Am I getting dumber??
I wonder if its possible to get dumber? Dumb question, eh?
So its been a few days since I've posted something. I guess I've been busy. I was in Cincinatti for a Reds game, and some partying with the locals.
Where's I leave off... oh ya. The 'skillz' test for the state. JOKE! Reading comprehension, applied math, and something else that escapes me at the moment. I ripped thru the first test and had 15 minutes or so to just sit there and do nothing. I took my time on the next one since I didn't feel like sitting there again for another 15 minutes or so. Apparently, I've been selected to be questioned by the state regarding the usefullness of such a program. Gee.. I wonder why they picked me for such an honor. Bachelors degree mabey... I think I'm going to blow it out of the water and let em know that I think its silly for someone who's got a college degree to go thru such a waste of time and resources. There wasn't any one to watch as they were normal people like me. Most of them were 40s or 50s, and there was a semi decent chick in there who I chatted with in the elevator. She was a 20 something. Problee had a few kids or whatnot.
I also had a phone interview with a company veyr near Omaha Nebraska named Omaha Standard. The guy's first question was.. I see you've got some kind of degree I'm not familiar with. Can you explain that. I get into its only one of ten or so programs that offeres this type of degree and that classes involve lots of theory based learning, and some hands on lab experience. He then tells me, "No not that. I've not heard of a bacaluerette degree." And he butchered bacaluerette badly. I just told it, its the same as a bachelors. Both words mean the same thing. BRILLIANT!!!
Friday nite I went out with the girls. I was told it was going to be 3 or 4 guys there, but they didn't show. bastards. Luckily we ran into my buddy Clay and Marc at a local hot spot so I got to get out of the chick talk. We ended up going to the Gooseneck Brew here in Brazil. Ugh. I hate places like this with the most 'excellent' clientelle in all the land. Its the epitome of white trash (AKA dub-d tee and Whiskey Tango as Aiden from SoCal calls them) in this town. And many of you know I dislike the Whiskey Tango quite a lot. They kill me and its just silly and wears me out. I guess its okay to people watch, but even that gets to me. What brought us there is my buddy Clay's brother works down there. Caleb's a funny character with his stories and what not. He told me he's going to take his new pickup truck to a truck pull. I guess I'l have to check that out since that'll be a hoot.
Saturday.. myself and Brad took off to Cinci for the Reds and Orioles game. Good time. We didn't get rained on too much from this ex-tropical storm since we lucked out and got seats under the upper level. Shielded from any rain that should come down. .sweet. I did go thru money like it was water. $6 a beer, and I think I may have had a 6 pack. Reds won, which helped out my BoSox a bit.
Later that night we hit up a club on Mt. Adams. Good time. The hottest looking trendy chicks were there. A handfull of batchelorette parties and good drinks made it a good time. I was the first to 'suck for a buck' on one particular batchelorettes. One of the bride's to be had a shirt that had life savers glued or taped to it with the lettering.. last fling before the ring. I got one on her stomach just below the bra line. While I was pulling this life saver off with my teeth, I ran my hands up and down here sides. She went wild. As did her court of beauties that were helping her celebrate her last days of freedom. Brad of corse.. takes on directly off the boob. I thought I've have more couth than that. I problee shoulda whipped out another buck and went for it again, but that'd be kinda creepy. Hopefully.. she made enough dollars to buy that $100 kitchen-aide mixer she was after. Congrats to you and yours.
We also checked out a band dowenstairs. They played rock and it was good rock too. I got to talking to a few women there, and I had 2 other groups compliment me on my collogne. It seems that the chiks really dig the Yoop! scent. :) Its for you ladies. all for you.
We stay at the Hilton downtown and get to sleep at 330 or so. We're up at 10 so we can make Stuart Bennett's first birthday party. It was rainy, but it was a good time. In going back to my dislike of WT, there was a group playing kickball in the mud. I can see if its young kids doing it.. but 5 or 6 of the group of 15 were older than I. These guys were sliding in a big mud pit they created for home plate. Awesome. I dig this place. What was weird is that thye had a big baseball looking beachball sized kickball. That makes me think this is a typica sunday activity for these cats. I mean.. who has a baseball looking, beachball sized kickball on them for such situations?? Not I. Nor will I ever. I guess for them, it was a fun time spending time with their kids and what not. I guess I shouldn't be critical of them for enjoying time with family no matter how unruly and WTish it is. Its better than them all sitting around hammering cans of PBR and yelling at their kids to get out of the way of the teevee so they can catch the nascar race.
Wow.. 47 mintues of writing on this one. Hopefully its worth it to you, the reader. My buddy Dave said it was good stuff. I think he was just being nice. He's problee sending it to all his friends up in NYC telling them to check out this hill-jack from Indiana. :) Dave has a supra, and runs the thing hard at the drag strip. Congrats on what you'd done with that car Dave. Pretty impressive to say the least.
