I should have taken a picture

I considered taking my camera to work to capture the state of my desk. Well, the state of my desk and my drafting table. Seeing those photos would have explained why I haven't blogged in a week.

I've been flippin' busy! How busy you may ask? Let's just say I know what time the AC in the office switches to "unoccupied" mode (aka doesn't keep the air as cooled since, in theory, there are no people in the building). That magical time would be 7:30pm.

You heard me. I worked till 7:30 the other night. Why, oh why, you say. Well, it would be because my rep was out of the office all day so I was flooded with phone calls and couldn't get to much of my real work...which included a bid for work at a hospital and a bid for work at an Armory. Both jobs bid on the same day. Oh, and I had stuff for the other rep because he was out of the office too and his main sales assistant wasn't coming in till almost 11am so I was getting some of his calls too.

It was a long, long, long freakin' week.

Speaking of work, I have a "None shall pass" update. Our receiving guy was dropping off something by the front offices and he passes by the open door of this particular assistant. He notices the table blocking the door and says, "I think that is a fire hazard. What if Sue couldn't get out the front door, she'd have to go through that door to get to the closest exit?"

Sales Ass. answers something along the lines of, "Are you sure? I don't think that's quite right."

"Why is the table blocking the door anyway?"

"I needed to move it so I could reach my dry erase board." (LIAR!)

(Editor's note: the board does hang on the wall the table used to be in front of, but if you slid the table down a little, you can reach the board...or you could use the spare chair to reach better)

"Besides," she adds, "someone put a little table in front of the other side of the door."

HER PANTS ARE ON FIRE! (too bad we can't get to the emergency exit) She was the one who put the little table in front of the door and added the sign.

In other news, I went and saw Inglorious Basterds and I was disappointed. I think Tarantino has fallen too in love with his dialogue because people would not stop talking in this movie! The ideas are cool, the European actors are great (esp. the main Nazi guy), and if it would have been trimmed down to about 2 hours, I think I would have really enjoyed it. Instead, I was checking my watch. The opening sequence had the tension sucked out of it because the two characters just kept talking and talking and talking. I wanted to yell out "the Jewish farming family is hiding under the floor boards...look down already!"

Most of the moments involving the American actors sucked. I thought Brad Pitt was doing a really bad George Bush impersonation. I have no idea why anyone thinks Eli Roth can act (not saying I can act either, but I know Tarantino has acting friends...he coule have used one of them instead of one of his directing buddies). Most of the rest of the "basterds" didn't even have lines. I kept looking at B.J. Novak thinking, why is Ryan from The Office in this movie? Shouldn't he be off making copies or something?

Finally, in two weeks, the new Muse cd is coming out. Since I decided to pre-order it through their website, I get some groovy, free downloads. In fact, watching those downloads held back my blogging by about 30 min. One of the videos was of a live performance of one of my favorite songs, "Stockholm Syndrome." The clip below isn't the live performance I got, but it's a damn good clip of the same song anyway. It's loud and a bit "guitar masterbation-y" at the end, but I love it. Enjoy.