TC the Terrible

Paraskevidekatriaphobics, is the word for people that live in fear of Friday the 13^th.  The day of course, not the movie.  People that fear the movie are called “people with good taste.”  Mostly the whole Friday the 13^th is just a silly superstition.  For me it’s a legitimate fear.  My oldest sister was born on a Friday the 13^th (in the Paleozoic era) and proceeded to make my childhood a Screaming Nightmare on Freddy Kruger street.

• When I’m out on the golf course I expect to shoot and eight on a par four hole.  I really doubt that Michelle Wie woke up yesterday thinking she might do it at the Samsung tourney.  Even the guys over at the Bad Golf Blog would be embarrassed over a whiff and a shot off the cart path on the same hole.  This is what pushing your kid too hard too early can lead to.
• I always said that Minnie was fucking goofy, but I wasn’t speaking in the literal sense.  Looks like Goofy will hump anything furry that moves.
• I hate Carlos Beltran.
• Anyone got the over/under on when tear gas gets used at Gallaudet?  Who’s going to be the first prick to say that the students never heard it coming?  Wait, that would be me.  Sorry.
• She had heroin in her taco.  Insert your own vulgarity here.

Avoid ladders, black cats, my sister and you’ll have a great day.  I’m going to spend the rest of the day under my keyboard.

The good news is I didn’t fall victim to the sharks yesterday. In fact no one did, there was just a couple of butts that got a bite taken out of them. I ended up with a half hour of face time at the highest level of our organization and got what I went in asking for. That’s three times in the last nine weeks I’ve pulled that off. Good for me. Even better for me is I got word yesterday that a lateral transfer is now official. This sets me up for some major success a year or two down the road.

To be honest, I’ve been cranking on my current job for two years now and have done about all there is to do in it. Love the job, the people are good to work with but it is past time for me to move on. I’ll miss the view like hell because my next desk is going to be in the corner of a basement. Oh well, nobody has it all at the same time.