I'm exhausted. Beach was great yesterday.

Necromancer Sighting Contest

When: This weekend.

Rules: Only women need apply.

Location: NYC and surrounding area.

Grand Prize: Me.

Yesterday, the Colombian soccer team played against Cameroon. Despite the extreme measures the Colombian team applied they still lost, 1 to nothing. It seemed to have been impossible for Colombia to win. I mean, they even killed one of the other team's players, Cthulhu alone knows how, but it's Colombia, it had to have been them, right?

I'll be adding some new sections in the coming week or two, so pay attention to the links above. They'll be chronicles of specific projects and topics and so on, while this blog will remain for the general, day to day stuff.

Sweet Lord Below! CNN says there's a hallucinogenic plant I actually haven't tried yet! I live for surprises like this one...

The herb is called salvia, and is available over the internet, being still legal, as of this writing. I just ordered 20 pounds.

Yesterday there was a threat of rain in the air.

Accordingly, I chose that precise moment to go outside, assemble the grill, and pop some charcoal into it. I refuse to use gas. It's for sissies. Charcoal's for men. I put some old newspaper around the pieces of charcoal, and below, and in between. By that time it was pouring. It took 3 or 4 tries to get some of the charcoal lit, and then a good 30 minutes of coaxing, and slowly putting more charcoal in, before I got a good blaze. Enjoying quality steaks, prepared on a charcoal grill, more than made up for the work involved, as well as the water pouring off of me.

I would never have done it, had there not been a threat of rain in the air. I don't like threats. Not even veiled ones.

Our military is slowly discovering (rediscovering?) in Iraq what other occupiers in the past have always known. You can't wage effect war against irregulars. There is no defense against the sniper hiding in the building. There is no way to avoid the zealot willing to blow himself up from walking towards you and giving you that final embrace. We destroyed the Iraqi army easily, in weeks. Now we're stuck in the godforsaken country and we'll be losing a soldier or two a day, forever.

There's only one proven way to stop them from fighting that way. The British were legendary at it, as were others before them. It's simple, too. You kill one of our guys, we'll kill ten of yours. Just round up the first 10 people and shoot them. Not working? Increase to a hundred. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

We're too chickenshit to do that, of course. I can't wait till I'm in charge.

Time to start a new project... I finished the old one last week... Now, where did I leave my notebook, with all the ideas in it...? I know it's here someplace...

The word of the day is Paranoia... Not my word of the day, someone else's....

The Israelis and the Palestines are playing again today. Too funny... Each side just has to realize that they'll be stuck in the same situation until one side completely obliterates every last man, woman and child on the other side. Blowing themselves up to bits in numbers that are way below the birth/replacement rate won't get either side anywhere. I don't much care which side wins, just so we're all clear. I consider both sides a waste of oxygen...

They do make for amusing news footage, though, I have to give them that...

Next week will make for a full year here in this job...

Looks like the economy is starting to pick up. I have been told that several co-workers have quit. I spoke to a few of them and confirmed what I suspected. Job offers from non-moronic companies. Must look and see if I can find something. I'll dedicate Monday to that. Beats working.

Or should I disappear for another 3 weeks? Maybe that'll get me another raise and another bonus?

I have returned. Surprisingly, I still have a job. Or unsurprisingly, really, considering the company. A bit more than 3 weeks without permission, without notification, no sweat... In the meantime, they fired around 100 people who were actually showing up to work on time, every day. LOL

Also during my absence, my manager held our final performance appraisals. This process determines who gets a raise, the amount of the raise, and might even get you fired if you score low enough. I scored 105%. Which means I exceeded expectations by 5%. The median is around 80%. I also checked my bank balance. An ungodly sum was deposited. Turns out to have been my bonus, awarded, also, during my absence.

I must get out more...