sfaJack
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January 16th, according to foxsearchlight.com. Took me a few minutes to find it though.
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Astros sign Aaron F'n Boone to a 1 year deal worth $750k. The thinking is he'll platoon with Geoff Blum, playing primarily against left-handed pitchers.
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One word of caution: I don't know if that scenario generator is totally accurate because if you input the Colts winning out and the Titans losing out (which should happen), it has Indy as the #2 seed and Tennessee as the first wild card and that is NOT possible. Tennessee has already clinched the division and at least the #2 seed due to being 7-1 in common games versus Indy's 6-2.
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Looks like it's "win out and pray" for me.
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That's right, bitches. It snowed. Yesterday. More than one inch. IN HOUSTON. Does THAT sound like global warming to you??
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Suck it, "global warming" nutjobs
sfaJack commented on sfaJack's blog entry in Notes From Cubicle 211-A
Neither did I. In fact, I had this text exchange with a friend of mine: FRIEND (4:38 p.m.): It's SNOWING!! ME: Yeah, great. Gonna be a bunch of dumb motherfuckers on the road for the drive home. Sure enough, traffic was slowed to a crawl in a few spots because some of us down here are too ignorant to realize that snow, sleet, and ice make roads slick. But, hey, if Smuesette is coming back any time soon and wants to bring more Alaskan air with her, I welcome her. We have 9 months of temperatures that are either "warm" or "hot"--I think it's only fair that we get a few days of freezing weather every now and then. -
Suck it, "global warming" nutjobs
sfaJack commented on sfaJack's blog entry in Notes From Cubicle 211-A
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And I'll go one further and say that he'll be dead within 5 years, prison or not.
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Post in this thread if you have never stood in shin-deep snow
sfaJack replied to a topic in General Chat
Most I've ever been around was last Christmas in Missouri, but it was only ankle-deep. Other than that, I've never experienced more than a light dusting of the ground. -
Incidentally, you wouldn't believe the amount of "SIGN JON GARLAND NOW" there is coming from Astro fans. I think they remember him pitching for the White Sox in '05 and thus he is great. Although I suppose he is a better option than giving Brandon Backe even one more start.
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Gotta get those conference wins for tiebreaker purposes, baby. I just hope I'm in position to use them in 3 weeks.
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I can't possibly be 1-3 against the NFC when I haven't played the Eagles yet.
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It's not that they're cutting payroll; Drayton McLane wants to keep it around $90 mil, like it was in '08. The Astros announced that they're freezing ticket prices for next season and apparently there's a couple of sponsors that aren't yet onboard for 2009 so they're unsure of how strong their revenues will be at this point. Plus, Drayton McLane wants to make him some profit. Ty Wigginton and/or Jose Valverde are more likely trade candidates. Each is due a big raise in arbitration and they can't fit both into the $90 mil payroll cap. Besides, Lee has a no-trade clause and has stated in the past that he doesn't want to go anywhere.
