It's not every day you see a Gallucci in the obits (Gallucci is my real last name, should you think it's Gooch). Irving "Harvey" Gallucci (wait... he got "Harvey" and I got "Gooch?") is barely related to me. He founded Gallucci's Pizzaria in Lincoln City. I will have a moment of silence when I drive by there this weekend. Maybe I'll spill some of my beer onto the street when I drive by there this weekend.
Heh.
Oregonian Obituary for Irving Gallucci.
Also in the Oregonian today was my Horoscope for Aries which opened with the following: "Do or do not, there is no try." Who the fuck is the Astrologer... Yoda?
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Lunch Time...
Man arrested for screwing a car wash vacuum.
I once cheated on my Oreck with a Dyson. I'd like to say that it didn't mean anything, but I know it did. The Oreck and I had been together for years. Sure, we were like ships passing in the night, but we were happy being complacent. One day, I'm at Bed Bath, and Beyond and I see the Dyson. Let's just say we skipped the "Bath" and just went to "Bed and Beyond." My God, it was amazing. The Dyson, as claimed in television ads, Does not lose it's suction.
After that encounter, I stayed at a friend's house out of state. Not to say that I overstayed my welcome, but my friend had to pop the breaker on their Vacuflo before I would unlock my bedroom door and come out.
Heh, I wish I could have seen him empty the canister.
Shop Vacs: The indiscriminate sluts of the vacuum-sex world.
goochout.
I once cheated on my Oreck with a Dyson. I'd like to say that it didn't mean anything, but I know it did. The Oreck and I had been together for years. Sure, we were like ships passing in the night, but we were happy being complacent. One day, I'm at Bed Bath, and Beyond and I see the Dyson. Let's just say we skipped the "Bath" and just went to "Bed and Beyond." My God, it was amazing. The Dyson, as claimed in television ads, Does not lose it's suction.
After that encounter, I stayed at a friend's house out of state. Not to say that I overstayed my welcome, but my friend had to pop the breaker on their Vacuflo before I would unlock my bedroom door and come out.
Heh, I wish I could have seen him empty the canister.
Shop Vacs: The indiscriminate sluts of the vacuum-sex world.
goochout.
Morning Wood...
Mrs. Stern
I woke up at 3:15 this morning. This, as I often say, is bullshit. I need more sleep.
Fuck.
Back to soccer tonight. I'm two weeks out from any exercise, so tonight's match is going to suck.
See how I learned to call a soccer "game" a "match?" I'm so Euro.
I guess I'll get to work early, or (God forbid) work out.
goochout.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
From the department of "who gives a shit..."
Well, my house is clean. Exact quote from the housekeeper: "I like the challenge." My house is like Mount Everest to house cleaners. She actually has to come back tomorrow. Hourly rates tend to make that happen. Laundry got done, even.
It's not even 9pm and I'm beat. Just got home from working. Going to grab some sake with a friend and then I am out.
I mean...
gooch:out
It's not even 9pm and I'm beat. Just got home from working. Going to grab some sake with a friend and then I am out.
I mean...
gooch:out
Morning Wood...
Kellie Maines.
Have a house keeper coming in for the first time in a while. Apparently my house is considered a crime scene to more domesticated people. It's just been my experience that the entrepreneurial spirit of someone that starts their own house keeping business is overshadowed by their batshit craziness. We'll see.
Worked all weekend with Gregster. Going to work all week with him this week. How do two people spend that much time together without homicidal thoughts?
Alcohol. And sushi.
goochout.