The WVb

The White Death Has Arrived.

Bucky — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 05:01:53 +0000

By the time this storm is over, we will probably have close to 20″ of snow.

My Life Story

Bucky — Mon, 17 Nov 2008 05:01:17 +0000

When Hollywood decides to film my life story, I expect that the finale will be a masked ball to which all current, past, and future presidents will be invited. Along with the rest of the free world. The masks are obviously required in the interests of confidentiality.

However, my question is:

Who would YOU like to represent YOU on screen?

(Since it’s only hypothetical, you can choose people who are alive or dead.)

In case you wondered, Adam Savage will be playing me. Our resemblance is sometimes uncanny, so it has to be him.

Top 10 Most Irritating Phrases

Bucky — Fri, 14 Nov 2008 05:01:21 +0000

The top ten most irritating phrases according to Oxford:

1 - At the end of the day
2 - Fairly unique
3 - I personally
4 - At this moment in time
5 - With all due respect
6 - Absolutely
7 - It’s a nightmare
8 - Shouldn’t of
9 - 24/7
10 - It’s not rocket science

This appears to be from the UK, but what phrases irritate you, where you live?

I have a few that I can think of:

“the fact of the matter is…”
“think outside the box”
“the disconnect is..”
“(whatever)-gate”
“going green”
“From the get-go”
“Touch base”

And I keep getting spam emails wanting to know about my Las Vegas resumes. What’s up with that?

Hungry Boy Is Hungry!

Bucky — Wed, 12 Nov 2008 05:01:46 +0000

That's my son, and yes, that is a turkey leg.

Perhaps I should go ahead and invest in some fat burner for the future. Or, maybe I should invest in some stock of the same sort. Seriously though, I would rather see him with something like this in his hand instead of a sugary, chocolaty, candy bar.

But It Was Only A Cough

Bucky — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 05:01:52 +0000

WTF?!?! I’m sitting here minding my own business. I take a brief sip of water and instead of drinking it I breathed it in. The ensuing events can only be described as absolutely horrific.

Not wanting to spew water and saliva all over my monitor and keyboard, I “wisely” stifled the initial cough only to discover my mistake too late. That initial cough would surely have freed me from the inevitable catastrophe that was to follow. I started coughing uncontrollably, and then the wretching started, followed by more uncontrollable coughing…deep coughing, like into your small intestine coughing.

As I realized that I was passed the point of no return, I turned away from the computer. I could only think of the pizza I had eaten, and how it closely resembled a teen acne treatment gone bad. At that point, the pizza I had for dinner made a round trip from my stomach into my mouth and back…delightful. The best part is that not all of it made it back down. I had a decision to make and not a lot of time to make it…spit the chunks on the floor or swallow them back down after collecting them one at a time with my tongue. I chose the latter. Not even Chef Boyardee can make a pizza that tastes good twice…I’m here to testify.