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This is probably the most boring day of work I've had since March or April. I basically have nothing to do as my latest project is at a point where I can do nothing further until I receive it back from the accounting manager assigned to it and either rework whatever needs rework or proceed to the next phase. So what am I left to do? Surf the Internet, of course. And post another high quality blog entry. Much like kkk yesterday though, I don't really have much to talk about. And my post won't even have the awesomeness that is the whale picture so you, dear reader, are screwed. A few minor news items, I guess: 1. I got a jury summons in the mail the other day for December 1. This is the second time I've been summoned for jury duty but the first time I will actually have to go. While I'm kind of excited about doing my civic duty to convict someone, I'm hoping like hell I'll get downtown and be dismissed rather quickly so I can go back home and play video games all day. My company pays us if we're out for jury duty so there is NO WAY I'm going to the office even if my jury day is over at 9 a.m. Of course, my luck will be not only will I get picked, but it'll be a case that lasts for three weeks. 2. sfaJill's been bitching lately about wanting a new cell phone because hers hasn't been working too well lately. Or something. I don't know. Since our cell phone contract was about to expire anyway, we went down to the T-Mobile store last Friday to renew it. I took advantage of the massive discount offered (with a 2-year extension of course) and snagged their new G1 phone. I've never got the appeal of the iPhone or any of that junk... ...until I played with this thing. I have no idea if it's 'better' than an iPhone or not but I don't care. I love this phone. I'm hooked. Call me a sheep; I do not care! Now all I need is friends to call or (preferably) text... 3. I just returned from a lunch with sfaJill and one of her friends at Yao Ming's bistro/bar here in town. I'd never been there before and my unrefined tastes in food probably can't tell good Chinese food from vomit-inducing, undercooked crap...but this was good Chinese food. Lunch menu prices, too so it's a double bonus. Plus, Yao's uncle came around to greet our table. Dude is like 6' 7". It was kind of strange to see an Asian dude that tall and he's not on a basketball court. Let's see...what else. The list of the world's most dangerous toys is out. It's official: we should just wrap all the little bastards in bubble wrap each morning before we send them out into the world. Remember potato guns? Lawn darts? Trampolines (without the net around it)? Sleeping in an actual treehouse you built yourself? TACKLE football?? Doing any of that shit would get your parents arrested these days.
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To the surprise of few, the Houston Comets are done. Maybe they could ask for a bailout. I think Bill Simmons had a line in of his columns years ago that said something like, "If you had the choice of getting $5 in cash or having your city's WNBA team win a title, which would you pick?" I know which one I would pick. Apparently my fellow Houstonians took their $5 and then chose not to purchase a Comets ticket with it. I personally never attended (or watched in entirety) a single game, but my favorite Comets memory is a coworker of mine relating the tale of how she used to go to a few each year when they first started in 1997 but stopped doing so because she was "tired of being hit on by bull dykes and ugly women." --------------------------- I didn't get picked for jury duty yesterday. I got downtown around 7:30 and then sat there playing my DS for 4 hours while watching several other panels of white people potential jurors get called. Finally, just before 11:30, they announced that those of us remaining were being dismissed and that our jury service was complete. While standing in line to get my work release form to prove to my boss that I wasn't just trying to scam a free day off, I asked the bailiff in charge what happened. He informed me that, based on my juror number (3555), I was 'definitely assigned to a court' but that there was 'probably a settlement reached in the case and a trial was no longer needed.' Score. I spent the rest of the day doing some Christmas shopping. I also filled out some form to give my $6 pay to the Texas Childrens Welfare Fund. I'm considering it my one good deed for the holiday season. Plus I don't want to have to go to the bank just to cash a check for $6. --------------------------- A recap of Thanksgiving With the In-Laws: Wednesday Night: they arrive at our house around 10:30 p.m. No joking: my mother-in-law brought 12 various bags and suitcases with her. For a four day weekend. Thursday afternoon: Lunch is at our house with the official feast scheduled for tomorrow at my sfaJill's sister's house. With the house full of additional in-laws, I retreat to my study and watch the Cowboys thrash the Seahawks. When I emerge around 6:30, I discover that sfaJill, her sister, and mother have all left to go wait outside of Michaels until it opened at 6 to buy some Christmas tree that is supposed to be 50% off. sfaJill's sister MUST have this tree for the entryway at their house. Thursday evening: They return with no