I Like Pie.

For those of you that don't know (and most don't), the phrase I sometimes use, "I like pie." comes from an old show called Ned and Stacy. In one of the final episodes of this two-season wonder, Ned rushes to Stacy's family Thanksgiving dinner to tell her he loves her after they've had a fight which finished with him yelling "GET OUT!!"

Ned gets to the house, and when the family asks if he has something he'd like to say, he looks at Stacy and says "GET OUT!!!.... I mean... i like pie."

Stupid, I know, but I always kinda liked it.

Don't watch this on a full stomach:

April fools

Yeah, yeah, I'll post about my house eventually. But first...

There's a guy in my office who is a bit of a primadona. He's been furious for the past year that he doesn't have an office, because he feels his pay grade deserves it. We finally kicked our IT manager out of his office and gave it to this guy, but then we moved buildings the next week. (d'oh!)

So now, we're in this new space, and he's been promised that he can have the reception area, and a wall will be built in the one space that keeps it from being a separate room. It's taking a while for that to get done, and he's not too happy about it, so he has set up shop in our only conference room until his office is "complete".

Well, we decided it's time to get him out. We got him a wall/door.


The sign says "Devron's office. Please Knock."

Happy Halloween!

Ok, as a disclaimer, I can't see out of my right eye at the moment, which makes reading text on the screen difficult. No making fun of my spelling (this means you, Joel!).

A couple of weeks ago, Mom, Dad, and I took my nieces and nephews to the Scarecrow Festival. While we were there, we got our faces painted, and the girl there did an awesome job of painting me up like the Joker. I decided to use that as my Halloween costume, instead of my traditional pirate.


So Joel and I hit up a bunch of thrift stores, found women's jackets to turn into green vests, and I bought a purple over-jacket. Daniel came over and helped me get a wig ready. Using some YouTube videos and pictures of Heath Ledger, I practiced doing the makeup a few times, and put everything together. I used some stuff called Rigid Collodial to do the scars, it's awesome.


Now, I also had to go pick up my first pair of contacts this morning. I put on everything but the makeup and the wig (I had the scars) and went. While the woman there was showing me how to put the lenses in, she had to go help with a fussy kid. Apparently she didn't wash all the dilating solution off, and it got in my right contact....



So I get home, and one eye is HUGE compared to the other. (This is why I can barely see out of it). It's nice and creepy, though, and most people notice something is wrong with my eyes, but can't tell what unless I point it out.



I put on the rest of the makeup and headed to work, where we have our annual costume contest. Unfortunately, I lost the $200 prize by ONE vote. To these guys.

(They're bee henchmen from the cartoon "The Venture Bros")

Oh well, I still have the best costume I've ever done. Happy Halloween, everyone!

Yarr!

September 19th is Talk Like a Pirate Day. Here's my pirate name:

Bloody William Rackham

Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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Hebgen!

I sail. I'm a sailor. Do you sail? I sail.
(I told Jim that being able to say that was the only reason I got on that canoe with a pole attached with him)

Jim and Marie invited me up to the cabin at Hebgen Lake last week. It is awesome up there.

There were flocks of moosen.

I spent most of my time on the porch, avoiding mosquitoes and enjoying the perfect 70 degree weather while reading. I finished a whole book in 3 days.

The kids were a lot of fun. Luckily, I had earplugs with me for those early morning romps.


Hahaha! Bugs cannot penetrate my fortress!

We also celebrated Jim's birthday. Marie is an awesome cook, and all the meals were great!

Laine does her Jer impression

They made me eat the candles because I ate all the enchiladas.

Women.

I watched Much Ado About Nothing last night with some friends. This made me think of the last post:

Benedick:
One woman is fair, yet I am well; another is wise, yet I am well; another virtuous, yet I am well;
but till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace. Rich she shall be,
that's certain; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look
on her; mild, or come not near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good discourse, an excellent
musician, and her hair shall be of what colour it please God. Ha!

Instructions...

So, I've recently been turned on to a comic strip called "Basic Instructions". I love the cynical feel of the whole thing and often laugh my pants off, which can be quite embarrassing at work. Anyway, while I was digging through the archives, this one struck a chord:

I'm yellow with envy...

Ok, so I'm not the first to do this, but here's me as a Simpson's Character: