safety hazard

Stink hasn't been here all week. And you know what, it hasn't stunk at all. Except for that one time that I farted. What? Everyone does it. Yes, even you girls.

The kidney pain is still there, barely.

Going camping next weekend. I really hope it doesn't rain. The plan is to have a campfire, marshmallows, graham crackers, and chocolate bars...Holy marsh! I never knew in my entire life that marshmallow was spelled with an 'a' and not an 'e'. I seriously thought it was a marshmellow. This spell checker really dropped some knowledge on me. Oh, and that's the only plan we have set for camping, so far.

I started a picture blog. Click, I want to see what Matt does while he's not working, to see it. Fill it full of comments so I will look halfway cool.

This quarter of the year is my turn on the safety team at work. If you ask me, I'd tell you it was a complete waste of time and probably one of the most ridiculous things ever. I had to walk around with 5 other people and recognize "safety hazards" in the workplace. Such as: shelves stacked too high, light bulbs out, tripping hazards, too many pens/pencils in a cup on a desk, messy desks, chairs not pushed under tables, drinking liquids not in sippy cups...My group did manage to find a few. There was some paper that wasn't thrown in the trash can. Whoever left their bottle of water out didn't get to finish it because of our team. If you're reading this machine shop guy, it wasn't me. People cringe when they see us walk in, well, the normal ones do. I'm actually thinking of making my desk area a major safety hazard. That will give team two, who has our building, something to do.

I missed the free $40 bike helmets at the safety fair today. I did get a tree though. Since I live in a high rise apartment, I gave the tree to a girl.

What three terms are represented in Newton's second law of motion F = ma?

Last entry's answer was fat.

why does it hurt?

Why do they take the tops off the golf carts at the airport?

Sunday morning I woke up with a miserable pain in my left side. It hurt to walk. It hurt to stand. It hurt to laugh. It hurt to cry. I'm sure it would've if I would have cried. The first thing that came to mind was, I wonder what the other guy looked like. Then I realized, I'm not a fighter but a lover. What the heck is wrong with my side? I searched the internet to find no real source of hope for my life. I'm pretty much going to die now. The source of pain has been isolated to being kidney stones, kidney infection, pulled muscle, or a pinched nerve. Going to the doctor is out of the question. Real men don't need doctors. What would Paul Bunion do? So here it is, Tuesday, and I still have a slight pain in my side. I don't feel like working. If I could give my pain to anyone in the world, I'd give it to that guy in the weight room. The one that always drops his weights really loud. What a weirdo.

I wish I had a cowbell to ring right now.

Went to the movies Friday night but actually only saw one movie. We were there to see Smart People but I told the guy at the ticket window "stupid people" on accident, because I only halfway pay attention in life. I did not feel like a smart person then.

Saturday night I watched the most college hockey on tv that I have ever watched in the past. I'm pretty sure it was my first time ever to watch college hockey on tv. I'm also pretty sure it was the last time ever to watch college hockey on tv.

A guy here at work doesn't like the smell of popcorn. I know, crazy. Who doesn't like the smell of popcorn? Well, according to a recent highly regarded world wide survey, only 2% of the population label that as their favorite smell. Idiots. Anyways, since he doesn't like the smell, he wears a mask. Yes, an "I work outside and not in an office" mask. He looks like one of those people who have airborne diseases and can't breath on people. But yet, he wears it doing normal office duties. No slacking here, whatever it takes to keep the office running. Not me. When Stink, who sits behind me, lets one rip, I dart out of here with the intent of not returning.

If anyone wants to give me a kidney, please, email me.

"How do you take your coffee my sweet
I will raise the children if you pay all the bills"
"Where Have All the Cowboys Gone" by Paula Cole

What's the most concentrated source of energy in a diet--carbohydrates, fat or protein?

Last entry's answer was milk chocolate. Happy now?