Well, That's Strange
I joined thefacebook.com the other day, merely to keep with my habit of joining fun membership-only websites and then only visiting them like once or twice more.

Anyway, I got friended by a girl from my high school. Mind you, I had heard absolutely nothing out of high school folks, really, since like my sophomore year in college. That's my own fault rather than theirs, since I'm one of those guys who likes to hang out with people, but not to call them on the phone and find out how they're doing.

It's odd. I did a quick search and there are like three people from my high school on thefacebook, and I'm one of them. Why is that? Did I really grow up in such a technologically backwards state that people don't know about hip and happening websites? Or are West Virginians, and Capital High students in general, really normal, and Wash U kids so incredibly coked-up on the newest hip thing that we/they join any old website, as long as it's new?

Crap! Three weeks?
That's right...that's almost how long it's been since I updated my blog. Terrible soryr, I am, but I've been pretty busy lately. Too busy to post, in fact. That's right. Live with it.

That being said, I promise a longer post tomorrow, but for right now I'd like to gripe.

My new office does not have a bulletin board, and I'd very much like to hang up my detritus, rather than storing it in a box top on my heater. So I ordered this bulletin board through our office supply vendor, and it came in yesterday.

Problem is, it's one of those screw-mount types, replete with the expanding wall mounters (you know the ones I'm talking about), and my office hasn't got any holes in the wall. Shame, really, but that's the problem with not having termites.

And I don't own a drill. Well, not a real one, anyway. So I went to Home Depot today looking to buy what's alternately called a Yankee Drill (incorrect name) or Push Drill (incorrect name). Officially, this device is called a Yankee-style Push Drill (haha!), and it works by putting pressure on the rear of the drill, which spins gears, which rotate a bit, which puts a hole in something. It's a nifty toy, really, and I've used one many times since my lad-hood days. Bonus feature: They usually come with four bits, but have space for eight. Nice feature guaranteed to have people coming back.

Problem is, nobody sells one. Neither Home Depot nor Lowe's can be bothered to sell any tool which is not powered by something other than your own hands. Eighty bajillion square feet of tools and lumber and they can't sell something the size of a tube of toothpaste? That's like Rite-Aid not selling aspirin.

I've managed to find several on eBay, and that may be where I end up getting this thing. I'm kind of peeved, because I simply shouldn't have to work this hard. Not for something work-related, anyway.

Shamefully Catchy Song of the Day
"Scotty Doesn't Know" by Matt Damon.

Question of the Day
Would you like to come to the pants party?

Toldja So.
Some of you may remember this post from August, when I wrote the following:
"This also means that the Lakers are officially in rebuilding mode, and instead of looking for good players, are looking for role players to cushion Kobe Bryant from having to take any blame."

Today, Lakers Coach Rudy Tomjanovich announced that he's leaving the Lakers after tonight's game, partly as a result of continued ill health, but partly as a result of his team's poor play. (story here)

This is the point where I gloat.