kenna

seriously.  if you take the last cup of coffee and then watch me go to try to get a cup of coffee, watch it barely trickle out of the nozzle, watch me take the coffe pot bin thing and tilt it this way and that.  Please, PLEASE dont just make the comment, “looks like its gettin a little low” and then walk out of the break room with your full cup of coffee.  just dont do it.  take your little lazy *bleep* back over to the pot and make a new one.  Thats the rule, see when you take the last cup of coffee you make another pot.  always.  And if you are going to be ‘that guy’ or ‘that gal’ that would dare leave an empty pot, i wouldnt do it right in front of the next person in line.  that just seems, well for lack of a better descriptor , stupid -oh yeah, and lazy.

Do not be tempted by the low price of the country fare chicken noodle soup.  Yes, it may indeed be 5-10 cents per can less than the hy-vee store brand.  But, alas, its not the same.  I had approximately 18 noodles in my can of chicken noodle soup today.  EIGHTEEN.  thats not a meal!  thats not even a midday snack! shame on you country fare chicken noodle soup.  shame on you.

If you find yourself staring in the soup isle, make sure to remember this bit of advice or you will regret it later… and still be hungry.

It bothers me when the email system at work sends me out of office replys for people whom I have not emailed recently.  Well thank you ever so much for letting me know they are out of the office, but you know what? that doesn’t really affect my day one bit, and well actually you can save your little email breath the trouble.  I really don’t care.  And by the way, for the ones I actually did email and OH NO they are out of the office, you can just send me one out of office reply, you know what, you can even send me one out of office reply for each email that I send them.  but one is enough. thanks.  I get it.

Do you ever feel guilty when you stop at a gas station just to use the bathroom and then walk out without buying anything?  Well, I do everywhere except for the old prairie dog/ new casey’s in Stuart.  For some reason it just doesnt bother me at all there.  In fact I’ve done it twice in one week.

Tonight we are playing at Fazio’s for a couple of hours, 9:30 to 11:30 ish so y’all should stop on down.

Tomorrow we are off to the studio again.  I am hoping a little music fairy will go up there with me to help me sound ever so good as well as keep us from getting struck by lightning.

Well we (eva and i) have officially made a diagnosis for a well known but little talked about condition we will from now on refer to as Parking Lot Mental Disorder, or PLMD for short.  Why is it that when the general public crosses the invisible border of a parking lot, we lose basic driving and turning skills as well as experience a general decrease in awareness of surroundings?  Why does a simple turn into a parking space all of a sudden require 9 points?  Why is it that we are moving so much more slowly, but are far more likely to almost kill someone with a motor vehicle?  Why on earth is it so hard to remember where one parked just minutes before, and why again when one is walking about looking for said vehicle must it be in such a zoned out state of mind that one would walk right in front of a moving car, van, or truck? Why, why why….

Well, there can only be one conclusion, there must be a condition.   We shall call it Parking Lot Mental Disorder or PLMD for short…

Why is my chair at work all of a sudden so much harder than it used to be?  My bottom is becoming numb and well frankly i just can’t get comfortable.  I have tried sitting all the way to the back up straight, I have tried scooting all the way to the front in the sort of lowrider lean back pose,  I have tried one leg folded up on the chair, leaning to the left, leaning to the right.  and you know what,  STILL NOT SOFT.  What in the world could cause such a drastic and unwelcome change??

Chair, we used to be close.  You used to be there for me.  I can see its all going to be different now.

Why would you buy a car that is the exact same color as the state patrol cars?  I don’t understand it one bit.  Do you just want lots of people to be secretively flipping you off?