Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday Russ! Today you hit the big one three. Just imagine, in three more years you’ll be asking for the keys to the car and in five more years we can go to Babe’s for your birthday.

Countdown

At work and counting down. Only five more hours until I start a six day vacation. I’ve been asking my son where he would like to go for his birthday, what he would like to do, but he has’t come up with anything. His birthday is Saturday. Any suggestions?

Band Class

Tuesday night the school bands put on the end of the year concert at my son’s school. Seeing as how he is the percussion section leader of the concert band the family went to the show. From the beginning band to the symphonic band all of the kids did a great job.

I know every parent that has a kid in a school band thinks “My kid has a future in music!” I’m no different and I ask you hear me out. My son needs to attend summer school if he plans to pass the seventh grade if we can get him in the program. It’s been a rough year for him. I don’t know if I wasn’t tough enough or if he doesn’t care enough. I know I can get through to him but it’s going to take time. So, what about the music? It’s the one class he excelled at. When he was with his mother for the first part of the school year he was kicking ass in the percussion section at his old school. When he moved in with me for the rest of the school year he kicked ass in the percussion section at his new school. He showed up half way through the school year and decided he wanted to lead the percussion section. He did! If only I could get him to apply himself that well to his other subjects. With his level of desire though, maybe there is a future in music for him.

Moral Dilemma

I have a problem with my job. Yeah, like that’s a surprise. I really have found myself in an unpleasant situation though.

One of our clients is about to add pieces of wood from the RMS Titanic to the retail inventory. When ships arrived at the scene of the wreck there were pieces of wood from the Titanic floating in the water. Not only did these ships pick up the survivors they also picked up quite a bit of this wood. Small chips of this wood has been sold as souvenirs of the wreck. Now I am expected to sell some of those wood chips.

I don’t like this situation at all and have made this known to management. I didn’t go in with both guns blazing and raising hell when I expressed my opinion about this. I explained myself in a calm manner and asked that I be excused from having to sell these items. I first learned these items were being added to the inventory almost two weeks ago and I took almost two weeks to think about it and come to terms with how I feel about it. On Friday I made my opinion known and now I’m waiting for an answer. In today’s job market I’m taking a big chance making this stand.

Understand I don’t feel this way because the items come from the RMS Titanic. The items could come from any shipwreck where lives were lost. When a shipwreck takes lives with it I believe the final resting place of the ship becomes the final resting place of the people that died. To me this is a moral issue and one that I just can’t take lightly.

I used two examples in my presentation to management:

• If I purchased land and found that in the past it had been used as a burial site I wouldn’t tear it up and sell pieces of the items found there are souvenirs. I alluded to Native American burial mounds to make my point.
• I pointed out that this was a moral issue with me and compared it to asking somebody of a strong Christian faith to sell copies of Anton LeVay’s books.

We’ll see how this goes.

Return To Sender

Say hello to Little Girl. We were going to play a game of “Return To Sender” but I decided to keep her.

Gas Attack

I’m really sick of people standing near me in No Smoking areas while they smoke. Friday three women walked up next to me in a No Smoking area at work and lit up. I decided diplomacy wouldn’t be any fun so I farted instead. It was one of those really loud sulfer farts. The poor women couldn’t believe I would do something so disgusting. I just laughed and walked away so they could enjoy the fart without me.

Q Test

I’m sitting in the breakroom at work and testing my Q Global. If you can read this then everything worked.

Damn Kids

It’s amazing how quickly one dumb ass kid can ruin a perfectly good mood.

FedEx Arrived!

Yippie! The FedEx man arrived! Weeeeeeeeeeee!
So, why am I so excited? What I have been waiting for? My new cellphone! I am now the proud owner of a Motorola Q Global!

It was time to renew my AT&T contract so I upgraded my phone while I was at it. Let’s just say I got a really sweet deal. I’ve already loaded some Colin Hay music on it, my phone contacts and that’s it. Time to go back to playing with my new toy.

Still Waiting

I’m still in pain and waiting for a kidney stone to pass.

I’m no longer hungry as I have had lunch.

I’m still waiting for the FedEx driver!