An Away Message From A Real Man Of Genius

This was up all night last night and surprisingly that wake-up call just never came. And neither did any message, either. I have no idea what to think of that, but the away message was so great that it gets its own post.

"Sleeping with the thought that I will almost certainly be getting a wake-up call at around 9:30 a.m. from Chief SleepVeryLittle haha all in good fun. Well except for me. It's sad when the chief has Reedy's "just got out bed voice" memorized."

Organization Has Never Exactly Been My Friend

Yes, it's quite late but I'm here to give all three of my loyal fans an update on how things are going. First off, I'm well-aware I haven't updated in a while, but that's a given.

In what those that know me will feel is a funny experience, I had to switch desks today and move all of my stuff into Johnboy's old desk since I am now taking his desk. I'm not sure exactly why but what can I do. It just kind of happened that way. The organization part is fun. K and D don't exactly think it's all that great when they realize that cleanliness and organization are like oil and water to me, they don't mix and they've never been associated with me very much in my life. The family will reference a room that was never cleaned and my friends, especially one Mrs. Courtney will speak of pizza in paper bags and chip bags on my desk. By the way, right now there's a Sheetz bag and a box of Pringles on my desk. If K sees that, there goes the Pringles because there's a really good chance she's eating the rest of the can for breakfast tomorrow haha. That sounds really unreal but it is true. The last time I had a box of Pringles, I found it taken out of my drawer and on her desk with quite a few less Pringles. K is still great though just like Tony The Tiger.

The Pirates continue their perpetual slide towards their 15th consecutive losing season. They're getting close. I can't wait to make that phone call to Mallory. See, the last few years, as soon as the Pirates get their 82nd loss (signifying a losing season) I give him a call to let him know that the Pirates still suck as always.

In a rare surprise, I really would like to see The Simpsons Movie at some point. It looks pretty great to be honest. Simpsonize Me from Burger King is even better. It makes even me a member of the Simpsons. And what could be better than that.

I also have a feeling that I'm going to have to leave away messages up at night now. I can't say why but I just know that for sure. Speaking of cleaning, I really do need to clean up my apartment here pretty soon. It's not good.

I am REALLY actually looking forward to next week. Yes, most of you might think I'm insane considering the full brunt of fall sports preparedness is upon us, but two significant occasions are upon us. First off, Madden is coming out next Tuesday which is a momentous occasion. Secondly, next Saturday is going to be my Mom's 50th birthday which means I will be attending (I was also demanded to come and only slightly less demanded to "bring someone" whatever that means) and doing various non-rain dances. To quote my mom and Gary, "If it rains, we're screwed." I should note those two quotes were for different occasions. Although not confirmed, there is also the possibility of having the first Monday Hangover of the new season in a live taping at the Kittanning house of fun.

Well, that's it for now. Until next time, make sure you don't call ladies "Monkeyface."

Who's Ready For September?

Well, hello to one and everyone. I'd like to cordially thank Homestar Runner for that fine choice of words. So yes, I'm still here in Ridgway and I'm not anywhere else. Oh well. I've been asked by roughly 10 people lately about my job status and what the dillyo is at the paper. Well, in the interest of those that didn't already hear, I will be becoming the sports editor at the paper in a matter of a few days. Should be a fun time. Let's see what happens.

In other more funner news, it's bloody hot here again this week. That's not making apartment living any easier but oh well, what am I going to do? I tell you I could definitely take enjoying some more of that air conditioning in the Bonneville. I lalalalove it. It's fantastic. Not having AC in the apartment, not so much. I'm definitely drinking a lot more fluids right now because of the way things are going right now with the weather.

I have no idea what I will be doing this weekend, hopefully something will come up soon. As the old saying goes, "I'm pretty open to anything." My sissy is coming home in a couple weeks from California where the weather apparently is nothing but perfect and the traffic is anything but. Gotta love that. We'll all have to go golfing at some point.

Darn, I thought I had more to talk about but I don't. Work is going better as of late. I'm getting along with everyone for the most part, which is always important. Wow, I can't believe tomorrow is Friday, it's been a busy last few days.

On the way to and from Erie Sunday for a game, I got to drive through a little town called Union City. For those that don't know, I think the only restaurant there is a McDonald's but the reason I bring this up is because back five years ago, I was in Regional Chorus there, spending three days in March near the snowbelt and seeing snow in March. I later found this to be a recurring theme. I got to stay with the band teachers after the original people we were supposed to stay with backed out. The high school eerily reminded me of my own, considering it was just about as big and just about as folky. Awesome time though. Interesting moments included me meeting Lindsey (who in a strange twist of fate was the FIRST person I met at SRU at orientation, she also worked at the Sheetz in Brockway, which I have now passed many times since then), dancing with a girl (yes, I'm not making that one up) and calling this one tenor "Timmy Joe Jacobs." Lindsey encouraged me to sing like a hick during this one song which was quite fun. So ya, Union City, not a bad little town. After the concert, we traveled down 8 and ate at Eat'n Park. What else could be better.

OK, I can't think of anything else. Until next time, don't bet on NBA games and make sure you get all the ducks in a row.