tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-179466272011-09-03T10:04:13.846-06:00As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods.... but for now I hold the conch.flieswithoutwingshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18220967264754854715noreply@blogger.comBlogger6181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17946627.post-38328245941388571092011-05-29T10:08:00.003-06:002011-05-29T10:17:52.732-06:00

Me and a helper were hanging a support rack for a datacenter we are setting up.I said, "Let me check this other support so we can make them the same... it should be 6" off the wall."My helper adjusted the support and then said, "The closest I can get it to the wall is 6" 1', it won't go any closer."I said, "I guess we'll just have to live with that then."There was a guy with a thick accent

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This was a disturbing minute of Conan last night:

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I have some old blue plaid pajama bottoms that were starting to wear out so I cut the bottoms off of the legs to give them a new lease on life. Every time I wear them, my wife calls them my "pirate pants" and laughs about them.In other news, we were unpacking the Halloween decorations out of a box when we came across some black tattered costume pants that I bought off a bargain table last

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My wife recently wrote about how she was surprised that she couldn't get me out of the girly stores we visited.There were several reasons for this, but the most time consuming reason was because I discovered a whole section of Anne Taintor stuff. It was cracking me up.Here are a few examples:

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I have a hard time with rap music when it seems like their ultimate goal is to take a cool song and make it worse. Like this:Or this one, where the song they start out with isn't even that great:Songs like these make it seem like torture when we listen to rap at work. However, I respect guys like this, who seem more original, give credit to other song writers and seem to have some actual talent:I

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The only reason I look forward to the end of summer is that it means that I can stop mowing the lawn. I'm usually so busy that I only get around to it every other weekend but I must admit it looks a million times better right after it's been cut.But it's good because when I mow the lawn I also pick up any garbage that's blown into our yard and pick up pine cones and put bikes away and pick a few

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About a week ago, my wife and I were watching a documentary on ABC about this guy in North Carolina who may have stabbed his wife to death. After the incident, he packed up and moved near his family in Sandy, Utah and will not respond to police requests to answer any questions or take a polygraph test. He was also engaged to be married to another girl here in Utah but, after seeing his split

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I've told you stories on my blog of times when I've suffered. The most prominent stories probably regarded the years and years that I spent working in an office, in a cubicle, in Hell, for a popular web company. They are a good business and I made good money there, but I suffered for it. It was a desperate inner-struggle everyday I had drive myself there and stare at the computer and be quiet

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My wife and I took this picture in a nice neighborhood up on the east bench of Sandy. Do-it-yourself projects like this crack me up (which is not to say that I have never been guilty of any of these special projects myself).I thought about sending the pic to thereifixedit.com but I figure they probably have enough mailbox pictures. I also think it is funny how you can forget that you were going

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We planned a trip to Zion. It was somewhat a spur of the moment decision. It was my birthday and my wife wanted to end my streak of crappy birthdays and also it is our tenth wedding anniversary next week. We don't have any money to go back to Hawaii like we wished we would but we figured we needed to go somewhere.So we looked for cheap hotels online and got a good deal at the Holiday Inn in St.

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Today we were working at a giant scrap-booking compound in Provo. When we finished, we had some big cardboard boxes that needed to be put in the trash. We couldn't find a dumpster around and the truck was stuffed full so we put the garbage on the roof of the camper shell and drove down the road in search of a trash receptacle.We spotted one behind a dance studio and as we pulled into the parking

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We were doing some work at a university. We sat down on a grassy hill in front of our parked cars to take a break at about 9 am. We were eating some snacks under some trees that grew these puffy pods on them. My coworker was breaking the pods open and found they had things that looked like peas inside of them. He started bouncing the peas off the windshields of our cars and soon started giggling

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M: "Look at K, she has a butt-chin."K: "No, I don't."M: "You totally have a butt-chin."K: "Well, you have the same butt-chin that I do except yours is hairy."Me: "Your chin is a Mel-Gibson-butt-chin."M: "There's nothing wrong with being told you look like Mel Gibson."Me: "But there is something wrong with being told you look like you have Mel Gibson's butt on your face."

