It saves having to hide their faces...

http://apps.hewgill.com/cgi-bin/ljmarkov.pl It's a randon text generator and it's hilarious. It even makes me sound funny! Here's some of what it's generated for me...

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I'm a little scared of finding out what "getting it from the one who is both ex-military AND an ex-cop" involves...


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ROTFLBigotedAO!

Uberreiniger's Quote's of the Past Two Weeks

"What is this obsession you have with sticking cans of beer up things' butts?"

-Kim, one of the actors in our Shakespeare group asking her husband about his unusual culinary techniques. At least that's her story and I presume she's sticking to it.

"Is that a turkey or is that an American flag?"

-Someone else in our group, who wishes to remain anonymous, in response to seeing something that may have been a turkey... or possibly an American flag.

Yer in more trouble than a white virgin backstage at a Wu-Tang Clan concert, buster!

Nothing is more cathartic than going absolutely Malkavian on someone's ass when they are in desperate need of it and tonight I got to.

We have this woman named Sharri where I work who likes play Good Samaritan to every hard-luck story she meets. This is all well and good EXCEPT when she starts bringing them onto the client's property which we are EXPLICITLY instructed to keep people off of! I relieved her last night and went on my first patrol only to find she had returned to the property and dropped off a woman whose car had broken down nearby, letting the woman park in the circle drive in front of our main entrance. Then she had the nerve to LEAVE again, making the poor unfortunate woman me and my partner's problem! Without going into the boring minutiae of my job, I'll just say we could have gotten in serious trouble just letting the woman be there in the first place. If she'd driven up and asked for our help then of course we would've helped her, but you CAN'T go bringing people onto the client's property and then just leaving them there. The woman was very understanding and did everything she could to get Allstate to send the towtruck down there as quickly as possible, but even that took most of the night due to bad communication on the towing company's part. So tonight I gave Sharri a li'l ol' piece of my mind, telling her in no uncertain terms never to do that to me again. Watching lots of Samuel L. Jackson movies has its benefits sometimes, hee-hee. Of course she launched into a defense with "well excuse me for trying to be a good Christian..." just like she always does every time she does something like this. Excuse me, but there's nothing Christian about endangering other people's jobs!

*sigh* I really didn't mind helping the woman, I honestly didn't. But it was the principle of the thing; the fact that she left the client property, came back ONTO the client property with the woman, and then promptly left again, leaving the whole mess for me to deal with. Am I the only one who thinks that if you're going to take the initiative on something like that then you need to be the one to take responsibility? I wasn't the one at the desk when the whole thing started or I would've told it like it was right then and there. Since I wasn't, I just saved it for tonight. I doubt she'll probably speak to me for a while, but I don't care. Not getting fired on account of her antics is a little more important to me than her opinion of me at this point.

In other news, my legs are sore from all the rough-housing choreography we did in rehearsal yesterday. Keenly aware of how out of shape I truly I am, I think I have proper incentive to start using the gym at work again. Considering how we'll be performing each scene a minimum of four times throughout the night of the banquet I'm going to need some serious wind and I'm going to need it fast. Other than that, I'm good. I picked up the new guitar amp this past weekend (A Crate 212 2-speaker combo, for you musical gear-heads,) and am utterly salivating at all the effects and and cool sonic toys suddenly at my fingertips. I've barely gotten a chance to play with it and am dying for a chance to really sink some good practice time in. Also, perhaps most significantly of all is the fact that I finished my query letter! Now to start mailing it and do a final edit on the manuscript while it circulates. Almost makes me wish I wasn't going over to Lesley's tomorrow night so I could work on it all some more! (To which, many of you are doubtlessly asking yourselves, "Tyree, are you feeling okay?")