When the cat's away......

Bender: "Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?"

Oh people, today was a good day at work, if you want to call it that. The 2 bosses are in Denver for the yearly CEDIA (Custom Electronics Design and Installation Association) convention. It's pretty cool, I went the last 2 years, but it's all the same stuff with maybe a few new items added to them to make them a little better. Anyway, enough of that, today was great. We did NOTHING for the day. We were supposed to go down to AFG to replace 2 video scalers, but they never came in from UPS, so while we waited, we sat in the theater and watched Saving Private Ryan, afterwards we took a little break from watching the Kaleidescape. So we went to lunch, Brett the progammer and I went to Jersey Mikes, I had the classic Philly Cheesesteak w/ no peppers( a must if you've never tried). We took a stroll down to Planet Smoothie and I got a small Chocolate Elvis (peanut butter, yogurt, chocolate, and ice). It was ok, but I'm sure there's better flavors. So when we had enough of the lunch scene, we made our way back to the shop hoping that by 1:00 the scalers would be in.....they weren't. What are we going to do???? We couldn't think of a thing, so we sat back down in the theater thinking maybe the nice comfy leather theater seats would help us think.....they didn't. Magically the Projector kicked on and the channel switched to a Showtime channel. It was time for Kung Fu Theater!!!!! "The Master of the Flying Guillotine". Quite entertaining for the full duration, alot of action and I believe, yes I believe that I have a new favorite movie format. It was made in 1975, the year I was conceived and born. It still had an entertainment factor that was undeniable, how can you ignore that or even push the 'System Off' button on the touch panel. I'll tell you from experience, you can't. And when we turned to our bosses son to get him to check UPS, it was apparent he did not have the same appreciation for the showing. He was sprawled across 2 of the 4 seats behind us out like a light. Yes, I can officially say that today was the MOST unproductive day at work I've ever had. At 3:00, I gave up on UPS and left. I'm not going downtown after 3:00 on a Friday, especially after the ass-busting we did today. Screw That!!!!!

TIME OUT!!!!

Bobby Boucher "I like college and I like football, and I'm gonna keep doing them both because they make me happy........And I like Vicki Vallencourt, and she showed me her boobies, and I like them too."

Sorry I missed the last quote so I had to make it up with a good one. So how is everybody? I feel great today, I really do. I don't know what the deal was with me today. Last night the wife was pissed at me because all I've been doing over the past few days is watching sports"HELLOOOOO, the start of a new football season+the Reds still hanging on hope for a playoff spot." But I went to bed and woke up this morning, feeling great. I don't know if I had a Come-to-Jesus over night in my dreams, but I kind of felt a little guilty.......nahhhhh, not me. Maybe though. I like sports, and when I can't physically be there, I like to watch sports on TV. But I do have a wife now, right, as I was LISTENING to the Reds game in extra innings last night as I lay in bed(I thought this would be semi-productive on my need for rest and need for sports)I know, it's terrible, but I was tired and I wanted to know the outcome, so if I did fall asleep, at least subliminally I'd know the score. Hey Doc., any suggestions on how to split the time or even combine the 2. I thought of slipping her some pills as I watched the game while she sits next to me for the first half an hour or so, just so she can fall asleep with me, and that way we can be together AND I have sports. Probably not too cool though. Maybe I'll just have to suck it up and ACTUALLY spend some"quality time" with her. Yeah, I suppose that will be the best way to handle it. I'll save the pills for plan B.
The above is a pic with me and the ring bearer Blake from the wedding(obviously). I've been trying to get it posted, but for some reason, up until now, it wouldn't.

