Shit it's cold in my house today. The lying thermo says it's 70 but my little nipples are rock hard.

Happy New Years to all and may next year be the best year of your life so far.

I have been in four states on business in the last two weeks. One recurring theme has been "our state is broke". Cali has stated that we'll be broke by spring (yea right). But Wisconsin, that bastion of cheese, takes the award for why states are broke.
It started with the Wisconsin Government Accountability Board (ok waste of money #1) and more specifically the Campaign Finance Information System (oxymoron). Now these fine people decided to outsource the setting up of the cfsi website. To a firm in Connecticut?? So this group sets up an ok site. With a fine picture of the dome of Capitol building superimposed over a picture of downtown MINNEAPOLIS!!!!!!!!! Blasphemy, I hear the fine people of WI calling out. Having lived in MN for over a decade I can attest there is no love lost between these two states. We all know cheeseheads are one beer short of a six pack (hehe - couldn't resist). So this comes as no surprise. Now comes the reason why not to hire the firm that Wisconsin did and why Wisconsin is now the poster child of all wrong with America.
These people put the picture of Mpls up as a placeholder. This was a "free" picture and it is up there until they find a non-copywrite protected picture of Wisconsin (read that no royalty - as a person who spent some time in publishing and photography this really pisses me off). FINE, you may say this company is being really frugal. Then they flipped the neg on the picture they did put up. As said, I lived there for over a decade and there is no way the old First Bank Place can be screen left if the bridge in the foreground is the Lake Street Bridge. Or they merged a couple of pictures together for this "WI" scene. So clearly this company is cheap, has never been to Minneapolis (or Wisconsin), and say fuck to the integraty of imaging.
Now for why WI is poster child. They paid a freaking ONE MILLION DOLLARS to these cheap, ignorant bastards to develope this site. For the love of god, I know at least 15 people who could muck it up much less than this for a hell of lot less money.
So any of you in the US, remember this when the pol's try to raise taxes, cut services or scream that Washington is ignoring them. Just ask how much they are paying for monkeys to put up a website.

I hate my ISP. Today I lost internet for the better part of an hour. This happens periodically and so I call. The first thing they ask is if I have wireless. I say I do then they tell me the problem is my wifi router. WRONG. I have the cat5 from the modem plugged directly into my computer Bosco. Now I should not have called the person Bosco as the service call went downhill. So they have a service call in for Wednesday (I am not taking a PTO day so I can wait for them). They will do what they have done the last four times - replace the modem. And today as usual, after leaving the modem off for an hour I was able to get back on-line. I think they have too many people on this service node and the traffic just overwhelms it's little mind. Isn't technology great.

Ok this is a too much information post but live with it.
I hate shaving my arm pits. This is so unnatural for a guy. We are not made to do this. Holding your arm up, putting shaving creme on the pit then using a razor is just a receipe to disaster for a guy. So why do I it (no I am not some metrosexual twit). Because I stink otherwise. No matter how much deoderant I use, how many showers I take, I still smell. I've been able to smell myself while drying off after a shower. Medicine has some ten dollar word to describe the condition but basically when I have hair the bacteria go wild in the pits. Doctor said there is a drug to help but it is a compound so it costs $30/month. He suggested that I shave instead. I will admit it is alot cheaper. That is until the day I slice myself wide open and need stitches. OK, I feel better now that I got that rant over.

Does anyone using Norton AnitVirus have this problem. After I've been on NN for a while wierd shit happend. I start getting "done with error' messages, pic's won't open, I can't get to profiles. Just all types of things. All I can do is shut the muther down. When I do that I get a ccSVCHost error message. Just wondering if others have this problem

Is the phrase "It's nippy out" due to fact that womens nipples get hard when it gets cold out? Or is there some historicial reason that has escaped me.?

