government issues

Yesterday I decided to send an email to The President of The United States of America. His email address is so simple that I didn't believe it at all. So with the feeling of doubt and fear I went ahead and sent a short, sweet message to president@whitehouse.gov. Since I work at NASA and I myself also have a .gov address there was assumption that top priority would be granted for my position. If not, there should be. Knowing that The President is a busy man I kept the email to only 3 sentences:

Dear Mr. President,
My name is Matt and I work at NASA. I just wanted to see how your day was going. Have a nice one.
Matt

Nothing special, just a friendly hello from a super gnarly citizen. I thought it was nice. If someone I didn't know sent me that same excact message I'd be freaking out with excitement because I've never met another Matt at NASA. Fast forward to mid day today the reply comes in. I actually got an email from the White House. There was an announcement made from my desk. Little did I know that the email was very disappointing. It wasn't even from The President:

On behalf of President Bush, thank you for your correspondence.
We appreciate hearing your views and welcome your suggestions.
Due to the large volume of e-mail received, the White House cannot respond to every message.
Thank you again for taking the time to write.

Whatever.

Called the court this morning to check the status of my two traffic tickets. The two I got on the way to Mississippi on the day after my birthday. Who would've thought driving without headlights in Houston with a Mississippi driver's license would get you two tickets. Anyways, the DA dismissed them because he knows what's up.

How many U.S. states took part in the development or manufacture of the B-2 bomber?

Last entry's answer was Asia.

finally friday

Ok, who keeps picking pictures of Matt for a Christmas present?

I got a few emails today that just seemed too good to be true. First off, there's a guy overseas who is in the military. It seems he found a ton of money and wants me to help him get it back to the States. He was in the process of raiding a home and then bam, there's a lot of money. He's a solider fighting for our rights and I feel it is my duty to help him. He needs me to send some account info and hold the money till he gets here. I feel like such a good citizen. It keeps getting better. I won a lottery in New Jersey. It's a super small one but still it's a couple thousand dollars. I've never been there but apparently I won some big bucks up north. I'm declaring today my lucky day.

The shuttle keeps being put on delay. If I have to work on a Friday night, Saturday, or Sunday I will scream, yell, and pull hair.

What keeps me keeping on while sitting in traffic is spotting trucks with Nike stickers in the back window. The roommate began this incredibly amusing adventure when he brought home the story of the Nike tailgate. So far I'm in the lead with most Nike sticker sightings. Saw one on my way to work this morning which pushed me past him by one. People will kill for Nike around these parts.

I couldn't be more excited about Friday. On Saturday night I'll be watching a Christmas program at my roommate's parent's church. (I guess you can have two possessive nouns in one sentence.) Time to pull out the Red Santa Sweater. My favorite part is the beard, it feels like cotton balls.

I usually store my Nike Cleats in the covered basket on top of my car/truck/suv. Not any more.

I watched Christmas Vacation again last night. Anyone want to join in next time?
Ellen: Oh Aunt Bethany, you shouldn't have done that.
Aunt Bethany: Oh dear, did I break wind?
Uncle Lewis: Jesus, did the room clear out, Bethany? Hell no, she means presents.
-Christmas Vacation You shouldn't have brought presents.

What country supplies three-quarters of the world's maple syrup?

Last entry's answer was Sacramento.