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Posted 1:46 PM by Todd

Two weeks of solid overtime is enough to make anyone go crazy. Seriously, all of this overtime that I've been working is seriously cutting into my "lying at the pool time". I think that we should all take a mental health day. Maybe even write a long awaited UPDATE!

Current Music: Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back is on in the background.
Today's Random Fact: According to The New York Times the Internet is now home to an estimated 2.5 million blogs, but 96 percent of online users never look at any of them. Hell, if that's not a reason to tell your friends about *BNR* I don't know what is!

P.S. Have you seen how many different countries *BNR* has had visitors from? Damn we're popular!

I haven't updated in such a long time and I have so much to write, so I'm going to keep some of these short and sweet. Or sour. Whatever works.

First off, the gas station I frequent sells 100% gas (no ethanol or other goofy additives.) Anywho, at the counter, this gas station also sells vitamins. Since they're only 79 cents I buy a packet every time I fill up. It seems appropriate that when I gas up my car I should fuel my body right? Well, it seems these vitamins aren't the highest quality supplements on the market, because after taking them I burp mad-style for hours. And the burps taste bad. Really bad.

Here's an idea I've been pondering for weeks now. They just passed a Concealed Carry law in Ohio and people have been making all kinds of hullabaloo about it. Actually it hasn't been all that big a deal, but I wanted to use the word hullabaloo. Anywho, now it's legal to carry. I don't have one (yet) but I DO want to make up some bumper stickers (and maybe sell them on *BNR*...) The sticker would say, "Concealed Carry is now legal". Then underneath that on the next line there'd be one of those yellow smiley faces before and after the line that says, "Don't tailgate". What do you think?

Quick random though: Remember the show "The Secret World of Alex Mack"? What ever happened to that girl? She was kind of hot. Okay, next!

When I was a kid my mom put peroxide on every scrape and cut we endured. She said the bubbles were good because that meant the wound was being cleaned. Well it turns out mom was wrong. I've since learned that peroxide and rubbing alcohol and such should only be used to clean the wound the very first time. After that you should only use a mild soap and warm water. Peroxide (or whatever) is too harsh to use on a healing wound. It'll actually delay healing and cause harm by killing the white cells and the new skin cells that are forming. Interesting huh?

I sweat quite a bit when I'm nervous. It's really annoying if people notice it's probably a huge physiological/psychological weakness. Well nuts to that, I'm not letting anyone figure this shit out on there own, I'm going to tell everyone! If you're talking to me and I'm sweating like a pig, I'm probably nervous as hell! Ha! Take that!

Another quick random thought: I don't like tall people. Especially tall women. They bother me. Next!

I hit my head quite a bit. It makes for great stories, especially when other people are telling them, but it also hurts! A couple days ago after yet another cranium whack, one of the nurses at work asked me if I live with a permanent concussion. It'd be funny if I wasn't constantly forgetting things and feeling dizzy and losing my coordination. Seriously. One of the guys I work with said that he's going to bring me a helmet to wear around the hospital so I don't accidentally kill myself. Might be a good idea.

I'm at that weird age where a wide range of women find me attractive. The fact that I see a ton of new people at the hospital every day helps too. For example, I'll be talking to a single mother and her single daughter, and they both hit on me. Don't get me wrong, I don’t mind at all. I just find it oddly entertaining.

Another quick random thought: If you use the phrase "I'm as lithe as a cat" while at work, regardless of the reason, people will look at you funny. Moving on...

I hate ring-tones. I know this is going to affront a lot people, but it needs to be said. In fact I'll say it again. I HATE RING-TONES! What the hell is wrong with you people? It doesn't sound like a song, it sounds like a damned cell phone! And either the stupid thing is too quiet and you don't hear it ring when I call, or it's so damn loud that I can hear it from a hundred feet away when I'm trying to relax at the pool! Let me tell ya, there's nothing more professional then being in a meeting with you boss and having a little 50 ring out. Seriously, ring-tones are like farts, you like your own but you can't stand everyone else's. Do the world a favor and set it to a standard ring.

Hey! I saw the Home Star Runner Cheatar at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland! (I spelled out HomeStarRunner for all those googlers out there that surf in.) So yeah, I finally saw it! It was inside the hall, inside the main atrium. I took a couple pictures of it, so I'll post those soon! Hooray for finally seeing the Cheatar!

It's time for another *BNR* Review! I went to a fantastic Italian restaurant yesterday. Its called Francesco's. Its in Broadview Heights (Ohio) tucked into a little strip center where Pazzo's used to be before they moved. This place was awesome; the food was so good! I never order anything with red sauce on it because I'm very picky about what sauce I like what with my grandmother being Italian and all. So anywho, I tried both the Marinara and tomato sauce and I liked them both! They had a really they had a really good Chianti too. So seriously, when you're in the neighborhood, stop by. And while you're there, try the fried mozzarella triangles.

Oh a closing note I went to a Dave Matthews Band concert the other night. I noticed two things. Number one: There were no black people at the concert, and I think I know why. It has nothing to do with the music, that was actually pretty good. It has to do with the dancing. If you've never been to a DMB concert before, let me set this up for you. It's early summer at an outdoor arena, so you've got thousands of college kids that are home from school. Every guy is dressed in some form of khaki The women are dressed differently and yet somehow they still manage to look identical. Beer is being sold for 8 bucks a glass and yet everyone is drinking it as fast as they can. As the sun goes down, a cloud of marijuana smoke grows to cover the audience. The band takes the stage, the first chord is strummed, and it starts. The dancing. I've never seen dancing like this. It was hilarious. The closest thing I can compare it to is an Indian Rain Dance. They were hopping around punching the sky with their fists. Literally. And they had no rhythm at all. It was really goofy. They had so much energy too, which was odd, because most of the music was pretty laid back. Oh, get this: Everyone on the lawn was standing. The entire time. Who does that? I thought you got lawn seats so you could lay back and get baked? It was a really strange experience. And now I smell pot everywhere. This happens every time I'm around people who are smoking, I smell it for days. Strange huh?

Another quick random thought: When people string out old fashioned curly-type phone cords and I have to get around said chord, it makes me super dizzy.

Okay, I think that's all. I feel bad for not updating more frequently, but that overtime was killer. I get my check today, so we'll see how much cash I get. I sure hope it's a lot, because I busted my ass. Have a good week, go outside and get a tan or something! Later, -T-