it started last night actually. i went to bed with some things on my mind. awaking to a new day helped, but only slightly. as the morning went on, i started feeling alone - the kind of alone where you really want to embrace someone and cry and be held. after that kind of embrace, you're ready to talk about the things in your mind or on your heart. i wanted to talk this morning, too.
i did get a text message from molly that boosted my spirits quite a bit. but there was still this lurking sense of loneliness and depression. i tried taking a nap but couldn't shut my mind off to get to sleep. i thought playing video games might help. it did slightly, but then i was soon wanting someone to play them with.
on my way to work, i told myself the old army teaching, "suck it up. drive on." yeah. i guess it works. but it's just repression really. it's not a method of actually dealing with anything. i'm hoping to feel better around my fellow co-workers. if you run into me tonight, give me a big ole hug, will ya? thanks.
cheers!
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30 November 2007
30nov07 today's quote
if honor be your clothing, the suit will last a lifetime; but if clothing be your honor, it will soon be worn threadbare.
-william arnot-
-william arnot-
29 November 2007
technical difficulties with the blog
there seems to be a problem loading videos onto the blog. while the problem is being taken care of, enjoy this pic of my car with a delivery sign atop it.
cheers!
cheers!
29nov07 today's quote
of all the preposterous assumptions of humanity over humanity, nothing exceeds most of the criticisms made on the habits of the poor by the well-housed, well-warmed, and well-fed.
-herman melville-
-herman melville-
28 November 2007
28nov07 today's quote
it's strange, but for me, "death" carries a sense of inevitability, while "divorce" involves an element of choice that makes it seem so much worse.
27 November 2007
getting through security
i wanted to surprise my girlfriend the other day. my plan was to come visit her at work unexpectedly. the trouble is, she's a lifeguard at the y downtown so i can't just walk in and see her. i didn't want to pay a fee to get in. there was a better idea going through my head though.
i still have my pita pit shirt and hat. after being let go, i never bothered taking them back. since i've personally made deliveries before to the girls at the front desk of the y, i hatched the plan to deliver "a pita" to molly. ha ha! i have some brown lunch bags here at home that look suprisingly similar to the delivery bags used at the pita pit. that's where i started. next, i dug through the recycle and found a credit card receipt from a restaurant i'd been to recently. the receipt was then taped to the bag. (i figured if the girls at the front desk insisted on taking the "pita" to molly, i could counter and say i needed a signature for the credit card). and since i wanted molly to feel special, i bought her favorite kind of apple and a bar of dark chocolate. i also wrote her a nice note and put that in the bag as well.
so i show up downtown, park outside, and plug the meter. i then typed up a text message to molly asking if she could receive deliveries... and to also look up from her lifeguard chair out the window. that's where i was standing. i saw her grab her phone and start reading the text message that i sent. she had the "what's going on?" look on her face. but when she looked up, she smiled. weeeeeeeeee! i showed the delivery bag and went to go inside. there was only one girl at the front desk and i said, "i've got a delivery for aaaaaa molly... jensen i think? i guess she's a lifeguard. i'm supposed to take it to her, but how do i get where she is?" by stating what i was doing and then asking where to go, the girl was forced to acknowledge and answer. works 99 out of 100 times. the girl pointed the way but you could tell she was confused about just letting someone in. molly told me later they've had problems with homeless people just walking in.
molly was surprised. weeeeeeeee! we ended up talking for about 45 minutes. i wonder if the girl at the front desk wondered why i was there for so long?
the moral of the story? there's a few actually. one, that special someone should be surprised and made to feel special. and two, i love being mischievous.
cheers!
i still have my pita pit shirt and hat. after being let go, i never bothered taking them back. since i've personally made deliveries before to the girls at the front desk of the y, i hatched the plan to deliver "a pita" to molly. ha ha! i have some brown lunch bags here at home that look suprisingly similar to the delivery bags used at the pita pit. that's where i started. next, i dug through the recycle and found a credit card receipt from a restaurant i'd been to recently. the receipt was then taped to the bag. (i figured if the girls at the front desk insisted on taking the "pita" to molly, i could counter and say i needed a signature for the credit card). and since i wanted molly to feel special, i bought her favorite kind of apple and a bar of dark chocolate. i also wrote her a nice note and put that in the bag as well.
