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Name: JrkDog
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04/04/07

The Waiting Game

I’ve had some time off lately due to a small injury at work. Luckily my 'comp forum' buddies must have somehow sensed this and gave me plenty of reading to do. Everyone says that they hate the drama. Yet it is always the most active thread, most talked about subject. Today, I saw more people (online in the forums) then I ever have. But I digress.

I seemed to have pulled a chest muscle. Now, personally I think that if you don’t have any chest muscles, you shouldn’t be able to injure them. The problem was that because of a history of my lung collapsing (three times to be exact) I had to be sure that it was JUST a pulled muscle and not something more.

As I sat in the waiting room I looked around and noticed that everyone else was looking around also. I bet we were all playing the same game. You know the game, where everyone pretends to be interested in an out of date magazine. A magazine where they scratch the staff (who subscribed to it) names off of the label in the very (apparently) dangerous chance that one of us would get so fed up with the healthcare system and seek them out at their homes.

Anyways…….

We all glance up from our magazines and look around trying to guess what each others ailments are. On top of that we’re trying to guess who’s actually faking it. I am fortunate enough to find a seat that in a few moments will be occupied by a fellow sick person. I think his ploy is to get called quickly. By the loud grunts and groans, the sighs, the shiftiness, he hopes that enough attention will be drawn to him that they call on him quickly. He’s not the only one that hopes this. In playing my game I figured out right away what’s wrong with him. He’s an idiot. Am I a doctor? No, but I am an expert on idiots. Hell I’m surrounded by them.

Finally, my name gets called. I jump up like someone who just won the ‘sick person bingo’. Right before I disappear behind then waiting room door (albeit to wait some more in another room by myself this time, no game to be played) I can’t help but to turn around and do a little victory dance. I was this close to exclaiming “You noobs got pwned” But I didn’t. I am an adult after all……..

Posted by JrkDog @ 1:16 pm EDT | Permalink | 1 Comments

04/02/07

Greatest Hocky Fight Evahhhh!!!

Actually, it kinda reminds me of the guys going at it in the 'competitive' forums. Where the only clear winner is, us, the spectators.

Posted by JrkDog @ 5:08 pm EDT | Permalink | 5 Comments

03/27/07

A Day At The Office

For those who don't know, which I suspect is everyone; I'm in the construction business. A general contractor/carpenter to be more exact. However, today’s entry is not really about me. It's about the gifted minds that I work with.

"Listen", I said to him in a half-jokingly tone, “Don’t stand on the board that you're cutting!"

As I said that I was reminded of the old cartoon 'Road Runner'. For those not familiar, the 'bad guy' in the cartoon was 'Wile E. Coyote' (or something very close to that) Poor fellow always had great ideas that never executed well. He would paint roadways on the sides of cliffs only to have that annoying bird defy all sense of physics and common sense, and just run right through the painting as if it wasn't a painting at all. The coyote would try to run right after him only to find that the 'defy reality' law only applied to pesky birds who said "beep, beep".

One scene, that I've seen repeated in throughout history, is where Coyote climbs a tree to cut down a branch on top of Road Runner. But lo and behold, when he finishes the cut, the tree itself falls out from under him, while the branch stays floating in mid-air. To obtain a better sense of this logic, just play Halo 2 in my seat, and watch how the shotgun shoots me from back BR on Lockout and I'm all the way top pink on Midship.

But I digress...

So I said to the guy “Don’t stand on the board that you’re cutting". More as a joke than anything. Sigh..... Although most of you wouldn't think I'd have to say a warning like that, but if I did, you would certainly pay attention.

He didn't.......

He stood, with one leg on the board that he was cutting and one leg on a safe and happy place. Once he finished the cut, gravity took over. The board fell 13 feet and landed on its edge. The genius fell 11 feet and landed on the edge of the board. Had he actually fallen the entire 13 feet and landed on his head, I think it would be safe to say that he would have been perfectly safe. Since he landed on the edge of the board (on his side) he was indeed, not okay.

He sustained 4 broken ribs. One of them broken twice, and a punctured lung. Now, before anyone goes feeling bad for him, remember, I wanted him when I shouldn't have to AND I had to listen to him the WHOLE time on the way to the hospital..

Wahhh... I can't breathe... Wahhh... It hurts... Wahhh.. I didn’t know the laws of gravity.

We have a workman's comp policy that state 'in event of injury, the worker will be submitted to a drug screening test'. Now, you can opt not to take the test, but you will not be compensated for your injuries if A) You do not take the test or B) Drugs are found in your system.

He took the test.
He could have save everyone a lot of time. As a matter of fact I'm sure that he smoked a 'fatty' during his fall.

Doctor - "What seems to be the problem son?
Einstein - "I think I broke my ribs, oh and I burnt my index finger and thumb!"

(Think about it, you'll get it)

Sigh... And that ladies and gentlemen is a mostly true story. It is also the reason I don't complain about lag, un-sticky plasmas, being shot through a wall, etc. Because my real life is more unbelievable than my Halo life.

Thank you and good night.

Posted by JrkDog @ 9:33 pm EDT | Permalink | 4 Comments

03/25/07

Gettin' Bloggy wit' it

How come when everyone writes their first blog, they all say "Oh, tee-hee, this is my first blog, tee-hee". Well guess what ladies and gentlemen, this is not my first blog, this is my 412th blog. The other 411 blog just happened to be posted on my bathroom wall instead. So there. Oh and 'tee-hee'...

On with the blogging.

Today we find ourselves in the MySpace world. Periodically I will be posting some of the true , great MySpace talents that I have found. I call them MyHeros. Please click on the links because that is the only way to truly appreciate what the world has to offer.

HERO #1

http://www.myspace.com/therealdennyblaze

With the smooth lines and cutting edge beats, this one is certainly a hero to look for. The raw talent he has to make almost every line rhyme, whether or not it even goes with the rhythm of the music just floors me. This man has more skills in his entire body than I have in my little pinky. That ladies and gentlemen is a fact.

Posted by JrkDog @ 9:23 am EDT | Permalink | 4 Comments

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