Archive for August, 2006
My week of suck
First, one of my employees shreds another of my employee’s car with a company truck.
Exhibit A:
Then today, another employee decides to steal a beer from a convenience store while on duty. Not a six pack. A can. Of Naty Ice. This is after we spent an hour in a company meeting yesterday stressing the fact that we need to respect each other, our company property and our customers. I guess I forgot to mention convenience stores. Maybe he was excited about the many benefits of beer…I don’t know, I just don’t get it.
Around the Bottom
Lucy @ River City Diner
Cafe Guttenberg
River City Inside
17th Street Market
What the hell is in the water at Fountain Lake?
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It takes a knee injury to bring a village together…
My current situation is not good. It pretty much sucks right now, although it sucks more for the wife, who has to pick up the slack while I sit like a lump on the couch and waste hours online.
I feel pretty bad about it, since I was supposed to help her out this weekend at her work. *sigh*
On a brighter note, my knee injury has brought all kinds of responses from random people on the streets of Richmond. It might be sympathy for a goofy looking guy trying his best not to fall over, or the simple fact that it takes me three times longer to do anything. Thanks Richmond for being kind to me! Kindness is not wasted on me, and I promise to pass it on as soon as I can.
Last night was fun, lots of Long Islands and Margaritas were consumed, and I forgot about my pain for once. (I swear I’ll stop with all the whining… I’m really not that big of a baby). The wife’s post about how the night went down explains our family in a nutshell. I love you family!!! Oh, and I apologize for any stress!!
1 million ways to die
For some weird, strange, f’ed up reason, I have a list in my head of ways that are acceptable for me to die. This is *NOT* one of them.
Highs and Lows
Today’s High: Eight years ago, on this date, the girl of my dreams promised she would spend the rest of her life with me! Baby, you are my other, you know me like no one does, and I love you for your kindness and unconditional love.
I love your vision of the future
Your hope that never dies
But it’s your kindness that clears my skies
Yes I love your wisdom
Your knowledge of the past
Your willingness to listen
And taste for what will last
Your compassion for the suffering
And your solid happiness
But it’s your kindness that I love best
D. Wilcox
Today’s Low:
I screwed up my knee playing basketball last night. When I woke up this morning, I could barely bend it. I’m not as stubborn about going to doctors anymore, so I swallowed my pride an hobbled over to Patient First.
For a brief moment, I thought about heading here: 
I figured that I could easily dull the pain with some thing there. But I made the right choice and ended going here:
And left with this lovely parting gift:
Arrgghhhh… so much for getting back on my running schedule.
When the wife is away, the boys will play…
The girls went away for a couple of days of r & r in VA beach, which means the guys are left to fend for themselves. Which is really cool for us, because it gives us boys the opportunity to do not much other than play video games and spend insane amounts of time on the internet. Our responsibilities are few, namely:
eat
sleep
Other than that, everything is open for discussion.
Right now, we are rocking out to The Killers while playing Pac-Man. We may or may not go out, we’ll probably end up ordering pizza for lunch, and absolutely won’t take showers.
