happy st. patricks day ... when beer turns green in boston.

not to linger on the whole passion of christ thing, but if the jews werent responsible for killing jesus, then who was? im not asking to be sarcastic, i really dont know. does anyone know the second half of the argument?

Worst People of All-Time (not in order):
Adolf Hitler
Vlad Tepes
Benito Mussolini
Julius Rosenberg
Mao Tse-tung
Benedict Arnold
A.J. (106 and Park)
Timothy McVeigh
Osama Bin Laden
Janis Joplin
Sadaam Hussein
Bruce Barrett (high school guidance counselor)
Slobodan Milosevic
Fidel Castro
Tomas de Torquemada
Martha Stewart
Joseph Stalin
Skeet Ulrich (just for the name)
Pol Pot
Bill Bellion (high school french teacher, volunteer fireman)
Rasputin

thats all i have for now ... and its time to go home. so lemme know who else makes the list. no doubt ill have to endure many stupid suggestions.

Buffy Does Jacksonville

beach party 2004 was a rousing success, despite my complete and total lack of preparation. thankfully my friends and roomates took the time and money to purchase delicious beverages, decorations (beachy stuff), bring in beach chairs, and invite people. i didnt do any of these things, nevermind clean the apartment before or after the party. to be fair though, not a tremendous amount of cleaning was done after the party. i also have yet to chip in for the booze or decorations. in fact, i slept from 430-930 and by then people were showing up and the boozefest had begun. despite my low involvement level i did have a fantastic time highlighted by key appearances danielle, scandier, justine, byrne (sp?) and his sister (hospital visit ... oopsy), nader, Ja, jeff allen, buckley, shaw reshaw way, pete street, and 1000 other people i never met before. good times.

good weekend. friday i went out with work buddies. disguised as team bonding, many beers were consumed on the company dollar. first we went to the sunset grill in allston, famous for its absolutley silly beer selection. 112 taps. some obscene amount of different beers. next we tried jillians where leo (age 35) got turned away for only having his hong kong id. boston billiards didnt care so we drank and played more. the older gentlemen grew tired around 12 and left me to carouse by my solo. i returned to jillians in hopes of meeting up with jess, neil, martin, and a slew of neil's crew. luckily i knew somebody working there and disappeared into Tequila Rain (the club downstairs) to continue my search. i found them, enjoyed a wet t-shirt contest, drank more beer, and stumbled home around 230. while on the home stretch, within sight of my building, you know what happens? my right shoelace comes undone. great, just what i needed. honestly retying a shoe that has already been tied ... that seems a little ridiculous. once should be more than enough.

ive been known to crack my neck. numerous times per day in fact. id say, approximately 25 times, though it actually only cracks about 10 of those times. today, one of the ten almost robbed me of my eyesight. after cracking my neck my vision went all crazy colors, bright purple, orange, yellow and red. happily my regular vision with the colors im accustomed to returned after about 5 seconds

a few days ago i wrote about my bosses boss and how he was a killing machine UFC fighter. come to find out today, he is still very active in UFC competition and has been known to come to work sporting various bandages, eyepatches, slings, stitches and casts in a fightclubesque manner. there is no doubt in my mind that this guy could, and more importantly would, tear my torso into pieces if he wanted to.

Land of Confusion - Genesis. watch the video. its a good one.

stupid white trash

The Power of Love, by Celine Dion. the first girl to sing me this song wins an invitation to marry me.

by the by, kinlin started writing again, the lazy bastard. check it out maybe. or not.

15 people were fired today from my company. many more layoffs are expected this week ... makes for a fun co-op. no way anyone is gloomy or pissed off. nope, just totally content happy workers. like kinlin.

i went to the lane health center yesterday after leaving work early to make my appointment. whoopsy, i guess my doctor didnt come into work! thanks a lot lady. plus, the next available time .... MAY 27th. absurd.

Mark Lefebvre. this man is my bosses boss. my office is directly adjacent to his. passive aggressive is his nature, going straight to my boss whenever he catches me on the computer. never will he tell me first, in fact, ive exchanged no more than 10 words with the man. unfortunately afflicted with a perma-scowl, i am deathly afraid and intimidated by him. when i spoke to my boss about my fears, he laughed and laughed. after telling me my fears were in fact very justified, he added that Mark is a former UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) fighter. for the uninformed/girls, this is the best (read: toughest, most gruesome) fighting league that is legal in the united states. basically it means that this guy is an animal. consequently, ive begun bringing a sharpened stick to work for protection.