tree. Apparently Michaels only had 7.5' trees and none of the 12' ones she wanted. Wal-Mart was also a bust. Sister-in-law is pissed and responds by pakcing up her crew and going home. Woo! Friday: Thanksgiving meal at sister-in-laws is supposed to be at 2:00. The in-laws rise early and head over before 8 a.m. to help get everything ready. sfaJill sleeps in until nearly 11. Ah, yes...a few hours of peace and quiet. That peace and quite would be shattered shortly after noon when sfaJill and her sister get pissed at each other because, apparently, the two of us were also supposed to arrive early to help set up and sfaJill was now in trouble because we are 'late.' "Fuck her. My sister's a bitch." are the only words spoken for a couple of minutes on our drive over after she angrily hangs up the cell phone. For the record, I do not recall being asked to come over early in the day to help. Also, I lost the bet with myself that the first fight between sfaJill and her sis would occur Friday. I bet on Thursday. At least the meal itself passes quickly and without incident. The hours of family board game time afterwards do not, however. Also, sfaJill's little brother arrived to join the group around 5:00. Without his white-trash girlfriend, who is a constant source of angst. Saturday afternoon: Father-in-law heads over to sister-in-law's house again. Mother-in-law and sfaJill, who reluctantly agreed to hit all the craft stores with her mom, head out for 4 1/2 hours of craft store fun. Finally...a break! Saturday evening: Back to sister-in-law's house for Friday leftovers. Neither sfaJill nor I want to go but since mother-in-law does and doesn't have any other ride over there, we have little choice. We leave after little more than an hour on the grounds that our hosts were doing a poor job of hosting (i.e. sfaJill is still kinda po'ed about Friday and doesn't like that her sister has said barely three words to her since we got there). Fine with me. I've had about enough 'family time' anyway. Sunday: More in-law fun--lunch with everyone at Saltgrass Steak House and then MORE board game fun at our house. Of course, this means that they don't actually leave town until nearly 6:00, making for nearly 4 days of family fun. sfaJill and I went to see Transporter 3 after they left. It's not horrible, but is definitely the worst Transporter movie. Even she admitted that it was time for them to go.
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Along those lines, people who smack their lips when they eat.
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Will Muschamp has been named 'head coach in waiting' to Mack Brown.
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Playoff predictions: AFC: 1. Titans 2. Steelers 3. Jets 4. Broncos 5. Colts 6. Patriots Jets over Patriots Colts over Broncos Titans over Colts Steelers over Jets Titans over Steelers NFC: 1. Giants 2. Cardinals 3. Panthers 4. Packers 5. Cowboys 6. Buccaneers Buccaneers over Panthers Cowboys over Packers Giants over Buccaneers Cowboys over Cardinals Giants over Cowboys (FUCK FUCK FUCK)
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I forgot my wedding ring at home today. I'm not sure how it happened, but I walked out of the house without it on my finger and didn't realize it until I was almost all the way to the office. Oh well. Whatever, right? WRONG Fast forward an hour or so. This happens: *desk phone rings* sfaJill's cell phone number is on the display. "Hey, babe." "Hi, honey. I've got a question for you." "What?" "Are you feeling different today? Maybe more...single?" "Yeah, I know. I forgot my ring." "Uh huh." "You saw it on the dresser, didn't you?" "Uh huh..." (sarcastically) "And you're calling to lecture me about it, aren't you?" (seriously--definitely not sarcastic) "How did you forget it?? How did that happen?" "I don't know. I guess I just forgot to put it on." "But how? You have the same routine every morning! How did you not realize you forgot your ring?" ... "Are you really this upset about me forgetting my ring?" "No. But I just thought you would be more aware of it. It's your ring!" "You sound upset." And it went on for a couple more minutes. I neglected to bring up the number of times that's she either left her ring at home or we've had to pull back into the driveway because she suddenly realized she didn't have it. And nevermind that this is the first instance of me forgetting to put the goddamn ring on that either of us can remember. Yet, somehow, it was the crime of the fucking century this morning. Bitches be trippin'.
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N.Y. Jets at New England (3.5)
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No. If the Lions win a game, it won't be on the road. It'll be either New Orleans or Minnesota. Minnesota is more likely as they aren't that good to begin with and the fat Williams twins ought to be suspended by then.
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When the subject of moving first came up, she got quite annoyed when I told her maybe she should just suck it up (about the commute) and deal with it. Honestly, if our roles were reversed and I was the one doing the driving, that's what I'd do. Of course, I'd leave the house at 5 a.m. to beat rush hour each way; she can't/won't do this because she is NOT a morning person.