"Once In a Decade Storm"

We got somewhere in the neighborhood of 9 inches of snow last night. We are going to get another 5 or so today. The governor declared a state of emergency. The National Weather Service said the storm is one with "Intensity that we normally see once or twice a decade". I drove 20 miles to work.

I want to recap my office situation as we speak. I am one of 8 full time people that work here. 5 of those people live within 2 miles of the office. My bosses all live less than 5 miles away. Three of them live within a half mile. Besides me, the other people live 5 and 12 miles away respectively. This was a long way to say that I by far live the furthest away. Standard procedure is that we are supposed to be here by 7:30. Some (one person) sometimes comes in earlier. A few of the bosses show up whenever the fuck they feel like it. But typically at least half the office is here by 7:30. Did I mention that I live the furthest away? And that I'm THE ONLY FUCKING PERSON HERE????? Did anyone call me to tell me we wouldn't be open today??? Fuck no they didn't. Yet I guess everyone else got the memo. When discussing the storm before I left last night I was given the old "Well, just be careful. If you feel like you can't make it, don't kill yourself." TRANSLATION: "You are out of vacation, so you better fucking show up so that we can grossly underpay you."

I'm really unhappy.

The only bright spot about being here is that the dish was fucked up at home and we have no TV. So my wife is snowed in with no TV. I am going to be cleaning up body parts later. She does not do well minus TV. The DVR is functional, so I suppose I could have caught up on some of the 40 hours of shit I've got sitting on there.

Mother Nature Is A Dirty Whore

At least this isn't next weekend when I'm likely going to have to stand outside for at least some portion of Mark's wedding. But seriously, it is October.

Merry Frickin' Christmas Boys and Girls!

So it technically isn't Christmas yet, but I'm off of work until Monday, and the family get togethers begin tonight, so close enough. Pretty excited about having to brave six inches of snow to get to my folks house tonight, and fighting with my wife about who has to drive home. My plan is to do about eight shots in the first hour so I am too drunk to drive.

Last night I finally broke down and got a new snowblower. My old one that I got for $50 two years ago broke, and was not repairable. So we headed out to the box stores last night to look. Eventually my wife forced me to get the more expensive model of the type we were looking at. I haven't used it yet (although it is slowing like a mother outside right now) but I'm pretty sure there is an option that sucks my dick.

RANDOM BEER REVIEW: Leinenkugel's "1888 Bock"

The bottom line is that it is tasty as fuck. Not the best beer I've ever had, but definitely among the best Leinie's. I didn't pour it into a glass, but it tastes like it is a brown-ish color. Tastes more like a Scotch Ale than a Bock. When I think of a bock, I normally think of a really, really dark beer. Like most Leinie's products, its lighter than that, but has alot of taste. I would highly recommend it. Plus its got a sweet fluorescent green label, with grass and shit on it, so it feels like spring.

SUNDAY WEATHER REPORT: High of 27, Sunny

Snow, Vultures & Boldin

If you were to ask me what I wanted to do for 2 1/2 hours on a Friday night after working for 10 hours, I can pretty much guarantee you that shoveling snow would not be my answer. We got another gigantic ass fucking snowstorm in Northeast Wisconsin. I would also like to add that my snowblower is broken and has been "getting an estimate" for five days now. Alot of you are probably calling me a pussy right now. Well. Fuck You. We are now nearing an all time record for snow in the month of December. In fucking history. And it snows in Wisconsin alot. And shoveling it isn't fun. I swear to god (probably Sports Bottle's) if I sweat through another sweatshirt this winter, I will kill someone.

The championship of the OJSFA got started last night with the Jags/Colts game. I had MoJo Drew going. And he got TWO touchdowns that he rightfully earned vultured by that QB with Crone's Disease and some asshole I've never heard of. MoJo DID end up with 23.2 points, which is a pretty good game, but nowhere near as good at 35 plus would've been. I'm not going to be happy if I lose by less than 12. Fucking vultures.

I got a sick feeling in my stomach this morning when I heard that Anquan Boldin may not play Saturday. When the fuck did he get hurt? Goddamn the NFL West and your shitty fucking teams that allows a team like Arizona to be locked into the playoffs with two games left, and have the luxury of sitting one of your best players for having a hangnail. Fuck.