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"I know we need to replace at least one and probably two of these but we'll take four, just in case.""Yes. It's good to be prepared. They sing a song about it in The Lion King.""I only remember the one, I Just Can't Wait To Be King.""That's the Good-Guy song. The Bad-Guy song is Be Prepared. I suppose that might send a crossed message though: Having the good guys sing a song how great it will be

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That last post kind of followed the line of talk my wife gave me a little while ago. She asked me if I was becoming a hillbilly. I work with some country boys and spend the majority of my day with them.Lately, I have been saying "Muh" instead of "My" and "Tuh" instead of "To" and "Morenun" instead of "Morning" and "Tuh-day" instead of "Today."I think that in my mind I realize I'm saying these

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As you may or may not imagine, conversations between my wife and myself end in strange places. We were deep into a conversation the other day while driving when my wife ended the conversation with an emphatic:"I don't care who you are... if you've eaten bear before I'm going to call you HILLBILLY. No exceptions!"

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It was not my intention to disappear like I did. It seems like everytime a bad thing comes my way, it starts a chain reaction of bad things and soon my daily routines are gone as though they never existed. Usually, I adapt pretty quickly but I must say that I did miss having a computer and use of the internet after a couple of months.At the other end of the spectrum, there seem to be a great

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I must be getting old because I keep getting it in my head that things made today are cheap knock offs of those from yesterday.For instance, you can't find a steel snow shovel. All you can buy are plastic and aluminum snow shovels that fall to pieces after one winter of shovelling. An old man backed into our minivan at the bank and had to buy us a new headlight. Our original headlights on the van

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About this time last year, my wife hung a windchime in front of our house. Within a week or so it had disappeared. Last Christmas, I bought my wife some copper-looking sun and moon lights to put in the ground along the walkway to our front door.When I got home the other day I realized that someone had stolen all of the moon ornaments. One moon was left behind because the thief broke it as they

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I was just remembering a day from my senior year in high school. There was a girl who seemed out to get me in a romantic way. I don't know if she was nice or not. She always just asked me to give her a ride home. I don't know much about her personality. She always just wanted me to drive her home.I did once. Usually I said no. One day I told her I would sit with her until her bus came. We just

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My wife and I were watching a DVD I checked out from the library the other night.Her: "This is the longest and WORST movie I've ever seen."Me: "It has a lot of good actors in it: Tom Cruise, Julianne Moore, William H. Macy. Philip Seymour Hoffman... I figured it must be alright but it's gayboobs."Her: "This movie really is gayboobs. It would have made so much more sense if the name of the movie

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I know I'm probably one of the rare full-grown people in this world to be a fan of Robotech AND to have kissed a girl, but there may be others out there like me and I'm posting this for them.The cartoon Robotech was actually three seperate japanese cartoons dubbed into english and jerry-rigged together to tell a single story. The first season was based on the japanese cartoon called "Macross."

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I got home from work today and my son and a couple of his friends were playing video games. His friends looked up at me when I walked in the door and one of them said, "Uh oh. Your dad's home."I said, "Yep. You'd better be scared. I spank every kid in the house every time I get home from work. That's my policy."The friend said, "But I'm a GUEST!"I said, "That means you get it first."

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The weather has been pretty horrible lately. But here is one brightside.My boss is a tough old grizzly bear of a man. His way of encouraging you to work harder or faster is to say things like, "Do you need me to do that for you? I would have had that done by now," and so on. It doesn't bother me because I understood his personality from the first day I worked with him. The bottom line is that you

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Me: "At the last job I was working on there was this cool Dodge Charger always parked in the parking lot; bright red with racing stripes and a hood scoop and fancy brakes. At first I thought it must belong to some snooty guy but later I found it that it belongs to this girl. This really big girl. This really big girl in a sporty red leather jacket.And then at the bank where I'm working now there

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The financial world is in pretty poor standing at the moment. Banks are closing, home foreclosure and unemployment are high, but the devastating affects of this economic downturn are even farther reaching than you may have guessed. Even people who are still lucky enough to have a steady job are facing new challenges.For instance, the mofos at the furniture store find themselves with a lot of

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The 20-year-old (whom I call the 18-year-old) that I hang out with from the furniture store recently got a small promotion.The other night I asked him, "So how do you like your new position?"He said, "It's so boring. I don't do anything. Last night I watched Clerks I, Clerks II and The Matrix: Revolutions on my iPod. Then I read two issues of the City Weekly paper and then I TRIED to do some work

