December 30, 2003


Please excuse the lack of updates lately, as this is vacation week for ye Admiral.

So far I have managed to do almost nothing constructive, and it's the greatest feeling in the world. No time constraints, no deadlines, no worries... just a lot of sleep, and a lot of fun. I'm also very happy that we found out how much fun poker can be, especially when you don't actually bet large sums of money.

Yay vacation!

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December 28, 2003

Challenge Complete!

I shaved!

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December 23, 2003

Hairy Christmas!

Only two days to go until the shave challenge comes to an official end. I must say, I am very impressed that we all made it this far. Today is exactly one month since the last time I attempted to look cleaned up and proper, and I must admit, I'm getting a little attatched to the big red beard. In fact, I'm contemplating an extended ending date, for the simple fact that's it's much easier to be lazy. Regardless of that, though, the official challenge still ends on Christmas Day, and I can assume that Chase and Joe have no plans to give up now. Hang in there guys, we're almost there!


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December 19, 2003

Xmas Is Coming

How do I know Christmas is coming? Well, tonight is our company Christmas party for one, but more importantly, I walked into work this morning to find this sitting in front of my computer monitor. It sings, its mouth moves, he's got a little pink tongue, and he even has a beard! He's motion sensitive, and sometimes just plain old sensitive, and sings 'Santa Claus Is Coming To Town.' Best of all, Janice, who left it on my desk, told me I can keep it. Yay!

Jay wants to punch him, but I refuse to turn him off. So, I placed him on my printer which sits between me and Jay, just to help boost his holiday spirit. I think he's enjoying it. (You can see the placement of the moose in today's unshaven photo.)

Also this morning, after a nice game of 6 a.m. basketball with Joe, I decided to indulge in some chocolate chip pancakes at our weekly breakfast 'meeting.' (Calling it a meeting makes it seem more work related, though today we actually did have breakfast with customers, so it was somewhat legit.) It had been a long time since I had chocolate chip pancakes, and those suckers were GOOD.

As I finish up here, I need to give a moose update:

Jay charged after him, and Mike said to 'hang him.'

Please note, it's only 9:15 a.m. We have a whole day ahead of us.


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December 18, 2003

Wondering About The Wonderland

I'm a little short on time this morning, as we are renovating the showroom here, and I get to play with all kinds of fun equipment (pictures will be posted soon), but I did need to bring up one very important question.

This morning, Jenn and Barbara here at work brought up a very interesting point. In the song "Winter Wonderland, who is 'Parson Brown,' and what, exactly, is his role in the story? The lyrics are as follows:

In the meadow we can build a snowman,

And pretend that he is Parson Brown.

He'll say are you married? We'll say "No man,

But you can do the job when you're in town."

A quick google search led me to no definite answer. Instead, I found that Parson Brown is a type of orange, but that doesn't help much. I also discovered that a Parson is a type of minister (to what extent I don't know, so don't yell at me if I'm not exact in that definition). If this were the case, however, it makes the song even more anti-christmas, suggesting that the snowman is pretending to be a priest, and he's about to 'do the job while he's in town?'

The only possibility we could think of was this snowman is a priest, and he is going to fake-marry this couple while he's there... but that's just stupid. It would explain, though, why they are conspiring by the fire about their future plans.(Jenn thought is was prespire by the fire, which would open a whole new can of worms).

Anyway, if you can help us with this question it'd be greatly appreciated. For further assistance, here are the lyrics for the entire song.

Also, pictures of a ripped up Litco, along with Return of the King babble, coming soon.


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December 10, 2003

'Bed' Karma

For the past couple weeks, I noticed that I have been following a certain superstition that I believed to be quite silly, yet couldn't bring myself to break. Last night, however, I was ironically reminded that perhaps superstitions are not as fictitious as I may have thought.

For as long as I could remember, I had been getting out of my bed on the left hand side. I'm not really sure why, just a habit I suppose, but something that happened every morning without fail. One day, I decided to try and get out of bed on the right side, wondering if maybe all this time I had been waking up on the 'wrong side of the bed.' Well wouldn't you know, I had one of the greatest days I'd had in a very long time, and I have continued to get out of bed, every morning- and climb into bed, every night- on the right side, which is also the 'right' side, apparently.

Follow me so far?

Ok good... So anyway, this has been going on for probably two months, maybe longer. Everyday since, I have almost felt myself with a different outlook on life in general, and it seems things, overall, have actually been 'better.' This doesn't necessarily mean I have struck the lotto, or fell into some other amazing luck, it just appears that waking up on the 'right' side of the bed has actually helped to brighten up what might be an otherwise crappy day.

(get to the point Jed!) Sorry...

So to continue this meaningless babble, I will bring us to last night. I crawled into bed from the right side, like I had been, and started to doze off while watching Futurama on Adult Swim (note: Cartoon Network is the best station ever for lining up Futurama, followed by Family Guy, every night.) As I lay there, my cat jumped on the dresser to my left, and knocked something to the ground. Rather than have him destroy it, I decided to go pick it up (it was a hackysack which, if torn apart, would leave a huge mess). It was so close to the left side that I figured I could cross this imaginary barrier quickly, just to grab the hackysack and put it out of the cats reach.

As I swung my leg over this 'off-limits' plane of existence, the corner in which I was sitting slipped from its frame and fell to the ground. I heard a board that was holding the mattress in place snap as the bed went crashing down, rendering it useless. I sat there for a moment, grabbed the ball, got back into my now crooked bed, and quietly giggled at the irony of it all while Family Guy graciously led me to dream land.

