If you have not read my original post on this topic, you might not know that I disavow any responsibility for these posts. It’s my computer’s fault, not my own. The bitch set me up.
So here’s today’s mental feed:
I was commuting from my house in West Virginia last week and listened to a DC morning drive time show during which the topic of discussion came up “Are federal government workers overpaid?” Numerous callers referred to the “lazy government workers” on the federal payroll. This really pissed me off. My two years and seven months working for the Securities and Exchange Commission has been among my most challenging and rewarding career stops. There are lazy workers everywhere, callers. I work my ass off precisely because you guys pay my salary.
Train update #1: To the girl who corners me at the commuter rail station most mornings: I now know about the liposuction that your husband wants to buy for you, your kids, your daycare issues, your operations, your distaste for alcohol, your anniversary, your overweight, single sister and this morning, your need to relieve yourself at the train station restroom. You might consider that you don’t even know my name – largely because I have yet to get a word in edgewise.
Train update #2: Dear fellow riders: I get the fact that the train can lull you to sleep, especially before 6:00am. But do me a favor: if you snore (loudly) please do not get your last hour of shuteye on the train I ride. Some guy was snoring so loud this morning I thought that the train emergency windows were going to blow out.
World Cup #1: Who knew that a bunch of tulip farmers could be so aggressive on the soccer pitch? You guys should have focused on winning the game rather than getting a bazillion yellow cards.
World Cup #2: I am super happy for for Spain and my friends in Madrid. I lived there in Reagan’s first term (cue the geezer alert) and am still friends with them today, thanks to the Internet.
Seattle Thought #1: Shauna Causey is awesome and and one of the best networkers I have ever known.
Seattle Thought #2: I have my fingers seriously crossed that Eric Berto, Shannon Paul and I will get to reprise our speaking roles at BlogWorld Expo in October.
That’s today’s mental download. Sh*t my computer says.
So it’s 103 degrees in Washington, DC and I am once again dreaming of a snow bird job in Miami. BECAUSE IT IS 10 DEGREES COOLER THERE.
On my mind today:
I may not be the sharpest social media tool in the shed, but I got a message from the contact form on my blog today from one Al Berrios who asks the intelligent question “what’s strategy without execution?” Really? Tell me more. My pal Al further writes that his company can help me, and I AM QUOTING “get sh*t done.”
Wow. Let’s forget the fact that I am being contacted by someone whom I am pretty sure I would not rely on for social media advice, but to help me “get sh*t done?” Please. And I thought that I was the only blogger who talked sh*t. Or whose computer does, because I could not possibly be responsible for these comments.
Keep plugging, Al. I am sure there is some rube out there.
My adopted state of West Virginia has their flags at half mast for the recently croaked Senator Robert Byrd. Sure, he was the longest serving senator, but if your crowning achievement is longevity, what does that say about your legislative accomplishments? I heard Senator Byrd make a speech on the senate floor a couple of years back and he clearly had lost something off of his fastball.
Al Gore needs a sense of humor, now more than ever. He needs to laugh every once in a while. I thought I heard him laugh once, but it turned out that he was choking on a piece of broccoli. I was rooting for the broccoli.
That’s all of the spamming, senatorial and inappropriate massage thoughts from the sh*t that my computer says.
I am going to branch out a bit on this blog and start making my posts about the stuff that crosses my mind; this may or may not be about social media.
And in an era of a complete lack of personal responsibility (”The bitch set me up,” and “I didn’t cheat on my wife; I am a sex addict, a victim”), I plan to blame everything on my computer. You see, it’s not me who is typing the words who is at fault, it’s clearly the computer. Hence, in honor of the book “S**t My Dad Says,” I bring you “S**t My Computer Says.”
And speaking of dads, I am sure that as these entries progress, I am ensuring that my children will be telling their psychiatrist about it in about ten years.
On my mind this morning:
I am at the cabin this morning, fresh off of an amazing fireworks display last night. A “neighbor” (two miles down the mountain and across the river) fired off what must have been thousands of dollars in fireworks last night and accompanied the show with patriotic songs blasted through a bunch of speakers. It rivaled other fireworks I have seen put on by whole towns. Thanks for the display, guys.
I have got to get to the gym. My ass is expanding faster than the gulf oil spill.
My German Shepherd broke the steel cable that keeps him from dashing off yesterday when he saw a deer that had wandered onto our property. A steel freaking cable. I suppose that he has developed a taste for venison.
It’s blazing hot around here. Gonna hit nearly 100 – and we’re in the mountains. I was sweating yesterday like a politician getting ready to take a polygraph test.
That’s it for this morning. If you like it, comment. If not, just blame this computer. It says a lot of s**t.
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time show during which the topic of discussion came up “Are federal government workers overpaid?” Numerous callers referred to the “lazy government workers” on the federal payroll. This really pissed me off. My two years and seven months working for the Securities and Exchange Commission has been among my most challenging and rewarding career stops. There are lazy workers everywhere, callers. I work my ass off precisely because you guys pay my salary.
may not be about social media.
