Borne to be…?
Well, well, well. Where to begin? A lot has happened in a week. Perhaps we should start with the quotation of the week.
Quotation of the Week
Someone needs to pay Otelco.
Honorable Mentionable
Most of the time I was trying to keep my other hand free to beat off…
And seeing how your first 16 words apply by default anyway…
And now we return you to your normal programming.
Well, another day, another dollar. Gotz me another fucking speeding ticket. Oh well. Cop was a dick about it too. Ass.
Speaking of dollars, got a call from Sunni…she was wanting to know how the Arête was coming. We got together Tuesday to discuss it…I think she’s a kewl person to work with and would make a great friend. We tend to think alike too.
Went by the print shop of our choosing today…have to keep things in check, but I think we can get our print under buget. And the crowd goes wild.
Speaking of budgets, I don’t know if I updated you guys or not, but we lost the big bid that I was PMSing over. Than God for that in the long run. In the short run, if you have any projects for Blue Portal Productions, please let us know. You can visit our website: Blue Portal Productions. Comments on the logo are appreciated. Special thanks goes out to Eric Howton of Wild Damned Texan for hosting the site.
Speaking of Howton, he’s been feeding me good advice of late. Still not for sure about the Air Force though. However, I have been thinking about what you said about being good at everything, so I’m gonna first be good at the Arête, then I’m gonna see what—if any—projects I can secure for Blue Portal between now and the end of the year.
I think you’re right about attitude. Attitude alone won’t do it alone, but I think that it is a major factor in the way things play out. If only having a good attitude could secure me a so-called “real job” overnight I’d be happy.
Think you’re right about the card, although I’ll have to send it out ungodly early in December so that it gets there before finals, hence I can guarantee that it will be received. Follow? Let me know if I should make revisions to the plan.
UPDATE: OPERATION SaaH!!!
We’re here in paradise… Ok. No, we’re not referring to Howton’s litter box where he “keeps his other hand free to beat off…”
So Operation Smile at a Hoe just might be working yet. Let me explain.
So last week I again took Howton’s advice to smile at hoes. Well, Susan Parish/Claire Forlani and I had one hell of a time on Friday night. Don’t remember all the details, just remember working with her all night long and praying that the night would never end. Saturday was just as fun.
Saturday, she came in late and sat the first three sets of guests in closed sections. So I let her steam to me about her day. She told me that the previous night she had fallen asleep holding her alarm clock with the purpose of setting the alarm. Having thus woke up late, roommates and boys down the hall gone, she had to wake up the RA to get a ride into work, thus arriving 15 minutes late.
I should add here (because apparently I haven’t/hadn’t up until this point) that two weeks ago (i.e. a week ago from the Friday that I’m commenting about) Susan Parish/Claire Forlani had commented that she was quitting for personal reasons. This was sore perplexing. Talked to the GM about this, and he said that he tried to talk her out of it, but “she wouldn’t have it.” So the week leading up to the weekend being commented on was rather depressing.
So, on top of all this, when it finally comes around to her turn for meal break, she was two dollars short. All I had was a dollar, so I gave her Blue Portal’s debit card. Most memorable. On top of that, she didn’t bring in a pen, so I let her borrow mine for the evening. (Speaking of which, those damned things haven’t been working like the older version did. They’re too expensive to not work, yet at the same time I’m not going to boycott because they are my [pun intended] signature trademark.)
Yet another pleasant event occurred Saturday evening. One of the servers had a big party that brought in an even larger birthday cake. After the table had it’s fill, they told the sever to take half, and box the other half up. Said server donated his half with the staff…as you can only imagine, there was a mad dash for the cake. Susan Parish/Claire Forlani had walked in the back right at that moment to take care of other business. I put a plate and fork in her hand and told her to get some cake before it was gone. She said she didn’t have time. So I saved her out a piece and put it in the cooler…when she finally had her bite a few hours later, she said it was the best cake that she’d ever had. Suffice it to say that I had thought the same thing when I had my taste, hence the reason I saved her some.
Both Friday and Saturday I was hoping to give her a ride home because she still doesn’t have a ride. While not granted that privilege, suffice it to say that I made a really good friend this weekend and I dare say did a lot of flirting. Well, maybe that’s not the right term for it, but we keep catching eyes at every opportunity and giving each other that silly smile. And oh yeah, every time that she popped out of nowhere, I allowed my eyes to grow big with surprise. Howton, you’re right about “You’re only dealt the queen of hearts once upon a lifetime.” I’m content to fall into the “good
This leads to Sunday. I was under the impression that Saturday was her last day. So you can only imagine the shock on my face when she walked in Sunday morning. That evening, I had a chance to pull her aside. I asked her if that Sunday or the next was her last day.
Susan Parish/Claire Forlani
“Today’s my last day for a few weeks.”
Tomas
“Oh! So you’ve decided to come back?”
Susan Parish/Claire Forlani
“Probably. Not 100%, but most likely.”
Tomas
“I can help you decide.”
Susan Parish/Claire Forlani
“Oh? How?”
Tomas
(sheepishly at first)
I hate to see a good person leave. You know how bad they are about getting decent help around here and that we just had two people quit this week. I really hate to see someone go who know how to do their job and does it right the first time. I would be personally grateful to you if I didn’t have to pull the slack by myself.
Susan Parish/Claire Forlani
(the silly grin coming out again)
I see things.
Tomas
(thinking to self)
There is a God, and He does perform miricales.
Did I mention that I had the Beatle’s Hey Jude stuck in my head the entire weekend?
Parting Thought
So I was having dinner with a buddy a day or two after the afore mentioned min-drama. I say to him
Tomas
Do you know what the best Christmas present I could get is?
SomeDudefromNashville
Susan Parish/Claire Forlani wearing a big red bow and nothing else waiting for you to unwrap her?
Tomas
Not quite what I had in mind, but it suffices.
Needless to say, I’ve had a lot of dreams about red bows of late. Any ideas why?
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