so i show up downtown, park outside, and plug the meter. i then typed up a text message to molly asking if she could receive deliveries... and to also look up from her lifeguard chair out the window. that's where i was standing. i saw her grab her phone and start reading the text message that i sent. she had the "what's going on?" look on her face. but when she looked up, she smiled. weeeeeeeeee! i showed the delivery bag and went to go inside. there was only one girl at the front desk and i said, "i've got a delivery for aaaaaa molly... jensen i think? i guess she's a lifeguard. i'm supposed to take it to her, but how do i get where she is?" by stating what i was doing and then asking where to go, the girl was forced to acknowledge and answer. works 99 out of 100 times. the girl pointed the way but you could tell she was confused about just letting someone in. molly told me later they've had problems with homeless people just walking in.
molly was surprised. weeeeeeeee! we ended up talking for about 45 minutes. i wonder if the girl at the front desk wondered why i was there for so long?
the moral of the story? there's a few actually. one, that special someone should be surprised and made to feel special. and two, i love being mischievous.
cheers!
27nov07 today's quote
on the whole, human beings generally want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.
-george orwell-
-george orwell-
26 November 2007
canned, let go, made redundant, axed... fired
i no longer work at the pita pit. my boss there was TERRIBLE, as a boss and as a person. long story short, i was 45 minutes late for a shift i didn't remember i was to work. i feel justin was awful quick to fire me and his reasoning was pretty un-legit. but hey. bad people are bad people and do bad things.
i've since gotten a job at davinci's doing deliveries. my friend tina works there and as i was telling her about the pita pit fiasco, she informed me davinci's was hiring. i filled out an application online and went into the store and they gave me a job right there. tina's a manager and she spoke very highly of me.
i'm having waaaaaaaaay more fun than i did at the pita pit. better work environment/conditions, better management, better hours, and better pay all are making the new job so fun! i was telling ben lastnight that delivery driving is like trick-or-treating. i show up at someone's door, ring the doorbell, and they give me money. it's awesome!
good things have come from getting away from the negativity and stress at the pita pit (all caused by said terrible boss justin). that stress and anxiety is gone, and i'm having fun at my job again. it's nice to see that things can be good even when you're in the thick of something really bad. i'm aware that god had a hand in this and though i should have left the pita pit earlier in search of better employment, god picked up my slack and helped me out. i attribute the new job to his working in my life. as always, he rules! weeeeeeeeeee!
cheers!
i've since gotten a job at davinci's doing deliveries. my friend tina works there and as i was telling her about the pita pit fiasco, she informed me davinci's was hiring. i filled out an application online and went into the store and they gave me a job right there. tina's a manager and she spoke very highly of me.
i'm having waaaaaaaaay more fun than i did at the pita pit. better work environment/conditions, better management, better hours, and better pay all are making the new job so fun! i was telling ben lastnight that delivery driving is like trick-or-treating. i show up at someone's door, ring the doorbell, and they give me money. it's awesome!
good things have come from getting away from the negativity and stress at the pita pit (all caused by said terrible boss justin). that stress and anxiety is gone, and i'm having fun at my job again. it's nice to see that things can be good even when you're in the thick of something really bad. i'm aware that god had a hand in this and though i should have left the pita pit earlier in search of better employment, god picked up my slack and helped me out. i attribute the new job to his working in my life. as always, he rules! weeeeeeeeeee!
cheers!
26nov07 today's quote
living is being born slowly. it would be a little too easy if we could borrow ready-made souls.
-antoine de saint exupéry-
-antoine de saint exupéry-
24 November 2007
thanksgiving 2007
thanksgiving was pretty typical again this year. same relatives. same food. same ho hum. i felt a little let down awaiting for some kind of pizazz, but none came.
i did bring josh home with my though. he couldn't make it back to kansas. i didn't want him to spend the few days by himself so i invited him home with me. we had a fun time singing the whole way there. he got to see my house where i grew up. we went to el matador, one of the great mexican restaurants in columbus.
josh and i then headed to maximus, a pool hall. we played A LOT of pool.
then we went to the pawnee bar. it's a very popular bar back home. lots of people i know always show up on the holidays and nearby days off that go along with them. the pawnee bar is well known for their "dukes". a duke is 36 ounces of beer in a great big mug. you can get just a plain beer, an orange beer - with orange juice in it, a red beer - with tomato juice in it, a salsa beer - with salsa in it, or a pineapple beer - with pineapple juice in it. all this beer for only $2.00. yep. $2.00. no special. that's the normal everyday price. (columbus has the cheapest beer on the planet, nothing much to do, and subsequently, quite a drinking problem).
after the bar, josh and i drove to the east of town and had some food at a truck stop. there was waaaaaaay too much food for me to eat and i had to take some home. it was good. it was cheap.
