Say What???????

We just had an “Office Meeting”. You know, those kind that everyone has to stop what they are doing and come sit in this meeting to get told what you are doing wrong? Well, yeah. So here we all are… thirteen of us… pens (we each get to have our own here, not like at John’s office where four people share one pen) and paper in hand, all posed hoping to learn new and exciting things. I’m not exactly sure what the point of the meeting was because we were told not to do specific things, but we were not instructed on how to do them differently. So, I’m going to erase the last hour and a half from my memory and just keep on doing what I do. Whatever that is.

Post-it on my face

So I realized that this website has been up for a year now. Wow.. a year.. In a year this machine has served..
6482.4 visits
181992 pages
303573.6 hits
17.654232984 GB in bandwidth
I can’t say that’s it’s served much purpose other than take up your time finding out what wierd thoughts are running through my brain at the moment i actually decided to sit down and post something. It’s easier than using sticky’s. mostly because i can’t ever find a pen. like in our office.. we have a pen. not each of us.. like all of us. a pen. we share the pen. “Hey, who has the pen?” is a common phrase.

A little haiku before I sign off:

Broken slouchiness,
Smiling from outside the spine,
Sit up straight for once.

That’s all for now.

Working For the Weak-End?

What’s so great about Fridays anyway? Everyone gets so jazzed about Fridays and weekends. Well, I get jazzed about Tuesdays at 3:02, both a.m. and p.m. More like, TGITATOT, I say. Thank God It’s Tuesday at Three-Oh-Two. I usually just take a sip of lukewarm water and let loose for a few seconds. Speaking of which, how good is lukewarm water? It doesn’t get the attention it deserves as a beverage. To expertly prepare a glass of lukewarm water, put a cup of water in the microwave for 19 seconds, then let it cool for about 3 minutes. If you start at 2:58, it should be perfect right about 3:02. For best results, finish before 3:16. After that, the “luke” is lost and it’s just warm water. Gross!

I’ve been staring at the screen for over 6 hours since I typed that last line up there. Just trying to think of something to type. And then I thought of writing about how long I had been staring at the screen. I counted all the pixels on my monitor. 1280 by 1024 is correct. At first I thought it was off by 9 pixels, but when I recounted they were all there. All 1310720 of ’em.

and the saga continues

last night we had a staff meeting at toni roma’s for the staff at church. It started at 6:30 so i just left from work and got there before everyone else.. i sat in my car waiting for someone else to show up. pastor was next. so i get there. I end up sitting in a corner.. the next person to show up is Pricilla, and then joe a little later on and he sits on the other side of me. So we go through most of the evening fairly uneventfull… and as everyone is leaving joe and i are talking and he mentions something about of we could do a recording of the chior. and i said something like.. yeah i could put a recording together but i think they would rather have someone else brought in to do it. That opened a can of worms in it self. i went on to explain that i don’t think we could produce the quality that they are looking for but it was to late. he began quizing about this unspoken friction that sopousdly was between us. of my unwillingness to coroporate with the chior. and the more he dug into it i defending my position that we have made great strides in providing for the chior.
we changed almost all the floor wedges to inear so there would be less stage noise for them
we got the sm 56’s for them
i rewired the floor pocket excusivly for the chior
we re-designed the lighting plot to remove the dead spots from the cameras on the chior
i am also cheerfull when i talk to chior members or pricilla
i put together there priviate changing area and metting room so that they would not be distracted by the control crew and they could mount more robes hangers.
if anyone listens to my mixes now you can’t say that you can’t hear the chior.
so anyway we got all this out on the table.. we we pertty much decided that most of our “friction” has come from miscomunication. So i said ok.. then if she has request have her email me.. copy joe, copy patti, copy pastor.. let’s nip this miscommunication thing in the bud.

California Humor

Why do they call it an asteroid when it’s outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it’s in your butt?

Why do you have to “put your two cents in”…but it’s only a “penny for your thoughts”? Where’s that extra penny going to?

How come we choose from just two people for President and fifty for Miss America?

Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They’re going to see you naked anyway.

Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out”? Or watch a white thing come out a chicken’s butt and think,”That ought to taste good”?

Do you ever wonder why you gave me your e-mail address in the first place?

good times

yesterday at tracy and marshall’s we didn’t do much else other than remenence (sp) about old times. I found this photo..
what year was this?
back when things were different. I mean.. i’m not complaining about the present.. well not alot of things about the present but just looking back and thinking how things have changed. i guess it’s kind of silly to thinks that things will never change. i just wish it didn’t mean some of things it did… like the phasing out of the adult team. yeah yeah.. i know they say it’s not happening but it is. and they are right on the money when they say it’s just a backup group for the chior. but i’ll roll with it and do what they tell me. i don’t want to be the bump in the log. just like everything else.. what ever they hand down is what i’ll do. who am i to say anything