Show Me Your Inagural Balls!

First of all, I would like to apologize to you Grandma in advance for the title, but I just couldn't help it, plus Holly insisted on it. And again, a very belated Happy Birthday to you.

Big (historic) day today, we officially welcomed our 44th president into the White House, what a show! I've been catching the highlights, it sort of like a political version of SportsCenter. Anyway, I'm pumped for the new regime, it's great to finally have a "cool" president where English is not a second language and decisions are not made by "goin with yer gut" and "prayin 'bout stuff". It's also nice to see some youth, style, and an actual ability to dance w/out looking like some stiff cardboard cutout. Although I have to ask, what is up with all of these Inagural Balls? Barack and Michelle had to hit like 10 or 12 of these tonight, and I thought America didn't torture?

Anyway, I'm just glad to see George hit the road to his new place of residence (which I may add didn't allow non-whites until 2000...yep I said 2000 folks - this was also confirmed by a co-worker who is in Dallas). I think that village is glad to welcome back it's idiot. I guess he also left a note on the desk for Obama with the #44 on the folder, I bet it was a smiley face written in crayon, but we'll never know. Seriously, I wish Georgie boy well, and whatever you do, just stay in Texas.

So in other news, work is still pretty hectic, I have to fly out to NY next week to discuss a big deal with a very large, strategic partner. It will be a lot of work, but I'm excited about the opportunity. I also got a call from my doctor's office about an MRI I had done on my low back in Oct. The voicemail said that I have multiple degenerative discs in my low back, BUT it was better than the last MRI I had, hey thanks Doc! So I don't know how I'm supposed to take that as good or bad news, but I will be following up soon.

As an additional bonus tonight, our washer started leaking and I don't know why it did, but I managed to bonk my head trying to take the accordian door off and somehow managed to also break the handle off the door - you can image the number of expletives that left my mouth. Oh, and as an added bonus the geniuses that built this place put the smoke alarm directly under the washing machine so I had to pull it out because it was leaking all over and it wouldn't stop beeping (That's what she said!)

That's it folks, I'm out! Yes We Can!

Don't worry I'm not Dead...

Wow, it's been forever since I posted so I would like to apologize but really it's all been about trying to get back in the swing of things. Anyway, I just wanted to check in with everybody and I can't wait, only 3 more days before we kick that retard out of the White House!

Hugs,