awaking on thanksgiving day, i finished off the rest of the veggie omelette. then everyone went to my grandmother's house. there were a lot of people there and i don't think my grandmother planned well enough. there wasn't enough food for all the people to get full. i ate plenty however. there were a few games of pool played. we played A LOT of card games. my family is big into cards. which worked out great for josh because he is big into cards as well.
we left around 7:30. it was already dark and had been for some time. i remember it feeling really late. my sister, josh, and i played risk and the simpson's clue and the game of life. i was getting tired so i layed down. my sister did the same. my brother went to bed because he had to work in the morning. josh stayed up and watched silver surfer.
in the morning, my mother made waffles and eggs, bacon, and sausage. everyone watched the nebraska game and their ever so often game blowing antics. i went outside to shoot a paintball gun. josh and my brother joined me.
josh needed to be back in lincoln by 5:00 for work. we arrived home around 3:00 and started watching arkansas attempt to take down lsu. i left as josh was leaving for work and kept up with the game via internet at home. arkansas won! sa-weet! i farted around at home for a bit. should have done laundry. then i went to a bar to watch hawaii play boise st. i'm a hawaii fan. they won. w00t! i played some pinball at the bar. josh and i ended the night at another bar playing pool. he beat me three straight times. ):
and today i start a new job. cheers!
i did bring josh home with my though. he couldn't make it back to kansas. i didn't want him to spend the few days by himself so i invited him home with me. we had a fun time singing the whole way there. he got to see my house where i grew up. we went to el matador, one of the great mexican restaurants in columbus.
josh and i then headed to maximus, a pool hall. we played A LOT of pool.
then we went to the pawnee bar. it's a very popular bar back home. lots of people i know always show up on the holidays and nearby days off that go along with them. the pawnee bar is well known for their "dukes". a duke is 36 ounces of beer in a great big mug. you can get just a plain beer, an orange beer - with orange juice in it, a red beer - with tomato juice in it, a salsa beer - with salsa in it, or a pineapple beer - with pineapple juice in it. all this beer for only $2.00. yep. $2.00. no special. that's the normal everyday price. (columbus has the cheapest beer on the planet, nothing much to do, and subsequently, quite a drinking problem).
after the bar, josh and i drove to the east of town and had some food at a truck stop. there was waaaaaaay too much food for me to eat and i had to take some home. it was good. it was cheap.
awaking on thanksgiving day, i finished off the rest of the veggie omelette. then everyone went to my grandmother's house. there were a lot of people there and i don't think my grandmother planned well enough. there wasn't enough food for all the people to get full. i ate plenty however. there were a few games of pool played. we played A LOT of card games. my family is big into cards. which worked out great for josh because he is big into cards as well.
we left around 7:30. it was already dark and had been for some time. i remember it feeling really late. my sister, josh, and i played risk and the simpson's clue and the game of life. i was getting tired so i layed down. my sister did the same. my brother went to bed because he had to work in the morning. josh stayed up and watched silver surfer.
in the morning, my mother made waffles and eggs, bacon, and sausage. everyone watched the nebraska game and their ever so often game blowing antics. i went outside to shoot a paintball gun. josh and my brother joined me.
josh needed to be back in lincoln by 5:00 for work. we arrived home around 3:00 and started watching arkansas attempt to take down lsu. i left as josh was leaving for work and kept up with the game via internet at home. arkansas won! sa-weet! i farted around at home for a bit. should have done laundry. then i went to a bar to watch hawaii play boise st. i'm a hawaii fan. they won. w00t! i played some pinball at the bar. josh and i ended the night at another bar playing pool. he beat me three straight times. ):
and today i start a new job. cheers!
24nov07 today's quote
it isn't the mountains ahead that wear you out. it's the grain of sand in your shoe.
15 November 2007
15nov07 today's quote
the pilgrims made seven times more graves than huts. no americans have been more impoverished than these who, nevertheless, set aside a day of thanksgiving.
-h u westermayer-
-h u westermayer-
13 November 2007
wow! amazing pizza twirling video
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he rolls it across the table! he flips it behind his back! he's like the harlem globetrotters of the pizza world. awesome! i'd love to stand in line awaiting a pizza and be able to watch people preparing it in this way. too cool!
cheers . . ..
13nov07 today's quote
as we enjoy great advantages from the inventions of others we should be glad of an opportunity to serve others by an invention of ours, and this we should do freely and generously.