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Just thought I would share a little music I can't stop listening to:Keane is still a thousand times better than ColdplayIf you wish the band Rush was still pumping out good albums then maybe you would like Coheed and Cambria

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At the request of my readers, here is a blurry picture of my precious kidney stone. In addition to not owning a chainsaw, I also don't own a microscope. The kidney stone is not spikey, but upon closer inspection it looks to be comprised of little lumps all mashed together into a ball; like if you took a bunch of little wads of playdough and squished them into one ball without smoothing out the

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My wife blogged our trip to California pretty well, so instead of going into all of that, I will just regale you with the tale of my little kidney stone and its travels through my body on the night we returned to Utah.First of all, I am slightly annoyed because I endure impressive amounts of pain on a regular basis but never obtain convincing visual proof of the events. I almost cut my thumb off

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Let's call today's mofo Drago. He's from a slum town in Indiana. He's my same age and tried marraige for a year or two but it didn't work out. He was able to work simultaneous shifts as a firefighter for the city and a steel mill and had a pretty good thing going. He had A LOT of paid time off (over two months per year), money in the bank and he was also good friends with an older man at the

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This family is all about hair-brained schemes. We come up with crazy ideas and pursue them. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose. We have a big hair-brained scheme in mind but we can't act on it unless we can come up with a fat wad of money and the economy suffers a mild recovery.So I told my wife, "We should get super serious about saving a bunch of money. We should buckle down for as long as we

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We were driving through our neigborhood looking at houses.Me: "When we get divorced I'll probably rent one of these apartments."My Wife: "Why?"Me: "So I can stay close to the kids. They aren't much to look at but I'm sure they're cheap and I can live there with a younger, skinnier, prettier version of you and pay off my bills."My Wife: "It sounds like you've really been thinking about this. How

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I'm lucky enough to be working a lot of overtime, so I haven't been around much. But Jonah stayed home on Monday with a fever so I took a day off. It was nice because I had plenty of one-on-one time with my other kids when they were his age, but this is the first time that it was just me and Jonah. His daytime personality is much happier than his nighttime personality.I've heard good things about

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Funny mormon girl featured on this weeks episode of "This American Life" on NPR. She has a book called "New York Regional Mormon Singles Halloween Dance" coming out this year.

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C: "Hey Emmett, could you hand me a..."Me: "This wrench?"C: "Yes. Exactly. You read my mind."J: "Was it like staring at a blank piece of paper, Emmett?"Me: "It was actually more like reading a Dr. Suess book."C: "Screw you, Emmett! Well... I can't be mad at you for that. That was pretty funny."

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I can't decide what to tell the kids when we talk about the existence of Santa Claus. They have their own theories. And I don't want to end up twisting my explanations into something ridiculous like Christmas movies that say stuff like, "Santa is a symbol of the spirit of Christmas and Christmas spirit is certainly real..." That would be going to an abstract place where a 5 year old couldn't be

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The holidays have come and gone so I figured it was time I did a post about my holidays.Here is an actual conversation I had regarding New Years Eve:Mofo: "Emmett, how was your New Years Eve?"Me: "I was home with my wife and kids and I fell asleep on the couch. Then my wife woke me up and yelled, It's midnight! Happy New Year! and then I fell asleep again. Pretty cool."It seems like I had a list

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Lately the mofos I work with have been entertaining themselves with some text-line that sends you jokes. You can either text them to request a certain kind of joke or you can ask them any random question and they will give you a goofy answer.The 20 year old kid that I still call the "18-yr-old" whom I hang out with showed it to me. He sent in the question, "What is the angle of the dangle?"And

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"Hey, I forgot my keys inside. Do you want to drive to the gas station?""Okay, but I know you like super-clean cars and my car is filthy so you need to mentally prepare yourself for that before you get in.""Yeah, that's alright."...INSIDE THE CAR..."Geez, this car IS filthy.""I told you what to expect before you got in.""I didn't think it would be this bad. Look how thick the dust on the

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The other day, my wife and I were talking about how it doesn't seem like we know many people who get into Christmas.My wife said, "I like that you like Christmas so much."I said, "Mm hmm."She said, "No. I mean it. If I had to tell someone all of the reasons I liked you, I would tell them that one of the reasons is that you like Christmas so much."Okay.So I came home that night, while the house

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"Does it smell like cookies to you?""Or fresh baked bread.""Mmm. Yeah.""I think it's a good sign that we're really tired and really hungry when we start to think forklift exhaust smells delicious."

