Random Crappy Pictures

There are some pictures that I'd taken on my PDA that I've had sitting around for a while and have meant to post, but haven't gotten around to it, mostly because they're fairly shitty, what with the blurriness and whatnot.
Still, here they are, starting with a picture that I call Enemies.


I call it that because every window on the back half of this car was shattered and patched with plastic. I didn't see any dents on the body, and couldn't really conceive of how this could have been the result of an accident, so I concluded that this person has enemies. Enemies with baseball bats.

Up next is a composition I call Hotel (Sans James Brolin and Connie Selecca).


If you don't get the Brolin/Selecca reference, you're probably a. younger than I am and/or b. less likely to retain the names of cast members of TV shows you probably never even watched than I am.
In any case, this is a shot of the hotel that my brother Brad and I stayed at when we were stuck in Detroit overnight on our way home to see our dad before he died back in October. The little raised balcony area on the right side is where I sat and wrote a Threshold entry when I found myself unable to sleep.
I've never mentioned it before, but I have to say that the only thing that made me choose to write an entry rather than hit the hotel bar that night was the fact that I knew that getting drunk would be the last thing my dad would ever want me to do.

And finally we have The Leaning Tower of Boredom.


One of the things my company likes to do best is spend money on Pointless Retarded Crap (PRC), little bits of expensive company progaganda which they hand out to us.
This happens most frequently on the heels of massive layoffs, leading us all to comment, after recognizing just how much money was probably spent on said PRC, that the expense is probably equal to the lost wages of someone who's been laid off.
The latest bit of PRC is a weird little cube thingie. It's actually several small plastic cubes covered in paper and held together in such a way that you can fold it around into slightly different shapes and reveal different printed surfaces, all of which have information that relates to business conduct and our rules for said conduct. Some surfaces have little ethically-related slogans, while others list a number that you can call to address any business conduct questions or concerns you might have. Still other surfaces stress the fact that all calls are anonymous in order to encourage you to rat out any and all co-workers who may be violating the standards.
In any case, on Saturday we had boxloads of the things sitting around, and hours and hours to kill. Here we see one of many structures I built using the cubes and various other materials found around the desk.
Simon referred to Scott and I as "uber nerds" for taking pictures of it. My picture turned out shitty, so Scott beamed the picture he'd taken with his PDA smart phone to my PDA via the IR ports, at which point we said, "Now we're uber nerds."
Of course, he has little room to talk, as at the time Simon was busy playing WoW, and is the only person I know, as I pointed out, who uses the "word" pwn3d without being ironic.

In any case, that's it for this installment of Random Crappy Pictures.