Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
A (very) short list...
of things I miss when I stay home sick from work:
1. snack drawer
2. surprise office visitors (especially when they deliver sodas)
2. my chicken, mrs. brains
she also doubles as a slingshot. seriously. there is a slingshot built in. i know...you're jealous. she also makes gobble-y sounds when you shoot her at people. yeah.
1. snack drawer
2. surprise office visitors (especially when they deliver sodas)
2. my chicken, mrs. brains
she also doubles as a slingshot. seriously. there is a slingshot built in. i know...you're jealous. she also makes gobble-y sounds when you shoot her at people. yeah.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Things...
in my cube that make me happy.
Robot. I make him hold my pens. He does my maths.
My T-rex likes cheeseburgers. Really a lot. And palm trees.
The Office quote of the day calendar. Edvard Munch mouse pad. The reading of the quotes has become a much-anticipated office event.
Sometimes I get awesome scrawlings and prizes on my dry erase board. And...yet another calendar featuring The Office. Common theme: I like The Office.
I use at least one of these books every day...hoping that I will become much more smarter. And I like the Thesaurus. It sounds like a dinosaur.
When I first got this metal-pin-thing I would press my face into it and pull it away and laugh...flip it over to erase it...repeat. Then, random co-workers started coming up and pressing their faces into it. So...I don't do that anymore. It's highly unsanitary. I don't tell them that though.
Roxy. My piggy bank. I rob her for soda money. Side note: She's running low. So, if anyone in the IS department would like to contribute to Roxy's "fund", please do so at your earliest convenience.
My ING ball. I use this to study geography...and to throw at people. I also find it's a conversation piece. If you and I have not spoken about the awesomeness that is ING, we need to make it a priority. Stat.
My very own Chi Claus. This was a collaborative creation that I had nothing to do with. A surprise masterpiece...truly. And obviously the main focal point of the cubicle. Well, Chi and the Robot. Hmm...that would make a terrific children's book.
A tiny Slinky. A paperclip holder (with a dog bone paperclip that turned up mysteriously). A magnet tower of what appear to be jester-ish characters...a gift from the ladies upstairs. A sand timer. Is that what you call them? It reminds me of The Wizard of Oz. And, lastly, a green car eraser. A gift from a little boy that was in my Junior Achievement class last year. You can also throw it at people. Or make driving sounds (horns, tire squeaks, crashes) while racing it back and forth, up and down...thereby getting death rays from Staci. When that happens, my goal for the day has been accomplished. Snack time.
I didn't show you my drawer of crackers and tangled iPod stuff. Nor did I show you a drawer where I keep over 20 different colors of Play-Doh. I also have to safeguard all of my top secret files and official documents and codes. So, much has been left out. But, I hope you will take a look around where you spend most of your day and think about what...in that space...makes you happy. We spend almost 2,000 hours a year at work. If you don't have something fun...or something to throw at someone...then make it happen. You owe it to yourself.
Robot. I make him hold my pens. He does my maths.
My T-rex likes cheeseburgers. Really a lot. And palm trees.
The Office quote of the day calendar. Edvard Munch mouse pad. The reading of the quotes has become a much-anticipated office event.
Sometimes I get awesome scrawlings and prizes on my dry erase board. And...yet another calendar featuring The Office. Common theme: I like The Office.
I use at least one of these books every day...hoping that I will become much more smarter. And I like the Thesaurus. It sounds like a dinosaur.
When I first got this metal-pin-thing I would press my face into it and pull it away and laugh...flip it over to erase it...repeat. Then, random co-workers started coming up and pressing their faces into it. So...I don't do that anymore. It's highly unsanitary. I don't tell them that though.
Roxy. My piggy bank. I rob her for soda money. Side note: She's running low. So, if anyone in the IS department would like to contribute to Roxy's "fund", please do so at your earliest convenience.
My ING ball. I use this to study geography...and to throw at people. I also find it's a conversation piece. If you and I have not spoken about the awesomeness that is ING, we need to make it a priority. Stat.
My very own Chi Claus. This was a collaborative creation that I had nothing to do with. A surprise masterpiece...truly. And obviously the main focal point of the cubicle. Well, Chi and the Robot. Hmm...that would make a terrific children's book.
A tiny Slinky. A paperclip holder (with a dog bone paperclip that turned up mysteriously). A magnet tower of what appear to be jester-ish characters...a gift from the ladies upstairs. A sand timer. Is that what you call them? It reminds me of The Wizard of Oz. And, lastly, a green car eraser. A gift from a little boy that was in my Junior Achievement class last year. You can also throw it at people. Or make driving sounds (horns, tire squeaks, crashes) while racing it back and forth, up and down...thereby getting death rays from Staci. When that happens, my goal for the day has been accomplished. Snack time.
I didn't show you my drawer of crackers and tangled iPod stuff. Nor did I show you a drawer where I keep over 20 different colors of Play-Doh. I also have to safeguard all of my top secret files and official documents and codes. So, much has been left out. But, I hope you will take a look around where you spend most of your day and think about what...in that space...makes you happy. We spend almost 2,000 hours a year at work. If you don't have something fun...or something to throw at someone...then make it happen. You owe it to yourself.
Monday, January 21, 2008
From me to you: Song 1
| I Can't Read Your ... |
I Can't Read Your Mind by Jonah Matranga
I know those eyes.
I know those eyes so well.
I've seen them when you're saying come to me.
I've seen them when you're saying go to hell.
I've seen the way they fall when things don't go your way
and I wanna make it better, but the words get hard to find.
I've gotta remind myself
that I can't read your mind.
And I know your smile.
I've seen it when you pray.
I've seen it when you trying not to fall apart.
I see it on your birthday.
And when you're trying but you're tired,
when I hurt, when I'm trying to help
you know I really want to get it right...
be perfect every time.
But no matter how hard I try,
I can't read your mind.
We've been through a lot.
We've gone a lot of miles.
And with a little luck we'll keep going for a long while.
So for every aching night and every perfect day
when I ask if you love me, don't laugh or turn away.
I love you all the time,
but I can't read your mind.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Places for Josh and Matt to go in London after 7 o'clock in the pm...
1. pub
2. club
3. pub-ish club
4. club-ish pub
5. flat
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Proof: Moms are adorable...
Below is an e-mail from my friend Bill's mom to Bill concerning Myspace. It made me smile. It's just freaking adorable. Enjoy.
date: Jan 17, 2008 3:23 PM
subject: My Space friends
Hey Bill,
What am I suppose to do when someone I don't know wants to be one of my friends? This girl is young and kinda pretty. Don't know what I would have in common with her unless I knew her. I know it says approve, deny, send a message, etc. I really don't know how this stuff works. Tell me what to do.
Love You,
Mom
date: Jan 17, 2008 3:23 PM
subject: My Space friends
Hey Bill,
What am I suppose to do when someone I don't know wants to be one of my friends? This girl is young and kinda pretty. Don't know what I would have in common with her unless I knew her. I know it says approve, deny, send a message, etc. I really don't know how this stuff works. Tell me what to do.
Love You,
Mom
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
I stole this prank from "The Office"...
and implemented it in my own office.
Today, I replaced all of Staci's writing utensils with Crayola crayons.
You may see my detailed plan below.
I encourage you to torment your co-workers; it's a good time.
Once again, double-click the image and it will take you to flickr.com where you can make it larger.
Today, I replaced all of Staci's writing utensils with Crayola crayons.
You may see my detailed plan below.
I encourage you to torment your co-workers; it's a good time.
Once again, double-click the image and it will take you to flickr.com where you can make it larger.
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