Which of your friends would you choose for your significant other to marry if something were to happen to you?"
I like to think that if something were to happen to me that Jake would be to heartbroken to even think of someone else. But, for this entry, I will play along. Jake has such a multi-fauceted personility that I don't think there would be just one person that would be able to handle him; Sometimes I really wonder how I do it! However, each one of them does posess certain qualitites that I know would be helpful to him and would also help him continue his life, even though it would be a miserable life without me!
I would choose Meranda for her practicality. She would do well in helping Jake manage his finances and keep him on track in the business area.
I would choose Jeannie for...well, lets just say she's a kinky one.
I would choose Carma because she is put together and I would feel good knowing that sh'e keeping an eye on him and making sure he's taking care of himself and the house.
I would choose April because she would play video games with him.
I would choose Anne because she likes to party, and we all know that deep down, Jake is still a party boy at heart.
I would choose Melanie because she is a damn fine cook and we also know that Jake would survive on frozen pizza and deep fried chicken wings if ther were noone to cook for him.
Now I just need to find a friend who likes to clean and he would be set!
Now as I read this over, I feel sort of bad. Jake might be better off with a combination of all of my friends and without me. I'm sure he would tell me otherwise...
Monday, April 30, 2007
It's A Man's World
So, I have been working for a few years now, and all of the places I have worked are predominatly a man's territory. I have always been treated decently and have never really had any problems with any male coworkers. So, when I took my current job in a more professional setting, I expected to be treated like a man...(not to brag or anything, but I work harder than all of them put together in this office).
There is a guy in my office who has a habit of coming and going as he pleases. He's one of those smooth operator type sales people and not really friendly. He's got a bad habit of trying to undercut the other sales people in the office and even lying to the customers. Here's the kicker...he's buddies with the boss!! This guy who lies to customers and cheats his coworkers and doesn't put in nearly the same amout of time that the rest of us do, and the boss likes him. He's good at getting customers to put down a deposit, but often times they fall through when people start to realize that the process is not quite the way that my coworker promises.
This coworker of mine took 7 deposits last week, one each day. He now feels that he should recieve some sort of preferential treatment from the rest of us. Today it was busy in the office, the weather is nice and we have an awesome promotion going on right now, and guess who decides to leave at 11:30 and not come back...yep, the same guy who lies to people.
As the day progresses we find out that he's trying to steal a deal from someone in the office, a deal that has pretty well finished (the salesman has been paid and the delivery date has been scheduled). My boss and I were chatting while eating our lunches and he made a comment about the hours that the subject in question keeps. I simply responded by saying that since I sold 2 houses today maybe it was time that I started coming and going as I please. (Let me take this time to add that I work all of my scheduled days, I don't leave early unless it was previously okayed, I schedule appointments and keep them, I work my days off if I have an appointment, and I don't smoke on the non-smoking property. I was sick 1 weekend and missed a Saturday while I was at Redi-Med and my boss chewed my ass for it!). My boss then has the gall to tell me that when I sell 7 houses in a week he might consider it.
WHAT THE CRAP IS THAT????? Am I doing something wrong? Does this have anything to do with the fact that I am a 23-year old woman working in an office with men who are 43+? What is going on, seriously?!? I am so close to finding a new job that I find it difficult to get out of bed most mornings. I start everyday wondering what kind of crap I will have to listen to from my superior and my coworkers. I am not a feminist, and I am fairly consertive or traditional when it comes to women's rights or whatever, but this is freaking ridiculus!!! I work hard and I deserve better than this. Right...
There is a guy in my office who has a habit of coming and going as he pleases. He's one of those smooth operator type sales people and not really friendly. He's got a bad habit of trying to undercut the other sales people in the office and even lying to the customers. Here's the kicker...he's buddies with the boss!! This guy who lies to customers and cheats his coworkers and doesn't put in nearly the same amout of time that the rest of us do, and the boss likes him. He's good at getting customers to put down a deposit, but often times they fall through when people start to realize that the process is not quite the way that my coworker promises.