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We have a tough time finding other kids in the neigborhood for our kids to play with and the ones that live nearby are mostly girls. But we tell our kids to play with any nice kids they can find.Ethan had been playing a lot with a kid from the trailer park but that kid has moved away. One day, our kids were riding bikes and scooters in front of our house and suddenly a cute little girl showed up

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I was eating some Frosted Flakes watching TV with my family and a commercial came on for Hannah Montana. They said, "Come watch Hannah Montana from the very beginning!" and then Hannah Montana came strutting out on stage singing, "I'm just like you!"From which point I ad libbed the rest of the lyrics for my wife:"My dad is a crappy one-hit-wonder country singerand we're desperate to stay famousso

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I've had a funeral to attend every winter for the past three winters and I was completely prepared to make a desperate public plea for everyone I know to simply stay alive this winter. I was prepared to beg. It doesn't sound like much to ask and I could really use one winter funeral free.But last weekend my wife's grandmother died and we went to her funeral on Thursday so that kind of changes

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Awhile ago I was talking to one of my bosses at my daytime job. He told me that he had been in the Navy for many years and had only started working with "The Brotherhood" a couple years ago.He said, "My wife is pretty upset with me because I've been working 70 to 80 hours per week for the last two years. She wants me at home more often."I could relate to him because I get lectured the same way by

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It just seems like a paradox if not hypocracy.

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I was eating pancakes with a bunch of mofos and one of them was saying how another of our coworkers never comes to work anymore because his wife makes a lot of money.I said, "It would be nice to have a sugar mama."A big black guy at our table said, "What did you say about Obama?"I said, "I didn't say Obama. I said Barack O'Sugarmama. Are you going to vote for that guy?"He said, "No. I don't know.

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I was talking to my 5 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER...Me: "So who do you want to be president?"Her: "Barack Obama."Me: "Are you sure you wouldn't rather have Barney?"Her: "Who's Barney?"Has anyone seen ANY McCain stickers on cars or signs in yards? I asked my wife, "Where do you think you have to go to see a McCain sign in someone's yard?"She said, "Provo."

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We were out looking for Halloween costumes and my wife handed me a mullet wig. I laughed and put it on. We thought it was funny but soon I took it off and put it back on the shelf.My wife said, "You aren't going to buy it?"I said, "No. Why do always want me to buy a mullet wig?"She said, "I don't know. I think they are funny. You could wear it for Halloween."I said, "I don't think so."But the

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The economic crisis is starting to hit our everyday lives. My night job asked me to stay home because they didn't have enough work for all of their workers. I told them it was fine. Most of us who work there have two jobs.Home mortgage rates took a major jump this week and I think people are really starting to feel the pinch. One of our credit card companies sent us a letter that said, "We're

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I haven't been feeling strongly about anything in particular lately so I'll just tell you stories from work.One thing about my job is that I have to do a full week of schooling every couple of months. This semester I have the highest grade in the class, which I say in a very egotistical way because it's impressive when you know I'm competing against a bunch of newby construction workers.I

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I thought maybe I would please my readers with a nice fluffy white kitty photo.

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The LDS (mormon) Movie of the Year, "Emma Smith: My Story" was recently released on DVD and is available for immediate purchase. The movie tells the life story of Emma Smith who eventually becomes the first wife of the founding mormon prophet, Joseph Smith.The movie stars Alanis Morissette and is built upon an impressive musical foundation. Take a look at this actual scene from the movie where

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Me (singing): "I don't want to go to work today but the girl with the whip says Nay, Nay, Nay!"My wife: "Hey! Be quiet! I don't force you to work!"Me: "Calm down. Geez, I was kidding. Gina Carano wouldn't get mad that I said that."My wife: "Gina Carano wouldn't put up with that. She'd beat the crap out of you. You'd be dead right now if you were married to Gina Carano."I can think of worse ways

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Hey. What do you think about the idea of buying a house, letting the price double really fast and then selling the house?Sounds like a good idea if I lived on another planet? Because I remember a bunch of my co-workers buzzing around asking eachother that same question about 3 or 4 years ago. And I'm sure plenty of people went out and actually tried it. Money was flying everywhere.A year ago, one

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"Goodnight.""Goodnight.""I love you.""I love you, too.""Sweet dreams.""Mm hmm.""And a happy tomorrow.""Mmm.""I'll most likely kill you in the morning."

