Day Nine At the Office

Hello all you lush's!
To start; I would like to say thank you again to all the people who have given me positive feed back on my blog posts, you people are the reason I write. Second; I have to say sorry for taking a couple days off, I have been busy with life....it's kind of unavoidable.

So now that I've got all that out of the way I can get down to business. Today I celebrated Christmas; I know it's a little odd seeing as how it's May 22nd and all, but it's a true story..I had me a lil X-mas action this A.M.
It's funny how we always get so excited when we know that we're going to be on the receiving end of a present; it's almost as though our 'kid' instincts kick in and the build up becomes unbearable, doesn't matter if we know what the present is, all that matters is that we will be receiving something we didn't have before. This morning I had my new T.V. delivered and set up; the very T.V. I picked out a week earlier and had full knowledge of it's arrival date and time, none of that mattered. Last night I worked myself up so much with anticipation for the arrival of the TV this morning; I could barely sleep and I was acting like a kid on Christmas Eve, I may have gone a little over board with the cookies and milk, but like I said..I was EXCITED! I woke up earlier than I ever have without an alarm clock this morning; I knew I had four hours to kill before the delivery, but I couldn't contain my excitement in the form of sleep any longer.

After all the fuss and buss and about two hours after they arrived; I was staring at heaven on my wall, my eyes were glued to the floating glass screen of my brand new plasma, the delivery guys even stuck around for about a half an hour after..they couldn't stop watching the frame channel with me. I swear it was like a scene out of a movie; I saw a glorious bright light as they turned the power on, I heard birds flapping in the background, my nose picked up the angelic aroma of blissful sea breeze. Turns out my GF had opened the double french doors that lead to the balcony; this frightened the birds that were eating the bread crumbs, the bright light I saw was actually the screen of the TV searching for a signal for the first time and the aroma I was smelling was the GF lighting a Febreeze candle in the other room. Either way; the experience was memorable, the moment was magical and I was half chubbed just to be viewing such magnificent beauty, stealing all the attention in the room and turning heads left, right and centre.

All in all I would say that I am extremely happy today and I can't wait to watch the fights tomorrow night on the new plasma. There's an open invite for anyone who has my number and wishes to call and swing over to experience the ultimate in viewing pleasure. Until then, she's all mine..you can find me in the blueray isle at Blockbuster this weekend.

Cheers to all,
-Digiddy

Day Three At the Office

Hello followers! (count still at zero)
The rain is here and won't go away. May in Calgary is pretty much the wettest month out of the year. We all make plans to go camping for May long weekend (this weekend coming up); yet we all know that it's either going to rain worse than the year before, or it's going to snow. I have volunteered my skills as a booze slinger to the local watering hole that currently employs me (totally forgot to book the time off); I don't believe in rain showers and mud baths, I'm more of a 'take a shit in the woods if it's the absolute last resort' kind of guy. Not to say camping isn't fun and drinking in the same clothes for 3 days isn't an absolute blast, but for real I just think I have out grown the whole 'May Long Weekend' tradition. I feel as though it's partly due to the fact that I can no longer binge drink without feeling the effects of such actions for days after; and it's also due to the fact that as the crowd at McClean Creek keeps getting younger, I myself do not.

Aside from the rain, I had yet another fantastic day pouring pints and measuring ounces of the hard stuff for the masses. Today I had a telepathic conversation with a young (and very hippy), interesting girl. I saw her standing out in the rain watching TV through the window; I muttered under my breath some words that need not be repeated, then we made eye contact. The eye contact was brief; but we both knew what we were thinking towards one another...clearly I was wrong, she came inside anyway. I'm not really sure what goes through someones head as they wake up in the morning, throw on some face paint for the day, fashion some boots out of an old blanket and some newspaper, wrap urself in a towel, make ur way into the public and search down the nearest pub that plays Tom Petty and serves cold water and hot coffee.

Needless to say, I was completely creeped out by this interesting young lady and I could only count down the minutes until she would be done sipping her water and talking to her dread locks. Had I a better camera on my iPhone, I would have been able to conjur up an amazing anti-drug add. Unfortunately the minutes I was counting turned into a total of 4 hours. Yes taht's right...FOUR HOURS! Pretty sure the girl is still there talking to her face paint and smiling aimlessly into the sky (as if she had star gazers syndrome), either way I felt it neccessary to blog about this girl as she was the only person I saw today that picked her nose and examined the aftermath at the tip of her finger for a total of 3 and a half minutes.

Happy pints and shooters!
-Digiddy