This coworker of mine took 7 deposits last week, one each day. He now feels that he should recieve some sort of preferential treatment from the rest of us. Today it was busy in the office, the weather is nice and we have an awesome promotion going on right now, and guess who decides to leave at 11:30 and not come back...yep, the same guy who lies to people.
As the day progresses we find out that he's trying to steal a deal from someone in the office, a deal that has pretty well finished (the salesman has been paid and the delivery date has been scheduled). My boss and I were chatting while eating our lunches and he made a comment about the hours that the subject in question keeps. I simply responded by saying that since I sold 2 houses today maybe it was time that I started coming and going as I please. (Let me take this time to add that I work all of my scheduled days, I don't leave early unless it was previously okayed, I schedule appointments and keep them, I work my days off if I have an appointment, and I don't smoke on the non-smoking property. I was sick 1 weekend and missed a Saturday while I was at Redi-Med and my boss chewed my ass for it!). My boss then has the gall to tell me that when I sell 7 houses in a week he might consider it.
WHAT THE CRAP IS THAT????? Am I doing something wrong? Does this have anything to do with the fact that I am a 23-year old woman working in an office with men who are 43+? What is going on, seriously?!? I am so close to finding a new job that I find it difficult to get out of bed most mornings. I start everyday wondering what kind of crap I will have to listen to from my superior and my coworkers. I am not a feminist, and I am fairly consertive or traditional when it comes to women's rights or whatever, but this is freaking ridiculus!!! I work hard and I deserve better than this. Right...
Monday, April 23, 2007
The Legacy of the Rodeo Man
There's a hundred years of history and a hundred before that.
All gathered in the thinkin' goin' on beneath his hat
And back behind his eyeballs and pumpin' through his veins
Is the ghost of every cowboy that ever held the reins.
Every coil in his lasso's been thrown a million times.
His quiet concentrations been distilled through ancient minds
It's evolution workin' when silver scratches hide
And a ghostly cowboy chorus fills his head and says "Let's ride!"
He's got Buffalo Bill Cody and and Goodnight Jiggers boss
And all the brave blue soldigers that General Custer lost
The ghost of Poncho Villa, Sittin' Bull, and Jesse James
All gathered by his campfire keepin' score and taking names.
There's every Royal Mountie that ever got his man
And every day work cowboy that ever made a hand
Each man that rode before him, yup, every mothers son
Is in his corner rootin' when he nods to make his run
Freckles Brown might pull his bull rope, Casey Tibbs might jerk the flank
Bill Pickett might be hazin' when he starts to turn the crank
Plus Remington and Russell lookin' down his buckhorn site
All watchin' through the window of this cowboys eyes tonight
And standin' in the catch pen or in chute # 9
Is the offspring of a mountain that's come down from oldentime
A volcano waitin' quiet 'til they climb upon his back
Rumblin' like the engine of a freight train on the track
A cross between a she bear and a bad four-wheel drive
With the fury of an eagle when it makes a power dive
A snake who's lost it's caution or a badger gone beserk
He's a screamin', stompin', clawin', rabid mad-dog piece of work.
From the rollers in his nostrils to the foam upon his lips
From the hooves as hard as granite to the horns with dagger tips
From the flat black starrin' shark's eye that's the mirror of his soul
Shines the challenge to each cowboy like the devil callin' roll.
In the seconds that tick slowly, 'til he climbs upon his back
Each rider faces down the fear that makes his mouth grow slack
And cuts his guts to ribbons and gives his tounge a coat.
He swallows back the panic gorge that's risin' in his throat
The smell of hot blue copper fills the air around his head
Then a single solid shiver shakes away the doubt and dread
The cold flame burns within him 'till his skin's as cold as ice
And the dues he paid to get here are worth every sacrifice.
All the miles spent sleepy-drivin', all the money down the drain,
All the "If I's" and "Nearly"'s, all the bandages and pain,
All the female tears left dryin', all the fever and the fight
Are just a small down payment on the ride he makes tonight.
