Sometimes Life Gets In The Way

I can only apoligize so many times for not posting regularly. I'm sure that any audience I may have had has long since defected to some other site that actually updates its content. Not that I could say I would blame anyone. I probably would, too.

I'm steadily getting back into the swing of working shift work again. Today begins my two-week day shift rotation. I can't stand day shift. I'm not too much of a morning person. Well, that's not entirely true. I don't mind, say, a 7AM rolling-out-of-bed time. But 4AM? Nah, that pretty much blows. But it is what it is. Fortunately, I only have to endure my early morning hell 7 times a month. I always look forward to working nights since I find it much easier to stay awake all night long than to get up at the ass crack of dawn.

OK, enough of me whining about my job. It pays me handsomely, so I really should bitch.

I spent a good bit of time on my past weekend off doing (what else?) work around the hacienda. I've (hopefully) mowed my lawn for the last time this season. I did some more painting and I'm happy to report that it's almost completed. I just have to hit the Home Depot on Wednesday and pick up some paint for one of the spare bedrooms and once that's all finished, I'm freakin' done! I know it seems like I've been painting my house forever, and it certainly feels like it's been that long, but I want to make sure it's all done right and looks great. Any chimp can slap up some paint, but I'm making sure EVERYTHING is done. Walls, ceilings, trim, everything.

Went to a crab feast on Saturday night. It was a pretty good time, and it was for a charity, so not only did I eat well, but I felt good about contributing. Only problem was the beer. Had I known you could've BYOB, I would've. They only had one brew on tap. Began with a "B" and ended in "udweiser." Ugh. Oh well, what are you gonna do?

OK, time for me to get some work done. The new Killers album is good stuff. So is Sam Adams Octoberfest. Adios muchachos!

How Now Brown Cow?

So I managed to get through my course on being a mid-level administrator (which, by the way, I'm not). It was a tough class, but I learned a lot. I also learned that the class has an expiration date. If I'm not promoted to Lieutenant within the next two years, I have to take the course again. Yeah, like that's going to happen. No pressure, Chief.

Saw the Pat McGee Band this past Saturday night. Damn, that was a good time. Went to dinner at Applebee's first and polished off more than my fair share of 23 oz. beers. Gotta love the Brewtus glasses. Then wandered up the street to the bar where the band was playing and they had Sam Adams draft on special. It wasn't even my birthday! The band was excellent. Heard all my favorites: "Runaway," "Beautiful Ways," "Annabelle," and "Must Have Been Love," to name a few. I love cheap shows with cheap beer.

Today is the first day of the 2006-2007 hockey season! How damn cool is that? It's been a long wait. I'll be on the sofa promptly at 7PM to see the Sabres play the Hurricanes. I'd stay up and watch the 10PM game, but unfortunately I need to be up at 4AM again tomorrow for work.

Saturday night I'll be the happier-than-shit, half-in-the-bag, tall white guy at the Capitals' home opener. My tickets showed up in the mail last week and I've been looking at them every day in anticipation of what surely will be a great night. Of course it doesn't hurt that one of my favorite pubs is a half a block away from Verizon Center. Look for me in 103! Game on, mofos!