So I wonder... is superstition real, or is it just a state of mind? Is karma something to worry about, or is it worrying that fuels it? After all, if I had gotten out of bed on the right side, it probably would not have broken, would it? Furthermore, if I had not even had this superstition in the first place, the bed would have broken a long time ago, right? Based on my exeperience (and other similar situations which I have come across in the past) I think superstition and karma do exist, but only if you want them to. It seems that getting out of the bed every morning was just a little snippet of the day that helped to view the world differently; in other words, it's as if saying 'I woke up on the right side of the bed, so today cannot be bad, and I will work through anything!', thus no problem I encounter during the course of the day will be too tough to handle. Conversely, waking up on the left side would lead to 'I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, thus horrible things will happen!', and a broken pencil might send you over the edge. Either way, I think karma and superstition can be used wonderfully, if used correctly. Make the superstition something you can easily endure, or wonderfully conquer, and that little bit of confidence can go a very long way.

Or, maybe I just have a humorously coincidental life, which is totally acceptable in my book.


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December 08, 2003

Painfully Disgusting

You know how people pass by car accidents, and they just have to look and see what happened, regardless of how bad it might be?

About five minutes ago, "Big Scott" from the warehouse came in here (note: we call him "Big Scott" because he is 300 lbs., not of fat, but of pure strength. He can palm my head. He played football for Syracuse back when "The Rock", from wrestling fame, played for Miami, or whatever Florida school he went to. During one play, "Big Scott" levelled The Rock, aka Dwayne Johnson, taking him out with ease. Apparently "Big Scott" could smell what the Rock was cooking.  Oh, also, his name is Scott.)

Anyway, "Big Scott" came into my office and began to tell me about his toe nail, and how it was really bothering him. He unlaced his boot, and showed me the damaged toe nail... it was nasty.

Oh no, it doesn't stop there.

"I should just cut this nail off," he says. "It's bugging the crap outta me."

I responded with a horrified giggle from my desk.

"Big Scott" then began to play with it, and I hypnotically looked, unable to turn away. "You know what?" he said. "I'm just gonna rip this thing right off."

At this point I should have turned away, but my eyes were fixated on that brownish, greenish toe nail wiggling around on his big toe.

My eyes grew larger, the hand slowly moved towards the nail...

slowly getting closer...



I thought I was going to vomit, and my head fell immidiatley into my hands. I heard "Big Scott" laughing gleefully from across the room, obviously aware that he creeped me out. Unfortunately for me, however, he had only ripped half the nail off, and I had to go through the process once more.

"Ah much better," he snickered, without even a wince.

It was only after he threw the dead toe nail away that we came up with the brilliant idea of leaving it on Jay's desk (as he was not in here at the time), but I guess we'll have to live with it being in his garbage can, which- trust me- is gross enough.


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December 05, 2003

New Competitor!

Guess what!? Joe has joined the unshaven challenge! I'll be taking his pics here at work, so look for updates every weekday in the right hand column of the poop deck.

Welcome aboard!

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Today's unshaven photo is inspired by Eminem, for no particular reason.

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December 04, 2003

Washington, Jefferson, and 'Link'oln

Here are some random links from the past couple days that are worth checking out if you have some downtime:

This one is from Karen. You biker folks better not come to Connecticut- apparently you can be pulled over if you travel over 65 mph. (I think if you intentionally get a bike to go 65mph, you should be awarded... that's pretty crazy) Also, why are lollipops banned in Washington?

Here is a link from Meghan. We have a few of the real ones hanging up here at work. I want to come in at night and change them to these when no one is looking... mwa ha ha.

This link comes from Chef Monkeywerks. I don't think I need to comment further.

Finally, I will leave you with this link from Joe. I'd like to see someone get pulled over on THAT for going 65mph.


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December 02, 2003

12 Hours Too Late

I am a big fan of George Winston. Some of the things he can do on a piano are mindblowing, producing sounds that are incredible to hear and impossible to copy. One of the more unique things about him is the music in which he plays, ranging from Vince Guaraldi to The Doors. This time of year especially- the Christmas season- his music seems to find it's niche and remain there, always ready to spin in the cd player.

I remember a few years ago, the day of my last final exam in my freshman year of college, my sister Beckie and I had a chance to see him perform in New Haven, on December 22nd, right before the holiday. He, of course, played all the Charlie Brown Christmas music, and most of the line-up from his December album. It was a great way to enjoy the holiday, and I'll always remember it as being one of the most influential and inspiring concerts I've ever been to.

As I listened to December this morning, I wanted to relive that feeling, and bring back that warmth by seeing him perform once more. But of course, since my life enjoys mocking me, I missed him by 12 hours, as George Winston was in my backyard LAST NIGHT, playing his holiday concert in West Hartford. As you can see by his schedule, he comes nowhere near my part of Connecticut during the remainder of his tour.

For now, I guess I'll just have to settle with the cd's... but I guess that's not so bad.


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December 01, 2003


Alas, it is December, and my favorite time of the year. I am a total sucker for all the holiday cheesiness- I like the decorations, the music, and the whole feeling that surrounds Christmas and the month of December. This year is especially exciting because I just drew a huge arrow through the last week and a half of the month on my calendar, marking my nice, long vacation. Plus, there is Lord of the Rings in Albany to look forward to on the 17th; Marc and Meghans wedding on the 27th; hopefully some December snow (which is much better than snow in later months. December snow seems whiter, cleaner, and not nearly as annoying as January, February, and March snow); and of course, lot's and lot's of food, sleep, and Mario Kart once that vacation finally rolls around.

On another note, I have also decided that, if my beard grows full enough by December 23rd, I am going to dye it white and come to work dressed as Santa Claus on Christmas Eve. Yay for making even more of a fool of myself!


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