned about their welfare,” adds Ward, “she probably wouldn’t be committing bank robbery.” Sounds to me like this moms heart was in the right place, just making sure her children were provided for.
Gay Bashing Pastor, Accused of Gay Acts - So he's not a Pimp? The article is a bit lengthy but aside from the whole is he or isn't he a pedaphile issue it gives a pretty disturbing look into the big business side of the so called "megachurches", shopping sprees, luxury cars and homes, and political ties, and in all likelihood an impoverished base of followers.
Monday, September 27, 2010
I’m pretty sure every office has one. You see all the tell tale signs, hand sanitizer posted at all four corners of their cube, handy wipes conveniently stashed in the upper left drawer, discarded boxes of tissues strewn about and a CVS gold member plaque hanging in the cube. You know the person I’m talking about, the person everyone in the office runs to for Advil, Tylenol, cold meds, green tea and cough drops. The office Hypochondriac.
Unfortunately for yours truly, I share a wall with our office’s walk by pharmacy. As a result I’ve been on the front line of every possible health disaster his country has faced since 2008. Bird Flu, Swine Flu, SARS, gingivitis, I’ve been through them all. None of these have caused the level of hysteria that these pesky microscopic monsters of the mattress have brought to my cubicle pod. For two weeks straight I’ve tried everything to block out the constant fear mongering campaign on any and all passerbys along with a call list that I’m sure was downloaded straight from the corporate directory. Podcasts, Internet Radio, Mp3’s, I’ve even resorted to actual work. None of it has served to dull the ever present din. The irony is the topic of bed bugs has become much more of a pest than actual bed bugs could ever be (I mean really, wash your sheets and this shouldn’t be a problem. Last I checked this isn’t a third world country, the only people that should be worried about this are the cast and crew of Hoarders). It’s enough to make me snap, and that’s the real danger.
Companies and those senders of the corporate e-mails need to be held accountable for the aggravation and elevated blood pressure these e-mails cause to the general, daily showering, non-psychotic work force brought by the professional Web-MDers amongst us.
Like more than Peyton. Seriously.
You can probably guess how the above left hand chest pass he through yesterday ended.
In hysterical failure, much like most of his career to date.
Sadly I cannot even enjoy his failures. It’s Eli highlights like the ones he put up yesterday that leave me domestically abusing various furniture items each time I think back on Super Bowl XLII. How could such a simpleton have beaten us? HOW?
It’s Monday again, and contrary to ESPN’s commercials, day dreaming about tonight’s Bears-Packers match-up doesn’t erase the grim reality of the upcoming 40 hours of fluorescent lights, nagging phone calls, and the personal space akin to a Japanese hotel room. But you know what did bring a slight smile to my face this morning? The little box of goodness pictured above. Far too many people are still walking around ignorant to the explosion of flavor hiding inside these golden brown nuggets of tater. I challenge one of my 8 or so readers to go out and buy a box today. If you hate the experience vote lame, if you love it, tell 5 people about this blog.