Bury this

I just sat here and watch my dog bury a treat in a pair of my wife's underwear.
She placed the bone in the middle and carefully folded the outsides over her bone.

I'm not quite sure what to think of all this.

Aaahhhhhhhh this

For me, the weekend is here.

Part time retail = PHENOMONIAL WEEKENDS............itty bitty buying power.

Today will be so exciting I can barely contain myself.
I will put away the laundry;
Call a real estate contact;
Clean up the kitchen;
Figure out what to do for dinner;
Possibly mow the lawn, but I might put that off until tomorrow.
Possibly play a par 3 course

Tomorrow I will pack my bags, golf clubs, and horn and head to Athens. It is Twilight weekend and Funkle has a gig at Tasty World. On Saturday, Bawcum, Gunner, a fourth to be named, and I will be hitting the links. Saturday night will bring more musical merriment with the Modern Skirts. Dave and I will be sitting in with them for a song or two.

That's it kids, enjoy the rest of your week, see you this weekend.

Jesus this

No, I'm not ranting about religion, but it's been an exciting past few hours.

The retail gig was less than glorious, slower than shit and if you're in sales, customers tend to be important.

But I met a realtor with a well respected company and the company I was already sure I wanted to be with, who offered to take me out for coffee after I got off work. I snapped that up like Michael Jackson being invited to a birthday party at Chucky Cheese. Except for the shitty Starbucks coffee, it was great!!! I learned SO SO much. She offered to take me to meet the Southeastern Director herself. Woo-Hoo!!! Best cup of coffee in Starbucks EVER!!!!

I got home, changed and headed to a local bar/restaurant to try out my new darts that I bought with some b-day money. The darts successfully flew through the air and stuck to the board in the appropriate places. I then enjoyed a few glasses of Terrapin, a burger and, watched UGA beat Tech in baseball.

I got home, fixed a drink and the phone rang. It was my friends from Vegas. They approached me with a new idea and something I think we have always wanted to do. I made some phone calls and there are some more calls to be made. The details can't be discussed here, but it goes without saying that I love Las Vegas and I love, LOVE what I do out there. The series of phone calls that happened tonight got me excited for this year's event.

If you logged on today to hear me bitch about politics, religion, and the retail gig, sorry, I'll be back tomorrow.

Bunny this

This is the blog of an entertainment writer for the Flagpole. She gave the Modern Skirts a great review a while back and I've been reading her ever since.

Sneeze at this

Retail, blah, blah, blah, blah....
Dinner, blah, blah, blah, blah....
24 was ok, bordering on good, but I think the writers are getting lazy.

After that I had a hankering for some beer. The frothy amber colored kind that makes me happy.

We hopped in the Sauve-mobile (it's sort of like the Pope-mobile but black and without the bullet proofing) and went directly across the street to the shitty K-Roger. We each found a six pack of fun and headed up front to pay. In the checkout line I heard the greatest thing a man can hear one woman say to another. Ok, the second greatest thing............

"Pull my finger."

Unfortunately, what she really said was;

"It's on my finger."

But it's what I heard that counts.


When we got home and I finished pouring a cold one; my dog, Savannah, started sniffing my glass. Being a good father I gave two small sips to the seven pound ball of fluff. Did she enjoy it? You bet your ass she did, but there was an unforseen side effect.

Before I tell you what happened next, I need to tell you that occasionally Savannah likes to try a bit of my Jack and Diet Coke and when she wants a sip, she's not shy about it. So alcohol is not a new thing to her and she likes it, but we certainly don't sit around and let/get her drunk either. THAT would be irresponsible.

It turns out that this beer makes Savannah launch into an intense fit of sneezes. I would have been doubled over in laughter, if it weren't for the thought that she was going to sneeze herself to death.

Drink this

Friday night....

I meant to go see this band Friday night with a coworker. He is a big fan. Ever heard of 'em? Me neither, but the coworker made me listen toa few cuts and truth be told, not too bad. You got to get past the, at times, overuse of twang, but it is some pretty good stuff. By the way it was them and not Phish that recorded that countrified version of Gin and Juice.

But what did I do instead of hearing good musicians live?

I got thrown into a viscous croquet game that was already in progress. Tony, we won.
I should own a croquet set and play all the time in my backyard so I can learn how my green breaks. Maybe not.

Ever play the game "cups"?
I learned, I played, the team lost.

Poured myself into bed around 1:30.

That was Friday.

