You know my name, look up the #!

i'm gonna start naming my blog entries after Beatles songs. whichever pops
into my head. that's what its gonna be. whether it references what i'm
writing or not...who cares. this is RANDUMB baby!

sometimes i think its wierd when someone in my cubicle refers a person to
me, but isn't speaking directly to me. like....i hear my name, but they're
not talking to me. it's like talking behind my back, but in my ear. at
most part, it's nothing bad...but when it has to deal with work or doing
more work....well, then that's always associated with bad.

Chicago White Sox are gonna win the world series?? really?? i've actually
been watching this series on the d.l. not completely indulged in it, but
my one stray eye watches the game when it looks like i'm holding
conversation. AH HA...and y'all just thought i had lazy eye. well i
don't....however, if you're reading this and you do...i'm sorry. it's
nothing to be ashamed of. one of my friends has lazy eye and he's seeing
someone about it. (obviously with his good eye only.) i mean...we all get
lazy...just some people more than others and you're so lazy that it effects
your eye. be okay with it, cause i'm okay with you. and together...we can
be okay. okay?! and the moral of this paragraph is -- GO SOX!! (i'm more
in it for the city than for the braggin rights. i WAS a yankees fan till
it got boring cause they kept on winning and everyone accused me of jumping
on the bandwagon. the only thing i root for now a days are: my
cousins/friends' vollyball team, my fantasy football players, me in bed
getting my groove on, and my company who pays me to root for them.
otherwise....i just stand in the back bopping my head to the same
ol'beat....).

I watched another documentary last night. Capturing the Friedmens. This
was waaaaay better than my previous documentary watch. It basically dealt
with how a family that seemed so tight and loving at one moment, broke down
when the father was arrested for child porn and molestation...AND THEN, the
son was his accomplice cause he was in on it too. first
off.....eeeewwwwwwww! second -- great detailed look at the city that they
grew up in, the insight of the family, and the investigation by the
documentary team. they had classic footage from the son, which made it
money from the get go. however, you still have to deal with the magic of
editing to tell your story. and that they did a good job of. i enjoyed
it, even though it was a sad tale. but most documentaries are. BUT NOT
That Asian Thing.....