And his partner in this madness that the cowboys call a game
Is a ton of buckin' thunder bent on provin' why he came.
But the cowboy never wavers, he intends to do his best
And of that widow-maker, he expects of him no less.
There's a solemn, silent moment that every rider knows,
When time stops on a heartbeat like the earth itself was froze.
Then all that ancient instinct fills that space between his ears
'Til the whispers of his phantoms are the only thing he hears.
When you get down to the cuttin' and the leather touched hide
And there's nothin' left to think about, he nods and says "Outside"
Then frozen for an instant against the open gate
Is history turned to flesh and blood, a warrior incarnate
And while they pose like statues in that flicker of an eye
There's somethin almost sacred, you can see it if you try.
It's guts and love and glory - one mortals chance at fame
His legacy is Rodeo and Cowboy is his name!
All gathered in the thinkin' goin' on beneath his hat
And back behind his eyeballs and pumpin' through his veins
Is the ghost of every cowboy that ever held the reins.
Every coil in his lasso's been thrown a million times.
His quiet concentrations been distilled through ancient minds
It's evolution workin' when silver scratches hide
And a ghostly cowboy chorus fills his head and says "Let's ride!"
He's got Buffalo Bill Cody and and Goodnight Jiggers boss
And all the brave blue soldigers that General Custer lost
The ghost of Poncho Villa, Sittin' Bull, and Jesse James
All gathered by his campfire keepin' score and taking names.
There's every Royal Mountie that ever got his man
And every day work cowboy that ever made a hand
Each man that rode before him, yup, every mothers son
Is in his corner rootin' when he nods to make his run
Freckles Brown might pull his bull rope, Casey Tibbs might jerk the flank
Bill Pickett might be hazin' when he starts to turn the crank
Plus Remington and Russell lookin' down his buckhorn site
All watchin' through the window of this cowboys eyes tonight
And standin' in the catch pen or in chute # 9
Is the offspring of a mountain that's come down from oldentime
A volcano waitin' quiet 'til they climb upon his back
Rumblin' like the engine of a freight train on the track
A cross between a she bear and a bad four-wheel drive
With the fury of an eagle when it makes a power dive
A snake who's lost it's caution or a badger gone beserk
He's a screamin', stompin', clawin', rabid mad-dog piece of work.
From the rollers in his nostrils to the foam upon his lips
From the hooves as hard as granite to the horns with dagger tips
From the flat black starrin' shark's eye that's the mirror of his soul
Shines the challenge to each cowboy like the devil callin' roll.
In the seconds that tick slowly, 'til he climbs upon his back
Each rider faces down the fear that makes his mouth grow slack
And cuts his guts to ribbons and gives his tounge a coat.
He swallows back the panic gorge that's risin' in his throat
The smell of hot blue copper fills the air around his head
Then a single solid shiver shakes away the doubt and dread
The cold flame burns within him 'till his skin's as cold as ice
And the dues he paid to get here are worth every sacrifice.
All the miles spent sleepy-drivin', all the money down the drain,
All the "If I's" and "Nearly"'s, all the bandages and pain,
All the female tears left dryin', all the fever and the fight
Are just a small down payment on the ride he makes tonight.
And his partner in this madness that the cowboys call a game
Is a ton of buckin' thunder bent on provin' why he came.
But the cowboy never wavers, he intends to do his best
And of that widow-maker, he expects of him no less.
There's a solemn, silent moment that every rider knows,
When time stops on a heartbeat like the earth itself was froze.
Then all that ancient instinct fills that space between his ears
'Til the whispers of his phantoms are the only thing he hears.
When you get down to the cuttin' and the leather touched hide
And there's nothin' left to think about, he nods and says "Outside"
Then frozen for an instant against the open gate
Is history turned to flesh and blood, a warrior incarnate
And while they pose like statues in that flicker of an eye
There's somethin almost sacred, you can see it if you try.
