Friday, September 29, 2006

Photo Friday (Holy Crap)

After Kristy Alley lost all that weight, she decided to donate her old clothes to the poor.

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Thursday, September 28, 2006

I'm back

I've return from the trip to head office. It was nice but I'm glad to be home. I'm still tired from from the jet lag so I'll just mention some highlights.

Watching The Amazing Race at 37,000 ft is really cool.

It seems that everyone was screwing up a bit to slow my approach to the hotel and even then the hotel messed up.

My rental car was a Toyota Matrix.

Everyone at Computer Operations in head office are a geat bunch of guys. They even took me out to the CN tower and for dinner.

One of them tried to kill me by jumping on the glass floor at the CN Tower.

I picked up a lot of new knowledge that will look good on my resume.

If rumors are true, I'm going to be doing a lot more travelling in the near future.

I didn't get the chance to swim in the hotel pool.

I tried to meet up with Miss Jay but it didn't happen.

I enjoyed Toronto but its nice to be back home in Calgary.

My 2 Bytes

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Ok I'm taking off.

I'm going to be heading for the airport soon but I have a few moments so I thought I'd share some feeling with everyone.

I'm really looking forward to this trip. Not because its a chance to get out of the city or that work is paying for it. I'm excited that I'm going to get the opportunity to expand my skills. While the trip was cut short, its still looking forward to the training on other computer systems that I've never had the opportunty to learn about. I'm looking forward to sitting meetings to discuss the changes that are going to be occuring. I'm looking forward to putting a face to the name and voices of people I talk to several times a week.

Now I'm not sure if I'll be able to post before I return (I may find a way), but if not then I assure you that I'll be enjoying the training and the indoor pool after work.

I'm not planing on doing much, if any, sightseeing. I've been to Toronto many times so its not a big deal, but if anyone wants to get together, give me a call at the Hotel. I'm staying at the Park Place Hotel by Pearson.

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Saturday, September 23, 2006

Friday, September 22, 2006

Photo Friday

In honor of Jay's new bundle of joy.

My 2 Bytes.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

A minor concern.

I just realized that Sunday will the first time I've flown since I've seen Snakes on a Plane.

Mmmmm. I hope there aren't any Mother Fucking Snakes on that Mother Fucking Plane.

Just a thought.

My 2 Bytes

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

I'm leaving on a JET PLANE

I was feeling gloomy earlier this week but some has happened a work. Something BIG. !!! I’m scared that I’m going to jinx it by saying something but .. I’m going to say it anyway since this if going to affect the blog as a whole. I’m spending next week in Toronto. It appears that I’m spending next week at head office for training on some new technology that were going to add here. I’m not going to go into the tech details but its probably going to bore you but I’m TRAVELLING FOR FREE AND SPENDING A WEEK IN TORONTO, ALL EXPENSES PAID.


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Saturday, September 16, 2006

Friday, September 15, 2006

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Clean up your mess

So there’s this guy in Great Britain who’s a ‘street artist’. A professional street artist, who does his work by cleaning walls and sidewalks in order to create his works of art. Basically he picks a spot and cleans away the dirt and filth in a pattern of the piece he wishes to create. Oh and there are some officials who are upset and calling it vandalism.

I looked up “vandalism” in the dictionary and one of the definitions is “Willful or malicious destruction of public or private property”. So this would mean that he is defacing or destroying something. Oh and he uses water and a shoe brush to create his ‘scandalous graffiti’. So, according to these government officials, he’s defacing property by cleaning it.

Now I’m going to throw this idea out in the open and see how far I can take it. Now, let’s say that we wanted to stop this guy from cleaning designs and grafitti into the walls of the town I govern. So instead of complaining and threatening to have this guy arrested, how about you START CLEANING UP YOUR COMMINUTY. How about having city employees sweep the streets, clean the walls and do general upkeep to your community so that it doesn’t look like a pigsty. I’ve seen some of the pictures and they look pretty good. An island of cleanliness in a pigsty community. I think these city officials should be ashamed of themselves.

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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The poor poor fashion models

It looks like that I owe the modeling community an apology. For the longest time, I’ve always believed that models were just a bunch of pissed off bitches with attitudes, but now I know what’s really going on. They’re starving. I was reading about how a bunch of models were not allowed to work at some fashion show in Spain because they were underweight. When I observe videos of these women walking down the runway, I thought that that they were thinking that they were better than everyone else around them. Now I realize that they are actually thinking, ‘God, I’m so hungry’.

