This cracked me up even before I replayed it to figure out the lyrics of this commercial about a grown-up with a childish phone plan.
Good luck, good luck, it's a big, big, day...
Good luck, good luck, Harold's on his way
With his big boy phone in the big city!
Good luck, good luck, good luck!
Try singing this to yourself during that Monday morning staff meeting!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
90 Grand
The odometer on the trusty Saturn crossed 90,000 recently. Bought her on June 12, 1999. Within a couple months we were en route to Branson, Missouri with the new family, having crossed our 1-year anniversary in March. A wide-load trailer was hauling half of a house down the interstate through St. Louis, and a stray shingle flew loose to scratch her windshield with a bang. That scratch still sits there, a youthful scar carried into maturity. Since then she's had a good part of her engine rebuilt. She's seen me leave the actuarial department for eight years, and be brought back. Been sideswiped and had two doors replaced. Drove Dad to a chemo treatment, and us to his funeral. Carried me on 3,000 round trips to the office or so. Shrugs off dust at the next good rainfall. Hosted only a handful of rear-seat passengers, mostly adorable nieces born after the day I bought her... but still enough to justify staying a four-door sedan man. The sun visor sags from years of gravity, and unexplainable random patterns of slits cross the roof, as if wrinkles gathering around her eyes. She's seen me cycle up to and down from the apex of church life, up to and down from the leadership of a department. Her tires are original, the next part to be replaced. That is, if the relationship should continue? "I love my little car." Said it numerous times when squeezing her into cramped parking spots abandoned by others. Yet she is just an object, albeit one I've spent the equivalent of 80 straight days inside. I gazed through the kitchen window, overlooking her sitting in the only parking lot she's known to be home all her life, stout even in the shadow of the F-150 in the adjacent spot and the thousands of vehicles that have towered over her. If the good Lord sees a turning point for me to a new phase of life within a few years, I figured I'd like her to be by my side until then. She's outlived the company that made her. I think she'd like to see me outlive the company that made me. And she'll look darn good gripping the road in new shoes until she hits 120,000.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
The 14 Most Unintentionally Terrifying Statues In The World
With props to Rob for posting the link first, this R-rated assessment of terrifying statues gave us the chuckles for a good 20 minutes this evening.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Formula For Success?
You can't give them an inch. The organization cannot trust the individual, the individual must trust the organization. Any other way would be building on a marshy foundation that could collapse at any time." - Ray Kroc
That philosophy worked pretty well for the driving force behind the McDonald's franchise. It's hard to dispute the most famous brand in the world. And it's always comforting to be able to spell my name to vendors by saying "like the restaurant." Still, he allowed his franchisees to develop menu items after flopping at his attempt to create the meatless "Hula Burger" with its pineapple center to accommodate Good Fridays. People need to express their individuality in order to grow. Organizations grow when people grow.
That philosophy worked pretty well for the driving force behind the McDonald's franchise. It's hard to dispute the most famous brand in the world. And it's always comforting to be able to spell my name to vendors by saying "like the restaurant." Still, he allowed his franchisees to develop menu items after flopping at his attempt to create the meatless "Hula Burger" with its pineapple center to accommodate Good Fridays. People need to express their individuality in order to grow. Organizations grow when people grow.
Warm Up With Weights, Then Go To Cardio. Right? Wrong.
I'm in the same boat as the author on this one. My instinct is to get the blood flowing with some cardio before yanking heavy weights around. Guess it's time to listen to other sources.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Risen Sun
Late Easter holidays mean that they can be spent in thanks to God in more places of worship. Not only the corporate ones like beautiful church buildings across the land, but the personal ones like sunny stretches of space among the sweet smells of spring. On this day as we celebrate the countless seen and unseen blessings in our lives, the sun made a cameo appearance long enough this morning to warm the hearts of those basking out in the great garden of Earth.
Happy Easter to all!
Happy Easter to all!
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