It's guts and love and glory - one mortals chance at fame
His legacy is Rodeo and Cowboy is his name!
Friday, April 20, 2007
Friendship Is...
FRIENDSHIP IS
How can one possibly define friendship? Friendship to me has so many different meanings that apply to so many different individuals. How can one person who has multiple friends or aquaintences give one general meaning to all? Impossible I say!! For one instance, friendship can mean a tear filled phone call at three AM just because I can't sleep, flollowed by a trip to Steak-N-Shake just because they are open then. Friendship can mean drinking a couple bottles of wine, eating a whole bag of chips, then falling asleep in the same bed talking about your hopes and dreams. Friendship can mean an email out of the blue and reconnecting with your best friend from high school after nearly six years and feeling like one was just on a long vacation. Friendship can be a shoulder to cry on after a miscarriage, then a shoulder to cry on after a positive pregnancy test. Freindship can be a slobbery kiss from the puppy you realize is sometimes more human than you yourself. Friendship can mean a partnership and compatibility so valuable and intense that no words can describe. Friendship can mean a hug and a kiss after a long, hard day and a slap on the ass after a great sale. Friendship can mean a day at the zoo following around the peacocks laughing hysterically when they hiss. Friendship is having someone to go to an adult toy party with and not feeling like a weirdo for doing it, (and in this case, friendship is that bottle of booze that gave you the guts to show up and not hide your face behind a magazine!). Friendship can mean long roadtrips to nowhere in particular. Friendship can mean hours spent at Kohl's shopping for new purses and more clothes than you could ever need. Friendship can mean a loaf of bread when your bank is closed for a holiday weekend. Friendship is knowing that you have someone you can bitch about you lousy day to and that will offer insightful advice rather than judge you for anything at all. But above all, friendship is any combination of: love, trust, honesty, compatibility, comfort, acceptance, respect, security, companionship, marriange, sisterhood, family, experiences...the list is endless.
So, heres to all of you that are my friends...you know who you are! I love each and every one of you for the amazing person that you are and the completeness that knowing you brings to my life. You all have helped to shape me into who I am today!
How can one possibly define friendship? Friendship to me has so many different meanings that apply to so many different individuals. How can one person who has multiple friends or aquaintences give one general meaning to all? Impossible I say!! For one instance, friendship can mean a tear filled phone call at three AM just because I can't sleep, flollowed by a trip to Steak-N-Shake just because they are open then. Friendship can mean drinking a couple bottles of wine, eating a whole bag of chips, then falling asleep in the same bed talking about your hopes and dreams. Friendship can mean an email out of the blue and reconnecting with your best friend from high school after nearly six years and feeling like one was just on a long vacation. Friendship can be a shoulder to cry on after a miscarriage, then a shoulder to cry on after a positive pregnancy test. Freindship can be a slobbery kiss from the puppy you realize is sometimes more human than you yourself. Friendship can mean a partnership and compatibility so valuable and intense that no words can describe. Friendship can mean a hug and a kiss after a long, hard day and a slap on the ass after a great sale. Friendship can mean a day at the zoo following around the peacocks laughing hysterically when they hiss. Friendship is having someone to go to an adult toy party with and not feeling like a weirdo for doing it, (and in this case, friendship is that bottle of booze that gave you the guts to show up and not hide your face behind a magazine!). Friendship can mean long roadtrips to nowhere in particular. Friendship can mean hours spent at Kohl's shopping for new purses and more clothes than you could ever need. Friendship can mean a loaf of bread when your bank is closed for a holiday weekend. Friendship is knowing that you have someone you can bitch about you lousy day to and that will offer insightful advice rather than judge you for anything at all. But above all, friendship is any combination of: love, trust, honesty, compatibility, comfort, acceptance, respect, security, companionship, marriange, sisterhood, family, experiences...the list is endless.
So, heres to all of you that are my friends...you know who you are! I love each and every one of you for the amazing person that you are and the completeness that knowing you brings to my life. You all have helped to shape me into who I am today!
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