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My daytime job has me working for a small company. I'm one of about ten employees and I seem to get along well with most of them. My boss tells me a lot of stories from his career ranging from getting drunk in Vegas and waking up in a parking lot with no shirt and no boots and no memory as to how he ended up in that predicament to working in missile silos and rocket testing grounds.He made me

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My wife: "So did you get any music with that itunes card I gave you for your birthday?"Me: "Not yet."My wife: "Do you know what you're going to get?"Me: "Yes. Do you know that song that goes "and the thunder rolled?"My wife: "I do.... isn't that a country song?"Me: "Yeah. Garth Brooks."My wife: "That's strange. I've never ever known you to like country music. Ever."Me: "Well, I figure that

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I was moving furniture at work the other night and one of the mofos kept parking in a way to make the bay door inaccessible to anyone but himself. It happened several times with the same guy, so I started yelling at him, "Nice Parking! Do you think you own the whole bay?"And I would yell it everytime he was in the way, which was a lot. At first he would just yell obscenities at me but I took it

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I was enjoying a tasty treat the other day and happened to glance at the nutrition specs on the back of the package. The scan is not the best but what really caught my attention is the part where it says:"PRODUCT OF U.S.A. OR MEXICO OR BRAZIL OR CZECH REPUBLIC OR CHINA OR INDONESIA"Hmm. It appears that the good people at the FDA have lost their passion for their work.Or maybe they just can't be

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Mofo: "I have to drive across Nevada tomorrow night by myself. I'm scared I'll be abducted by aliens or something."Me: "I've driven across Nevada plenty of times and I prefer to do it at night so I don't have to look at the place."Mofo: "What the hell are those lights up there?"Me: "I beleive that's Kennecott. Either that oooooor it's an alien spacecraft, cleverly disguised as one of the world's

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A while ago I told my wife about the American Writers Podcast and that Tom Ochipinti is a great teacher and puts together an interesting show. I told her that his fourth show was about "The Shadow in the Hero" where he describes that a good antagonist in a story is just the polar opposite of the hero of the story. The Shadow character (of Jungian psychology) is the hero's worst potential, the

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This week I've been working at prisons, the tax commission and a certain giant "call center." When college didn't want us anymore, my wife and I got jobs at this certain giant call-center. That's when we started to get to know eachother and later got married.My wife is well aware of my cubicle-induced 'Nam Flashbacks (Johnny? JOHNNY!!!!!) and when I told her I was working at the call center (even

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The other day my wife and I were driving home. We saw a guy running up the street in the sweltering summer heat.My wife said, "Look at that guy. He's wearing cargo pants and all of his pockets are stuffed completely full. What could he be carrying that every pocket on his cargo pants is stuffed so full?"I said, "Maybe he's carrying a dry shirt for when he's done running down State Street."It was

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My daytime job sort of makes me feel like I contribute to the community. I've done construction work on train stations, stadiums, food factories, office buildings and I am currently working in an elementary school. The office building gave me the shivers when crews started setting up cubicles for future renters. It was like having war flashbacks or something. But looking from room to room in the

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I've been trying to make the most of the summer but I still end up working a lot. My 3 yr old cracks me up though. He gets mad when I go to work. The other night, I was heading out the door and he says, "Where are you going, dad?"And I said, "I have to go to work."He says, "Why?"I said, "Because we need money to buy things and pay for things."And he got this innocent and excited look in his eyes

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I was talking to The Angry Loner at work. He likes to keep his car really clean. Another habit he has is to only pay with $10 or $20 bills and he throws all of the $1's into a pile in his car. He's young and lives with his parents so he has a lot of disposable income. So he cleaned out his car and showed me a wad of about 50 $1 bills.I said, "Does this mean you'll be going to the strip club soon?

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If you like the new tattoo you can get your own right here.

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For the 4th of July I was required by work to get a full sleeve tattoo of a burning pirate ship.

