So, is it true that a cluttered desk is the sign of a genius?

A Charity Worth Giving To

I am not exactly the most giving person when it comes to charities. Why, you might ask? Well, I have seen first hand many charitable gifts go to people that just want to be able to spend their earnings on their toys, rather than their needs or their bills.



That's not to say that I don't give to any charities at all. One that comes to mind that I feel is well deserving of my hard earned cash is Make-A-Wish. But, this year, there is another one that I think deserves more than it is currently seeing.



http://www.lbeh.org/



Here's a quick snippet from their website that sums it up nicely:



"...I want to take a minute and remind everyone of the purpose behind LBEH. We are not for the war in Iraq, nor are we against it. We are not Republican, Democrat, Libertarian, Green or Independent. We are not pro-Obama or pro-McCain. Our motives serve not to change world events, or your perception of them. Our mission is as simple, as it is noble. All we want to do is unite a few military families for the Christmas holiday. That's it. No hidden agendas, no political speeches. We just buy plane tickets for troops. Period."



Helping reuinite a soldier with their family for the holidays sounds like a great idea to me. And, I bet it makes some kids real happy, too, seeing their Mom or Dad in person, rather than on a web cam, come Christmas morning.



Unfortunately, due to economic times being tight, they are currently way down in donations this year. It seems pretty sad to me that a presidential candidate can raise millions upon millions of dollars, yet a worthy cause such as this one has a hard time breaking fifteen grand in the same economy.

Twenty Years in the Blink of an Eye

Pete's Revenge

A few years back, my friend Tony and I were working on a remodel job at a small commercial building. The superintendent, Pete, was an old German guy with a strong accent. You couldn't have found a nicer guy to deal with. But he sure was fun to mess with.

We all shared one room in the back as an office and a break room. Now, Pete was one of these guys that had to have everything in its place. So, in the name of good, clean fun, Tony and I took great joy in throwing all of our garbage on the floor.

This caused Pete to blow a gasket daily. He kept calling us pigs, and kept warning us to stop it or he'd move us out of that room. So, in order to find out if he was true to his word, we upped the ante. Tony started bringing in all of his junk mail to throw on his desk. We would bring in old newspapers from home to fill up his garbage can. Then, we started to bring in peanuts and threw the shells on the floor around his desk. The fact that he could no longer wheel his chair around turned out to be the final straw.

When we came in the following morning, all of our things were gone from the room - the table, chairs, pictures - everything. We searched and searched and could not find our things until, finally, I heard Tony start to laugh. I followed his voice into the dock area and discovered what he was laughing about. During the night, Pete had come in and moved everything into the newly emptied dumpster. (Keep in mind that this dumpster was not used for food or stinky garbage and was inside and out of the weather) He had everything set up exactly as it was in the room, down to the pictures and calendar on the wall.

We took lunch and break in that dumpster for the next three days just to spite him.
Finally, the scrap drywall and wood that Pete kept tossing into it started to encroach too far into our space and we were forced to move out.
Composed on my BlackBerry

It looks like Winter is finally here to stay

It looks as though the nice weather is gone for the next several months.

I can’t say that I am happy about it, but I don’t get as bent out of shape as my wife does about it either. She hates winter. She REALLY hates winter. So, for the next few months, I will get to hear her bitch about every lone snowflake that falls from the sky.

You know, on second thought, maybe I do hate the winter.

How Dare They!

Why would they put a hot, lesbian love scene on a daytime soap opera?

This is totally Unacceptable. What is wrong with those people at ABC?

Don’t they know that most of us men that really appreciate those scenes don’t get to watch those shows due to our work schedules?

Dumb-asses.

First Post

Here I am now, making my first post, trying to figure out what the hell I have to say that anyone would want to read. I’m not having much luck with that, either. There was a time that I used to write short stories - really good short stories. I even won several creative writing awards in my first year of college. But now that I’ve gotten older, and my mind is filled with schedules, appointments, due dates, and finances, I think the creative thoughts ran out of space.

I suppose that the people I work with would be amazed to know this about me. You see, I’m not exactly what you would call a “Silver-tongued fox.” I won’t go into details - you can read into that any way you like. But, the people at work would probably never suspect that creative writing was not only one of my best collegiate subjects, but one of my favorites as well. Metal Shop or Home Brewing 101, maybe. But Creative Writing? HA!! Not a chance in hell would they believe that!

Well, that’s it. My first post is almost complete. Maybe I’ll continue to give little bits of insight about myself on this site. Then again, maybe I won’t. I suppose you’ll just have to keep checking in to see where I go from here. Or, if you’re really feeling nosey, you could shoot me an email and tell me what you want to know. I will not make any promises that I will answer them, but I will not make any promises that I won’t answer them, either.