There was a moment last night, when she was sandwiched between the two Finnish dwarves and the Maori tribesmen, where I thought, "Wow, I could really spend the rest of my life with this woman".
- Derek Zoolander
It's been a long two weeks. I haven't had a day off from work since June 10th, so I'm really cherishing this week ahead of me. See, my sole responsibility is to make sure the Mahoning Valley Scrappers stop their bitching and become a well-fed, well-oiled, Single-A Baseball killing machine. This week, the Scrappers begin a week-long road trip, so I'm free from the shackles of my horrible job. You know, before this week, I didn't know that there even WAS a 5:30 am...
At last count, I have roughly 71 more days in Youngstown before Kent State begins it's Fall Semester. I can't wait. They say that you never realize how much you miss something untill it's not there every day, and that couldn't be any more true in this case. I miss my classes, I miss my friends I made at Kent, I miss my life at Kent, I miss it all. I especially miss not having a job...Cutting yourself while slicing tomatoes sucks. Hard. I hope those damn Cafaro's like their turkey wraps, because I think I lost the use of my left Index Finger while trying to make them.
The only other thing I have to mention is my un-dying love for the show, Scrubs. My buddy, Mikey V. got me into watching it last year at Kent, and I'm so hopelessly addicted to it. It's, without a doubt in my mind, the best show on TV. The only thing better than the writing on this show is the taste in music the producers of this show seem to have. Every episode, there seems to be 2 or 3 songs they play in the background that I've never heard before. Scrubs has turned me onto singers like Shawn Mullins, Jeremy Kay, The Buzzcocks, Colin Hay, Lazlo Bane, Guided by Voices, Nil Lara, and John Cale. Check out Scrubs on Tuesdays at 9:30. You'll love it just as much as I do if you give it a shot, no doubt.
Oh, and before I run, I have one more thing to mention...Jillie, sorry about prank calling you around 6 times Wednesday morning. I had my phone in my pocket and I forgot to turn the Keylock on. So, just to re-affirm what I'm saying...No, I didn't INTEND on calling you to find out your oppinion on French Toast. That question was directed to someone else. My bad.
Kahur kosh,
Colin
Friday, June 04, 2004
God of Rock, thank you for this chance to kick ass. We are your humble servants. Please give us the power to blow people's minds with our high voltage rock. In your name we pray, Amen.
- Dewey Finn (School of Rock)
Hey, sorry for the long period between posts. I really have to be honest...I don't have alot to talk about here, I'm kind of running on empty. The only thing that has happened to me between May 17th and June 4th is that I got a terrible, terrible job. A job where uncomfortable shoes and bow-ties reign supreme.
Yes, you are now reading the incoherant ramblings of the newest caterer for Jeff Chrystal's Catering company. If you look hard enough, I'm sure you'll me driving a very ugly-looking white van with "Chrystal's Catering" smacked on the side of it all over the Mahoning Valley. Just, do me a favor, if you DO see me...Don't make fun of my bow-Tie and ruffly shirt. I am very sensitive about my bow-Tie and ruffly shirt.
How about this, though. I've been working three weeks, and I've already recieved a promotion. I don't know if that's a GOOD or a BAD thing. I mean, I guess I like that they have faith in me, but it also means that I can't leave the job now because they're putting alot of responsibility on me. This means I have to put my life's dream of working at Toys R Us on hold for another few months...Grrrr...
Basically, what they want me to do is be the guy who handles alot of the catering duties for the Mahoning Valley Scrappers baseball team (Single A affiliate for the Cleveland Indians.) Chrystal's caters for all the louges and also they cater for the team themselves during their clubhouse meals. They like to have one person consistantly handle the duties for the sake of familiarity, I suppose. So, I guess it means that I could get the chance to meet some future Major Leaguers (Victor Martinez and C.C. Sabathia are both former Scrappers), but it also means I probably have to see some things in a Clubhouse that no man is supposed to see...Which is bad. I'd imagine alot of towel whipping goes on in a Minor Leauge clubhouse.
Te veo más tarde,
Colin
- Dewey Finn (School of Rock)
Hey, sorry for the long period between posts. I really have to be honest...I don't have alot to talk about here, I'm kind of running on empty. The only thing that has happened to me between May 17th and June 4th is that I got a terrible, terrible job. A job where uncomfortable shoes and bow-ties reign supreme.
Yes, you are now reading the incoherant ramblings of the newest caterer for Jeff Chrystal's Catering company. If you look hard enough, I'm sure you'll me driving a very ugly-looking white van with "Chrystal's Catering" smacked on the side of it all over the Mahoning Valley. Just, do me a favor, if you DO see me...Don't make fun of my bow-Tie and ruffly shirt. I am very sensitive about my bow-Tie and ruffly shirt.
How about this, though. I've been working three weeks, and I've already recieved a promotion. I don't know if that's a GOOD or a BAD thing. I mean, I guess I like that they have faith in me, but it also means that I can't leave the job now because they're putting alot of responsibility on me. This means I have to put my life's dream of working at Toys R Us on hold for another few months...Grrrr...
Basically, what they want me to do is be the guy who handles alot of the catering duties for the Mahoning Valley Scrappers baseball team (Single A affiliate for the Cleveland Indians.) Chrystal's caters for all the louges and also they cater for the team themselves during their clubhouse meals. They like to have one person consistantly handle the duties for the sake of familiarity, I suppose. So, I guess it means that I could get the chance to meet some future Major Leaguers (Victor Martinez and C.C. Sabathia are both former Scrappers), but it also means I probably have to see some things in a Clubhouse that no man is supposed to see...Which is bad. I'd imagine alot of towel whipping goes on in a Minor Leauge clubhouse.
Te veo más tarde,
Colin
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