the internet is f***ing crazy

people around the hospice assume that because i own an apple, i must be smart.  what they fail to realize is that the reason i own a mac is because i'm NOT smart. 

somehow, i've become the office IT guy after fanny pack got fired.  i should pause for a moment and explain that in day to day conversation i have names for people around the office.  i'll use the same naming convention here. soon, you will be as aquatinted with princess, the troll and all the rest as i am.  unfortunately fanny pack got the boot so you won't hear much about him. suffice it to say, he wasn't hacking it.  now i'm the IT guy. 

the best part of it is this: when anyone has a problem - and they range from "I can't unlock my car" to "what does this blue screen mean?" to "i'm on fire" - i just google it. server crash? google fixes it.  i've realized that i need to take google out to lunch sometime and tell it thanks. 

anyway, i spent all morning trying to figure out all this network solution stuff. apparently i will be administering a whole network through microsoft sharepoint and building dashboards for the administration using VBA macros in excel.  and to think i thought i'd be a writer. all this has taught me that the internet is crazy. wiki virt cerf. boggles the damn mind, i tell you what. 

gotta roll them bones, so i'm out. stay classy, bojos. 

check your face:

cause drew's back. 

since my last post i (big breath) quit my job, moved to texas, started working for a hospice, made a bunch of friends, lost a couple friends, got asked to be someone's best man (rad), drank too much, worked out too little and consumed more coffee than should be legal.  

now i live in texas ... again. but soon i will move from san antonio to ... someplace ... else? 

it's been a nutty year-and-some-change, and i missed you too, non-audience. but i need you. really. 

i'll be filling in the gap between april 2008 and august 2009 as i'm able to get around to it. but let me say that i don't miss LA. i miss the people in LA more than i can say and i've been abysmal about staying in touch with them. sure i talk to clark and eliot on the reg, but tony? grace? rachel? seth? what happened? 

oh yeah, i moved 1370 miles away to the butt-end of cool. i've worked a job that, while more exciting than SDM was about ten times as awful. dying people are depressing, who knew! i've learned a ton and written a ton (minus the parts i left out because i was drunk or something and i can't remember).  

drew's back. and it tastes like handsome.