Back To Normal

OK,
My rant is complete and even though I'm still fed up with our wellfare system, if you want to call it that(it's more like crap-fare), I hada wonderful time last night with my wife and friends and family at the Cincinnati Reds game. They won a game finally and I got a free beer, FROM THE CONCESSION STAND, not bought by someone else, it was just free. Their register was screwed up and I waited forever so the guy was just like"go ahead and take it". And I did, and it was good. I didn't look back, I did not ask "are you sure?", I just took it and walked away quietly, like a man who had just experienced a very uncomfortable moment with another man would. The game itself was entertaining, the after concert by Paul Otten Band was pretty cool(great live music), and the visit at Q and the AML's house afterwards was enchanting(good beer, good food, and dizzy-ing conversation). It was like BW3's without the wings and 50 televisions. Anyway, the wife had a good time which is what it was all about.
People watching is great. By the 6th inning, a grown woman easily in her 40's, dressed like she was a 15 year old, was drunk as a skunk, screaming and yelling for Ryan Freel. He glanced over once and simply raised his hand in her direction. This made her evening, but made the screaming and yelling even worse, because naturally now, this meant Freel was interested. Let's leave the fact that her husband/boyfriend was right next to her. Simply amazing is the 40 year old female alcoholic psyche. "Hey bitch, have another one will ya!!"

Irate!!!!!

Michael Corleone: "Fredo, you're my older brother and I love you, but don't ever take sides with anyone against the family again. Ever."


Sorry to bring you guys down on this one, but I get pissed off every time I think or hear about this topic. I am speaking of the 3 year old Marcus Fiesel who was MURDERED several weeks ago. I keep up to speed on what's going on in the world by listening to talk radio on my headset during the day. And when the News breaks in every so often, and I hear of new findings by the police, other investigators, and the county coroner, I get so furious. I can't yell out loud because there are others working around me. The boy was taped up with packing tape, hands bound, and wrapped in a blanket, stuffed in a closet with the A/C turned off for 2 days in 95 degree heat. Who does this? And the real mother is another issue. This fat ass has taken the system and made it her lifestyle. All she had to do is get a doctor to give her a medical/mental disability label, and she's off to the races. She doesn't have to work because of it, she gets tax money, our money!!!!!!!!.....for those responsible enough to work, and she feels even more incentivised to have THREE children, all of which were fathered by a different man, AND she gets money for them.....Guess what, apparently she's pregnant again! Where does this stop?! He was a paycheck, and I'm sure many others are treating these kids as paychecks. This child, if he lived on, would probably never experienced childhood, even in a foster home because the Carrolls recieved money also from being foster parents. Again, a paycheck. AND she has a class action lawsuit for 5 million because she claims she wanted to regain custody soon, she was turning her life around. A(When have we heard this one before??? Ummmm, let's see everytime a drug deal goes bad.) So, AGAIN, in death even, the child is a paycheck. She, not once, attempted to set up visiting arangements to see this child she"loved".

Anyway, he was suffocated, doused with gasoline, burned, doused several more times, set on fire several more times, and whatever wasn't burned was put in a bag and dumped in the Ohio river. And then had the gaul to use the system AGAIN and have a massive search for a child they knew they killed. These mother fuckers need a pounding, BAD.


I bust my ass, to get what money I have, I pay for my own medical/dental insurance, my house, my food, .....and when I go to the doctor, I have to pay even more(co-pay). These people<----yes, that is a class of people, get medical, dental, AND legal representation, whenever they feel they need it(not only when a crime is committed by them) all of which has been labeled as FREE. Well, it's not free, nothing is free. The money comes from somewhere, and it's not the sky, it comes out of all of OUR pay. These people see an incentive for being unresponsible, with no job, and a promise of steady money by having more and more children. Sounds like a pretty good deal doesn't it? Everyone's a victim. It's easier to point a finger than to take responsibility for yourself. I mean to have someone take care of you for the rest of your life. I'm done, I've got other shit to do tonight.

Mogwai

Ulysses Everitt McGill: Well, isn't this place just a geographical oddity. Two weeks from everywhere.

That's right, straight out of the Gremlins movies, Mogwai. The small furry creature, Gizmo. That's what the two cute furry little Cockapoo's looked like today at the clients house I was at. How much work did you get done Dan? Not much. They are puppies from the same littler and are only 2 months old. Luckily my tasks today involved sitting on the floor and making up ends for the video distribution. SO I had the said Mogwai's both in my lap and fighting, wrestling with each other, then me, then sleeping for about a half an hour, then both awakening and realizing there was no wrestling going on, and wrestling ensued once again.
Olive and Palmer say: "No more animals Danno. No more. We are the chosen ones."

