Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Fat Bums don't need change

I never give change to bums. I think most of them are druggies, alcoholics, and/or crazy. Basically, I don't want to deal with them.

They basically engage in economic warfare with each other. They each have a corner and work at certain times of day. One guy times it to coincide with morning and evening rush hour at McPherson Square. I see the same bums every day working the same corner. They are actually quite industrious.

So I am not going to give them change or incentive to hang out and bother me every day. This summer, I saw one of the regulars shoo away a new lady begger. Geez, that was terrible in alot of ways. That lady was using her kid as a prop to beg for change.

In DC, the homeless have alot of services like food, medical care, and even a place to stay if they are so inclined. It isn't bum nirvana, but their needs are met. I am not a heartless Republican ogre....well yeah kind of. I am just amused that bums negotiate their trade just like CEOs. Protect your turf, eradicate your opponents, and maintain profit share.

The Art of Saying, Hi Y'all

I must be invisible and so must my next door neighbor. We arrived home at the same time and the neighboors across the street ignored both of us. This is the first time I have been ignored at the same time as next door neighbor. THis is quite sad but I am pleased that it isn't just me.

Fine. Don't say hi neighbors.

You both look like fat bumblebees in your bike spandex! It really doesn't look good on either of you. Snap.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Coffee rage, a new Northern Virginia Pastime

I officially declare that I hate DC and surrounding Northern Virginia city states (Arlington and Alexandria). They could not have picked a worse spot for our Capitol City. I don't think anyone would want to occupy us because they couldn't deal with the heat and humidity. I think the heat here is worse than Miami.

We are currently dealing with freak deluges of rain and some Starbucks closings. Consumers are starting to panic and start harrassing the people who make their coffee. The Washington Post is reporting that some someone named Mr. Simmermon flipped out about not getting a cup of ice with his espresso. See here:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/07/16/AR2008071602018.html
Obviously Mr. Simmermon is not well and needs immediate sedation. If you can't handle your caffeine, then get out of the coffee shop. This guy seems like a total Tool! Divert your rage, man, it is just espresso!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

I hate Wednesdays

Today started auspciously, I threw up my cornflakes on my carpet. My day did not improve.

When I got to work, I was all hot and sweaty and had to figure out what to do about lunch. Due to previous cornflake trauma, I ate saltines and coke.

Needless to say I looked like Death Warmed over most of the day. This scared the office mate and affected office productity.

Someone asked me what I like about DC. I told them I like the airports, the shopping and Butterstick the panda. Everything else sucks.

TO top things off, I left my key badge in my office and was locked out in the hallway. I waited 20 minutes to be left in cause everyone left for the day.

I need a shot of Grey Goose and call it a night.