I am surly today. It is because I did not get my 7 hours of sleep. 8, 9, 14 hours are ok but EVEN ONE MINUTE LESS than 7 and someone could die. Now I have a lot of strange shit happen in my life, I've been called a lightening rod for wierdness but even for me this one is out there.
Now to preface why I'm surly let introduce you to my redneck friend (ok, not a friend just my neighbor). As Jeff Foxworthy might say "when you have a pony tail half way down your back, are missing your front teeth AND live in slide out camper for a pickup and there isn't a pickup under it. You just might be a redneck". Yup he lives in slide out with a car canopy over it as it leeks a bit. I will say this guy is one of those people who will do anything for you (and in that arena I wish I was more like him) but sometimes his good deeds are not appreciated.
Now since I had today off, I stayed up last night. It was almost 2am when I hit the pillow. So I did appreciate my doorbell ringing at fucking 6:30am. I tired to ignore it but it rang again. So I'm truding down the cold hall (fucking idiot I am - reset the heat to click in a 8 today) with nothing on thinking this better be good. Opening the door, the 36degreeF temp caused my cock to retreat even more. Now I'm tired, crabby, and my balls are cold. It was Mr. Redneck!!
He was bouncing like your best hunting dog wanting to go for a walk."Dude, dude, dude it's like Friday man. Like you didn't take your garbage down." HE WOKE ME UP TO TELL ME I DIDN'T TAKE MY GARBAGE DOWN TO THE CORNER!!!!!! "I figured if you were like drunk or something I'd take it down for you"
Ok - now I'm really unhappy - Besides sleep deprivation and my balls freezing he's reminding me I did not drink heavily the day before. "And yesterday was Christmas" was my reply
"Oh yea dude, it was cool. Did you any real cool gifts. I got.."and he proceeded to tell me what he got.
Now this man is in his 30's, I'm 53. Unless someone sends me Lily Allen nude with a 12pack of Mr Guinness' best stout, I'm not going to call anything I get a cool gift.
"Um dude" I interrupted him as he was getting into all the WII games, "one of the two days the garbage company takes off is Christmas, they pick up our shit on Saturday this week and next."
He stood there with his mouth open. "Oh, like so you are going to do your garbage later today?" I nodded yes. "Sorry about waking you dude. Hey my sister got up horny as hell this morning. She said she was so horny she was tempted to fuck me. If you can't get back to sleep I could send her over". I thanked him but said I think I can handle things without his sister. He headed off laughing about "handling things".
No shit, I can't even make this up. What a way to start your fucking morning.

Well thank goodness for Longs Drugs being open. I found peppercorn there. So no Asian Prime Rib today

I have a meat therometer that is old. My mom got it when I was maybe 5. It is a mercury bulb type that you just stick in the meat and forget (no remarks pervs). Well with it being in it's late 40's I figured I'd find a replacement. I wanted one of those where the probe is in the meat and the reading unit is out of the oven (I'm warning your no remarks). Figured that would be great for the Weber (I grill ALOT). Not being able to find one in the East Bay in the two days before x-mas (DUH)I got a cheap direct read. Decided to check it by using boiling water. Well I had to calibrate it since it was only off by 10 degrees. Took for fucking ever but finally got it right. So I dump the water out. The pan I used has a swivel handle so you can dump things easily. Just when you turn it back you have to be careful as the decorative metal recesses back into the handle. Guess who wasn't careful... So I now have my index finger wrapped.
Quite the interesting Christmas is all I can say. Do I even dare venture into the jacuzzi after dinner.

I'm sitting home alone at 9 something in the morning. Figure I have another hour or so before I put the prime rib in the oven. No reason to strave just because it's only you. Just realized I think I'm out of peppercorns. Shit!! I find it funny that I can buy all the booze I want today but can't buy a fucking 69cent package of peppercorn. I do have szechaun peppercorns. Asian prime rib - hum??
Merry Christmas to those lurk here and enjoy your family today.

Even tho I have been compared to Scrooge and the Grinch - Merry Christmas to all. Now lets hope NORAD realizes it's Santa's sleigh on the radar so they don't scramble some trigger happy fighter jocks to shoot him down.