So it’s spring break, but I have to work cause I’m not a student anymore. I was hoping to get out of here early for the weekend and planned on coming in and putting in a couple extra hours on a couple nights. Well last night I got out of here, went and lifted, went home, showered, ate a sandwich and then was back in here updating a lab at 8. I figured I’d be out of here by 10, maybe 11 at the latest. Well, the computers were giving me some problems and I ended up being here til 2:15am. That’s right. I worked 15hrs yesterday. I guess that’s what they call working a double. Suffice it to say, I didn’t come in bright and early this morning. The bright spot in all this is that Liz came up to hang out with me while I punched keys on computers all night. I think she likes me.
AND THE BIGGEST NEWS OF ALL……
Soulman got engaged yesterday
Liz and I were just at Blockbuster to rent a movie. She used her family’s account and the Blockbuster employee said to Liz, “There’s a note here that says I can’t rent to Phillip. I take it you’re not Phillip.”
Sorry to hear your banned from Blockbuster man.
So Karen and Allison (Skinny Mitch’s wife) went into labor this morning. It’s looking like I’ll have two people to say hi to this morning. Just talked to the Fat Mitch and hopefully I’ll get to see him too. Maybe even Crack Timmy. It seems like more and more of my friends are having kids all the time. I wouldn’t say that’s a bad thing though.
Anita’s coming
Anita’s coming
Anita’s coming
If you can’t decipher my code language, that means I have on a brand new pair of socks and am wearing my Vans. That’s right, it’s ok. You can be jealous of my pediatric comfort. I’m ok with it.
It looks fine outside but I know something’s going to happen. You may ask, “And why do you say that Chalupa?” Chalupa would say “Because my left shoulder has sharp pains when I move it certain ways, I’m walking with a limp, and my hands feel like they’re swollen and and I can’t squeeze my hands very hard at all.” Some days I feel like I should be a weather man.
I had stated a while back that next time I go bowling, I would do the Jesus dance if I got a strike. Well, I went bowling last night and got strikes….and forgot to do the dance……I’m such a failure. In my defense, this was the first time I had been bowling in at least 3 years. So it’s not like I go often. I think if I’m going to plan on going again, I should watch The Dude in preparation.
On Friday I was walking down the sidewalk and two kids walked by deep in discussion….
Girl: So you’re saying you don’t wear pants when you go to sleep?!?
Boy: No….
Girl: So you wear shorts?
Boy: Uh, sort of
Girl: I don’t understand how you can do that. No pajamas?!?
That’s right folks. No pajamas. Here is plain evidence I’m not the only one. I think those who need to hear this message know who they are.
Yet another awesome drawing from Drew 
Yeah, so it’s St. Patrick’s Day. The day where everyone is glad/wishes they could be Irish, green beer is flowing in the streets and little school children pinch each other. Sounds like an awesome day, right?
I was originally from Phoenix, Arizona - land of the free and home to many of mexican/latino/hispanic decent. My mom’s side of the family is spanish-mexican and that’s one thing I’ve really identified with growing up. Well, after we moved to Iowa I soon learned what St. Patrick’s Day was. I was in second grade, I came to school and people started pinching me. Now I’m not an extremely outgoing or extroverted person, but at the same time I don’t put up with crap from people. I had no idea what was so special about the day and why people felt like they could comment on the color of my clothes and then attack me. It soon ended in me feeling the need to defend myself and punching anybody who got close to me with those pinchers ready. Now lo and behold, it was ok for 8 people to hold me down and pinch me, but it wasn’t ok for me to punch them back. Makes a lot of sense, right? Well, anyways, that ended in the teacher and the class laughing at me. Laughing and making fun of me because this white/mexican kid from Arizona didn’t know what St. Patrick’s Day was or why it “ok” for people to pinch him.
This morning I almost grabbed my green shirt…and then had this feeling that I shouldn’t wear green today. Did I know it was St. Patty’s Day? No, I just found out when a prof greeted me with a “Happy St. Patrick’s Day” as I walked in the door. Did I sub-consciously not wear green today? It’s very possible. I just know that since that fateful day in 1989, I’ve tried to purposely not wear green just to dare people to try and pinch me. Cause I will punch back.
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