The Winchester

How did this happen? I know it's not exactly a "new" fashion trend, but I would like to know: Who was the first man to look at a pink button down shirt and think to himself, "Man, I could really pull this off." I don't understand it. When I was a boy, PINK was for girls, BLUE was for boys. All the other colors were interchangeable. Yellow and red and orange and green, pretty much any other colors were okay to switch around. Even girls could do blue. No problem. Pink, though, equals girls. It always has, and everyone knows it. When the phrase, "It's a girl!!!" is exclaimed, screamed, or morosely uttered, the color associated with the pronouncement of gender is pink. In contrast, when the phrase "It's a boy!!!" is morosely uttered, screamed, or exclaimed, the color associated with the pronouncement of this opposite gender is most certainly not pink. So again, how did this happen? I see men walking around with light pink...

I cannot understand how I can work in an office full of adults ranging from the ages of 20 to 60+ and have to worry about my food being stolen from the kitchen refrigerator by one of the adults I just mentioned. I graduated high school in 1995. When I left, who knew I wouldn't really be leaving? Seriously, I would give one of your left nuts to catch someone in the act of stealing my food. There are some things in life that are worth being fired over.

I work in television. As anyone who works on the side of production, they can tell you the hours tend to suck. Hard. Since '99, when I began my illustrious career, my schedule has consisted of: 3:30pm-11pm, 4:30pm-1am, 3pm-11:30pm. Sometimes, if games are running late, the out time for a day off work can be anywhere from 2:30am to 3:30am. I have arrived home after 4am before. It's not ideal. I knew this going in, so please understand I am not trying to complain about such work hours. I chose them myself by staying in this field and knew they would be as such, therefore I do not have the right to whine. Now, if I have to stay at work until 3am or so, then I am permitted some griping. Otherwise, no. Suck it up, because it's your job. That being said, this kind of schedule lends itself to an awkward sleeping pattern. I have been getting up earlier recently, but before moving in with my girlfriend, my sleeping schedule used to fit a cycle of Bed At 5am, Wake At 2pm. ...

(Originally written December 2, 2006) Okay, so Nichole just got cable installed in her new apartment. Seriously, the guy just left about 20 minutes ago. You know how there's a stereotype regarding plumbers and repairmen? How when they bend over some you get to see the crack of their hairy posterior? Right, well you can add Cable Guy to that list, because I was treated to quite the sight when he went for that serial number. I'm still trying to erase the image from my mind by watching a Faces Of Death marathon. So I'm here, surfing the ol' net and critiquing the MySpace pages of many a stranger while Nichole channel surfed, enjoying her newfound foray into the world of Cable Television (newfound in that she just got cable again since moving.. she has had cable before). She happened upon The Real World. If you are unfamiliar with The Real World, This Is A True Story Of 7 People Picked To Live In A House And Have Their Lives Taped To Find Out What Happens When People Stop B...