I applaud the people in the Madrid show in taking a stand in this. People are working so hard to make themselves look like there are starving in order to work for some snobbish agency and some ego driven designer. At last someone is saying, ‘these women don’t look healthy and this is projecting a negative image on young girls’. This is something that I applaud. Oh and the mayor of Milan is looking at doing the same thing, even if they have to make it a law.

Of course there are some people who are saying this is a bad thing. That people want to see underweight models on a runway. Some designers and executives at some of the modeling agencies are going waa waa waa. They thinking that the ‘war torn’ look is what people want. Well guess what? They don’t. Personally I’d be scared to touch these women for fear of accidentally breaking their arms.

I’ll be honest; I think women are more attractive when I can’t see their ribcage. I think women look better when they’re more than skin and bones. I think underweight models are creepy and I hope that one day, very soon, we will move past this disturbing trend. How can people think that these women are attractive when the thought of having sex with them creeps me out? I would constantly be in fear of hearing a ‘crack’ sound.

Oh on a side note. Tyra Banks and Naomi Campbell is still a self centered superbitchs so my apology doesn’t extend to them.

My 2 Bytes.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006


Someone called me Sir. I feel so OLD now.


My 2 Old Bytes. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

The Rage is returning

Today is one of those days. Problems keep reoccurring over and over again and I’m starting to hate the people who keep doing things that they know that they are not suppose to be screwing around with the PC's. I don’t want to mention names but some of them can just GO TO HELL. What I don’t understand is do these people know that they are annoying everyone around them? Do they realize that they are MORONS and JACKASSES?

There are some people who act like it’s my sole purpose is to cater to their needs. (Oh, I’m not talking about you Squeak, you ask, you don’t demand and that makes a world of difference. I’ll help you out anytime you need help.) They feel that I have to be subservient to them. The worst was when one told me to get safety cones because of a wet floor, due to an overflowing toilet. She got an ear full from me.

I’ve convinced now that certain people have been created just to annoy the piss out of me. When I lived in Ontario, there was this one person, and everything about her annoyed me to no end. Her nasally whiney voice. How she invited herself to outings. How she had to ask questions in the middle of movies. WHY DO SOME PEOPLE DO THAT? Now the weird thing that I found her genetic sister living here in Calgary. She looks almost exactly like the person in question and based on my brief encounters, she’s just as rude and pathetic. Once again I’ve found proof that God hates me.

However I won’t give up that easily. They will not destroy my will to live.

Mmm I’m starting to sound like the bitter me from before the IT job. This must mean that it is indeed, time to leave. That is, find another job. I’m starting to feel the rage again. I just heard that someone else is giving their notice as I type this post. They are leaving and I am still here. The writing is on the wall. THE INNER RAGE HAS RETURNED.

Yes people, the dread and hatred I felt towards work has returned. It’s not to the point where is was before, but I can feel the rage inside me. It’s defiantly time to move on. Good thing I updated my Resume last week because of the wireless phone incident.

My 2 Bytes.

Monday, September 11, 2006

It was the end of the world as i knew it

I remember five years ago today. I remember it as if it was yesterday. I’ve read a couple of blogs where people discussed their 9/11 experiences. Jay’s blog has a good post, about that day. I’ve read about fear and rage, but none of them seemed to reflect the feeling that I had during that day; first, the disbelief and then, later in the day the shame. To this day, I still feel shame over that day.

That day started normally enough, I had class so I was on campus. I had no idea what was going on in New York. I never turned on a TV or a radio before I went in. I was concerned with assignments and classes. The little things.

I went through my first class, in ignorant bliss of the changing world around me, and the first sign that there was something wrong was while I was in the computer lab. I wasn’t able to access CNN or any other news site so I figured that there was a problem with the net connection, never thinking that all the news sites were bogged down due to the amount of people looking for information about what was going on.

Then I started hearing people talking about it, about New York and the Towers, and then the Pentagon. At first I thought they were talking about some TV movie that I missed and then I tried to go to again and the webpage came up and I thought “my god, someone hacked CNN”. I thought this because it seemed more realistic than what was really going on.

It was soon after that someone told me about the Towers and that there was a TV set up in the Student Lounge. It was in that room that reality finally set in as I watched the news coverage, the replay of the events from earlier in the day. I watched the end of the world as we knew it.

The rest of the morning allowed me the opportunity to let reality sink in. I went to my other 2 classes, but mentally I was somewhere else.

The afternoon was where the shame sank in. There were some points of rage and disgust but mostly shame. I remember hearing some woman talking about how ‘things would get back to normal’ in a few days. I wanted to say that things will never be the same again. I remember overhearing 2 guys talking about ‘how cool’ it looked when the towers fell. When I heard that I wanted to scream, and choke the life out of those 2 stupid retards.

