A guy walks into a bar with a penguin on his head. The bartender says, “Hey, how’d that get there?”

The penguin replies, “It started out as a pimple on my backside.”
A guy walks into a bar with a penguin on his head. The bartender says, “Hey, how’d that get there?”

The penguin replies, “It started out as a pimple on my backside.”
My oldest, and most widely used online name is “trunkboy”. As a big fancy grown-up, I realize this name is odd at best. It’s one of those things, however, that is so deeply ingrained into my past, that ditching the name just seems wrong. Plus, it’s the account I use on gmail for everything, so it would be very inconvenient to separate myself from it. Here’s the scoop:
In 1993, I graduated from high school. I was a pretty brainy kid, and got a couple scholarships for college. One of those scholarships was for $1,000 cash that was supposedly above and beyond my needs for tuition, room, and board. As I’m sure you’ve already guessed, it was NOT above and beyond, and I had to turn the money in on day 1. My spending money for the entire year was gone, and I did not have a job (why would I need a job? I had $1,000!!!!)
The college year started, and as most college kids, I was expected to pitch in for the Saturday night beer pizza. Since I had NO money, I usually ended up mooching from my friends, and was jokingly called “Trunkboy”, because of an episode of Cheers. See, the other thing that happened in 1993 was the 11th season of Cheers. In this episode, Frasier gets shoved into the trunk of the car to get into the drive-in theater for free. They call him trunk boy. And that nickname stuck. (I didn’t fight it, because I much preferred if over “Cheap Freeloading Jerkface That Needs to Get a Job”)
So there you have it. 15 years later, I’m still Trunkboy, and although it seems silly, it reminds me of a unique time in my life. 🙂
If you ever buy a dog that comes with a name already, my advice is to opt for dogs named things like:
Chewy, needless to say, is true to his name. Ugh.
I realize many people have already seen this, but since it’s common around my house to quote lines from it, I thought it would be appropriate to post here. Gawd it’s funny. 🙂
Today stinks. Really and truly. First, when dropping the kids off to school, this happened to the gas stations in town:

Then, the reason I didnt’ stay at work after taking the kids, is because our toilets won’t flush. No mere plunger will do the trick, either. Our septic tank is full. At least, that’s my hope. Getting it pumped out is the cheap fix. Why it filled up when my soil is sandier than the beach is the larger worry. I’m going to try forgetting about that though. It turns out the tank is full, because when I finally got close to the the lid with a shovel, I was met by the foulest geyser you can imagine. I think I shall call it “Olde Crapful” (Yes, I added an “e” to the word old, because indeed whatever died down there has been rotting since that was the proper spelling…)

The poop pumping guy comes in about an hour. Then, I’m going to shower. Hard. 🙂
This video was fun. Donna’s response was largely rolling her eyes, but hey, at least I didn’t use a sock puppet. 😀
Great article at Business Week. Oddly enough, I never knew I was part of “Generation X” — I guess you learn something new every day…
You just have to see it I guess. So here ya go:
I think I’m going to try writing a book. Not a fiction book, although that is a dream someday. A technical book. Yes, a Linux book. It should be quite geeky, but hopefully fun to read. I’ll keep everyone posted. I’m sure you can hardly wait. 🙂
Chewy is our newest family member. We rescued him from the Humane Society. And yes, his name is descriptive…