xopthalmus
xopthalmus
xopthalmus

Dead games on sale!

Vampires (1998) and Vampires: Los Muertos (2002) could be in this list.

Yep, been doing this since the '70s. 

I can’t stand The Flash or any of the other DC folks.

That’s the only one I use.  It describes my workplace.

I don’t bother with the butter.  

As  I recall, they did it on purpose. Just to watch us fly. These are the same people that toss you in a river and shout, “Swim, boy!” To teach you how to swim.

You left out “dropping them on their heads”.   My mother specialized in that.

I look forward to his helicopter friend pleading guilty to conspiracy.

Back when I got haircuts, the cut was $15 and I gave him a $5 tip. That was 20 years ago. He retired and I don’t have hair anymore.

I went to college in the late 70s, early 80s...back when you could work full time and go to college for $500 a semester. I don’t know how I’d manage that now.

I quit deliveries, occasionally get takeout. Make my own coffee, and avoid tipping for non-tipping things. 

Growing up in rural South Carolina, I don’t recall ever having a surplus of ice. I do recall frequent trips to the ice house in Georgetown.

If you’re in Chicago, you go to Lakeview, Wrigleyville, Lincoln Park, Ravenswood. Roscoe Village is very good, So is St. Ben’s.

Pickles and chocolate milk was my goto snack as a child. My pickle sandwich has mustard on it.

The “experts” at Farmers’ Almanac? Three chimps rolling dice.

I’m not irreplaceable but upper management is constantly wondering how they’d replace me if I was hit by a bus. That’s what you get when you’ve been their only Oracle DBA for the last 17 years.

One of my favourites jobs had me wandering in around 9:15am and leave whenever I wanted. Lunch took however long it took. Caveats were attending meetings and getting actual work done. Boss hired self-starters and encouraged them to run their own show. Come to him for guidance when needed. 

Since the pandemic began I have to send an email to my boss at the beginning and end of each day. So, 7:15am on the dot I spring to life....and cease to exist at 4:00pm daily. This little annoyance allowed me to set boundaries.

Private airport.