A while back, I started writing about my job trip to Austin. I titled the entry "Don't Shit Where You Eat", named after a song by the band Ween. And there was a reason for the title...
My roommate had this inordinate ability to spend the exact same amount of time in the bathroom every morning: 45 minutes. To the second. I chalked it up to his age, and it didn't bother me much because he almost always left the bathroom nice and tidy. Notice I used the word "almost".
One morning, when he vacated his second home, I entered to take my shower, shave, etc. And that is when I noticed a surprise on the floor.
His used towels were laying next to the toilet and, right on top of the towels in plain view, was some shit. And I don't mean a streak or skid mark. I'm talking about a nugget.
Now, as gross as that is, I could get over it if he had made any attempt to hide it. Unfortunately, perhaps because he was proud of it or maybe because he was marking his 45 minute territory, he left it right on top. Like a trophy. And, honestly, it was nothing to be proud of. Baby onion sized, maybe.
Very confusing. Quick hit time.
- Yes. My MySpace page is gone. I hardly ever used it and that site is skewed more to the kids and attention whores anyway. Since all of my friends have my email address, and I theirs, I do not think that I will miss that site one bit.
- For the three or four of you who text message my cell from time to time? Be advised that my flip phone was dropped while working in California and that my "big" screen no longer works. In other words, I have no idea what the messages say because the screen in only solid white. And if you call and I don't answer? Leave a voice mail because I cannot see the missed call numbers.
- Jeff.
- On my last day of work in CA, one of the supervisors I was working for shook my hand and said "You were the best I've ever seen." Too bad that does me no good.
- For those of you on the postcard list, you should get them today (or tomorrow at the absolute latest). Dawn and Coleton got theirs yesterday. And, yeah, I mailed them from Burleson. Sorry about that, but I expected to be on the Left Coast for another week.
- HUGE shoutout (again) to Joe for letting me use his laptop for the last few days of my California trip. Bobby's is on me on Friday for you, you big hunk of dude.
- Yup. That's an authorized nickname now since it was coined by my brother Bob.
- West Coast stories to follow if I stay in the writing mood. Please stand by.
Everyone Wang Chung tonight. For now, I am home...
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