Ahhh, the Fantasy

Randall: "People say crazy shit during sex. One time I called this girl 'Mom'."

OOOHHHHHH People, it is fantasy football time again. My brother and I had our draft last night with all of the guys from his work at the USPS(no, not the entire USPS). It was Nuuuuuuts. This may sound a little queer, but I really like just being around guys once in a while. Not for the queer reason, but to get loud, and bullshit, and trashtalk, and drink beer, and eat pizza and bbq weiners, and laugh at the stupid shit that everyone else is saying.
For the lay-persons, Fantasy football is an activity which involves one persons picks over anothers. One night every year before the football season, guys get together and pick 1 player each round, 16 times. These players are the players you think will score the most points, catch/recieve for the most yards, etc. It can get a little tricky though, especially when one of your favorite teams(ie. the Bengals) is playing against one of your players that you picked for your team. So if I have the Seattle Defense, which I do, and the Begals are playing them that week, I am in personal quandry. I want Palmer and Rudi and Chad-boy to do great!!!! But I also want my team Defense to get a lot of points as well. It's deep I know, but it's fun, and it's also great when you might be watching highlights of a particular game and some random joe-shmo is shown catching a 90 yard TD pass and he happens to be on your team playing that week and you jump up and scream "Yeah" and no one knows why.....it's the little things that make me happy, I'm easy.

Body Guard

This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Let's not bicker, and argue about who killed who...

So we're at the very important Cincinnati man's house yoday and we are getting there in the morning after he leaves. But in his stead will be 1 of his bodyguards at the penthouse staying there w/ us. Now, as we are going up in the elevator, in my mind I'm picturing a Ving Rhames-esque sized black man with a black leather coat and a side-arm. Instead, as he opens the door, the man is no more intimidating than the dad on the hit TV show, ALF. Don't get me wrong, he's a nice enough guy, but if your wanting someone to take a bullet for you, I'd want someone with a little more body mass. I can only hope that the other bodyguard has a little more of an authoritative presence.

Excitement!!!!

Airplane
Capt. : You ever been in a cockpit before?
Joey: No sir, I've never been up in a plane before.
Capt. : You ever seen a grown man naked?

I didn't think I'd ever be this excited about a preseason game but it happened. I woke up this morning all a flutter and it's all I could do not to get on everyones nerves at work. I can't wait to see how Carson Palmer does tonight. I named my beloved hound dog, Palmer, after him. We are getting him a doggy Palmer jersey for Pete's sake(who is Pete anyway?) My day was shortened today which made it even better. I went to the dentist and had a routine cleaning, and all is well in my mouth. My gums look good and I just need to try to pay a smidgen amount more of attention to the way back by my wisdom teeth, it's a pain in the ass but I try and try. Any tips there, Dr. Tooth Decay???? Welcome back Palmer and Pollack. Go get 'em, tigers!!!

By Jove I think he's got it!!!

Inigo Montoya: " You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means."

I am a copy and pasting FOOL!!!! I am going to try and dabble a bit over the next week. Thanks to The Landlord, I've got a hold on this copy and pasting thing. I was telling our programmer that I worked with today about it, that I learned to copy and paste, and he said that suprisingly, in alot of you're computer seminars, that's the one thing that people just can't grasp sometimes. Hey thanks Mr.Q. You're the greatest!!!

The Black Water

Caddy Shack:
Carl: " So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. (Explaining to the caddy) A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So I tell them I'm a pro jock, and do you know who they give me? The Dali Lama himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald......striking. So I'm on the first tee with him and I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one....big hitter the Lama....long, into a 10,000 foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? 'gunga galunga....gunga, gunga-galunga'. So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say 'Hey Lama, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know?' And he's says 'Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will recieve total consciousness.' So I got that goin' for me, which is nice."

