The Great Outdoors

Whenever I go to get my Fraxel on I watch The Great Outdoors. Twas a movie I never should have forgotten. John Candy and Dan Aykroyd are quite a deadly combo. Not as potent as "a couple of wild and crazy guys," but there aren't many that can compare with that. I would always watch Ghost Busters and Uncle Buck when I was little, but for some reason didn't watch The great Outdoors too often. Maybe it was because of the lack of flying and magic. Dressing as Ray, Peter, Egon, and Winston was the least I could do to show my dedication to the Ghost Busters. I guess that if my mom would have signed me up with the Great Outdoors club instead of the Ghost Busters club things would have been a little different this past Halloween.

Randomness

It's Five O'clock somwhere.

They tried to make her go to rehab!

"Emo's, the only cereal thatunderstands you."

Star Wars theme beatboxed to perfection.

The Trifecta

Today, February 23rd of 2007, marks the date of Adam's first income Trifecta:

Received Paycheck. Ching!
Received Tax Returns. Ching!
Received Pay Increase. Ching!

Tri perfecta!

I realized this when I called Bank of America to see how much money I don't have. I was kinda tired and thought that I had accidentally requested my credit card info. But no, I in fact had money. My raise just came out of nowhere and I think that the date may have been bumped up just a little bit.

Walk Week!

Tuesday in the am: Day off
Tuesday-Wednesday: 8:00pm to 7:00am.
Wednesday-Thursday: 8:00pm to 7:00am.
Friday (tonight):12:00am to Who fucking knows.
Friday: Corporate walk.

Yay for graveyard shifts. Donnie and I are both experiencing this hell. For the most part he list is accurate. The only problem with the Costco night stalkers is that when you get irritated, everyone notices and will purposely harass you in hopes of witnessing some sort or verbal retaliation. The mentality with night stockers* and working with others is this: You look them in the eyes and think, 'One of us is going to get frustrated (and it's not gonna be me)." Once you get frustrated you lose.

Oh yeah, it snowed, again.

The Prestige is incredible. Incredible.

Damned Insurance Agents

A couple few days ago, after work, I went to Little Skeezers to grab myself a large pepperoni cardboard pizza for only 5$. BEAT THAT! On my way back to my car some dude asked if he could see my name badge. I showed him, then he turns to his friend and says, "HA! I Told you it was Costco." Then to me he explains that his friend thought it was Target and that he owes him a lunch for being wrong. I could really give a shit about the whole thing, so I simply said, "You're welcome" and began to hop in my car. Then he starts asking if I like it there and how long I intended on being employed to Costco. He was an insurance agent. He offered me a job and wanted me to come in so he can tell me a little about what "they" do.

I don't know if any of you remember Scott talking about his newest job offer, and whether you do or don't, I would like to let you know that it was in fact the same douche bag that stalked Scott. So if anyone named Daniel comes to you and says he works for Primerica Financial Services, a member of Citigroup, and wants you to come to his office right by Oh's Osaka, JUST SAY NO. This guy is one of the largest distributors of crap and often commits grotesque amounts of douchebagery. Slander? No. Warning? Very much so.

You Know It's Your Weekend When...

You successfully complete your eight hour day at work by 10:30 and head home to have some spaghetti you made the day before. But before, you stop at the Coke vending machine up the way and purchase a Coke (der), but instead you get a Coke AND a Barq's. I've only got one day off this week and this is just what I needed to get it poppin'.

Last Week:
-Alex placed third at districts and went to state where he went 1-2. He's proud and had fun.
-Tony and Drew were in a car accident. Tony's car is totaled and Drew's back is tweaked. Now he's uber lazy. Pictures soon.
-South Medford lost!

Isn't Valentines Day Great!?!

I was driving by Orchard Hill Elementary and I could see everyone with their Valentines. They were wearing walking the track with their matching red sweaters or sitting off on the other side of the soccer field together. I remember a Valentines Day when I was back at Orchard Hill.

I was going out with a girl I really did not want to be going out with. I only did it because my best friend at the time was dating this girl and he thought I would be cool if I dated her best friend. Not cool. We had some Valentines day party planned at the Roller Odyssey. SWEEET! I couldn'tt go because I skipped a stupid play/musical that was mandatory for anyone who was chosen to participate. So on Valentines day when everyone was loading up on the bus to go to skating, I was off digging in the sandbox for what some called "Indian clay." Teams of kids would go out on recess and see who could dig up the most. Real lame, but you got out of class if you got too muddy. Back to the main topic, I was off at the sandbox. The girl I was dating came up behing me as I was digging up elementary school gold. I could hear that she was crying, because I wasn't going to the Odyssey, but I didn't want to turn around, so I kept on digging. She then patted/rubbed my head kinda like you do when you pet your dog. I remember thinking when that happened, "I really don't want to be your boyfriend or Valentine." When the class got back she gave me a blowup heart that said "I Love You" on it. I popped it after school with a stick on the way home . I believe we broke up soon after that. I don't think I had talked to her in a long time, then in line to go back to class after recess she was behind me. She said "Are we going out anymore?" I said one word: "No."

Rondomness

A cream dream. It would go great with my X-Wing. "Stay on target! STAY ON TARGET! AHHHHH!! ::dead::"

Nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach diarrhea! Pepto-Bismol Max!(via E) Other Pepto commercials.

The Number 23. A film which is based around one man becoming obsessed with the number and begins going crazy insane. Oh yeah, tomorrow's date (Valentines day) adds up to 23. 2+14+07 = Sorry lovers.

Brackets for the state wrestling championships have come out. You can see where Alex is. He is the second youngest kid there. He leaves tomorrow and wrestles Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. WISH HIM LUCK! My mom is going, so I'll have her get pictures to post.