Late Reaction, Stupid People and Snow "Events"

I figured its about time I weigh in with my 6.5 pesos on Sunday. I was at the game for the second week in a row, and for the second week in a row, I was personally kicked in the nuts by 53 professional football players and their coaches. How you surrender 500+ yards in a game is beyond me. How you continue to dominate the turnover ratio, which is supposedly the best indicator of how a team will do (they won 4 to 1 on Sunday, and according to Jaws, the team that wins the turnover battle wins 77% of the time), and still lose is beyond me. How you replace a decent punter, with a shitty one, probably lose a game because of it, and then replace him again with a punter that had a semi-great game, and still lose is beyond me. How you commit only 5 penalties, yet somehow wait until the most crucial situations to commit them is beyond me. How all of this can happen, and you get fucked by the officials on top of it is beyond me. There are greater powers at work here or something. As shitty as the defense is at stopping people when it needs to, it is spectacular at forcing turnovers, which should really make up for it. But somehow, with a holding penalty here, and a dropped pass there, we fuck it up. I just don't get it. We clearly aren't that good, and I guess we should start looking forward to the draft. Where I will again get really, really drunk.

Took a new direction at the game this week. My former status quo had been: park in a residential area with easy in and out, South of the stadium, head down to the bars on Holmgren Way, get a brat and bloody at the Bay City Smokehouse tent, stare at Paul Hornung and William Henderson as they sign autographs at Stadium View, watch some drunken asshole fall off the mechanical bull, drink a beer or two, walk around a bit, go into the game, get a beer, sit down, watch game.

This week I got free tickets to the game (which is alot cheaper than the $93 I paid for the Lions game when the Packers were still good) and went with my father in-law. He wanted to meet up with a friend of his at Buffalo Wild Wings (hereinafter BW2, there aren't three fucking W's). His buddy claimed that the lot at BW2 was easy to get in and out of. It was $10 to park, but my father-in-law paid it because the tickets were free. The pre-game experience at BW2 was really enjoyable actually, we got there in time to get a table near the bar, the waitstaff stopped by frequently enough, the beer was alot cheaper than other places near by, the food was quick, cheap-ish and tasty, there were random hot beer girls there, it was crowded enough to make the atmosphere somewhat exciting but not too crowded, and most of all it was warm. I would definitely go back. Except I would never park there again because it took us an hour to get out of the parking lot, but that is another story. The only down side was lack of grill smell, but you can get that on the walk to the stadium. But seriously, especially in cold weather situations, this will probably be in my repertoire.

At the game itself, the temp at game time was 13, with a 5 degree wind chill. But it wasn't real windy so it wasn't too bad. The face got a little cold, but otherwise I was fine. There was a layer of ice on all of the bleachers, but we had a blanket so that was OK.

RANDOM STUPID ASSHOLE ALERT: So we had "negative couple" behind us at the game. You know the ones. The people who bitch and moan non-stop at the game. This particular couple hated Aaron Rodgers for some reason, even though he is a top 5 QB in the NFC. With every incomplete pass there was: "Six more years of this." or "Oh, yeah, he is worth $65 million". On his second TD, as the ball was released, the guy screamed "What are you doing?" I wanted to punch him in the face. And his wife was the worst one. Even when he would get sacked (like the time where two guys came in untouched in about .3 seconds) they would bitch about it. I don't really understand you people. And as Samuel L. Jackson once stated, "Yes they deserved to die! And I hope they burn in hell!"

It has snowed like a mother for the past two days here. And the media panic started the day before. They called it a "Snow Event", which I guess must be worse than a snowstorm (but maybe not as bad as a blizzard?) Forecast called for 8 to 14 inches, and thousands of casualties. I got up this morning to find a solid 7 inches in my driveway, with a three foot drift on one side, and snow still falling. Which sucks when your snowblower breaks. I had time to shovel the half behind our car before work. In the car on the way to work, I was warned to stay off the roads at all costs, and if you do drive there is like a 92% chance that you will die. In actuality, the roads were not that bad at all. I'm not really sure where I was going with this, other than to say that I hate when the media scares everyone up about snow, but what I hate worse is shoveling. But even worse than that is when your team inexplicably aborts itself in front of you two weeks in a row. Also it is supposed to be 40 this Sunday. Fuck. Me.