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Christmas Eve Panic and Worries

Here it is, Christmas Eve. I have some things to do and thankfully do not have to work today. So I can run all the errands and get everything done to be ready for the big event tomorrow morning – the tearing of the wrapping papers.

I have two people that still needs gifts – they are the hardest fucking people to buy anything for. Mostly because they have so much crap already and they make good money, so anything that they do want they go out and buy for themselves. So what do you buy for someone who already has everything they want and need? I figure I’ll give them something edible or perishable. So I’m going to hit up the local florist shop first, and see what they’ve got. If they strike out on me, then I will go to the grocery store and buy a bunch of gourmet foods and make a custom gift basket for them.

I’m pretty sure I have all the groceries I need for the next week. I’m not cooking Christmas dinner, so I don’t have to worry about a turkey or a ham and all that. But I still need to eat breakfast and can’t count on bringing home any leftovers, so I’m buying some things like pie and sandwich bread, lettuce and deli meats, just in case.

So, I’m outta here and hope you all have a really nice Christmas.

Need a Date for the Company Christmas Party

This Saturday night is our big company Christmas party at the Sheraton. This is always a big deal for my company – they spend a lot of money on the whole evening for us. It starts off with a cocktail hour and open bar at 7:00 pm, so people have plenty of time to arrive and get happy. Then they have a formal sit down dinner with prime rib and all kinds of side dishes. And then we have a kind of awards time, with the CEO giving a speech and a lot of people getting recognition for things we’ve accomplished throughout the year. Then the company President hands out Christmas bonus checks to all the staff, which always puts a big smile on everyone’s faces.

After all the speeches and awards and the bonus checks, they bring out coffee and dessert carts with all kinds of fantastic cheesecakes, pies, cakes and ice creams. And they bring out a DJ and open the bar again. We dance until 1:00 am. It is a crazy fun dinner and dance and fun time with everyone from our office. I’m really looking forward to it and now I have to find a good looking woman to be my date and make me look good in front of my boss and co-workers.

No Neighborhood for Sports Cars

My neighborhood is a bunch of single family homes on nice, wooded lots. Everyone has a nice, well kept lawn in the front and most have a fence in the back. Its full of working class people and young families, a couple of old geezers, and me. This is not a neighborhood for sports cars. This is a neighborhood of minivans, SUVs, a few Buick Regals and my Jeep. The most daring car here is a 2010 Mustang, black, driven by an older lady across the street.

The woman next door to me drives a big white Lexus SUV and that thing is always in the shop. I had made the mistake of telling her one time that if she ever needed a ride to work while her car is being repaired, that she can call me any time. Of course, I thought it was going to be a one time repair for a few days. But it has turned out to be endless, ongoing repairs ever since she bought this lemon. I tell you what, after hearing all the problems she has had with that Lexus, I will never buy one of those fuckers.

Last night she called and told me that the Lexus has a bad transmission and that it will be in the shop this whole week. She was practically crying and of course I told her I would be happy to give her a ride to work and home again. So, this morning I had to leave the house about 20 minutes earlier than normal to give myself enough time to fetch her and go to her office, then backtrack in rush hour traffic to get to my office by 8:30. It was close, but I made it with 4 or 5 minutes to spare. Not that anyone watches the clock at my office, but I just hate to be late and take personal pride in being on time 99% of the time.

Grand Opening of a New Sports Gear Store

There is a huge new sports gear store opening up in Mt. Juliet this weekend. I noticed it when they first broke ground on the property back in the Spring. It was so big that I thought they were building one of those huge multiplex movie theaters. I was surprised when it turned out to not be a movie theater but a sports store.

The flyer that I got in the mail says that the grand opening is going to be a big deal, with lots of giveaway items to the first couple hundred shoppers in the new store, door prizes given away while you are shopping, and special money saving coupons on select brands and items, like insulated high top hunting boots for only $15, and fingerless gloves for only $4 all weekend.

you can bet your ass that I’ll be there this Saturday and looking for some bargains. And with the store being in mt. Juliet, that’s only a ten minute drive from my house – so I’ll probably be a regular shopper there now that they will be open.

Sundays are for Football and Chili

The best thing about this cold fucking weather is that Sundays mean football games at home on my big ass HDTV flatscreen with surround sound. I bought the biggest fucking TV they had in the store last year and it rocks! I put it in the middle of the room, right over the fireplace and in front of the most comfortable fucking couch you ever sat your fat ass in. And my chili is world famous – you should come by some time and have a bowl with me.

The teams that I’m loyal to have been disappointing in their performance these past couple of years. I grew up in a hard core Redskins fan family. I mean the Redskins football games were taken more seriously than religion! And then when I went to college and moved away I still cheered for the redskins – even when I couldn’t get their games on the local TV.

But now I have picked the Pittsburgh Steelers as my team. I can’t stand the Tennessee Titans – they suck and their coaching staff sucks and the team owner, Bud Adams, sucks, too. It would not hurt my feelings if the Titans packed their shit up and left town for someplace else. They are just stinking up the joint around here as far as i am concerned. Don’t let the door hit you on the ass when you go, losers!