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So Kid Rock must be too busy building a boathouse behind his mobile home to write an actual song. And the new lyrics are about drinking whiskey and smoking "funny things" with an underaged girl? Does this even count as a new song? All he did was take out the werewolf howl.

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Lastnight, at work:Mofo: "Do I seem pale to you?"Me: "You're definitely fair. I wouldn't go so far as to call you ginger."Mofo: "What?"Me: "You look like you can sort of jump and sort of dance. You're fair."Mofo: "I mean, I don't feel good. Do I look pale to you?"Me: "Ohhhhhhh.... oops. Sorry."Mofo: "F*** you, Emmett."Me: "I guess I had that coming."

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We've been really busy over the past couple of weeks. This is a busy time for birthdays in our family and a good time to get out and enjoy life. First off, we made our son cut off his winter mop hairdo. It's amazing what a difference a haircut can make.Before:After:I suddenly found myself with some time off from work so I immediately went home and told my wife to get in the car. I've been dying

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Over years of conversations with my wife, we frequently seem to visit a certain topic: Things that the older generation did that the newer generation will probably never do.For instance, the other day I asked my wife, "Would you EVER think to eat grapefruit for breakfast? Like, you just wake up and think I'll have grapefruit today?"She said, "My mom probably would."I said, "Would anyone that you

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I don't know what to say about this.

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I'm waiting to hear some good summer music but nothing seems to be standing out. The songs that get a lot of air time are pretty lame. Is this really the best we can do:Panic at the disco: Nine in the afternoonOkay, nine in the afternoon. We heard you. It wasn't really that funny the first time you said it. This band is dorky. And even being English wouldn't excuse them from that.Deathcab for

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Summer is liberating simply because it's warm and you can get outside and do things. I have a habit of trying to quantify how good a summer is by using strange factors like how many pieces of corn on the cob or watermelon you eat or by the tan lines on your feet from wearing your sandals a lot.I've been hiking a couple times thus far. That's good. I FINALLY bought a barbecue. An actual barbecue

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Did I ever mention that I finally bought an ipod? I did, because someone gave it to me for practically nothing a few days after they bought it brand new. Which reminds me of something that happened at work:Slosh: "Hey! Be careful. You could have broken my leg. You owe me $20 for that."Geo-cacher: "I'm not giving you any money. You need to stay out of the way."Me: "Wow. He'll let you break his

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I went to pick my son up from school today. As I approached the building on foot I had to pass by a big group of middle school kids who were lying on the grass.Middle School Boy: "Hey! Do you have any money?"Me: "Yup. I've got a whole bunch."Middle School Boy: "Give me some."Me: "I don't carry cash with me."Middle School Girl: "Don't ask him for money. Leave him alone." And then she turned to the

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Me: "So when is your baby due?"Str8 Edge Kid: "Anytime, but the due date isn't until the second week of June."Me: "You didn't schedule a day? It seems like all the doctors like to schedule a day to induce people."Str8 Edge Kid: "My wife doesn't want to be induced. She wants to do everything natural."Me: "You could have the doctor strip her membrane. That doesn't involve any drugs."Str8 Edge Kid:

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We were at one of my daughter's T-ball games last week. At the end of the game the teams did their final cheer for eachother and got some snacks.I took the opportunity to talk to one of the T-ball moms.Me: "Hey, is that little blond girl on the playground, who looks just like you, your daughter?"Mom: "Probably."Me: "She cracks me up! She calls me Indian. Like, Hey Indian! and Hi Indian!"Mom: "...

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I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but my kids are amazingly cute. They look cute. They have wild personalities. They are fun to be around. If the speed of light is the highest possible level of cuteness then these kids are dangerously close to it and the only way to smash through that barrier would be for them to do cute dances like the Roger Rabbit:With that in mind, I was standing in

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There is a large circle of cartoonists and artists who blog that I like to watch. They recently did a meme where they drew a rendition of themselves as teenagers (some with a comparison drawing of themselves as they are today. If you have tons and tons of time to waste, check it out. I thought it was cool.

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Recycled stuff from better blogs--- made me laugh.It actually looks better than a lot of the films coming out this summer.

