We had an anonymous survey at work the other week. A bunch of us that had unfair judgements called against us by our boss, scored our manager terribly on the survey. He was very mad and sulking like a teenage girl. It was all quite funny. We tried to make him feel better by telling him that everybody would be happier if it was actually busy. Oh well, can't hide the truth though. He manages our department as if we are pre-schoolers, marking on our time sheets if we make good hours he'll mark good   more...or very good. No one got a gold star yet but waiting for it. If somebody punched in the morning late, there would be a frowny face drawn on it. Is that not retarded or what? What an idiot.  less

The Weekend was good. Part on my car came loose on me while driving it Friday night, but I fixed it Saturday morning. Saturday night went to company's party on a ranch. That was fun and went to a pool hall afterwards. Sunday watched the Superbowl at my buddy's place and ate like a pig. Man I am still full. Won't be able to sleep anytime soon and it's 1:00 a.m. right now. All in all, it was a good weekend.

My boss is a 45 year old man, but he acts like a 15 year old biatch!

Hey peeps, take a gander and tell me what you think of my guitar playing.

Finally a video is uploaded, not the finest in cinematography, but you get to see who I am at first.