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Rib-Stickin’

mike — Mon, 12 May 2008 22:01:50 +0000

Occasionally we head over to the L.A. Police Academy and have lunch at the Cafe there. Today, being Monday, the special was BBQ Ribs with beans and corn. Anyone who knows me even a little can guess that I didn’t even look at the menu after hearing this. As you can see from the picture, it was a wise choice. The ribs were so good, and there was a mountain of them. I took half of it home and it only cost $6. I recommend this highly! Check out the Cafe Specials here, and plan your next trip accordingly.

I can do this job in my sleep…

mike — Thu, 31 Jan 2008 18:15:59 +0000

I rarely talk about my dreams in waking life, let alone on my blog, mainly because they are usually boring work-related dreams. I call them “workmares.” Something like: I dream I’m back at the IN-N-OUT making french fries and I’m way behind and trying to catch up except that I’m me right now and I don’t even need this job, but I’m busting my ass to prove something to myself for some reason or other and then I wake up more tired than when I went to bed.

ANYWAY, last night I dreamt that I had to come up with advertising slogans to promote a ride sharing program for the city of Los Angeles. This is a little closer to what I actually do these days, so I suppose that’s why what I came up with wasn’t too awful. When I woke up, I still remembered them, so I’m sharing them here with you. Imagine the following slogans in block letters on the side of a bus or something:

Shuttle Up and Ride, L.A.!
Van Up and Do It, L.A.!
Bus-A-Move, Los Angeles!

Ok, I admit that last one is weak, but not bad for in my sleep. In the dream they told me these were too “edgy” and rejected them. I get that a lot in real life, too. Maybe it was just a “workmare.”

Some Else’s Drawers

mike — Mon, 26 Feb 2007 10:35:45 +0000

I totally forgot to blog about this, so this is probably old news to my close friends and co-workers. I recently moved into a new cubicle at work. Incidentally, the previous occupant of my new cube had died (not *in* the cube I don’t think), and it was completely empty when I moved in.

As I was getting my stuff in there, I noticed there was one cabinet that was locked, so I made a mental note to get it opened when I had a couple minutes. Well, about three days later I finally got around to picking the lock with a couple of straightened paperclips, and I was very surprised to find that it was completely filled with someone else’s personal affects.

The top drawer contained a lot of personal items, like a lint brush, shoehorn, hand lotion, and a nail grooming kit. Additionally there was a mult-tool, some Advil, and a Sony Clie PDA with a wireless LAN card. I was going to fire it up, but it was dead and there was no charging dock or cable to be found.

The middle drawer had nothing ï¿½ totally empty except for some paper napkins.

The bottom drawer… well the bottom drawer had the following items:

2 cases of data tapes
5 pairs of women’s shoes
1 Zip-Loc baggy containing what appears to be women’s undies!

Needless to say this was a tad disturbing. Especially considering that the previous occupant was a rather large man. Now, I never actually met the guy, and I don’t mean to imply they were his or anything. I’m pretty sure they were there from an even earlier tenant, and he just didn’t have the same lock-picking skills as I.

My co-workers and I spent the next 2 days pondering these items and wondering what on earth I should do with them. On the third day, I woke up and I had decided what action I would take. The choice I made was to simply lock the cabinet again, and forget all about it. besides, I have plenty of other cabinets, and let’s face it, I really don’t want to touch the mystery panties.

And for the future archaeologists who come into my office after I have gone, please let the record show that the contents of this cabinet are not my belongings.