• 11Jan

    Someone needs to buy this for me…

    Boat Drinks

    Or perhaps I need to give myself a Happy New Year present…

  • 05Oct

    I’m in a lyrics only mood tonight. The Sara Evans song I heard on the way home brought my back to this classic from George Strait. If you haven’t heard it, and you can stand the twang, let me know. It is a beautiful song.

    Artist/Band: Strait George
    Lyrics for Song: Love Without End, Amen
    Lyrics for Album: For the Last Time: Live from the Astrodome
    (Aaron Barker)

    I got sent home from school one day with a shiner on my eye.
    Fightin’ was against the rules and it didn’t matter why.
    When dad got home I told that story just like I’d rehearsed.
    And then stood there on those tremblin’ knees and waited for the worst.

    And he said, “Let me tell you a secret about a father’s love,
    A secret that my daddy said was just between us.”
    He said, “Daddies don’t just love their children every now and then.
    It’s a love without end, amen, it’s a love without end, amen.”

    When I became a father in the spring of ‘81
    There was no doubt that stubborn boy was just like my father’s son.
    And when I thought my patience had been tested to the end,
    I took my daddy’s secret and I passed it on to him.

    And he said, “Let me tell you a secret about a father’s love,
    A secret that my daddy said was just between us.”
    He said, “Daddies don’t just love their children every now and then.
    It’s a love without end, amen, it’s a love without end, amen.”

    Last night I dreamed I died and stood outside those pearly gates.
    When suddenly I realized there must be some mistake.
    If they know half the things I’ve done, they’ll never let me in.
    And then somewhere from the other side I heard these words again.

    And he said, “Let me tell you a secret about a father’s love,
    A secret that my daddy said was just between us.”
    He said, “Daddies don’t just love their children every now and then.
    It’s a love without end, amen, it’s a love without end, amen

  • 05Oct

    You’ll Always Be My Baby Lyrics

    There I was ten years old
    waitin’ in my room for him to come home
    and I just knew he’d be so mad
    though I begged my mother not to, she told my dad.
    There was no denyin’ I let him down
    but instead of being angry
    he put his arms around me and said

    in the sunlight or the rain brightest nights or darkest days
    I’ll always feel the same way
    whatever road you may be on
    know your never too far gone my love is there wherever you may be
    just remember that you’ll always be my baby.

    There I was twenty-one
    oh I was so ashamed of what I’d done
    on a country road
    parked one night
    what started out so innocent
    crossed the line
    there was no denyin’
    I let God down
    but instead of being angry
    he let his love surround me and I heard

    in the sunlight or the rain brightest nights or darkest days
    I’ll always feel the same way
    whatever road you may be on
    know your never too far gone
    my love is there wherever you may be
    just remember that you’ll always be my baby yeah yeah.

    There he is my little man
    I’m sure he’ll get in trouble every now and then
    and I pray to God that when he does
    I’ll be just as understanding
    as my father was ’cause the last thing that I want to do is let him down
    so instead of being angry
    I’m gonna throw my arms around him and I’ll say

    in the sunlight or the rain brightest nights or darkest days
    I’ll always feel the same way yeah whatever road you may be on
    know your never too far gone
    my love is there wherever you may be
    just remember that you’ll always be my baby
    be my baby

  • 15Sep

    You *MUST* go here and enjoy the awesomeness that is my buddy Tom Crampton. He played a wonderful prank on a fellow Initech-er.

    Go here to enjoy:
    http://www.tomcrampton.com/blog/

  • 14Sep

    “Weird Al” Yankovic has a new CD debuting on September 25th. This new CD includes such instant classics as “Don’t download this song” (which he made available for free download) and a parody of Chamillionaire’s “Ridin’”…

    Enjoy the lyrics to “White and Nerdy”:

    White & Nerdy by Al Yankovic
    They see me mowin’
    My front lawn
    I know they’re all thinking I’m so white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy?
    Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
    I wanna roll with
    The gangstas
    But so far they all think I’m too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    I’m just too white and nerdy.
    Really really white and nerdy.

    First in my class here at MIT
    Got skills, I’m a champion at D&D
    MC Escher - that’s my favorite MC
    Keep your 40, I’ll just have an Earl Grey tea
    My rims never spin, to the contrary
    You’ll find that they’re quite stationary
    All of my action figures are cherry
    Steven Hawking’s in my library
    My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
    Got people beggin’ for my top eight spaces
    Yo, I know pi to a thousand places
    Ain’t got no grills but I still wear braces
    I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
    I’m a whiz at Minesweeper - I could play for days
    Once you see my sweet moves you’re gonna stay amazed
    My fingers’ movin’ so fast I’ll set the place ablaze
    There’s no killer app I haven’t run
    At Pascal, well I’m number one
    Do vector calculus just for fun
    I ain’t got a gat but I got a soldering gun
    Happy Days is my favorite theme song
    I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
    I’ll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
    I’m fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon

    They see me roll on
    My Segway
    I know in my heart they think I’m white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy
    Look at me, I’m white and nerdy
    I’d like to roll with
    The gangstas
    Although it’s apparent I’m too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    I’m just too white and nerdy
    How’d I get so white and nerdy

