What I’ve done

Holy shit it’s cold. It’s that cold where you get ice crystals forming in your beard. If you don’t understand that I guess you should man up and grow a beard. It’s also too cold for electronic data acquisition systems to recognize they have a thermocouple card in them. For the first time ever I went into work on the weekend. I was all set to get some data collected and the fucking EDAQ wouldn’t read my temperature channels. This happened once before, and I reset the EDAQ and it was OK. This time it didn’t work. So much for being a good little corporate monkey, also no one is going to be at the proving grounds on Sunday and Monday so I can’t do any work on those days.

I steam cleaned the carpets after my disappointing morning in the dirt. My arm was burning from being tattooed last night.

I think I’ll need one more session to finish my sleeve. It’s come together nicely. I got two big nautical stars, and a naked little mermaid (not to be confused with the movie, this one is old school Sailor Jerry), and some background fog and little stars.

I’m to the fourth venue on expert in GH3. I need to finish this Sonic Youth song and the encore song to move on. I’ve figured out what GH3 actually is. It’s really just a typing test put to rock and roll. Once you get really good at typing, you don’t even think about it, you just think of what you want done and you fingers do it. It’s the same thing with GH.

I was talking politics with my tattoo artist last night. This was prior to discussing the new artwork the shop had purchased of a stylized drawing of a woman getting her pussy licked by a dog. (very classy by the way, and it would be a free chest piece if I wanted. I decided to pass.) (I’m going to get some twisted people coming to this page via google now.) Anyway, we were talking about how, if Clinton ends up getting the Democratic nomination and winning the presidency, it will be at least 24 years of rule by a Clinton or a Bush. Our country is turning into a fucking monarchy. Go Barack. If he doesn’t get the nod, I may have to vote Republican as long as it’s not Mitt. Crazy Mormons.

B Vs. C hockey tomorrow. I’m excited.