Domestic Geek

From Reverie:

Ok, one more post and then I'm going to bed. I promise. Check out these editorial cartoons. My favorite ones are the NYC skyline and the WTC towers in heaven. Check out the other links on the page. Some rather interesting things here.

I know, I know. I said I was going to bed. I hate going to bed at 5:30 p.m.

An interesting article found through badjuju.

A couple of guys I met at school and I were talking today about a guy who used to be in our networking classes. He's in his 30's and he is supposedly job hunting. He had jet black hair that he has now dyed blonde. They wanted to start calling him Ponyboy (after the Outsiders movie character and the line "Stay golden"). So, this led to a conversation about The Outsiders and who starred in it. I can't believe how many well-known people were in the cast: C. Thomas Howell, Ralph Macchio, Emilio Estevez, Rob Lowe, Leif Garrett, Matt Dillon, Patrick Swayze, Tom Cruise, Diane Lane, etc. I remember it was one of my sister's favorite movies. She could quote the whole thing from memory. I put it on my Amazon wishlist, so somebody get it for me for Christmas. OK? Make sure it's DVD.

I was talking to the store owner today. He's finally getting mad about the crappy customer service his stores have and the effect it had on sales. I tried to tell him he had a major problem last January, but I guess it wasn't hitting him hard enough in the wallet for him to take notice. Combine that with the fact that cheese prices have gone through the roof and he's finally concerned. It figures he's threatening to do something about it now that I'll be leaving since I'm going to have a new job soon (see, I'm thinking positively!).

There's this creepy guy that lives next door. He must be late 30's or early 40's and still lives with his mommy. She told me he was a truck driver. I don't know when he works, he always seems to be home. There is a rule about not working on cars in the park, but he's always out trying to get this Subaru he bought working. It smells like gasoline outside constantly. He's always standing on the front steps smoking, too. He better not blow our houses up. It seems like whenever I go to the kitchen to get a drink or let the dogs out or when I come home, there he is. Ick.

Well, I'm going to bed now. I'm making two day's worth of dough at both stores tomorrow so I don't have to make any dough on Thursday. That's the day of the big CollegeAmerica career fair and I don't want to be sweaty and stink like onions if there are actually any prospective employers there.