    I’ve been browsin’, inspectin’
    X-Men comics, you know I collect ‘em
    The pens in my pocket, I must protect ‘em
    My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
    Shopping online for deals on some writable media
    I edit Wikipedia
    I memorized Holy Grail really well
    I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
    I got a business doing websites
    When my friends need some code, who do they call?
    I do HTML for ‘em all
    Even made a homepage for my dog
    Yo, I got myself a fanny pack
    They were havin’ a sale down at The Gap
    Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
    Pop, pop, hope no one sees me
    Gettin’ freaky
    I’m nerdy in the extreme
    And whiter than sour cream
    I was in AV Club and Glee Club and even the Chess Team
    Only question I
    Ever thought was hard
    Was do I like Kirk
    Or do I like Picard
    Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair
    Got my name on my underwear

    They see me strollin’
    They laughin’
    And rollin’ their eyes ‘cause I’m so white and nerdy
    Just because I’m white and nerdy
    Just because I’m white and nerdy
    All because I’m white and nerdy
    Holy cow, I’m white and nerdy
    I wanna bowl with
    The gangstas
    But, oh well, it’s obvious I’m white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    Think I’m just too white and nerdy
    I’m just too white and nerdy
    Look at me, I’m white and nerdy

  • 01Sep

    I hope you all have a wonderful Labor Day weekend. I’m headed “Up North” (that undefinable Up North Laurie and I have talked about several times) without my better half Lori. Unfortunately she has to work this weekend (those nurses and their crazy schedules) so it will be a “work” weekend for me as I endeavor to install the Slide Out cover I bought over the 4th of July.

    I hope you all have a great weekend. If you get the chance, drop Lori a line and say hello. I know she’s probably in for a busy weekend. I’m headed off soon I hope, doing my typical four days for the cost of one that I love to do at Initech.

    You folks have a great weekend!

  • 09Aug

    I’ve come to the realization that I’d love to someday have enough money to sail in a house on the sea. Now I’m not talking about some House Boat. I’m talking about a beautiful, 100 foot plus Yacht. You see one image of a CIM SHIPYARD (Constructions Industrielles et Maritimes) Yacht as my header. A change in latitude and attitude indeed!

    Here’s an update I’ve found while browsing CIM Yacht at various websites…

    If I ever do manage to become successful enough to own one, I’ll let you come sail with me if you leave me a good comment!

    The PersistExt - I forget what the Ext meant

    The Pearl

  • 09Aug

    I am passing along SPAM, only because I enjoyed it so very much…

    Hope

    I believe in these difficult and mean-spirited times in which we live there needs to be a message of hope. Just a single image that speaks to us of love, harmony, peace and joy. An image that suggests the universal brotherhood of man. I have found that image, and I ask that all of you take a moment to be inspired by it.

  • 09Aug

    For reasons which I can’t completely explain I am currently nearly consumed with rage. The stupid thing is I can trace the origins of this rage and logically say “that’s dumb, why am I so mad”. It started because I didn’t have a lunch destination in mind, and grew larger when my ATM of choice was out of service. I then began simply *driving* to where I was not sure. Of course at each turn I perceived stupid drivers, people being slow, cutting me off, etc. I’m sure I was and am in the middle of road rage on top of everything else.

    Then I returned to the stupid Sub shop I visit just about every day when I’m too lame to think of something good to eat. Was the sub good? Yeah, it was OK. Does it take *forever* to get through the line, well it sure seems that way to me. So here I sit, typing having just finally finished my sub. It is 12 minutes to 1:00 PM and I am just now done with running around and eating. And my lunch is basically over. I hope I lose this anger soon, I’m afraid of what may happen if it continues growing today. Time for a deep breath and some nice, cold Raspberry Ice Tea. Have a pleasant day, and avoid broken ATMs while in a rush!

  • 08Aug

    Over here to the rear with my girls and a forty of beer…

    Where am I at? What an amazingly simple and yet terribly complex question. I got hit with an interesting email today. It came from an old friend at Initech who I hadn’t heard from in several years. Her departure was the result of Initech’s Ms. Fake America Rose Colored Glasses department.

    At any rate, your pal and mine Shannon emailed and asked the simple question “Do you still exist?” I think I know what she meant, I think this was her way of testing to see if the email to an Initech account bounced back. However I found myself wondering if I still exist.

    Before any of you get too concerned or read too much into this, I was pondering this question directly as it relates to the “I” that is the peon at Initech. At Initech, Do I still exist? Or have I simply become a cog in the machine? A Ghost in the Shell (not the Standalone Complex)? Who am I today and is that individual (at Initech - the “Job” Jason or “Worker” Jason if you will) still around? The sad thing is that the me I was way back when doesn’t exist. He was ground into a powder and spit out into a mold of Corporate Apathy.

    I have no fire. I have no drive. I have no more need to excel or prove myself as a “rising star” because the organization I now exist in simply surrounds stars with solar batteries and sucks them dry.

    You’ve heard it all before though, or at the very least you’ve read it all before. Jason’s on the warpath again. Jason types big, but he doesn’t carry a stick. Jason makes grand plans, but he never executes. Perhaps that is simply because I don’t exist. I’m merely a ghost in the collective consciousness of corporate America (how’s that for alliteration?).

    If someone fails to think of me at Initech tomorrow, will I really be there? In the end, I think I’ll just wind up on my Yacht built by CIM shipyards (that’s probably C.I.M. but I don’t care) sailing through the Carribbean looking for that elusive Cheeseburger in Paradise.

    So long as I have my lady, my boat and some cold boat drinks I don’t really care…

    If you need me, I’ll be on the Coast of Somewhere Beautiful…Second star to the right and straight on ’til morning.

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