Work, etc... Morons, et al...

Work, in general, sucks... We all know that...
We also know that if no one had to work that nothing would ever get done...
It would be nice, though, to have some supernatural being touch me and make me the beneficiary of some wealthy and generous altruist...
We all can dream, right...
(While I am at it, there is this dream that includes... uh, nevermind...)

I definitively found out recently that a guy I had worked with closely for almost a year had thrown me under the bus for the lack of success for my project. I had thought that he would blame me for the failing project, but I never was for certain. In reality, all of our projects suck. So, what do you expect. Anyways, this guy and I went to lunch and dinner almost every night last year when I was out of town. And then, when things were going bad he blamed me... He was responsible for managing the project. Why would it be my fault if the project had spiraled out of control? If it hadn't been for one of my peers standing up for me and the fact that this stronzo had screwed up on some other things, I would have been the fall guy. Because of situations like this, I have decided to throw away my philosophy that only ass kissing, incompetent morons sounded their achievements to the executives above. I love to provide for my family and will do anything to keep the paycheck coming...

On to lighter topics...
Two nights ago, I went to downtown Dallas to eat dinner with some friends. They stay in a nice highrise apartment that has crazy amenities... There is an outdoor pool seven floors up... There is a gym and a wireless cafe and a two theaters (indoor and outdoor)... It was quite amazing... Although, an apartment on the other side of the street (a few buildings down) has an eternity pool that juts out about 5-10 feet over the street...

Last night, I drove to dinner with some other friends. We went to a Turkish restaurant in Dallas. On the way there, I saw the biggest houses I have ever seen in my life... These houses had to be tens of thousands of square feet. Apparently, BIG $$ people live there.

So, I head home today... I am so looking forward to it... Adios.. Tweet you later...

Sick Kids, etc...

So, being home a lot means very little posting of blogs...

Both girls are dealing with "flu-like symptoms." Thank God that no vomit (or "the other"), but the girls have fevers and are pretty lethargic. My eldest is on the recovery portion of the sickness. My little one is at the beginning of it all. I SO hate to see them sick. I really hope that my wife and I don't get it!

Today was a mixed day for me. Besides sick kids, I was able to see my friends from Prog. I so love seeing them (especially Geno)... I feel so badly that Les received such bad news today. I will honestly and truly pray for her mom.

Another Islay Favourite

Yes, the spelling of favourite was on purpose...

So, I have a challenger to my favourite Scotch...
As we all know, I believe that the best Scotch comes from the South-Western part of the Scotland. For a long time, I believed Laphroaig to be the hands down the BEST Scotch in the world... Laphroaig is a Scotch distilled on the Isle of Islay.

Well, I found a new Scotch that may replace Laphroaig...
The Scotch is... Lagavulin ...

The Scotch is SO smokey and peaty that I could lovingly eat it with a fork!

Ok, now my friend in unison: That crap is horrible! LOL

Happy St. Patrick Duffy Day

Happy St. Patrick Duffy Day to you all. No one on "Dallas" deserved a day more than him (except maybe Donna Reed).

So, I am in training this week. It has been interesting. I do have one of my friends from the SB office with me, so I am not completely bored. We have had quite a lot of fun laughing about people we work with, people in the class and anyone else we see. One of the people we saw today was a lady who was wearing a Harley Davidson shirt. Well, I assume that it is Harley Davidson because the shirt had two large letters H and D. The problem is, though, that it really looked like and H and an O. I am not sure that walking around with a big HO on your shirt is the proper message for the workplace.

In other news, I am, like my kids, playing Animal Crossing on DS. The game is kind of fun.

Oh well... Wish me luck...

Namaste

To Hartford

I am going to Hartford this week for a training program. My flight plan is home to Detroit to Hartford (my return swaps Atlanta for Detroit).

It occurred to me today that I should really account for all of the places I have been since I took this job. I had never really traveled anywhere growing up. We went to Altoona, PA often because my grandparents family was there. I went to Niagara Falls twice, Cape Hatteras, NC once, Reheboth Beach, DE once and a Western Caribbean cruise with my wife's family. That's it. Almost all of the travel was after I reached adulthood. So now, all of the places I have been these 14 months (if the location was an airport, I will indicate by (ap)): Salt Lake (ap), LA (ap), Phoenix (ap), Santa Barbara, Atlanta (ap), Dallas, Houston (ap), Chicago and Hartford. I guess that, once I listed them, that my list is not that big (especially compared to my wife's cousin - she is a world traveler. :D ). For me, the list has enormous for it means that I have spent A LOT of time away from my family. I hate that... I do have a job, though, and for that I am appreciative!

So, I am in Hartford for a BA certificate program that is provided by one of the CT universities (I can't remember which one). The program should be interesting. It will be one of the few training opportunities I have received in this job and one of the only resume building aspects of this position.

Pappadeaux and Pappasitos

So, I got in late to Dallas and I was starving. I arrived at a new hotel for me. I normally stay at Marriott's, but a buddy at work told me about a Hyatt right by the office. You know, you gotta like a room that has a 42" TV. The room is small, but it will work.

I am hoping that this is a good week. I have some training for my new project. Wish me luck!

I am a little nervous about the department with the closing of the Santa Barbara office. I will keep you informed.

Oh look... My food is here... Thank God I caught Heroes the moment I got into my room, but I am starving...

Adios

Last Night in Santa Barbara

Another Blackberry Post (well started on Blackberry ...

So, this is my last night in Santa Barbara. I have never traveled to a city that I loved being in until I first came here 14 months ago. Don't get me wrong, being home with my wife and kids on a lazy Sunday afternoon is the 7th layer of heaven. But, when you travel for work, being in a city you love can make the loneliness of travel more bearable.

So, what do I love and not love about this city...

Santa Barbara's beauty is second only to the faces of my three girls bathed in the glow of their bedside desk lamps. The city is a mellifluous cacophony of sounds, smells and sights. There are homeless people begging, credit-card hippies serenading passerbys with songs by Phish, U2 (no band sucks more than U2), Neil Young, The Rolling Stones, etc., people walking dogs, sponsored bike riders peddling down the street and skaters traversing through this maze. State Street (the main throughfare) is brimming with restaurants of all types. You can smell fresh Danish pastries, Italian pastas, Indian non, Greek pitas, etc... Plus, they have a Seinfeld deli!

All of this is captured on the canvas of the main street of what is a college town, a vacation spot and a celebrity magnet. The city is surrounded by the Santa Ynez mountains and the Pacific ocean. It is a city that is blessed with Mediterranean temperatures in the 60's and 70's all year round.

Ok... I wanted to capture the essesence of the city and I may be too tired to stay focused. Well, I guess it is all right, unless I decide to sell my story... LOL