Saturday......

Anyone remember Jim Cox?
He got married and had a kid.
We saw them.
Thanks god the baby looks like Ali.
A beautiful baby Autumn indeed.

I have started to come around about the procreating thing and I know I'm not quite in that place mentally, but a few steps were taken away from "utter paranoia" and towards "admitting that this will one day happen to me" after watching Jim and Ali with baby Autumn.

Speaking of Autumn, a side note to my friend Jim...

Jim,

There are a few rules to naming daughters to make sure that they don't become strippers.

Do not name your daughter after.......

An Emotion (Passion, Serenity, Joy)
A City (Dallas, Paris, Madison, Detroit)
A Color (Azure, Rose, Blush, Cherry)
Anything with a celestial overtone (Star, Heaven, Uranus)
Something that goes in your mouth (Brandy, Peaches, Champagne, or Candy)
A Gems (Diamond, Emerald, Amethyst, Cubic Zirconium)
on of the four seasons (Spring, Summer, Winter, Uhmmm......Fall.........)

Jim, I'm just kidding, please don't rent a large Ryder truck, drive to my house and shoot me in my sleep. Remember that your dog scratched me real bad on Saturday.


After visiting with these lovely friends I drove to Fayetteville to attend a wedding reception that was held outside. And if you weren't in Georgia Saturday night, it got FUCKING COLD!!! I drove home after getting some shitty coffee from the golden arches.

Sunday.........

Served the citizens of Snobb County at the retail gig.
Walked around Home Depot.
Rented Sideways.

I haven't decided what to think of Sideways. The moments to laugh out loud at (and there were a quite a few) were followed by moments of extreme sadness. But I'm pretty sure that it's a solid recommendation.

Fish this

As threatened here are some of the pics from our recent vacation down to Florida.


Something learned...
When you hold the fish close to your body, you get a real representation of the size of the fish.

Notice me, not smiling, holding my tiny fish.

But if you want the fish to look BIGGER and subsequently BETTER, then you hold the fish out away from your body towards the camera.

AHA!!! Big smile with BIG FISH also known as a Spanish mackerel.
He was too small to eat so he got fed to the Heron.


Second fish caught, A FUCKING SHARK!!!
Here he is upside down as we take the hook out of his mouth.

I remind you that we were fishing from the beach. Some of you give me shit for not going into the ocean but here is a shark, yes it is a Nurse Shark, but never-the-less it is still a shark and it was less than 40 yards out from the shore. I'm just fine sitting on the beach thank you very much.

Here he is again face up, he was a tad longer than two feet.

He went back in the ocean.


Here's the fish that went into my tummy.

Mr. Pompano before dinner...................



Mr. Pompano becoming dinner.

mmmMMMmmm Yummy!!!

One day we drove through the Cape Canaveral wildlife refuge and my father-in-law slammed on the breaks to show us this turtle that he saw in the brush 20 yards away. Good eye Steve.

This is a Gopher Turtle, and a very rare species. How Steve spotted this guy in the brush 20 yards away, I'll never know.


And on the seventh day...............he rested.

And when I die this

And when I'm gone..............
Or when God decides that he's had enough of my rantings about religion; feel free to chip in and bury me in one of these.


Just kidding. I would much rather be cremated. Them please spread my half my ashes over the Snobb Galleria and the other half over the Smassic Center. I'll be haunting both places.


The training this morning was exactly as I expected. And for the record I tried to be good, I really did. I made it a whole hour before I started questioning and calling out the instructor.

Not to go into details that you don't care about, just know that this training was an overall a gigantic waste of time that will in no way improve customer service.


I overheard something disturbing Wednesday night.
Five gay guys in a van and one said to the group;

"Is it wrong to use hot girls as bait?"

The other four yelled back;

"NO!!!"

Train this

In my world of schlepping mobile communication devices; there is a group of people out there that get paid to bust me for not using phrases like, "All-Over Network". They are called mystery shoppers. They come in and are trained (I don't know if they actually experience any training but regardless) to bust us for not saying and doing certain things. It is very similar to police entrapment.

Because some stores got bad Mystery Shop scores, the upper management at Smingular decided to create a checklist to go by to ensure that the scores would improve. If the store managers get good scores, they look good to the regional manager. If the regional manager looks good blah blah blah blah blah.

