ice cream man

sunday as i was hanging the new screen door on my new back door, i hear the ice cream man's van coming around in the next court over. oddly enough, the song it's playing is La Cucaracha (the cockroach in spanish)... sing along with me...
La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha... scurries up and scurries down...
La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha... come eat an overpriced treat from my dirty bug infested work van...
YUMMY!!!

nails

So this new dickweed that sits in the cubicle next to me at work is trimming his fingernails this morning for about 43 minutes... ANNOYING.... Who doesn't have time to do that at home? Or can't it just wait a few days until you get time?? Maybe my nails just aren't that pressing of an issue to me...

my broken toe

As some of you know, i broke my left pointer toe (the one next to the big toe, duh) last year playing in a full contact, deathmatch, wiffle ball battle match extreme. The very next weekend, as it was healing, i broke the same toe again, well, my cat, Oliver, broke it. How TUFF do i sound?? Anyways, it's been slowly healing ever since, i've been taking it easy on it, only playing "bar sports" pool, darts, foosball... where i can only hurt my liver, and maybe get an eye poked out... Anyways, i go in today to see Dr. Mike to get cracked, and we started Physical Therapy on my toe tonight. He starts pulling and bending on it like it were a normal person's toe. I kept expecting to hear it break again and yell out in pain, but it didn't hurt at all, it's only mildly sore now.