Happy Anniversary
Has it been that long already? Today marks the first anniversary of my time here at the office. I guess I'll go home and eat the cyanide pills I've been keeping in the back of my fridge.
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Instead of making resolutions this year, I've made a list of things that I want to learn in 2007. I hope this will give me a head start if I choose a new career in professional espionage.
- Languages
- Combatives
- Hand to hand combat
- Weapons training
- Wilderness Survival
- Fire starting
- Ultra-light travel
- Rock climbing
- Diving Experience
- Offensive Driving
- Dance Lessons (optional)
Or, if all else fails, I could try to get into business school.
Roxanne
Following the news of a possible Police reunion, the radio station I was listening to proceeded to play "Roxanne", inadvertently creating a bigger earworm than Aqua's Barbie Girl last Friday. Anyway, a cursory look at Wikipedia yields this drinking game gem:
A drinking game based on the song involves participants taking a drink every time Sting sings the words "Roxanne" or "Red light". One way to play the game is to divide the players into two teams. One team drinks whenever "Roxanne" is sung, and the other when "Red Light" is sung (both phrases are repeated approximately 28 times, including those audible as the song fades out). In another variation of the game, participants start drinking when Sting sings "Roxanne" and stop drinking after "Red light" has been sung. The side that has the most beer left at the end of the song loses.
Awesome!
It's always the superficial things that get you
Kudos to Senator Obama for throwing his hat in the ring, but here are two reasons why he won't make it (aside from the fact that outside of the Presidents Palmer, America still isn't ready to see a black man in the White House.)
1. His middle name is Hussein.
2. His last name rhymes with Osama.
And there's the rub. Make him white, change his name to Jonathan Baker Turlington, and America would love to see a young, energetic senator from Illinois in the White House.
