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11/11/04: Coming Up Aces According to my friend Brady, something big is going to
happen today. He's not an especially superstitious guy, but he says there has
been an uncanny preponderance of the numbers "1-1-1-1" in his life over the last
few months. He looks at a clock, it's 11:11. He gets somebody's phone number, it
ends in 1111. He tallies up the money he's spent in bars over the last three
weeks, it's $1111. Because of this, he is convinced that there
The skeptic in me thinks he's probably just noticing a slight increase in 1111's because it is such a memorable set of digits. In other words, if he saw the numbers "1209" more often than he usually does, he wouldn't notice. And even if he's right, if 1111's are coming into his life at a completely alarming rate, I tend to believe it means nothing. In general, I don't believe in any hocus pocus. But I will be on my guard, just a little bit. And I'll be hoping for something great for humankind. In rough order, here are the 11 most enjoyable things to do on a basketball court: 1. Dunk in someone's face* There are flakes, there are knuckleheads, there are crazy people, and then there is Ron Artest. Incredible. No way the Pacers win it all this year. How do you deal with a guy like that? Not that he's a horrible person, but man I'd do anything to keep him off my team. I say that despite having total respect for what he brings to the game. He's just too nutty. His explanation for his behavior included this classic: "What does 'integrity' mean?" Today at work I spent a significant portion of my day bitching with Mrs. Smal about people who make more money than we do. One cat in particular who is neither competent nor hardworking earned a significant gas face. The irony of two employees sitting around at work IMing about how little work one of their co-workers does was not lost on us. And in the past, I have been pretty good about not getting caught up in how much money other people at work make. After all, if I am not happy about my salary (and trust me, I am not), it's up to me to ask for more money and leave if I don't get it. So I understand my role in my own bitterness. But this one guy is just so overpaid and pretty much unnecessary, it's hard not get worked up over it. I feel that I deliver just as much incompetence for far less money. Not fair. Later a co-worker friend came up to me and told me he is starting a blog. He said once he gets it going he will tell me the URL. I almost felt obligated to tell him about this site, but I wisely bit my tongue. The more people at work who know about your blog, the more likely you are to either -get fired, or I felt like giving him this piece of advice, as he is one of the most sarcastic and vocal critics of our company, and I am sure he will carry that over to his site. But he's a big boy, and he's smart enough to avoid getting in trouble. After all, he also makes a shitload of money and can't afford a dismissal. I regret the continuing confusion and controversy regarding
the google image search game. But I am digging the pics that come up and for the
most part I think it's been fair. New rule: no hints until 5pm on the day
of the posting. We move on to today's image. HERE IT
IS, PUNKS.** Also, one note: Tailpipe Randy, who represents the #1 result
for the term "idiot," is also #1 under "moron." That's quite a feat. |
will be some sort
of global event today, 11/11/04. He hopes it's a positive one. Of
course, I would estimate that less than half of all global events could be
described as positive. So the 1's are really sort of ominous.