The Workermonkey

Sunday, June 06, 2004

At last we meet for the first time for the last time 

# posted by DJ Booze Piñata @ 6/06/2004 10:57:00 AM

Hey!
Haven't been here for awhile. That being said, on with the show!

Chump'ey: your thoughts on most things are both impressive and positive. Keep up the good work. You should definitely engage in creating that comic blog you mentioned. Believe it or not, some people actually are able to attain more success from doing something they like than from doing something they're academically specialized in. I bet it'd be a kickass site that would trump others'. I was contemplating visiting home today for weekly food/laundry/family cordiality re-up, but i think i'm just gonna swing by your pad and try your dividends. Priorities.

Branciteam: you're on some bullshit, son. Haha just kidding.
I'm sure a few folks would agree upon not knowing many cats at the Mem-day party. This tends to be standard procedure when I try throwing a bigger party and invite every number on my cell phone. As my magnificent memorial memory recalls...:
There were representatives from the core crew there, as posted.
Many of Sean's present and former co-workers from C.O.Jones, plus affiliated parties.
The "Hippie-Reactionary Households", as I like to call them. (sidebar: although i enjoy thier company and share some similarities with them, there's always been this really strange group-dynamic when you put alot of them together.)
Friends from our time at Cedar Ridge (Sean and Jay's time was of longer duration than mine.)
And finally, various mish-mash and nefarious riff-raff.
Overall, I would say that the 'hustler' status doesn't augment the draw-in of guests TOO much, although it does magnitize the house a little more than average. Plus it gives me the sketchy mystique of a gypsy!
And yes, I was wasted by mid-afternoon and then REALLY stoned by mid-evening, all the while trying to maintain composure for woman-pimping.
*M2 tries to pimpslap B2, misses.
But I DID kick Flores' dad off the bearpong table. Son of a @#$#@ kept trying to bounce.

Worked overtime at 3 different points this week. Once my fucking state paycheck finally decides to come in, I'm gonna have BANK. Had to go to diversity training with all the new employees, cuz it evidently only has a 3-year lifespan before diversity wears off. (took it when i worked at Wadsworth Falls in Middletown 3 summers ago). Soooo boring and also redundant. One example of a problem: a truck driver with cargo comes in and asks to speak with the maintanence crew leader (perhaps....Murphy?) who is black (perhaps not). When directing the trucker to him, apparently it's not okay to say "the tall, black guy by the lake". I suggested using euphemisems like "dark guy" or "ebony gentleman", which made the one black guy in the room laugh alot.

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