So my department is encouraging us to dress up in costumes tomorrow.
I’m not really into Halloween but I just had a brainstorm. I wear a suit and tie, say I’m Don Draper, smoke cigarettes, drink Canadian Club, and get properly hammered.
I’m on to something here…
I want to give a big fat FUdos to Best Buy. This year they had the honor of being the first holiday shopping commercial that I have seen so far.
Two days before Halloween.
And does Will Arnett just do anything for money these days? At least the commercial was better than his new sitcom. (Shame on you Greg Garcia.)
I have had a recruiter named Addis Damour at Enterprise Logic sending me job postings that I am clearly not qualified for. Clearly he searches for keywords, such as companies I used to work for, and sends email after email. Just finding the keyword in someone’s resume does not make them fit for the position.
I asked him to stop and started sending his emails to spam, until he changed his address and they started appearing in my Inbox again. Both were gmail address… that’s not fishy at all.
So this time I called him and replied to the email. He says he’s sorry.
He should be apologizing to every other recruiter out there who actually tries to find a good fit for the company and the job seeker. Just cause I wrote a manual for XYZ over eight years ago doesn’t mean I’m qualified to be a onsite team lead for an installation of software I haven’t seen in forever.
When did recruiters get this bad? Searching for keywords and then automatically sending job postings… It’s just throwing shit against a wall and seeing if it sticks.
This is why people hate recruiters.
Put email@example.com into your spam filter. Or to see an example or horrendous web design… http://www.enterprise-logic.com.
Don’t read the text if poor grammar hurts your eyes.
So after walking past countless people on the way to work, an hour at my desk, who knows how many people walking past as I have my desk raised seeing me standing, and three people stopping by to talk…
I find a fucking booger on rim of my glasses.
Bright. White. Just screaming hello.
Maybe they’ll think it was toothpaste.
I’ve been hearing a great deal of talk about the one game wild card playoff in baseball. Talking heads are complaining how one game just isn’t enough after a one hundred and sixty two game season.
One hundred and sixty two games. (I thought I’d spell it out to help illustrate just how many games that is.)
One hundred and sixty two games spread across six months… One hundred and sixty two games over one hundred and eighty three days… That’s half a year. (For those of you scoring at home.)
That isn’t enough time for a team to determine their playoff destiny?
Of course it is. A team needs to be consistently good across the entire season if they have any chance of making it to the playoffs, not to mention advancing once they get there. It’s not completely rare for a team to lead wire, but it is rare for a team to not hit a rough patch somewhere in the season. (Beer and chicken anyone?)
Teams can start slow and right the ship and cruise into the postseason. Or they can slump after the All Star Break and find their groove again and secure a spot. Hell… a team could fall apart at the end and limp into the playoffs. But what really counts is consistently winning the games they should win and the games they need to win. (Take notes Rangers.)
Teams who do this should be rewarded.
Back in the day there was no wild card. Then there was one wild card. Now there are two… and as a friend of mine pointed out, this makes it harder for the wild card team to get to the ALDS, and that’s a good thing.
Why should a wild card winner be seeded the same as a division winner?
How is that fair to the team who took care of their shit and beat everyone they were supposed to? (Again Rangers… heads up.)
In the NCAA men’s basketball tournament the #1 seed plays the #16 after their play-in game. It’s the same with the MLB wild card now. (Hell, this year the Rays have two play-in games.)
If you’re going to slip into the playoffs through the backdoor, you should have to play an extra game to face your opponent. No one complained about game 163 when there was one wild card, so why complain about it now? (Cause some men just want to watch the Louisville Slugger burn I guess…)
One argument against the one and done is games being determined by a bad call like how Atlanta
got what they deserved screwed over last year… but that’s a larger issue that clearly needs to be addressed. The umps just aren’t what they used to be, and I can’t help but feel there’s better talent out there who won’t instigate arguments to spare their wounded pride after a bad call. (If I were commissioner, I would have broken that union like my first retainer… but I digress.)
Many of these so-called pundits are saying it needs to be at least three games… and then the peanut gallery starts yelling that three games isn’t enough for a series… So should we keep playing into December? I think these Depends wearing geezers need to let go of history and stop trying to protect the sacred tradition of baseball. (Leave that to Sheriff Brian McCann and his posse of D-Braves.)
I try to focus on the drama and excitement that comes with a do or die playoff situation. No one complains about the NCAA tournament… but I guess only playing 35 games give or take makes it easier to swallow when a team goes out in a heart breaking upset in the first round. (Duke excluded… that’s always easy to swallow And ask for seconds.)
Think about the Rays this year… say they win it all. Two play-in games, ALDS win, ALCS win, WS win… as my same friend mentioned (I only have one), what better story could you have than that? None. That’s what.
In a world where everyone gets a trophy and a happy meal… let’s make a team work for the wild card and enjoy every second of them earning it.
Veterans break past World War II Memorial barricade -
Update 1:45 p.m. ET: House GOP leadership sources tell CNN they plan to vote on a series of bills to fund the government, beginning Tuesday with three measures—spending for veterans, the District of Columbia and the Park Service.
God bless these veterans.
If only Congress had half the stones these men and women have now, not to mention when they fought and sacrificed in WWII, we wouldn’t have this bullshit, kindergarten, booger eating, romper room that is our government.
On a sad day for the United States of America, at least we have someone in DC we can respect.
The Guy Who Invented the Whac-A-Mole Accidentally Blew Up A Florida Warehouse -
Aaron Fechter must be one of history’s strangest mechanical geniuses. After inventing the Whac-A-Mole, the timeless game that allows children…
Picturing burning Chuck E Cheese robots is bringing me far too much joy.
A late night basketball game, then 'boom, boom, boom, boom, boom' -
Semecha Nunn tried hard to talk about her 3-year-old grandson, one of 13 people shot as neighbors played basketball in Cornell Square Park in the Back of the Yards Thursday night.
Why, why, why was a three year old out that late at a park in Back of the Yards?
Why, why, why does the Tribune and every other media outlet insist on focusing on the human interest aspect instead of giving us news?
And can we start talking about gun control now? Can’t wait to see how the NRA spins this.
R2D2 notifications stop being novel for the rest of the people sitting at the bar after six text messages.
We get it… you’re desperate for attention and like Star Wars… but the rest of us have our phones on vibrate for a reason…
We’re not a flaming Bag of Dicks.
And when you’re talking about your girl not being home cause she has a photo shoot from 7 to 9… we know you’re a Bag of Dicks.
Don’t be a BOD.