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If I had an explanation for not writing I would have told you about it. I actually started this blog for purely selfish reasons and mostly to help maintain my sanity as I sat in a cubical. But it didn't work and I quit that job. And writing the blog doesn't increase the value of my home nor does it make my transmission run smoother. So what the french, toast?Lately, I've been doing things like

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I have a week of school coming up again for the daytime job. There is a guy at work who is ahead of me in the program and he told me to come to his house and he would help me study. I saw some pictures of his wife hanging on the walls and said, "She looks like Lindsay Lohan." He said, "She'd be pissed if she heard you say that."I told the other guys at work that his wife looks like Lindsay Lohan

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A while ago, we told our son Ethan to invite a friend from school over to our house to play. The kid that he chose lives down the road in the trailer park. My wife told his mother that she didn't mind driving over to pick him up.One thing about living in a trailer is that when you walk in the front door, you are usually right in the main living area and the entire place is about the width of one

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I'm sick of working but mostly I'm tired of being out in the snow and still getting a sunburn on my face. The other day I came home and my daughter said, "You work too much, dad." I said, "I know. I'm never going to work that much in one week ever again." She said, "You don't HAVE to go. All you have to do is tell them I QUIT." She makes it sound so simple.I've been working on trains lately.

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HERE IS A POST I STARTED WRITING A WEEK AGO. I NEVER FINISHED IT.I have a blog? Is that like a responsibility or something? It is? Okay.So. What's crappening?No matter how much I work, it never seems to be enough for my masters. They want more! Last weekend I took my family to California for my mothers funeral. Yes, she died over a month ago. She was creamated and we buried her ashes. Those are

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It occurs to me that I mostly post wimpier videos on my blog. Just to keep things on an even keel, here are some songs I like with a little more energy behind them:

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My 4-yr-old daughter loves to draw. I would even go so far as to say that she draws too much. When you need a clean sheet of paper in this house, it is hard to find one. The other day she came to me and asked me who I liked rocking out to. So I showed her really quick and she presented me with these portraits:When I played this video for her, she said, "This one is pretty. I'm not going to draw

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I've been sick but not too bad. And I've also been working. A LOT.A LOT.But as far as work goes, it's been okay. My friend Gordon wrote me a little while ago and it made me dream about working at the old desk job. It was horrible. What a nightmare! I was so happy to wake up and not have to go back to that job.But when I did work there, I remember having a conversation with Gordon. We were

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Our family would like to present the happy conclusion from last nights game of "Animal Hospital." Band Aids and lollies for all!

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I enjoy keeping track of all the off-the-wall, stern lectures I get at work from my superiors. Stuff I would never expect to have to be told at work. Previous examples:Keep the doors closed or the raccoons will eat our profits.Do not suggest that "Big Jugs" are to blame for a lack of productivity.Do not come to work with a mohawk.And the new one I am adding to my list came from yesterdays

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I was dreaming last night and my dreams are even more boring than real life. I dreamed my wife and a couple friends were hanging out in the living room. Some city workers were raking up leaves in front of the house and I decided to take a shower and get dressed for the day. But the bathroom in my dream had a broken door. I tried to fix it but it proved to be very difficult.Rather suddenly, I woke

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The other day while we were standing around in my mother's hospital room...Me: "I was saying I was going to go out and buy her an Ipod and put a bunch of music on it that she used to listen to. It must get so boring laying around in bed all day."My Mom's Friend: "What music would you put on it?"Me: "I don't know. Bread. Styx. Stuff like that."My Mom: "Breadsticks?"Me: "Yes. They've finally

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My mother died this morning. It isn't an unexpected blow anymore. I don't feel ruin inside. I just miss her. This entire month has felt pretty funky and I can't say my mind isn't muddled right now.I would have stayed in San Francisco with her but everyone, including my mom, decided (before I had a chance to think about it myself) that I needed to come back to Utah and do some schooling for my

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We were going through a book of Fun Facts. Can you name the ten body parts that have 3 letters (such as leg)? I needed a hint to get the last one.

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I wasn't going to write about this because of the personal nature and I don't like writing things where the obvious response is to gush out sympathy. Forgive me for any spots where I might be vague.My mother has been in the hospital for a couple of weeks now. It seems like every time I talk to her, over months and months, she is ALWAYS sick. So much that I probably tend to write it all off as

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