The Mystery Shoppers only ask about one thing, new service. So we can pick these people out fairly easily. And if they ask about "new service" then we are told that we must whip out and fill out the "Smingular Wireless Official Corporate Mandated Cheat Sheet" which goes STEP-BY-FUCKING-STEP on what the Mystery Shopper is expecting to hear and judge us on.

I know what you're thinking and sure, I should be so happy to know exactly what is expected of me, few jobs are that clear. But I also know that a trained monkey could do this job and anyone who says otherwise is full of shit.

To sum up. We as retail employees know what questions are going to be asked and we know what to look for in a mystery shopper, and we now have a cheat sheet to ensure that we get good scores. Does this do anything to improve *actual* customer service? No, abso-fucking-lutely not.

To help ensure that our boss's boss's boss's boss's boss looks good to whomever he/she reports to, tomorrow I am going to be trained on these Mystery Shoppers. Instead of going to my store and earning 50% less commission, I am going to travel to a different Smingular store to do some role playing. Yup, we're all adults here, but evidently ROLE PLAYING will solve bad scores and Smingular's reputation awful for customer service.

Somebody shoot me now..............Seriously, if anyone has an idea of how to get out of this bullshit, I'm all ears.


On a different note and if anyone is curious; My silence does not equal my approval. Just because I didn't articulate the word "no", doesn't mean that I was agreeing with you, it just meant that I didn't want to start a full blown argument with you at that moment in time.

Recover this

I didn't receive any feasible ideas for a new career (Pope, Air Marshall, Lt. Gov, naked money laundering) so I'm jumping ahead with the real estate thing. The classes start next month and already I'm nervous and excited. But I guess new things will do that to you.

For all you Catholics out there and I promise I'll be letting this go soon, but Pope Benedict has a little secret. He was a member of Hitler's youth organization. Do you think he'll acknowledge the holocaust?

Pope this

We gotsa the whita smoka. That means we gotsa a newa popa.


And with that, Pope watch 2005 officially comes to a close.

Job this

I am a member of several different email list serves to assist me in my job search. Here is an excerpt of one I received yesterday.

Job Listing 05-20
Program Director

Position available at the Ketchikan Area Arts & Humanities Council, Ketchikan, Alaska:

Community overview: Ketchikan is an isolated, island community of 14,000
residents, located in the temperate rainforest (13-feet of rainfall/year) of
Southeast Alaska, accessible only by boat or plane. It is an ethnically diverse
community, with 15% Alaska Natives (Tlingit, Haida, and Tsimshian).

Friends this

99% of this site is for me to rant and rave over trivial things. But tonight I was reminded that I have the greatest friends in the world. And no matter what job I have or don't have or whatever stupid things I do or say, there is a small group of people that like me for who I am. Thank you for that and I hope I can be half the friend to you that you have been to me.

Mike, Sarah, and Leslie; I'm truly sorry for your loss. May your travels be safe and the comfort of family and friends give you peace.

Home this

Home....................aaaahhhhhhhhhh.....................

I am not in a blogging mood and to be perfectly frank I pretty pissy right now, but I made a promise to myself that I would do this everyday as mental exercise. So, here we go.

No pope yet and I really just want to sit in front of CNN and watch this go down.

Fuck Tom Delay and Ralph Reed. If any of you are thinking about voting for the doucebag Ralph Reed for Lieutenant Governor of Georgia next year, please go outside and shoot yourself. Is that a little harsh? Probably, but like I said, I'm pissy.

Why are women and men built so differently?

Pollen sucks, I'm going to be in glasses for the rest of the week. Anyone know of a good rain dance?

One of Brett's last conducting stints at UGA is tomorrow night, go if you can.

I am 90% sure that I going to start to make a career jump here in the next few weeks. I've talked to a bunch of people and done a ton of research on this. Unless you tell me otherwise, starting in May 1 will be attending classes to acquire my real estate license.

Give me your feedback, good move? Bad move? Hell, let's start a contest. What career field should I go into? You pick it and I'll do it. On your mark, get set, GO!!!

Must be a legal activity, must not involve me taking my clothes off, and pay a reasonable salary.

Bone this

I'm not sure if this is the dorkiest or funiest thing I've seen in a while.

Regardless, it is a prime example of what happens when you give a bone player too much free time. Thanks to Fred for emailing this in.

Fish this

There are some exciting fish stories coming but let's take a moment and bitch about what's really important. This week's episode of The Amazing Race just ended and no one got kicked out. What the hell?!?!?
End of episode=someone goes home. Bad CBS, no Emmy.

We got up this morning bought more clams for bait and headed to the beach for more surf fishing. Our hopes were high; the news reported that good fishing was on the horizon.

I have never used clams for bait and when I say that we bought clams, I mean we bought clams that were still in the shell and were probably alive less than 6 hours before. When you need bait you take two clams and smash them together to break them open. You then cut out the clam meat and divide it into pieces and place them on the hook. Learn something new everyday I guess.

Fish number one:
A shark, yup, I caught an honest-to-god, alive, fighting shark. (Pics are coming but there are some issues here with dial up, so no pics until we get home.) This shark was about two feet long and a fighter. That is how we started our day.

We threw him back after snapping a few pics and went on fishing. A bit later, I got a good size Pompano. Large enough in fact to bring back to the house and filet. We will be dining on him tomorrow night. Yum yum.

My last catch of the day was a small Whiting. He got fed to a Heron that was close by. Needless to say, I had a great day with the whole fishing thing. This activity is a lot more fun when you are actually catching things.


About three weeks ago I told a few people that the rumors about Brittany Spears being preggers was absolutely true. Sure the tabloids were starting to run it, but I was running around telling people that it was positively, no-doubt-about-it true. 100%. This statement was met with little belief and a few curious glances.

Well, to all of you nay-sayers.....Today, via her website, she has confirmed that she is pregnant. Honestly, we couldn't be happier. Mom and baby are doing just fine, thanks for asking.

SP2 this.......................again

And the saga continues...................

Guess which part of my computer stopped working again. You got it, the CD drive. Do you remember that time when the CD drive stopped working and because Microsoft sucks donkey ass and I lost all my data. Man, those were the days.

Tonight's experience with Compaq customer support was less than stellar. They tried the same things they tried before. Here is a transcript of part of the conversation. Remember during this read that my CD drive does not work.

Person in India (PII): Please place driver recovery CD into the CD drive
Me: My CD drive doesn't work, but ok.
PII: You should see on your screen a box that says...
ME: I don't see a box, my CD drive doesn't work.
PII: Oh, in that case, can you please go get your Operating System disc, we will try and boot your computer from the CD.
ME: My CD drive doesn't work.
PII: Do you have your OS disc?
ME: Yes, but the drive isn't going to read it, because.......(Deep breath)..........my CD drive doesn't work.
PII: Please place the OS CD into the drive and turn off your computer
ME: Can you hear me?
PII: Then restart your computer
ME: I know you're in India, do you speak English?
PII: Tap the escape key to go into the boot menu
ME: Ok
PII: Scroll down to CD-ROM drive and hit enter, you should see something that says hit any key to boot from CD.
ME: Windows is booting
PII: It didn't say, "Hit any key"...........
ME: No, because my CD DRIVE DOESN'T WORK!!!!!!

To make all of this worse, the person from India had a very thick accent. I'm all for different people of different races doing their thang and all, but if I can't communicate with a person that is supposed to be helping me, so a share holders stock goes up a tenth of a point, then what's the point? (Segue into) We (American corporations) need to stop farming out jobs to other nations until every American that wants a job has one. Rest of the world be damned. Take care of your own first and if as a by product of this radical thinking I get better customer service, then that would be fucking fantastic.

Skirt this

In today's AJC, in section H (Movies and More) there a full page ad on page H5 for Music Midtown. Listed of course is one of my personal favs, The Modern Skirts.

Pope this

I was trying to stay up to see the funeral live (3:00 AM EST), but I don't think I'm going to make it.

Here are the updated odds for the next pope

Francis Arinze (Nigeria) 15 to 2
O. Rodiguez Maradiaga (Honduras) 8 to 1
Claudio Hummes (Brazil) 8 to 1
J. Ratizinger (Germany) 29 to 1

And if you're curious, Sinead is still pulling up the rear at 1,000,000 to 1. Honestly, you never know what's going to happen, so I say spend a buck on Ms. O'Conner.

Daylight this

As we speak Congress is attempting to pass a bill dealing with the use of energy.
Part of this bill says that Daylight Savings Time would be extended by two months. The new proposed period would start on the first Sunday of March and end on the last Sunday of November.

The reasoning behind the amendment is very simple. The more time we have access to daylight, the less energy we use. Makes sense to me. Not to over simplify the issue, but if we use less energy during DST, why not just have Daylight Savings Time all year long?

Police this

Ok, if you're name is listed to the right and your last post begins with "March", then you need to write something and soon.

Don't make me come over there and Terri Schiavo your ass.

Doomsday

April 12th

Go ahead and mark your calendar; on April 12th the world will end.

April 12th is the day that Microsoft has decided to force load SP2 onto millions of computers worldwide. And you thought I was kidding.


Did anyone else catch the name of the new Iraqi president that was elected yesterday. His name is Jalal Talabani. Let's take a look at his last name. "Talabani". Drop the "I" and we get "Talaban" that is eerily similar to "Taliban", as is the group that keeps blowing shit up.
Odd coincidence or scary glimpse into the future?


Everyone should own a crockpot. Before I left for work today I threw a bunch of food type stuffs into the crockpot and turned it on. The combination of which was a kickass pot roast that made the whole house smell oh so good. This goes without saying, but I proceeded to eat the hell out of this roast when I got home from work.


The West Wing Season Finale was tonight and I think it was good. I missed the last 20 minutes due to a phone call. Not that I'm bitching, I had to take the call as it was some career advice. More on that later, but if anyone happened to have taped it, I really appreciate borrowing your tape.

Roast This

You are cordially invited to................

The Roast of Brett Bawcum

June 4th, 2005
Tasty World
Athens, Georgia.

Gunner and I are hosting this event to show Bawcum that he will be dearly missed and to finally get in the last word with that asshole.

Guests from across the country have already been confirmed. But this is only going to work if you A) tell everyone you know and B) show up with everyone you know.

There will be a nominal charge at the door to cover costs and all monies after that are going towards the Roger Dancz Scholarship Fund.

If you would like to be involved on any level whether that be, participate, donate to the cause, or share some photographs or stories, please contact myself or the Gunner.

Gunner and I will keep you up-to-date via our repsective blogs and the link to the right at the top will be kept up to date as well. There won't be a lot of specific info listed there past the date, time, location, etc. We don't want Brett knowing too much before hand.

This is going to be a great night of fun to send off a dear friend, talented musician, and an all around bastard.

Check back soon for updates.

Tourney this

Congrats to Mike Knight who won our little NCAA Tourney pool.

Final standings are listed below.

Michael Knight 47
Lamont Antieau45
Josh Byrd 43
Fred Norton 41
Trina 41
Kit K 39
Brett B 37
David D 36
J. Cox 36
Gunner 36
Ln 33
Sauve 32
stacy 29
Andy 0

Special thanks to Stacy and Andy for keeping me out of last place.

SP2 this

This only applies to anyone running Windows XP. Everyone else, go about your business, see you tomorrow.

During my marathon tech support sessions with Microsoft last month, I was given a glimpse of what lies in the deep dark heart of Bill Gates.

At some point in April Microsoft is going to force, yes, you read that correctly, FORCE SP2 onto your machine. You will not be given an option, it will magically download and install.

This information came from Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manager Derrick. Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manager Derrick was very nice and he was the man that I was elevated too when I said I wanted to yell at someone. So take or leave this information, on the one hand I don't trust anyone with Microsoft, but on the other hand Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manager Derrick seemed genuine in his efforts to help me.

During all of this, I learned some key things about how to keep your computer up to date and running well. I am not the most computer literate but I thought I knew enough to keep it up and running smoothly. And evidently, I was wrong. Ever been wrong? Happened to me. I did not keep everything current and I suffered greatly. I share humbly in the hopes that you will not have to go through what I went through.

So without further ado.......................

How to prepare for SP2 according to Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manger Derrick:

1) Fix and consume a strong drink.

2) Visit your computers manufacturer's website. There should be a link called, "Downloads".

3) Enter your computer model and view the updates. Some sites will automatically scan your machine for what it is lacking and take care of everything in one simple step.

4) Download and install this wave of updates. According to Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manger Derrick, we should do this once a month. Fix and consume another drink. If the installation is taking a bit long, then take this opportunity to rub one out. Reruns of Caroline in the City should suit this purpose just fine.

5) After those updates have been installed and your computer has been rebooted, go to http://windowsupdate.microsoft.com

6) This site will automatically scan your computer for any updates you might be lacking.

7) While you wait for this set of updates to install; raise your middle finger towards the direction you think Bill Gates might be and scream dirty dirty words at him. Then fix another drink.

8) Reboot your computer and place it on the floor, jump over the computer seven times while chanting the Survivor theme song. Put the computer in a dark warm place so SP2 can ferment. Leave it alone for exactly 40 days and 40 nights.

9) Turn on computer. Everything should be fine. At least that's what Microsoft Senior Tech Support Manger Derrick said.

I hope this helps you prepare for the impending invasion.

Learn this

The mobile communications technology field taught me something today.

Always ask the customer *HOW* their phone got wet before taking it from them. Handling a soggy "toilet phone" is never a good way to start your day.

Blow this

This about sums it up

Hagood this

Thoughts of the Day

1) If you visit the medical center and hear my doctor yelling, "Tetanus! Measles! Flu!" just ignore him. He likes calling the shots up there.

2) For his anniversary, a friend served his bride a romantic breakfast in bed. She got really upset with the food, and started cussing and screaming because he had forgotten the warmed bread. That's when he found out the love his my life was lack-toast intolerant.

Thoughts of the day brought to you by Hagood.net

Sin this

Go see Sin City.
Very very good.

I can't even begin to decribe it.

Last night Carlton and I ventured out to see this movie and afterwards we had two tall beers and called it a night. A lot of fun.

My odd dream last night borders on the unfathomable.

I dreamed that the UGA men's basketball team trounced Michigan State to reach the championship game of the NCAA tournament.

Like I said, unfathomable.


It has been fun researching and watching the steps already in motion to pick a new pope. Can you imagine being the guy who's only job is to know what to do in case the pope dies?

As a special treat for you gamblers out there, here are the current odds for the next pope.

Dionigi Tettamanzi (Italy) 2.7/1
Francis Arinze (Nigeria) 5.4/1
Oscar Rodriguez Maradiaga (Honduras) 7.8/1
Claudio Hummes (Brazil) 11/1
Joseph Ratzinger (Germany) 17/1
Jean-Marie Lustiger (France) 24/1
Sinead O'Conner (Ireland) 1,000,000/1

Friday night this

Last night was a flurry of overstimulation.

After getting off work I spent 3 and a half hours in a car driving to Athens. Yes, that is THREE AND A HALF HOURS making the 90 mile commute to Athens. No road rage here.

I went straight to the Smassic Center, where I saw Ron White. He performed a really really good mix of his old tried and true material and some hysterical new stuff. Except for the drunk ass college girl who kept screaming "TATER!!!!" at the top of her lungs every 5 minutes, it was great.

At one point an audience member yelled out,

"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!"

His response,

"That's great, if this was Chucky Fuckin' Cheese I might give a rat's ass."

After the show, I hauled over to Brett's for a cocktail and to see Brett, Trina, Gunner and Gunner's "Chief of Stuff". I think I laughed harder while at Brett's than I did at the comedy show. I miss seeing that group of people on a regular basis.

The hour and a half flew by quicker than it should have. I left at 11 and headed down to the Watt to catch a bit of the opener and toot a few notes to warm up. The Watt was packed and by packed I mean a SHIT LOAD of people. An awesome lively crowd that ate up every bit of what the Skirts had to offer. It was so much fun playing with those guys. Did I mention that they will be playing Music Midtown?




I know you've been waiting for this.




And now.........................





Back to Pope Watch 2005.

I do not have some sort of weird *desire* to see the Pope die. But I am eagerly awaiting his death so all of the traditional ceremonies that have been practiced for over 1600 years (give or take a few) can start. I don't think I'm a Christian anymore, so for me this isn't about religion but rather traditions that are really fucking old. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think we have anything left on Earth like this.

And for the record I really don't understand Catholicism. The entire hierarchy is based on hat size, not faith but hat size. The bigger the hat the less likely you will be to fondle an alter boy or something like that.

If Jim's driving the truck to hell, consider me riding shotgun.

Pope this

I wonder if the Terri Schiavo protesters have moved their camp to outside the Vatican. Marching around the square with their signs screaming to keep the feeding tube in. While the "let her die" side of the argument are marching around screaming;

"What do we want?"
"New Pope!!!"
"When do we want it?"
"NOW!!!"

As I said a few weeks back, I'm looking forward to the passing of the Pope. (Not that I wish death or harm on anyone.) I was very young when JP the 2 was elected and I'm looking forward to the pomp and circumstance that surrounds the election of the most powerful man in religion.

And while you're catching up on your Catholic Dogma getting ready for the conclave and such, pick up a copy of Angels and Demons by Dan Brown.

The Modern Skirts are playin the Watt tonight. Stop by and watch Dave a I play a few tunes with em. What time you ask? 11 ish.