One of my favorites above. A new client of ours is moving into an old clients house. Q, you know the family. And the previous owners did not open their inground pool this year while they were busy moving to their temporary abode while their new home in Indian Hill is under construction. I digress, The new people who are friends with the old owners, had their pool opened this week while we have been working there. I was taking a breath of fresh air and went outside on the patio over the pool as they uncovered it. The water was BLACK!!! Nasty, and stinky7. I almost vomited. The pool was below me and out about 25 feet and the stench from the water would have killed a roach from where I was. This was Tuesday. Today being Thursday, and tomorrow Friday, they are planning to use it this weekend for the kids while they are having their furniture moved in. The water is crystal clear now.
My whole thing here is that it's August, 1 WEEK away from when pools are closed all over the place. What's the point???? Why????? You know why, and it is always my answer to myself when I question the logic of the Rich, and very kind, people that I work for. Why???? Because they can, that's why. The $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ it takes to do something doesn't matter, as long as it gets done when they want it done. I like that, I admire that. Good stuff right there. Ahhh the life.

Dinner was excellent tonight

Lancelot: "Look my leige!!!!"
Arthur: "Camelot!!"
Galahad: "Camelot!!"
Lancelot: "Camelot!!"
Patsy: "It's only a model."
Arthur: "SHH!!!"

The wife made up this pasta dish tonight that was excellent. Bowtie noodles with all fresh vegatables (carrots, broccoli, onions, garlic). It was so good, I wish I would have taken a picture of it, it was really pretty too. I could take a picture of it later but I don't think it would look as pretty.
I'm getting charged. My buddie that is over in Iraq right now gets home around the 9th of Sept.
He's the one pretty much in the center of the picture next to the Iraqi in the white gown. This was taken next to the Tigris river. He can't wait to get here since he is a big beer drinker and they have ZERO alcohol over there. So whenever he gets in and we decide on drinking nights, I'll give a shout out. By the way, he's a company Cmdr. in the US Army, and he's single with a 2004 Corvette so if there are any single ladies out there interested, let me know and I'll see what I can manage. When he gets here. Yeah, I guess that makes me his pimp.

I'm Hit, I'm Hit!!!

Paul : "I usually don't pimp out my friends, but I have a piece of property I'd like to show you."
Moments later-Martin Blank : "Debbies House."
Paul :" Yeah, it kind of crept up on you didn't it?"
Martin Blank : pausing "No, you drove us here."


A great Friday in Dan land. And easy day at work all by myself.... nice and relaxing. So, I get home and begin to make my vanilla protien shake that I make every day before and after work. Keep in mind just yesterday the wife looks at me while I'm making it and about has a coniption fit that I'm not using the lid. It barely goes up the sides and NEVER even comes close to shooting out the top. So I thought I'd spice things up a bit today......throw in an old ice cube to thicken it up a bit, you know? With no lid, I hit the blend mode and an IED goes off in the kitchen. I'm soaked, the walls are splattered, the cieling gets it too. I turn around, and to my horror, the dog's HIT!!!! An innocent by-stander just trying to eat his dinner gets riddled all the way down the side of his body. He takes off and licks his wounds. I'm left to clean the aftermath. Moral to the story, use a lid.

Dumb

Harry: slamming the door "I lost my job today."
Lloyd Christmas: "MAAAAAAN, you are one pathetic loser....no offense."
Harry: "No, none taken."

My 2nd workout went very well tonight. I was hoping to go back last night but was still very sore from the first time back. Today was a good day though as far as not having any tightness or soreness.
We started a new job today...I should say we have a new client that bought an old clients abode. It's been very nice and I have missed going there just for the view asa I work. I can't disclose publicly who it is but he is a very important man and the view of downtown is spectacular. If you go to my company's web site www.malanassociates.com, you'll see it there. It also helps when the client is down to earth.
As long as we're on the subject, I can't wait for the football season to begin. College, highschool, pro...I don't care. I can just see the Reds crapping down their legs here in the next several weeks, so it's on to football.

Request by the Dr.

Nathan Johnson: "The new phone books are here! The new phone books are here!.....I'm somebody!!!"

My first workout since my surgery went great and everything feels in order. No kinks. Tomorrow after a days rest I hit it again in the evening. I'm starting out light though just to get everything back in motion. I noticed my hands were hurting a bit while benching..... Arthritis I suppose.

Gump-ism

Bubba:"Forest, have you ever been on a shrimpin' boat?"
Forest:" (pauses and thinks) No, but I've been on a really big boat."

