David's Tangled Thoughts

The Star Wars Episode III DVD's have been sitting in Wal-mart stores all across the nation for at least a week now. At least, that's when I became aware that our Wal-mart had them in the back room. A few days ago, Kacey from electronics, was this close to having a nervous breakdown because the three display cases were buried in a hard to reach area of the backroom. "You have got to get those things out. I have to have them ready by Monday." Dan and I looked at her as if she lost her mind. Considering what had to be done that day... we weren't going to mess with it. We didn't take care of it until tonight. But I can see why she was stressing. As you know, Tuesday is when all new music and movies are released. This means that on Monday night, Kacey (It's always her for some reason, and she's a part-timer) will be setting up all the displays just before midnight, when she can finally release the items out onto the sales floor. Star Wars Episode I

As you may know, I bitch and complain about how understaffed we are in the back room. We need a staff that is twice as big as it was. I say was because another one of our coworkers has left. Well, actually he was fired. Granted, the guy deserved to be fired. I'll give the company that. But when you take a pragmatic view on what is going there, you have to question why it had to be don. First of all, there is a hiring freeze. No one is getting hired for a full time position. Second, they are cutting hours for all associates already. Yeah, I've got 4 hours knocked off my schedule this week. Lastly, this is just as we are getting into all this holiday crap. Could they have picked a worse time to fire someone? I'm telling you, they are just shooting themselves in the foot over this one. Ms. Sally said that he was fired yesterday which was the day I had off. She was pretty pissed because they fired him first thing. That left two big trucks (a 1,900 and a 1,600 from what I hear)

Oops, I meant to post this yesterday but it got stuck in draft mode. Anyways, this is one of my coworkers. She tends to start the shift quiet and pissy but as the night goes on she gets more goofy. Maybe she puts a little something in her drinks? At the time that this picture was taken, she was bobbing her head up and down to some hardcore music that she was making up in her head. Then she started thrashing her hair about. Just thought it was off the wall so I took a pic with my camera phone. (What a handy little device.)

So I called Erin up the other night to see if she wanted to go see a movie. It was the last day of my mini-vacation from work and I wanted to go out and do something relatively cheap. In other words, something that didn’t involve alcohol. So that pretty much left going to the movies. I called her in the hopes of dragging her to “ Serenity ” or if that didn’t work, “ Flight Plan. ” “Oh, I already have plans,” she says. “Oh, okay. I was just going to see a movie anyways.” I was letting her off the hook. “So are we! We’re going to see ‘In Her Shoes.’… you’re welcome to join us.” Us? Who could that mean? Found out that Amanda was down for the weekend. I tried suggesting Serenity and Flight Plan. Shot down. [shakes head] I am such a pushover. I find out that “In Her Shoes” is a chick flick. Now I like a good chick flick on occasion. Alright, so " Bridget Jones’s Diary " (the first one) was the last one I really liked. But what the hell, I’m sure there are thousands of other guy

Millionaire Senator Wins $850K in Lottery From the Associated Press but pulled off from this site . 20 Oct. 2005 CONCORD, N.H. Millionaire Sen. Judd Gregg announced Thursday that he won $853,492 in the Powerball lottery. The 58-year-old Republican was one of 47 Powerball players who correctly picked five of the winning numbers but not the bonus digit that would have qualified them for the $340 million jackpot _ the second-richest prize in U.S. lottery history. The only jackpot-winning ticket was sold in Jacksonville, Ore. The holder of the ticket did not immediately step forward.

I was reading through the South Bend Tribune (18 Oct. edition) and saw a letter in the Opinion Section that I just wanted to share. After I was done with it, I shook my head, relieved that people like her are not in power. We may have a bunch of snakes in office but at least they aren't this ignorant. Start Over When did violence ever solve conflict? At best it is like a slap, which forces the underdog to give up, temporarily. America has given aid to all the countries that it destroyed in World War II. That money could have been better spent helping the elderly survive a winter's cold. If the United States demonstrated that it had no enemies, and instead developed international colleagues, respecting their traditional ways and religions, we might evolve the planet. Everywhere I have traveled, people are all the same. It is the conspiracy of politics to concoct an "us" against "them" concept. Why is Cindy Sheehan's drive for peace so emotionally moving?

A couple days ago, I made an effort to track down my sister's blog. She has one at MSN spaces. There is a small amount of regret that I did that. She talked about her relationship with her (former?) boyfriend. Here is an excerpt: I miss holding him... kissing him... his warmth... his scent... his touch... feeling his arms around me... Eww. Eww. Eww. Suspecting your sister's sex life is one thing, beginning to know about it is well... kind of uncomfortable. Such is life though. It probably would help if my family was more open about relationships but we're not. It's very uptight. Everyone knows that I compartmentalize my life. My relationships (or non-relationships) are never discussed with my family. I just can't go there with them. Now that I'm beginning to get exposed to the realities of what is out there, I am trying to get a grip on it.

<<--See: Aww, H-E-double hockey sticks And I thought that I had it bad! Just when I had my own little police horror story to tell, Season decides to go and get herself a better one. I won’t tell you the story because it’s not my place to tell. I will say though, that it involves arrest, lock-up, and crazy people. All because of a minor infraction. So Season, I welcome you to post your story if you’d like.