-benjamin franklin-
-benjamin franklin-
10 November 2007
might as well post pics of the dog
have you ever seen the benji movies? dakota, my sister's dog, looks quite similar to that hollywood doggie. here she is.
molly has a dog just about exact to dakota. her dog is named benji. benji is short for benjiman. brilliant! benji has a middle name (or two) but i have trouble remembering it/them. benji is a little smaller and has hair which is more curly.
cheers . . ..
molly has a dog just about exact to dakota. her dog is named benji. benji is short for benjiman. brilliant! benji has a middle name (or two) but i have trouble remembering it/them. benji is a little smaller and has hair which is more curly.
cheers . . ..
10nov07 today's quote
there are too many people who think that the only thing that's right is to get by, and the only thing that's wrong is to get caught.
08 November 2007
08nov07 today's quote
life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction.
-antoine de saint-exupéry-
-antoine de saint-exupéry-
07 November 2007
pinball, a favorite past time
for the past month, i've been playing a lot of pinball. it's so fun! i used to play pinball an awful lot when i was a kid. there was a bowling alley not quite a mile away that my friends and i would walk to in order to spend bazillions of quarters in the arcade there. i've found a pinball machine at orourke's that i used to play. i'm pretty good at it. the points needed for a free game have steadily been upped and upped. but to no avail, as i keep winning them. w00t! w00t! also, i've scored some pretty high points. here are the pics of those scores.
i rule. cheers . . ..
i rule. cheers . . ..
07nov07 today's quote
in three words i can sum up everything i've learned about life: it goes on.
-robert frost-
-robert frost-
06nov07 today's quote
the petty economies of the rich are just as amazing as the silly extravagances of the poor.
-william feather-
-william feather-
05 November 2007
scottieb and the strip club(s)
as a delivery driver for a restaurant, it's my job to get food to people who've called in and ordered it. i'd heard rumors of a certain delivery, and hoped i'd never have to do it. well, the time came... unfortunately.
my manager excitedly handed me a delivery. smiling, and a little laughing, he told me where i was going - the night before lounge. "crap!" i thought. this is going to suck. i really REALLY didn't want to go into a strip club. but it's my job and i have to do it. so, i make the food and bag it up. i was so distraught about having to go and not wanting to go. my manager laughs and jokes that i really like doing this. haha, not funny. i drive to the strip club, still consumed with the thoughts of not wanting to do this. i had pretty much worried myself sick about it and nearly threw up right outside the door. but i thought i'd be a man, go in there, keep in the right state of mind, do what i need to do, and leave.
it took a while for my eyes to adjust because it was really dark in there. i had to walk past some tables and chairs and empty poles to get to the bar. there were three or four men sitting at the bar. i pitied them greatly. there was a lady in stockings, nothing else, girating on the bar top. i could have went the entire day without seeing a naked set of breasts and would have been happy. but no. they were just there. "ugh! i didn't want to see those!" the bartender lady asked who the food was for. i told her it was for susan. she instantly got a confused look on her face. she told me, "i don't know the first names of the girls here". how sad is that! she paid me out of the cash register. i left as quick as i could.
now if you look back at the title of this post, you'll see it says strip club(s). plural. this is where the story turns a bit. and where my stomach did the exact same thing. upon returning to the restaurant, the phone rings. my manager answers. when he hangs up, he tells me that was the strip club. turns out i delivered to the wrong strip club. i guess i was so caught up in the grossness that i wasn't thinking clearly.
me jokingly: "silly me! not knowing the strip clubs in lincoln!"
me serious: "ugh! not only do i have to go BACK, i have to go to ANOTHER one!"
so i prepare some new food and head over to the night before lounge. this strip club is way bigger than the other one. there is a scantily clad lady picking songs on a jukebox to my right. straight ahead there are ladies dancing around poles in front of guys in the row closest the stage, aka the erection section (per the guy announcing). :ick: the bar is way down towards the back on the left. i stand there not wanting to get any closer to these naked ladies than i have to. i must have looked pretty dumb. lol! one of the strippers came up to me and gave me a wad of cash (all ones) and said i should go. as i'm stepping outside the club, an old manager of the restaurant drives by and notices me. this was mildy embarassing. but not as embarassing as when he later came in during a busy time and asked, rather loudly, how the strip club was.
i drove back to the other strip club, the foxy lady, and gave them back the money they'd given me. they wanted to return the food, but that seemed pretty pointless to me. i let her keep it. maybe she was hungry? and the delivery tag has listed what is on the food. i leave. whew! it's over!
not yet...
