Saturday, October 20, 2007

What was that?

Ok, so that was a weird post last night. Sorry about that. I vow not to write any more angry, sleep-deprived, half manic posts... for at least one week.

Lots of things going on here in good old Keene, NH this weekend. Its, as Meghan would put it, the Pumpkin Party (ie, Keene's Annual Pumpkin Festival), and you should see the Jack-O-Lanterns downtown. Kind of cool, as always. Not since we were totruring Osama in our closet junior year have I seen so many gourds in one place.

I'm hopeful that the Sox can pull another one off tonight, but I'd really appreciate it if they did it with less suckitude. The past few games, even the win the other night, have been brutal to watch.

And quietly, the Bruins are 4-2. But I know a post is going no place good when I start talking about hockey. Enjoy the games this weekend everyone.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Merged

Have I ever mentioned that there is a secret way into the John Hancock tower, that completely bypasses security if you do it right? At least, there was until recently, I'm 100% positive that there still is. Well, anyway, its there, or it was there, and really, that just sort of freightens me (and no, I'm not going to tell you how to do it, but you don't have to be MacGyver to figure it out.)
I was thinking about this today as I was walking back from Viga during my "lunch". I started to daydream about writing a book based on this premise... some sort of spy-thriller-drama that would revolve around a similar situation, somehow (as you can see, I got really far with the plot...), and this slowly devolved into how I could be rich if I had a blockbuster bestseller.
This is what happens when you are part of a merger. This, and many, many other things that make you way more tired on a Friday night at midnight than you should be.
Don't get me wrong about two important things here: 1) This is in no way a knock on my current or legacy employer. More on that shortly. 2) I understand that everyone is busy, everyone has stress, and that you couldn't care if I had a particular brand of stress.

Well, the merger brand is an especially high proof - and you don't realize you're in over your limit until you're way past the line, and no matter what you do, you're going to regret it tomorrow. Ok, that may have sounded a bit cryptic (or like I'm half in the bag), but I'm going to try to prove it is a valid point here.

Try going through a merger sometime. Try being one of the ones that keeps their job, doesn't look elsewhere, and has to face the music every time a new project comes down. Mergers are full of projects. They are full of your regular work, only more of it, because the merger itself causes your work to mate and multiply while you are away for a moment for coffee or whatever. And they are full of projects, all sorts of ticky tacky projects that will make you go crazy.
I have no problem with the way my merger is going, in fact, on the whole, I think things are going smoothly. I wouldn't say that I have a particularly global view of the process, however just from my experience I can say that things could be much, much worse.
I can't imagine however what 'much worse' would be like, while actually being able to sit through it. I can barely manage it now. I know, as I'm writing this, 100+ miles away from my desk, that some file on my desktop at work has just divided in two, much like a newly fertalized egg. And just now, it divided again. Its creating more projects.

Ok, this must be incredibly boring, I know. But my point is this - this merger, not work, not school, the merger is the main reason you never hear from me - I'm always exhausted, and I don't have much wit left in me at the end of the day. You know I love you all dearly, but if I can't entertain, then why even bother writing to you.

(This post brought you you by the American Mergers and Acquisitions Board, and the Clinic for Andrew's Psychosis).


Anyway, I found this amusing, and if there's anything that fits the saying "its funny 'cause its true", its this clip:



And on that theme, one of my all-time favorites:



Sunday, October 14, 2007

More Quick Thoughts

These will be real quick, and mostly without wit...

1) After 4 wins I was thinking the Sox would roll through the playoffs and sweep every series. After last night I am sufficiently scared that they will lose to Cleveland. Someone needs to put me on anti-depressants. Seriously. These mood swings aren't tolerable.

2) Put the freaking games on earlier. The Sox have averaged playoff games of 4+ hours for the past few seasons. They're going to run late. I shouldn't know that i can take an hour long nap because Pap is coming in and I know no one will score until Fran-coma puts Gagne in. No, really, I fell asleep.

I'm just saying is all.

3) BC - getting #1 votes this week?? BCS bowl? er.... national championship game??? Uh, nevermind. Let's see how they do in Blacksburg next Thursday.

4) Speaking of which, I have class that night. Blah.

5) Pats - Cowboys. If you aren't watching this afternoon, I don't know you.

6) I like to blow things up:



Thursday, October 4, 2007

A Few Random Musings to Keep My Link on Meghan's Blog

I don't get into the politics much - I'm not very good at it, I kind of fall asleep with it, and aside from Jean Shaheen's mullet, they're all a little too slick for me (seriously, that thing is out of control...), but I have loved the train wreck that is the McCain campaign.
Ok, we use "train wreck" a little too often. What he's doing is far more creative than a run-of-the-mill saying (such as run-of-the-mill); its more like taking your friend hunting, and then accidentally shooting your friend, even though it was a controlled environment where no one should have gotten hurt... and that friend is secretly your chance of winning the presidency, and what your shooting yourself with is a gun full of saying that you'd appoint Alan Greenspan to do your dirty work "dead or alive"...

Yep, I just managed to break out a reference that would only have been funny 18 months ago, except it wouldn't have been because it had already been beaten (or shot) to death.

But at least my joke is somewhat recent. McCain referenced Weekend at Bernies... weekend at bernies??? Really Senator? Weak. How about this - how about you get in the Way Back Machine, go back to 2000, and actually have a shot at the presidency. On the plus side, I liked you back then. Now I'm starting to realize that I'm I don't want to vote for some Commie Bastard Democrat, I'm going to have to vote for a puppy killer like Mitty. (ok, so the puppy didn't actually die, from what I hear, he liked the roof...)

I want to go back to 2000. I want to have the excitement of the 2000 election again - I want the chance to replace a good president with a potentially good president - not replace a Shi-tacular president with anyone, anyone else.

Ask yourself, where are we going? Were are we going with Mit? Or Junior Clinton? Are you satisfied with them for them, or for being someone else?

This is why I don't do the politics thing. Because I'm not satisfied, but if you're comfortably numb with all of this, more power to you. Now to get to the stuff that actually matters...


Favorite "Office" Line of the Night:
"He smells like what I think Pierce Brosnan would smell like" - Andy

Favorite Line This Weekend:
Dallas -10 @ Buffalo on Monday night. I smell a blow out... and some delicious wings.

Take the Under:
BC versus Bowling Green - the over/under is 57... BC hasn't looked that good so far. And I smell some delicious wings... God I want wings right now...

My guess for the playoffs, knowing tonight what I didn't know two nights ago:
Cleveland over NYY
Boston over Anaheim
Colorado over Phili
Arizona over Chicago

Boston over Cleveland
Colorado over Arizona

Colorado over Boston



Just seeing if you were paying attention.

Boston over Colorado

there, that's better.

An Open Letter Re: the NHL
Dear professional hockey,
I don't miss you anymore. I would say this makes me sad, but it doesn't. I don't miss the sadness you bring either. Good bye (until I have my eventual change of heart... No Andrew, be strong... but I know I'll go back, and it knows I will too... Walk away, Andrew, its time to move on... NO! NO!!!... Yes. It is your destiny. Let's Go Celtics.... Meep!!!).
Warmest Regards,
Your only fan

PS, when you get to hell, say hi to Jeremy Jacob's soul for me.

Resistance is Futile - Trying is Futiler:
My Halo 3 online playing line, through this week:
57 Kills, 64 Deaths. K/D ratio: .89
Unofficial Indian Name: Runs-With-Scissors