The Frak is back!!

One of the best shows ever comes back for its final season this Friday. Battlestar Galactica has always been at the top of its game since it began. Nothing about this show disappoints and I'm sure this season will not be the exception to that rule. I can't wait to see what sort of rollercoaster ride the writers have planned for us.

Well, my brackets have virtually been busted. I have one team left. As luck would have it, all three of us who have brackets posted in back have chosen a different team to win it all so there will be no ties in this little pseudo competition. I was disappointed to see Davidson get knocked out. They had to be one of the more interesting and entertaining teams to watch play. And what the hell is up with Memphis? They seem to be playing the best ball of their lives and this is the time to do just that. Can't wait till this weekend!

Couple of quick side bits:

Watched The Capture of the Green River Killer on Lifetime Movie Network because I've had a crush on Tom Cavanagh since Ed was on the air. It wasn't bad. I was surprised to see James Marsters (woo Spike!) playing Ted Bundy.

Broke down and bought the Vampire Weekend cd because all the trades told me to. Glad I got it cheap. The first single is very catchy and I liked a couple of other songs, but I just didn't get into it. Maybe it's because the singer's voice doesn't do it for me. Oh well. New R.E.M. and live Muse out tomorrow!!!!

While flipping through the channels late at night, I stopped by to catch some of my fave trash tv, Cheaters. I don't know what it is about this show, but I feel compelled to watch. Perhaps its because I once saw a woman chase her cheating boyfriend into a public bathroom and beat him about the head with one of her shoes. Funniest. Thing. Ever. Anyway, in this episode, a guy was cheating on his "lady" with one of her own friends. The highlights included the moment when the guy decides to chase the camera crew out of the house by shooting them with paintballs, and the wrap up where the only comment from the "other woman" was she was glad she got some cash out of the deal by signing the release form after the incident was filmed. Ah...now that's class!

Things I Learned Watching March Madness

1. Adam Morrison looks like he is fronting a Motorhead tribute band.

2. Saul Williams' "List Of Demands" is my new favorite song.

3. I'd like a Sven.

4. I want to shave off all the half-ass facial hair jawline "beards" and random goatee type things.

5. I'm really tired of the chest thump. At this stage of the game, everyone is playing their hearts out, not just you. They are now banned. Xavier's Raymond gets a freebie though, because that 3 pointer at the end completely kicked ass.

On a side note, I felt a bit of naughty glee as I watched Joe Alexander from W.V. miss the free throw that would have won them the game. Perhaps this is karma paying him back for the comments he made following their win over Duke. I'm just sayin'...

Shiny, Happy, Blog

Seven more weeks!!!



I am loving the scruffy Thom by the way.

Couple of cd's to recommend and a flick bit to check out too.

Chapter 27, the new movie starring Jared Leto, has an exclusive 4 or so min. clip on http://www.comingsoon.net. He plays Mark David Chapman, the man who killed Lennon.

The new Stephen Malkmus and The Jicks cd, Real Emotional Trash, is really good. The group sounds much more like a band on this album rather than just a few of Stephen's friends that he invited over and asked to play some instruments while he turned on the recorders.

Also cool is the Gutter Twins-Saturnalia. Greg Dulli and Mark Lanegan (sp) have teamed up and not surprisingly the album sounds like a cross between Afghan Whigs and Screaming Trees, only done by more mature folk. Again, pretty obvious. So far I really like the song Idle Hands. Dulli's voice plays nicely off of Lanegan's, who sounds like a melodic Tom Waits.

I picked up the new B-52's cd yesterday. I haven't quite decided how I feel about it yet. I'm about half way through and while the tunes, for the most part, are quite fun and catchy, the lyrics are letting me down. I still really enjoy the first single, "Funplex."

Okay, Ghosthunters is on so I'm signing off.

Three More Straws

I think that's what I have left. Three more straws till the back is broken. Seriously, over my vacation I was actually looking at my savings account trying to figure out how many months I could survive without employment.

I began feeling stressed last night. I got a headache around 5pm that held on until around 1 am. My neck hurt, my back hurt, my shoulders hurt...it sucked. I wandered into work around 9am. Thankfully, my attendance at the managers' meeting wasn't required. I was in the worst mood. Here's why.

Fri. evening, a friend calls and leaves a message on my machine talking about brackets, etc. As a throwaway comment, she mentions that my night person is now working on the floor part time. I thought she was just giving me grief. When I spoke to another friend on Sat., I find out that the comment is indeed true.

Apparently, someone out there has decided that receiving is getting too many hours so my night person is no longer working 4-10 M-F. She is, as of today, working 2-6 on the floor and then 6-10 in receiving. Though, she should be getting a 30 min. break which more than likely comes out of my receiving time and she has to take a few minutes out to change her clothes too. All in all I am getting f**ked over and I don't even get a decent dinner out of the deal. Nor are the f**kers cute!!

The best part of all this fiasco revolves around a couple of bits. First, since my other full timer is still only working 4 of her usual 8 hours a day and my other night person only replaces 2 sometimes 3 days worth of those other hours, I have no idea how we can be over to the point of taking 6 hours away from my department. Secondly, I have yet to have any of this told to me by a manager. If the first friend hadn't mentioned it in my message, I wouldn't have thought to ask second friend. When I got to work today, I found my night person left me a Post It stating she had had her schedule changed without her desiring it.

At no time during the weeks before my vacation did anyone say anything to me about there being an issue with hours. Amazingly, this shit always seems to happen while I'm gone. Not one of the 5 managers that I saw today even mentioned this change to me, even casually. When uber came in back around 4:30 or so, he said "How was your time off?" I replied, "Nice."

That was flippin' it. No, "hey, I need to go over a few things with you...you may have noticed we had to change the schedule around a bit, here's why..." Nope. Nothing. Nada. The usual, I suppose.

I HATE THIS PLACE. I HATE THIS PLACE. I HATE THIS PLACE.

Oh, and Duke lost. Suck.