tooting the wrong kind of horn in the office

I have a presentation to do this afternoon, I’m doing a little lecture on Configuration Management for my development team at work. I tried to splice in as much humor as possible to make this rather dull topic interesting. But given that fart humor is frowned upon in the workplace, it limits my repertoire greatly.

I put together a proposed site map for a new client last night for a redesign, I did some updates to the Wheelies site for my buddy LarryMac, and I forwarded a couple questions to the Battleship New Jersey development office about how to handle a new feature with their online donations.

I stopped off at the library on the way home last night, returned Open Water and Flags of Our Fathers, and picked up 21 Grams. Open Water was decent, but I really found the story behind making the movie actually more interesting. They actually filmed with live wild sharks, pretty scary. Even scarier is that they already released a sequel…straight to DVD. How do you make a sequel if all the characters in the movie die? Flags of Our Fathers was disappointing I felt, the battle scenes were well done. That said, I really haven’t seen a war movie since Saving Private Ryan that’s totally knocked my socks off. I think my biggest problem was that I expected too much since Clint Eastwood was directing.

Somethings I forgot about the NYC trip:

  • at my request, my Mom bought me a ridiculously blingy watch for $10 on the street…actually two watches for $10 (ladies and mens matching pair…I think this is real zirconium on the dial.
  • We stopped in at Manny’s for me to ogle the guitars and keyboards – by the way…that’s got to be the saddest excuse for a website ever, Manny – call me!
  • I wasn’t able to go visit Paradise Square to settle for good and all who holds sway over the five points.

Yogi and I got in a nice 2 mile run this morning. My pup really appreciated that, he hasn’t run with me since last Thursday.

10 Responses to “tooting the wrong kind of horn in the office”

  1.  Chris Says:

    Today’s graphic… ewwww!

  2.  ThePapaDog Says:

    Nothing better than fart jokes.

    I was going to comment on something else, but poor poor Brian. Ha Ha I laughed so hard at that.

    Is that so wrong? I’m still laughing…

    I’m going to go watch it again…

  3.  V-Grrrl Says:

    My husband, then my fiance, was doing the marathon 20 hour drive from Oklahoma to Virginia to visit me. He stopped at a gas station or truck stop somewhere in between and succumbed to the bling watch pitch. This was too funny—imagine an engineer with a watch like a pimp. The sad thing–I think he thought it was real gold. SUCKER!

  4.  apertome Says:

    Yeesh … boring topic indeed. I hope you’re able to keep it interesting.

    I’m cracking up about the bling. That sounds like something I’d do, although I pretty much have a policy against buying anything from street “vendors” like that. I might be able to make an exception in that case.

  5.  tori Says:

    Poor Brian, but that can’t be real, is it?

  6.  furiousBall Says:

    Chris – it’s not pretty, but true

    PapaDog – I’ve been taking “Geez Brian” breaks all day too

    V-Grrl – I will post a picture of this masterpiece of a timepiece

    apertome – I incorporated a flaming cod piece into the presentation. i got the watch more for entertainment value than anything. i look at my wrist at this rigoddamndiculous watch throughout the day and laugh my ass off

    tori – although I feel bad for Brian, it wouldn’t be as funny if it was fake

  7.  mamatulip Says:

    Open Water scared the crap out of me. I want to see the sequel, but I don’t. You know?

  8.  Kristin Says:

    Happy belated birthday!

    Open Water almost caused me to ban all ocean going activities… we were about 5 minutes from becoming paddling pool people!

  9.  Diesel Says:

    You could always try burping your whole presentation.

  10.  corky Says:

    The tour guide on the Circle Line pointed out the 5 points. I forgot to mention that on my post yesterday.

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