Ladies and Gents, tonight begins my new start on a healthy lifestyle. I have come home for a light dinner and I am heading out to the gym here in a few letting my meal settle in.
Hey Q, no carbs tonight either. It was hard though, I am the King of bread usage. I am going to hit the weights first when I've got all of my initial energy and by the time I'm done with that, my heartrate should be in it's fat burning mode. My goal ideal body is Rick Rossovich in his role in Top Gun (Sorry, I just watched it over the weekend for the 'Ump-hundredth' time). I've never really had a body type to shoot for because 95% of Hollywood males are 5'2" and 150 lbs. So it would be hard for me to look like a Tom Cruise, it probably would look a little funny too. I just want to be healthier.
I know it's a tough road to hoe, but I guess you have to start somewhere and it ain't gonna get done on it's own.

Family Vacation

Rusty: "He was a crummy Wyatt Earp...He was wearing tennis Shoes"
Clark W. Griswold: "Wellll, they used to Rus."

I could go on and on with this movie, more to come later, enjoy this great weekend, I get to go and help friends move, YEAH!!!!!

I am gonna race...and I am gonna win!!!

Hello all,
I am back from the early bird special today. One 42" plasma and a 65" DLP INSTALLED BY 12:00 noon. You gotta love it.
I am beginning a new Blog ladies and Gentlemen. One that will make you smile, chuckle or just laugh out loud, naturally depending on its funniness. It's a movie quote blog and only for funny movies because the world just brings us all down sometimes, we need a lift. And the Ricky Bobby quote above is the start to it. So I hope everyone enjoys.

Headaches

Headaches suck! I've been dealing with one since after my delicious Gyro at lunch. I had to get Tylenol from a clients wife at 2 and took some more on my return home. Nothing is working yet. The big guns will be called upon this evening....... that's right, Danno's friend, Tylenol PM. I'm a little weary of it though tonight since I have to work a rare Saturday and have to be there AT 7:00 AM. Not sure if I'll be too groggy. Will a lack of rest be the cause of headaches???

PS- Just a random pic By Danno

Saturdays at work

I am so glad that the Giant boheamath of "the Dayton Job" is over, as well as the other job that was driven by the same builder. We can start concentrating on the locals now in full force. It's also nice that with those 2 out of the way, the bosses aren't freaking strung out and at our necks anymore to get things done.
However, I do work a rare Saturday at an electricians house that did the 2 jobs we just wrapped up. He's getting two 50" Plasma screens. It's not a big system by anymeans so I hope things go quickly there. We start at 6:30 AM, and hey......OT is always nice.
I so tired, I need another vacation already. Too bad I had to use half of mine up for my surgery huh? After the 1st of the year I get replenished with 3 weeks paid VACA.........I think I hear Vegas calling me....or maybe a cruise, or San Fran, maybe Miami Beach, ooooohh how about Bermuda Yeah!!!! and there's Charleston again, that's a very cool town, I recommend to anyone interested in just about anything. Germany's always open to me, it's nice to know people in high places, or what about Florence, ITALY..........MMMMMM, mona mi!!!!!
So you see children, the world is at our fingertips. Anyone up for seven years in Tibet? Me neither, I only have 3 weeks.

Gimme my money, Nig*a!!!

Yes ladies and gents, that's right. I said it. No actually it was said by a 2 year old black boy, to his mother mind you, while I was in the doctors waiting room waiting to get my hernia surgery checked out. The mother was a young black woman and she had given the child a dollar to get something later after the doctors visit for whatever it was she was getting checked out. When the boy began acting up, she put in force the Parental Indian Giver clause, that's right 'The P.I.G. clause' (which is legal in all 50 states for parents to take back what they have given their child under any circumstances).
Well the child immediately had none of this action so he said....and I am quoting a 2 year olds dirty little mouth "Gimme my money back!!!!! gimme my money back!!!!! gimme my money back nig*a!!!!!" I have never seen a child go horizontally out of a room as fast as that one did. Upon reentering the room 3 minutes later, the child went to a chair across the room from the mother and sat silently the entire rest of the wait. The whole thing was a blur for me, I can't immagine what it was like from that childs vantage point. What's the world coming to when a 2 year old child is calling his mother a 'nig*a'?