Freakin' Friday

I hear Ice Shaker got a new bushel of apples over there.  *SMACK* *SMACK* *SLURP* CHEW* *CHEW* *SMACK* I was SO hoping the popcorn was going to do him and his sinuses in yesterday.  No luck.

Funk and Wagnalls has already stopped over and taught me the proper technique for hanging up on your boss, who now only sits only a few cubicles away from you, without getting caught.  He calls it the 'quietly extended index finger', and not what you really want to do in the 'slamming down handset' method.  Judging by the look on Looker's face today, he already knew about the technique employed by Funk and Wagnalls and was not fond of it!  Yeah these two are going to have a throw down REAL soon!!!

OK... enough of the office spat, let's wrap this bitch up and put a pretty bow on it, shall we?

The week that was.  Was.  Not a lot to report above what has already been posted throughout the week.

Last night I did go and meet Fuzz and his cohorts from work down at the Ale House in Livermore and it was like a CV High get together.  There were people from classes across the board down there hanging out and watching the game.  Ran into the 'ex-wife I never married' and my 'immaculate connception' daughter down there having a party, as well as Infidel!  I know... WTF?  There were no weights in sight either, so go figure that one out.  No, it was great to see her for the first time in over 20 years.  Nothing has changed, she was still looking to stir shit up by hanging out with people from the gym who were Phillies fans in a house full of Giants fans..... and me, the A's fan.  I kept warning her that Fuzz had his gun and he was cranky and she was not wearing her Converse! (He was too tipsy to shoot anything but his foot at that point!)  By the way Fuzz.... NICE GROUP!

The old people are going to be back tonight from their little get away cruise that they went on this week, and Rocco said he has restocked the Crown and Gin supplies.  For some reason I think I will be going over to Turbo's house tonight to pay them all a visit!

I was planning on getting all of my decorations up for Halloween, but they say I am going to get rained out.  So I think it is going to be a weekend of cleaning the garage and thumbing my bumpkin for the most part.  I know... that is just how I roll.  Speaking of Halloween.... for those of you attending the Cook-Out next weekend make sure to check the Event Page for details of what to bring and the plan of attack for next Sunday!  I want to make sure we all get our eat and drink 'on' very proper like.

I would like to check out UFC this weekend with Brock and Cain, so if any of you out there are interested in checking it out on Saturday night let me know.  Maybe there is a bar in town that we can go and watch it at, or we can just hang out and watch it at my place with some poker mixed in.  Let me know.  I sure could use more of Ass Clown's poker money this week... had to fill up the tank today with his money from Wednesday night.  Damn those V-8's.  Thanks Ass Clown!

Before signing off I went (where else do I get material?) to the bathroom and just had an odd occurrence.  No, not that! I mean I had to look for a while, but I found it once I warmed my hands up a little.  What?  It's cold out.  Anywhooo, there is a guy in the stall when I walk in and it looks like he is over there finishing up.  You know... a lot of shit going on up there.  So I walk to the far stall and do my business and the whole time he is still over there moving and shuffling things around.  OK... WTF?  I wash up and start to walk out and out of the corner of my eye I can see him still in the stall watching me leave very intently.  Did I just walk in to the bathroom in the middle of this guys... ahhh.... hmmm.... how do I put this.... his personal rendition of 'Hand Jive'?  I mean I never heard him pee and he was in there before I got there and for *WINCE* who knows how long after I left.  *Ewwwwwww*

On a queasy, and deeply disturbed note.... Toner Boy, OUT!