The shame came at work when I did nothing. I went to work and did my job like it was any other day. Inside, my mind was screaming. I kept telling myself, that I should be doing something. ANYTHING!!! Donating blood, donating money, SOMETHING, but I just did my job. My boss acted like it was a normal day and when I asked about having a radio to hear the coverage, he said something about meeting our customer’s needs. I wanted to beat him to death at that point but I did nothing.

What I remember from 9/11 was that thousands of people lost their lives and I did nothing. That is my shame.

My 2 bytes.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

The Clip of the Week (The Girl who feared Pickles)

I still wonder if this is a April Fools prank or is this girl seriously disturbed.

My 2 bytes

Thursday, September 07, 2006


I was going to write some poof post about how I wasn’t able to post on other people’s Blogger blog because I switched to the new Beta, but then something occurred at work today. Now I haven’t posted anything about work for some time because for the most part, I was happy, but things have been getting weird and unpredictable.

It all started when my boss quit. Now there were rumors that she was fired but I choose to believe (and have some inside information which proves that I’m right) that she left on her own accord. I can honestly say that she was the first boss that I totally respected. I took pride in covering the IT aspect of the building making sure that I knew the solution to a problem almost right away.

So she’s gone and we only have an operations person and some people from Toronto who come and go and things have gotten a bit weird. I get the feeling that I’m no longer appreciated from this operations guy. Nevermind the fact that I had to come in on multiple Saturdays (at a moment’s notice in one case) to help bring the network back up. Nevermind the fact that I keep everything up and running. Nevermind that fact that I’m also training staff on how to Microsoft Excel. You get the point.

This is what set up off. We’ve been short on wireless phones, so short that I had to surrender my phone to someone from Toronto, who’s working onsite here for about a month (I’m not going to get into that) and I’ve managed to get 4 phones to be shipped from head office next week. So I e-mail the operations guy (acting manager) that I’ve managed to get the phones and that I will be taking on of them for myself. His response is that the phones should go to the Supervisors and lead hands first because they are important. They are important? WHAT AM I, CHOPPED LIVER!!!!

Well fine then. Next time he’s trying to call me to fix something on his laptop, I’m not going to be at my desk and he won’t be able to reach me because I don’t have a wireless phone.

On the bright side, its a great way to be motived to update your resume.

My 2 Pissed Off Bytes.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Everyone has a right to an education. EVERYONE.

I hate bureaucrats. I always have and I always will. I hate anyone who feels that words on a piece of paper are more important than people, their rights and their dignity.

Here in the city, there’s this disabled teen who’s not going to school because the school board won’t allow his service dog on school property. Why? Because it’s in the rules. It’s school policy. Because THEY SAID SO.!!!

These people don’t care about this teen’s right to maintain his dignity. They don’t care about this teen’s wish to maintain some independence. All they care about is their stupid rules. No running in the halls. No loud music. All tests must be written with a HB pencil. NO INDIVIDUALITY !!!! I just love the excuses the school board is giving. Some people are scared of dogs, or someone might be allergic. So instead they decide the discriminate against a disabled teen. Nice. Oh, did I mention that the dog is a POODLE!!!

The part that I love most though is when the school board said if the parents were to submit written documentation from the teen’s doctor, parents and the people who donated the dog, then they would ‘review’ the policy. Great; more paperwork for the bureaucrats. Here’s an idea. How about all you paper pushing jackasses lift your heads out of those kilometers of rules and actually visit the guy and see for themselves, but we couldn’t do that. Nooo… Then this person would actually have a face, a life, instead of being a case number.

Well you paper pushers keep on looking at your documents because you’ll be receiving more of them, from the parent’s lawyer and Alberta Human Rights Commission. The parents have filed a complaint.

Education is a right in Canada and right now the Calgary Board of Education is denying this teen the right to an education. That is inexcusable. The Calgary board should be ashamed of itself.

My 2 bytes.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Steve Irwin (1962-2006)

I was in an electronics superstore when I saw first saw it on CNN. Steven Irvin killed. I thought to myself, “Wow, this is really something”. What really shocked me was that it was a stingray that did him in and not a crocodile. I honestly believe that this man could not feel fear. I really don’t. He would do things with these animals that so sane person would do. Because I that, I think that this had something to do with his death. Then again, he was out of his element, being in the ocean dealing with a stingray as opposed to dealing with a crocodile on dry land or in a pond. The animal that made him famous.

I wish to send my condolences to his family and friends. I pay my respects to a man who lead life to the fullest.

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Friday, September 01, 2006