Had another voodoo bumpity-boo with our favorite red-headed Financial Voodoo Priestess this afternoon. She was showing off her newest shrunken head - fresh off the shoulders of a Front Office Yutz whom she'd caught using the "corporate" charge card to rent chairs for an office party.
ME
Chairs? Why would anyone rent chairs?
HER
So the strippers would have a place to sit.
Damn, she's good. I never even saw that one coming. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the company of women who are smarter than I am. It's just that whenever she shows me her necklace of shrunken heads during a meeting, I get this feeling that I should have worn a catcher's mask and a cup.
She told me that her husband has a website that I and the other Winged Monkeys of Software should see. A wet dread ran through my veins. She wrote the URL on the back of my notes for the meeting. It had the word GAMERZ in it. That could only be something evil, I thought, something so evil I wouldn't dare open a link to at work - especially not with this being contract renewal season for our resident network nazi - Earl, The Son of Santa. Let me quote ... "Ho, ho, ho, Mother F*cker. I gotcha now" ... For him Renewal IS the 'come to Jesus' event from the movie Logan's Run. The only difference is that in Earl's version of the movie, he gets renewed by throwing the bodies of enough network users onto the big red bug zapper. He detects the offense using his "proprietary computer forensic methods" and *poof* the victims connectivity privileges vanish in puffs of smoke.
After the meeting, I was thinking about how I should spin this for the ol' blog. I visited the restroom to try to wash off the dirty feeling I get from gatherings like this. As I was drying my hands I noticed some graffiti in the mirror. Someone had left me a sign ... Flush twice; it's a long way to the main cafeteria ...
Here's a link to the Voodoo Priestess' husband's website.
http://welovegamerz.com/
They've got a screenplay (and who doesn't?) they're trying to get noticed. There is some interesting and fun original material, even a music video love song to a video game. I'll have to take a look at it again in a few days when the monetary "shock and awe" from today's meeting with the Priestess has worn off.
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You're so funny! Thanks for stopping by my house in the roses this morning....
"Love is friendship set to music."
~E. Joseph Crossmann~ HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU!
Cielo
"The trees look frightened"???????????????????? WTF is that?
I strongly believe that video games are warping minds, that statement from the site you posted a link to is a prime example....
Yet, my son has an x-box, playstation 1 and 2 and God only knows how many horrifically violent and anti-social games to go along with them.
I am such a hypocrite! Not really, I think that's really a bunch of nonsense spouted by women like Tipper Gore, who back in the 80's thought that Metal music was doing the same thing.
My first full-sized album was Motley Crue's Shout at the Devil. This being the fanatic bible belt that it is, and my own mother it's diligent leader, she had a conniption fit over it.
Like any thirteen year old, I thought my parents were insane and living in the dark ages, so I sloooooowly explained to her (about 50 times) that it was "shout AT the devil, not WITH!.
She didn't care, the song Bastard didn't help my cause, so I would play it very loudly after she stomped downstairs, knowing that between the music, and the HORRIBLE books that I read (as if there is such a thing) I was going to "warp my brain".
Hmmmm, funny how when we grow up, those things come back to haunt us...I truly have a warped brain, even my kids agree that I am waaaay out there.
Could be why I can relate so easily to you Don! :)
Geez, sorry that comment was so long, I do tend to ramble (part of the whole warped brain syndrome).
Forgot to mention I LOVE the pic....did you get one w/ red hair yet (the voodoo doll)?
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