PolarLava::Blog

Once again we have another fine example of the shallow end of the gene pool.  People, wake up and learn your currency!  There is no $200 bill!  Don't you think that George W. Bush's picture on it would be a small clue that there's something funny going on?  Apparently not, because this pinhead managed to pass it to another pinhead who accepted it.  As hard as that is to imagine, it's not the first time.  Good grief Charlie Brown, this country is in really deep shit.

11/15/04
Well the verdict is in.  I guess paying up with real cash will get you out of this sort of bind.  It was refreshing to see that neither Deborah L. Trautwine or the pinhead clerk at Fashion Bug knew that the bill was a fake.  Unbelievable!

It seems that the brain trust at the Athens 2004 Olympics have opted for a stupid linking policy like some others.  Seems you need their permission and can only use the words "ATHENS 2004" as the link text.  So you see, something like saying they have a stupid linking policy would appear to violate their rules.  Good thing it's their rules and not mine!  My rule is to point out such stupidity and remind people that linking from one place to another, using whatever text you choose is what the web is all about!  Guess now that the games are over it really doesn't matter, now does it?

I guess this is appropriate behaviour as it fits in well with the IOC and their position on olympic bloggers.  Aren't the olympics supposed to be a happy, open sort of event?  Guess not.

A fun filled Sunday afternoon as Mary Lou and I took the girls berry picking at Brown's Berry Patch in Waterport, NY.  Complete with a Sunday drive as this is a fair distance from our house.  I picked nearly 3 quarts of raspberries while Mary Lou picked more than 3 quarts of blueberries.  Olivia picked better than a half a quart of blueberries, and Claire…well Claire picked about a quart of mud!  For a day that was supposed to be rainy and lousy, it really turned out to be a nice day.  Shockingly enough, this pasty whiteboy even got a bit of a sunburn.  I also got a few scratches picking the raspberries, but it was well worth it.  For the most part I was reaching in and picking 4-6 berries at a time as the bushes were loaded.  After finishing up berry picking and giving a Claire a hobo bath in the bathroom sink, we all had ice cream before heading home for the day.  Suffice to say that unlike the girls, mom and dad didn't get to nap in the car and were plenty exhausted by bedtime.

Think the US government doesn't have years of practice in censoring the media?  Did you know that Japan "bombed" the mainland United States during World War II?  No, well neither did I until I read this article on Slate.  On one hand I can see why they wouldn't want this reported at the time, but what else have they withheld?  And why after 60 years is pretty much obscure knowledge?  Just something to ponder as go through your day.

So this past week at work I was voted as the new company MVP.  This "honor" is voted on by all of the employees from anonymous nominations, also from my fellow employees.  And what is it?  It's for an "Outstanding individual contribution to the success of the company".  Personally I call it "doing your job".  But in any case, I will take the extra day off that goes with it along with the crown, belt and scepter…although I could do without this tremendous piece of image editing by my boss plastered on our intranet: