In the course of my ongoing research project, my preliminary microscopy show evidence that I am indeed on the every other week plan with my lessons. Findings that indicate a cancellation phone call is made every other week appears to back this up. Or course, by the time I receive that phone call, I'm already home in preparation of said lesson, so what am I to do? In an attempt to make my Peterson mentor proud, I begin with a few chilled light beers and some piping. (Sure, my mentor might be a bit more proud if I developed my handyman skills while enjoying the beverages, but I maintain that the "handy" trait skips a generation, and was not passed on to me - and that is why the mentor is building the porch.)
What the hell ever happened to customer service? I'm beginning to think that the youth are taught, beginning at an early age that it is honorable to be as rude as possible to customers. My weekend was marked with this sort of behaviour, beginning with a Happy Meal for Jeri from Mc'Donalds, and finished with horrendous service from both the Tinderbox and Anthony's. Oddly, I only went to Anthony's because of the bad service from the T-box, only to met with worse service there. At least my presence was acknowledged by the T-box, if only because I blocked the view of the t.v. on occassion. Fuckers, that's two more letters I have to write now, and my shopping will be done via this internet thing Jeri's always raving about.
Dedicated readers may be concerned with the sudden disappearance of Will. I received a telegram from him on Friday. Will is very hard at work spearheading the Arizona celebration of the National Day of Slayer.
Kerry is also working very hard on this celebration, but in a different capacity. (Photo to the left) Sure, there are many who know that Kerry "King" is the, well one of, the guitarists from the former speed metal now tejano band, but I bet you didn't know that "Kerry" from Visceraman1, was the "King" himself did you? (I could have mentioned this years ago, but was asked not to until now.)
Last week it was the deluxe cat box, this week it is the Petsmate Water Fountain. Jeri has been promising to buy them this fountain for weeks now, and for weeks the mere mention of the water fountain elicted summersaults, back flips off the loft and much hand clapping from the cats. This weekend, Jeri made good on her word and bought the fountain, and sadly the cats can't pull themselves away from steady ass licking to drink from it. (I wish I had taken a picture of Jeri drinking from it to demonstrate how good the water was).
Contrived by Joshua at May 15, 2006 08:33 AM
I'm back! I was recently enjoying the land of what I like to call Texas. I took a break from life saving, and decided I would venture off to find cheaper real estate, nicer weather, cheaper cigarettes, and just about cheaper everything. however now that Joshua and Jeri no longer smoke, this does not give them the same buldge in their pants quite like it did myself. So I feel a little left out of the circle, so here I am trying to work myself back in. Oh and thanks fuckers now I spend all of my free time watching and downloading LOST. I blame the two of you for the rise and fall of what use to be a life saving, respectable human being. I hope you can sleep at night.
Posted by: will at May 15, 2006 08:27 PM
that Texas thing again? Welcome back Will.
Posted by: doddle at May 16, 2006 04:33 AM
Matthew 23:11 : "And then He turned and said unto us 'Believeth, this, though, but not everyday can be spent saving the lives of others, we shall call it natural selection'."
Season 1, 2 or 3? Texas sounds like a spin off of Utah, at least the nicer weather part. I've been to San Anton(io), it was humid. I've been through El Paso before, via Greyhound....(parent torture).
Posted by: Joshua at May 16, 2006 06:50 AM
Jeri the raises at the cross are coming monthly. You need to check us out. As or the 27th, is that still on, or have you come up with an excuse as to why it's not smart for your husband and I to take up total debauchery as an extra cirricular activity.
Posted by: Will at May 16, 2006 09:14 PM
I haven't been told differently about the 27th; I'm not really in the loop though, Jeri hasn't told me who's r.s.v.p.'d, and who hasn't, which will make for an interesting shopping spree at the local market. Kerry might be a bit tired, I know he's got a big function on the 26th. I don't know if he's driving, or hopping on the company Learjet...
Wait until Doodle tells you about her latest shananigans at Sonora Quest.
How big are the cigarettes in Texas? Did you go to the Alamo? You know, there's no basement there.
Posted by: Joshua at May 16, 2006 10:47 PM
Bad news mr.will, I have to work on the 27th. How is the next weekend working for you?
Posted by: doodle at May 17, 2006 07:56 PM
Texas, where it is perfectly legal to shoot and kill the tow truck driver, repossesing the car you have not made payments on .. but .. in many areas, dildos are against the law. Thank God they have the Bible to sort out right and wrong. I love the fact that you can take the land mass of Texas, double it, place it in Alaska, and have room left over (it is okay Alaskans ... it will never happen.) Speaking of Alaska, Alaska has no skunks .. that is all there is in Texas. Sorry Molly.
Posted by: Kerry at May 31, 2006 08:04 AM
I remember talking to an Alaska funeral director once. Alaska had seemed like a fairly inviting place to live and work. He shattered that pretty quickly with the low pay/high cost of living reality. As if they don't have a need for plasma donors in Alaska pshaw!
Posted by: Joshua at May 31, 2006 12:13 PM
I would rather eat rotting blubber out of Alaskan dumpsters, than live in ..
Oops hit the post button to soon
Posted by: Kerry at May 31, 2006 02:13 PM
To soon, or Tucson? Which was it. Rotting blubber is pretty good actually. Of course with a bit of Sriracha sauce, anything is good. (Ok, except beets and brain).
Posted by: Joshua at May 31, 2006 02:35 PM