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Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Oh hi! Didn't expect to see you here! Why would I? It's not like I've published anything for 2 weeks, although to be seriously serious for a moment, I do feel very guilty about that, but I was working and then there was vacation and I don't like to post while on vacation because I'm on FREAKIN' VACATION man and it's awesome.

Anyway. Forgive the previous post, I was sleep-deprived. At the time I was working in Philadelphia practicing what would happen if our data center asploded, which meant I got my normal 40 hour workweek completed in 3 days. On the plus side, I got to stay at the Crowne Plaza Hotel in Philadelphia, which is some kind of luxurious, although it has a few flaws:

  • My room leaked. It was raining like all mad craziness when I got there, and the windows were dripping; after a few hours, the carpet was soaked. It was gross. I could have moved my room, but I was really only using it as a place to come shower and catnap and store my crap.
  • The TV didn't have any RCA inputs so I couldn't connect my Playstation. (Just because I'm showering and catnapping doesn't mean I can't catch up on Grand Theft Auto, fools!)
So the hotel wasn't so great, but I sort of rediscovered downtown Philadelphia. I hadn't really spent any time there in something like 20 years; maybe it wasn't so nice back then. I don't really recall. It's sure nice now. Office buildings, and professional folks, and WAY fewer scary toothless women waiting for busses! I felt safe enough to walk from my hotel to the worksite, even after dark. Of course, I wasn't going anywhere without my enormous black knife, plus it would take a pretty serious mofo to mess with me; I might poop my pants, and what mugger wants to smell that?

Since I was working night shift, I was able to get lunch with Brian at John's Roast Pork, which was delicious, and also met up with him on Wednesday because the Phantoms were having a daytime hockey game and he invited me to come watch. They lost. I'm not a good luck charm anymore, apparently.

We were done Wednesday night, so I got to spend Thursday and Friday hanging with The Beef, as we've taken to calling him. He's heavy, has developed teeth, and is awfully grabby.

Tomorrow: Teh Vakashunzozrzx!

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