Last night, we had a 17-something and a 14-something truck. With our staff reduced to less than 50% and add the fact that they are cutting our hours, a three thousand piece day is pretty daunting. So far our store has eliminated at least one day from our normal schedules and reduced the rest of our days by an hour. Anyways, it was a rough day so you have to find something to "entertain" yourself. On our breaks and lunch, we were invaded by flies. It's nothing new, really, as we have been dealing with them all summer but I've gotten so sick of them that I actively hunted them down. Managed to kill off six. Oddly enough, this disgusted Joni and Ms. Sally. But what's more disgusting, seeing dead flies or having them land in your food? I swear that towards the end of the evening, those little buggers got smart. They actually started to keep away. But the greatest was when I split my sides laughing so hard when we pulled out some dildos from the breakpacks. I waved the

...but how do you have freedom of the press when the government defines who the press is? Read the story here .

I’ve been looking forward to Carrie and Justin’s wedding for the past month. I haven’t been to one since my Aunt Julie got married and that was a long time ago (sorry Aunt Julie… but it was.) I know that I’ve mentioned it before so finally, here it is. Since Erin and her sister are in the wedding party, I met up with her parents at their house. Also there were Erin’s Aunt Sandy and Mandie’s date, Carl. Mr. and Mrs. B had to lead Carl and I into South Bend as we didn’t know where the church was. After running a couple red lights, we got to where we needed. The church—First Presbyterian, was very beautiful. Carrie and Justin don’t go to church there but they thought that it was an ideal place for their wedding. We were still a little early, however, as Mr. and Mrs. B were the receptionists. Let me tell you, it’s great to have connections. Because we are the dates of the bridesmaids and because we are associated with Mr. and Mrs. B, Carl, Aunt Sandy and I had reserved seating in pew two.

Crap, crap, crap. You know me, I'm a big procrastinator. In fact, there's a wedding in a few hours and I'm still sitting on my duff and blogging. Carrie and Justin's wedding is almost upon us so I decided that I would get my haircut this morning. My thinking was that it would look nice, neat (and... fresh?) for this evening. Uh... no. I think it was one of my worse haircuts ever. Check back in a couple of days and you'll see what I mean. I'm squinting at the thought of what Erin might say (or not say.) Well, I suppose I should go and get ready.

I am going to be fired I just know it. This past week and a half have been hell (aside from Friday and Saturday). Last week I had to call off from work and the internship due to a severe cold that I had. Last night, I hurt myself which requires me to claim worker’s comp. It was about thirty minutes into my shift when I tripped forward on a pallet. I thought that I may have minorly bruised the top of my foot. For the first couple of hours, I limped a little but I soon got over it. Then towards the end of the shift it got worse again. I took a Vicodin pill that I had left over from my surgery when I got home. The only thing that we had in the house was asprin and I knew that wasn’t going to cut it. I woke up early in the morning and I knew that I had to go report this. It wasn’t going to go away. The first thing that had to be done was filling out the report. I swear it took an hour to do it. Then there was the drug screening which required one of the assistant managers to co

After picking myself off the floor following MSU’s loss to UofM, I phoned up Erin to see if we were going to do something that night. Yup. We were going to drown our sorrows away. Er, well my sorrows, she couldn’t give a crap about the MSU/UofM game I suspect. The Apple Festival was still going on. The festival marks the beginning of fall and is the end of the fair season here in Michiana. It’s the last time to get in all that fair food until next summer. We went on Friday night to see Da Yoopers *. They are a comedy/song group that spoofs Yooper living. Hilarious stuff. That night, we were going to drink. Justin and Carrie, whose wedding we will be attending this Friday, met us at the beer tent (which is more like a corral) around 7ish. We had a couple of Miller Lites which was pretty nasty. But hey, after the first one, the rest go down easily enough. Little mini high school reunions were taking place while we were at the beer tent. I felt a little out of place but I did see a few p

And the shows are back! After months of waiting, my shows are returning for the season. Well at least some of them. Wait, actually there are only a few that I’m going to watch. Let’s see, there are CSI and Desperate Housewives. I missed both of their premiers but I am looking forward to starting up. I just got done with a recording of Thursday’s CSI. Based on what some fellow bloggers said about Desperate Housewives, I might be dropping that this year. We’ll see tomorrow. With the departure of Enterprise, JAG, That 70’s Show and a few others, I have quite a few spaces available for new programs. Of course, I could probably get off my duff and maybe exercise or take up a hobby. Choices, choices. Man, I am such a stud er... spud.

MICHIGAN STATE UNIVERSITY v. UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN Holy Crap! I'm jinxing my team. I know it. I got the day off from work. My ass is in the couch with my subs, drinks, and snacks, and there was a pickle on my TV screen. Why? Because it's 14-0 with UofM winning. That overrated POS team is actually winning? Damn. The Spartans need put on their offense and start running over the Maize'n Blue. C'mon guys! We still have three quarters left to do it in. UPDATE: MSU ties it 21-21. Are we coming back? UPDATE: 1:05 left in the fourth. Tied with Michigan reaching for the goal. I'm about to die from asphyxia here. 0:48 To the right! To the right! ....And we are in overtime AGAIN this year. Oh, we fucked it up. ♫ Hail to the Victors ... and yadda yadda.