Who put this hair in my cola????

It is usually really pleasant where I work because throughout the day they play relaxing music over the PA system. There's a lot of modern adult contemporary music, top 40, a little bit of country and a little bit of rock n roll. There's also a whole lotta Bee Gees. That's right, everyone's favorite rhinestone jumpsuit-clad group of falsetto brothers. Those wild and crazy Gibbs. Barry, Maurice and the other guy....like the 3rd tenor nobody knows his name....but he puts the G in Bee Gees. There was also Andy Gibb but he was never part of the Bee Gees and died at the tender age of 30.

They started off their career with hits like "I Can't See Nobody" and immediately declared their rebellious attitude with such prominent use of a double negative. They moved on and wowed us with hits like "Jive Talkin'". Then during the dawn of disco they turned that mutha out with "How Deep is Your Love", "Stayin' Alive" and "Night Fever".

Good times. Good times. I miss those classics almost as much as I miss the swaying of John Travolta's sexy ass in Saturday Night Fever. That was the pinnacle of disco and music would never be the same. Unfortunately as the lights dimmed from under the acrylic and plexiglass disco dance floors of the world so too did the Bee Gees' career. Anyway, I just thought I would share one of those moments I treasure as I sit at my desk at work and groove to the luscious sounds of the Brothers Gibb. About the only one I enjoy listening to more is Tom Jones. He is THE MAN! Every woman thinks he's a hunk (whether they believe that or not). I get in arguments all the time with my wife that she thinks he's hot. She's says she doesn't think he is but she's just being coy. He is THE MAN.

I had a crappy morning this morning. I hit a poor dog on my way to work this morning. He ran right out in front of me and by the time I saw him there was nothing I could do about it. There was nobody around and it was still dark out so I kind of just drove off. I didn't know what else to do.

Well what else is new pussycat? I've developed a post-it note habit. I used to hate those fucking people that have 10,000 post it notes stuck to everything in and around their workspace. Now I have a bunch of them.....though I am still not too bad. So I went through a dedicated effort this morning to either record the post-it note data in my outlook contacts, notes, a word document or just throw it away because it had old and useless information on it. My area looks much better and a lot less cluttered now. And I hate clutter.

I think this weekend I am gonna clean out my shed. It's kind of cluttered right now because I have some stuff in there for the winter from my boat and some new stuff I got that I haven't decided to put away yet. So we'll see how that goes.

I am starting to develop a real hatred for our cat. Last night I was sitting on the couch with my feet up on the coffee table playing Playstation2 and the little fucker kept jumping on the table and attacking my feet. So I would gently nudge it and shoo it away but he kept coming back and doing it over and over. So I picked it up and yelled at it and then he laid on the couch next to me and showed me his asshole.

Kidding about the dog