There's effing TV on the Radio! No change there.

Dog Days Return

I was kind of demoted at work yesterday. Well, not really, but it sure feels like it. I make the same pay, get the same hours, I just work in a different section. Up until two days ago I worked in "center" which is everything between the food aisles on the left and the large appliance aisles on the right. The work was fun as was the crew, which made getting up between midnight and four in the A.M. much easier. I guess that a veteran employee had to move back to center, which means that someone had to move out. The newbie, me. Lets just say I was too happy with the decision. Center you have actually think about what is going on: Product place, aisle moves, if sales are up or down. Foods in mindless. Foods is for zombies.

No more merchandising stories coming from me. I'm just gonna kick it into fourth gear (VW Bug fourth), make that place look pristine, and try and get myself promoted elsewhere. I'm makin' supervisor.

DVDs Puchased

Since moving into the APT I have purchased a few more DVDs than average, here is the list:

Tourgasm
Talladega Nights
Dead Man's Chest
Arrested Development Seasons 2 & 3
Chappelle's Show Season 2
Mystery Men
Jackass 2
Employee of the Month
Munich
Inside Man
Superman Returns
Nacho Libre
Clerks II

I've yet to start going back to my roots and getting my old favorites yet, but that day will come soon.

We Know Him As Flex

My younger brother qualified for the 4A State Wrestling tournament in Salem with a 3rd place finish at his District Championships. Everyone had been there to watch his wrestle knows that he would have taken 1st place in districts if the refereeing at the meet wounldn't have been so shotty. In his first match of the day he wrestled the guy who eventually placed 1st. Alex overpowered him on to his back and in to a "head and arm" for over a minute, and on tape you can see him pin him more the one time, but for soem reason the referees weren't havin' it. He lost 6-5 that match, then won his next two to take 3rd, each with a pin. Alex is only a sophmore and as a freshman didnt win a single match. Conrats, Alex.

THIRD-FOURTH FINALS

103 — Justin Conn, NV, dec. Nick Johnson, Hen, 13-8; 112 — Alex Littlefair, HV, dec. Rhino Prince, IV, 6-1; 119 — Luke Amuchastegui, Pho, pinned Robert Easley, NV, 1:45; 125 — Quayde Fisher, IV, pinned Reece Stone, HV, 2:48; 130 — Matt Cornish, NV, dec. Cody Jackson, Hen, 10-7.

135 — Robert Balsz, Hen, pinned Jack Elam, Pho, 1:25; 140 — Robert McGregor, Hen, dec. Tony Norman, NV, 14-13; 145 — Morgan Warr, Hen, dec. Brandon Miller, HV, 8-7; 152 — Rett Heggie, Hen, pinned Zach Everman, HV, 4:47.

160 — Brett Mathes, Hen, dec. Matt Wiegand, Pho, 3-1 OT; 171 — Jared Schneider, Hen, dec. Mike Hohn, HV, 9-7 2OT; 189 — Lance Tausaga, IV, pinned Keegan Argraves, Pho, 2:29; 215 — Alex Machado, Pho, pinned Issac Perez, HV, 2:34; 285 — Josh Humphreys, RR, pinned Doug Byrum, Hen, 1:57.

Splooge

Saturday morning I go to work at 2 am and finish up around 9 or 10 am. I then go back home and sleep until 6 pm where I then go in for our inventory audit until 10 pm. After, I go back home and sleep until 4 am of Sunday morning and work my scheduled shift. Friday night I will be at the South game and I have to somehow make it to my brothers district meet for wrestling that is going on Friday and Saturday.

At work today I helped LaPorte dust mop his aisles. He laughed with another employee at the style in which I was sweeping. So I went about my regular sweeping duties and then left all the everything that I picked over up in his aisle. I went back to the bailer where LaPorte was then asked him why he was making me look like a fool in front of the other Costco workers. He said that it was because he was old and when I get old I will pick on the younger guys even if they are good workers. I told him we (Costco) had "LaPorte Shorts." He asked what those were. I told him they were the same as those ugly ass sweat shorts that he always wheres. He said, "Huh?" I showed him and he asked if they had a loose frontal section for saggy balls. I said, "Huh?" He said he wants shorts like these (cargo style), but you have to have nice looking underwear to have those kinds of shorts and be able to wear them around your hips like the rest of these "nerdy mother f&@#%!$." He also said that his thongs weren't pretty enough to be hangin' out like that. He asked if I was making fun of his shorts and walked off with his cart. When he looked back at me his flatbed slammed into his fingers which were connected to his cart. It looked like it hurt. I told him he shouldn't of made fun of me like that when I swept his aisles. I said it was the karma chameleon biting him.

Ghost ride da whip! Ghost, ghost ride da whip! Ghost, ghost, ghost ride da whiiiiiip! And that's just off the top of my head.

If you like Shown of the Dead then watch out for Hot Fuzz. Trailer!

A History of Deviance

Scott and I went the movies a couple nights ago. We planned on seeing The Departed and when we arrived at the ticket box we could see that the inside podium was down, meaning that there was no one to check our tickets. We walked right in. As Scott made his way down the right hall (he was ahead of me) a manager asks for our tickets to that we may be directed to our film. Like always I came over and saved the night in the clutch. Confident as fuck I walked up and said, "Right hall? She said right hall, right? Aight, lets go." The manager looked confused for a second, so to calm her a little I said, "Hey, don't worry about it, really. Thanks for your help." It's obvious that she was intimidated my suave demeanor and convinced herself that if we in fact did not have tickets we have curled up in a ball right there, like pussies. Pussies we are not, dude. Scott said one thing after we got into the theater. "Bones." We then pounded fists like the effing players that we are.

Oh yeah, Scott took some matters into his own hands. He dun mess around.