the very next day, i get a delivery to the foxy lady. my manager laughs. i get there, go inside. two strippers at the bar beckon me over to them. i walk past a naked lady on the bar top. again, didn't want to see things, but sometimes they are put right in front of you and you see them. apparently, the mix up from the day before was all the buzz at the club amongst the ladies working there. and also apparently, the ladies wanted to meet the tall delivery guy from the day before. they tried to strike up a conversation. i handled it masterfully, layed a little charm on them, gave myself a perfect exit, and said my goodbyes to them... leaving them hanging just a little bit. perhaps i'll run into them somewhere besides their work place and can talk to them.
to recap, in the course of two days, i entered strip clubs four times, saw way more naked ladies than i care to see, and now worry that i'll be called for deliveries in the future because the ladies at the foxy lady like me now. at least i didn't have to pull the tip money out of their breasts like one of the old delivery drivers had. that's good. i'd have let them keep it.
cheers . . ..
my manager excitedly handed me a delivery. smiling, and a little laughing, he told me where i was going - the night before lounge. "crap!" i thought. this is going to suck. i really REALLY didn't want to go into a strip club. but it's my job and i have to do it. so, i make the food and bag it up. i was so distraught about having to go and not wanting to go. my manager laughs and jokes that i really like doing this. haha, not funny. i drive to the strip club, still consumed with the thoughts of not wanting to do this. i had pretty much worried myself sick about it and nearly threw up right outside the door. but i thought i'd be a man, go in there, keep in the right state of mind, do what i need to do, and leave.
it took a while for my eyes to adjust because it was really dark in there. i had to walk past some tables and chairs and empty poles to get to the bar. there were three or four men sitting at the bar. i pitied them greatly. there was a lady in stockings, nothing else, girating on the bar top. i could have went the entire day without seeing a naked set of breasts and would have been happy. but no. they were just there. "ugh! i didn't want to see those!" the bartender lady asked who the food was for. i told her it was for susan. she instantly got a confused look on her face. she told me, "i don't know the first names of the girls here". how sad is that! she paid me out of the cash register. i left as quick as i could.
now if you look back at the title of this post, you'll see it says strip club(s). plural. this is where the story turns a bit. and where my stomach did the exact same thing. upon returning to the restaurant, the phone rings. my manager answers. when he hangs up, he tells me that was the strip club. turns out i delivered to the wrong strip club. i guess i was so caught up in the grossness that i wasn't thinking clearly.
me jokingly: "silly me! not knowing the strip clubs in lincoln!"
me serious: "ugh! not only do i have to go BACK, i have to go to ANOTHER one!"
so i prepare some new food and head over to the night before lounge. this strip club is way bigger than the other one. there is a scantily clad lady picking songs on a jukebox to my right. straight ahead there are ladies dancing around poles in front of guys in the row closest the stage, aka the erection section (per the guy announcing). :ick: the bar is way down towards the back on the left. i stand there not wanting to get any closer to these naked ladies than i have to. i must have looked pretty dumb. lol! one of the strippers came up to me and gave me a wad of cash (all ones) and said i should go. as i'm stepping outside the club, an old manager of the restaurant drives by and notices me. this was mildy embarassing. but not as embarassing as when he later came in during a busy time and asked, rather loudly, how the strip club was.
i drove back to the other strip club, the foxy lady, and gave them back the money they'd given me. they wanted to return the food, but that seemed pretty pointless to me. i let her keep it. maybe she was hungry? and the delivery tag has listed what is on the food. i leave. whew! it's over!
not yet...
the very next day, i get a delivery to the foxy lady. my manager laughs. i get there, go inside. two strippers at the bar beckon me over to them. i walk past a naked lady on the bar top. again, didn't want to see things, but sometimes they are put right in front of you and you see them. apparently, the mix up from the day before was all the buzz at the club amongst the ladies working there. and also apparently, the ladies wanted to meet the tall delivery guy from the day before. they tried to strike up a conversation. i handled it masterfully, layed a little charm on them, gave myself a perfect exit, and said my goodbyes to them... leaving them hanging just a little bit. perhaps i'll run into them somewhere besides their work place and can talk to them.
to recap, in the course of two days, i entered strip clubs four times, saw way more naked ladies than i care to see, and now worry that i'll be called for deliveries in the future because the ladies at the foxy lady like me now. at least i didn't have to pull the tip money out of their breasts like one of the old delivery drivers had. that's good. i'd have let them keep it.
cheers . . ..
05nov07 today's quote
giving up doesn't always mean you are weak; sometimes it means that you are strong enough to let go.
03 November 2007
02nov07 today's quote
better lives have been lived in the margins, locked in the prisons and lost on the gallows, than have ever been enshrined in palaces.
01 November 2007
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