Keep the shiny side up kids.
So its been a few days since I've posted something. I guess I've been busy. I was in Cincinatti for a Reds game, and some partying with the locals.
Where's I leave off... oh ya. The 'skillz' test for the state. JOKE! Reading comprehension, applied math, and something else that escapes me at the moment. I ripped thru the first test and had 15 minutes or so to just sit there and do nothing. I took my time on the next one since I didn't feel like sitting there again for another 15 minutes or so. Apparently, I've been selected to be questioned by the state regarding the usefullness of such a program. Gee.. I wonder why they picked me for such an honor. Bachelors degree mabey... I think I'm going to blow it out of the water and let em know that I think its silly for someone who's got a college degree to go thru such a waste of time and resources. There wasn't any one to watch as they were normal people like me. Most of them were 40s or 50s, and there was a semi decent chick in there who I chatted with in the elevator. She was a 20 something. Problee had a few kids or whatnot.
I also had a phone interview with a company veyr near Omaha Nebraska named Omaha Standard. The guy's first question was.. I see you've got some kind of degree I'm not familiar with. Can you explain that. I get into its only one of ten or so programs that offeres this type of degree and that classes involve lots of theory based learning, and some hands on lab experience. He then tells me, "No not that. I've not heard of a bacaluerette degree." And he butchered bacaluerette badly. I just told it, its the same as a bachelors. Both words mean the same thing. BRILLIANT!!!
Friday nite I went out with the girls. I was told it was going to be 3 or 4 guys there, but they didn't show. bastards. Luckily we ran into my buddy Clay and Marc at a local hot spot so I got to get out of the chick talk. We ended up going to the Gooseneck Brew here in Brazil. Ugh. I hate places like this with the most 'excellent' clientelle in all the land. Its the epitome of white trash (AKA dub-d tee and Whiskey Tango as Aiden from SoCal calls them) in this town. And many of you know I dislike the Whiskey Tango quite a lot. They kill me and its just silly and wears me out. I guess its okay to people watch, but even that gets to me. What brought us there is my buddy Clay's brother works down there. Caleb's a funny character with his stories and what not. He told me he's going to take his new pickup truck to a truck pull. I guess I'l have to check that out since that'll be a hoot.
Saturday.. myself and Brad took off to Cinci for the Reds and Orioles game. Good time. We didn't get rained on too much from this ex-tropical storm since we lucked out and got seats under the upper level. Shielded from any rain that should come down. .sweet. I did go thru money like it was water. $6 a beer, and I think I may have had a 6 pack. Reds won, which helped out my BoSox a bit.
Later that night we hit up a club on Mt. Adams. Good time. The hottest looking trendy chicks were there. A handfull of batchelorette parties and good drinks made it a good time. I was the first to 'suck for a buck' on one particular batchelorettes. One of the bride's to be had a shirt that had life savers glued or taped to it with the lettering.. last fling before the ring. I got one on her stomach just below the bra line. While I was pulling this life saver off with my teeth, I ran my hands up and down here sides. She went wild. As did her court of beauties that were helping her celebrate her last days of freedom. Brad of corse.. takes on directly off the boob. I thought I've have more couth than that. I problee shoulda whipped out another buck and went for it again, but that'd be kinda creepy. Hopefully.. she made enough dollars to buy that $100 kitchen-aide mixer she was after. Congrats to you and yours.
We also checked out a band dowenstairs. They played rock and it was good rock too. I got to talking to a few women there, and I had 2 other groups compliment me on my collogne. It seems that the chiks really dig the Yoop! scent. :) Its for you ladies. all for you.
We stay at the Hilton downtown and get to sleep at 330 or so. We're up at 10 so we can make Stuart Bennett's first birthday party. It was rainy, but it was a good time. In going back to my dislike of WT, there was a group playing kickball in the mud. I can see if its young kids doing it.. but 5 or 6 of the group of 15 were older than I. These guys were sliding in a big mud pit they created for home plate. Awesome. I dig this place. What was weird is that thye had a big baseball looking beachball sized kickball. That makes me think this is a typica sunday activity for these cats. I mean.. who has a baseball looking, beachball sized kickball on them for such situations?? Not I. Nor will I ever. I guess for them, it was a fun time spending time with their kids and what not. I guess I shouldn't be critical of them for enjoying time with family no matter how unruly and WTish it is. Its better than them all sitting around hammering cans of PBR and yelling at their kids to get out of the way of the teevee so they can catch the nascar race.
Wow.. 47 mintues of writing on this one. Hopefully its worth it to you, the reader. My buddy Dave said it was good stuff. I think he was just being nice. He's problee sending it to all his friends up in NYC telling them to check out this hill-jack from Indiana. :) Dave has a supra, and runs the thing hard at the drag strip. Congrats on what you'd done with that car Dave. Pretty impressive to say the least.
Keep the shiny side up kids.
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