I love this song. It is hard not singing the lyrics while around people who might be offended. Luckily I hardly know anyone like that.
Sometimes you need a little practice
I didn't think there was enough camaraderie at work or sharing of mutual agreement of team member participation, so I thought I would set up an activity station to get people prepared to congratulate one another for a job well done.
And yes, it works with uncreative, right handed people, too.
And yes, it works with uncreative, right handed people, too.
Columbus Underground and Cbusr meetups
This past Tuesday I went to two separate meet-ups in Columbus. One was organized by Columbus Underground and held at The Jury Room and the other was held by Cbusr at the Woodlands Tavern. Keegan was too busy frolicking in the sand so I went solo.
The Jury Room is a very laid back, old school bar. It's owned by Liz Lessner and she is very cool. We actually got to chat for a little bit AND she bought me a beer. I gave her permission to tell her friends that she knew me. I'm cool like that. I also got to hang out with Thomas. Thomas always has interesting stories about hackers and social engineers.
After about two hours, I bailed on The Jury Room and headed over to Cbusr's event at the Woodlands. I called Freckled Jenn on the way over and she came and met up with me.
I went as @Fake_Dispatch to Woodlands because for some reason he seems to be more popular. Jerk.
I did get meet a bunch of people that I only knew from the internet. Jenn signed up on Twitter while we were there. You can follow her at @FreckledJenn.
Two people I finally did get to meet in person were Rogue Magnolia and The Naked Redhead. I was actually able to con them into taking a photo with me.
Awe, crap. Would you look at my teeth? I missed my dentist appointment a month ago and I look like yellow hell next to Redhead's pearly whites. This will not do.
Much better!
And would you look at that? Rogue is barely even smiling! We can take care of that!
Perfect.
See you at one of the next meet-ups!
The Jury Room is a very laid back, old school bar. It's owned by Liz Lessner and she is very cool. We actually got to chat for a little bit AND she bought me a beer. I gave her permission to tell her friends that she knew me. I'm cool like that. I also got to hang out with Thomas. Thomas always has interesting stories about hackers and social engineers.
After about two hours, I bailed on The Jury Room and headed over to Cbusr's event at the Woodlands. I called Freckled Jenn on the way over and she came and met up with me.
I went as @Fake_Dispatch to Woodlands because for some reason he seems to be more popular. Jerk.
I did get meet a bunch of people that I only knew from the internet. Jenn signed up on Twitter while we were there. You can follow her at @FreckledJenn.
Two people I finally did get to meet in person were Rogue Magnolia and The Naked Redhead. I was actually able to con them into taking a photo with me.
Awe, crap. Would you look at my teeth? I missed my dentist appointment a month ago and I look like yellow hell next to Redhead's pearly whites. This will not do.
Much better!
And would you look at that? Rogue is barely even smiling! We can take care of that!
Perfect.
See you at one of the next meet-ups!
Sad Quarters
One of the best perks at my job is that we have a pop machine with twenty-five cent pop. On top of the machine is a Tupperware cup with at least $20 worth of quarters in it. If you need a pop you take a quarter, toss it in the machine and pick your poison. Sometimes the Tupperware container runs out and people start looking under the machine for quarters. Every few days, one of our admins will open up the machine, restock it and put the quarters in the container on the top.
Today I realized that those are the saddest quarters in the world.
Most quarters get to travel. From a pop machine to a bank to a meter to a video game and back to a pop machine. I assume that quarters have 30+ years of use in them and they get around. This is the best kind of quarter.
Then there are the quarters that got put into a jar five years ago and will not see the light of day ever again. These quarters give up on life and go into hibernation. Maybe a poker game or a late mortgage payment will bring them back to life. This is the second best type of quarter.
The quarters at my work are depressed. They sit on the machine. Then they feel movement… will it be into a slot machine or maybe for a gumball? A toll booth or taco bell? No. Into the pop machine. Then, three day later, back to the Tupperware on the top of the machine.
Sad.
I will not stand for this.
Every day I am going to go into work with a few quarters. I’ll liberate the quarters from the top of the machine and then take them to my car. There they will live in my coin cup thing and wait to be spent on things like parking meters, Burger King, and peep shows at the dirty book store.
FREEDOM!
Today I realized that those are the saddest quarters in the world.
Most quarters get to travel. From a pop machine to a bank to a meter to a video game and back to a pop machine. I assume that quarters have 30+ years of use in them and they get around. This is the best kind of quarter.
Then there are the quarters that got put into a jar five years ago and will not see the light of day ever again. These quarters give up on life and go into hibernation. Maybe a poker game or a late mortgage payment will bring them back to life. This is the second best type of quarter.
The quarters at my work are depressed. They sit on the machine. Then they feel movement… will it be into a slot machine or maybe for a gumball? A toll booth or taco bell? No. Into the pop machine. Then, three day later, back to the Tupperware on the top of the machine.
Sad.
I will not stand for this.
Every day I am going to go into work with a few quarters. I’ll liberate the quarters from the top of the machine and then take them to my car. There they will live in my coin cup thing and wait to be spent on things like parking meters, Burger King, and peep shows at the dirty book store.
FREEDOM!
Trogdor the Burninator
I'm not sure if you were ever a fan of Homestar Runner, but I was and still am. For about three years, all I ever did was reference Homestar in conversations and debates. Strong Bad taught be that most debates can be ended by catching your opponents on fire.
Recently, I showed Greg the Strongbad e-mail about Trogdor the Burninator. We watched it again tonight and he wanted to draw it.
I think he did pretty good. Especially with the consummate Vs.
Recently, I showed Greg the Strongbad e-mail about Trogdor the Burninator. We watched it again tonight and he wanted to draw it.
I think he did pretty good. Especially with the consummate Vs.
Miller Lite Masquerade
Dave was in town this weekend. We had dinner at Barley's and then over to Char Bar for drinks.
While we were at Char Bar, a group of people came in with masquerade masks on. After a while, Keegan couldn't take it anymore so he got up and asked one of the girls what was going on. She said it was her birthday and dammit, she wanted to have a masquerade party.
So I decided to join it. I peeled two labels off two Miller Lite bottles. In my wallet, I have a four leaf clover flattened between two taped together business cards. I was able to peel some of the tape off. Using Swiss Army Knife scissors, I cut holes in the wrappers and cut around the edges to make them mask like.
I went over to the girls expecting that they would be pissed. The birthday girl was ECSTATIC! They even let me take a photo with them.
Happy Birthday Masquerade Girl! (She's the one directly to my right.)
While we were at Char Bar, a group of people came in with masquerade masks on. After a while, Keegan couldn't take it anymore so he got up and asked one of the girls what was going on. She said it was her birthday and dammit, she wanted to have a masquerade party.
So I decided to join it. I peeled two labels off two Miller Lite bottles. In my wallet, I have a four leaf clover flattened between two taped together business cards. I was able to peel some of the tape off. Using Swiss Army Knife scissors, I cut holes in the wrappers and cut around the edges to make them mask like.
I went over to the girls expecting that they would be pissed. The birthday girl was ECSTATIC! They even let me take a photo with them.
Happy Birthday Masquerade Girl! (She's the one directly to my right.)
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