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//This is the first article of a new series I'm starting, based on an encounter I had today... enjoy.
The prepositions at and to often indicate very similar things, except when throwing things. It is very difficult for the subject to tell the difference between the prepositions when simply throwing things in the direction of angry people who may or may not be drunk. Avoid doing so as this action can cause dramatic results.
After every roller coaster I've been on, you face the absolute worst part of the amusement park experience. Viewing the terrible roller-coaster t-shirts. Does anyone buy these things? They're simply hideous.
Anyway, if anyone feels like getting hits on google images, only three pictures show up on a search for roller coaster t-shirts. Although this might not really get you that many hits, because I don't think anyone wants such things.
My day at work started off terribly. The losers at night shift totally messed up and I had to untangle a bunch of hooks and put them in a box.
Then it got worse. I had to shovel little steel clips, the things that go in cabinets and hold shelves, and put them in cylindrical containers and then degrease them. This is not fun, and after four hours I was ready to go home.
Fortunately, my wish came true and my manager told me they hadn't received the boxes to load the job that would be done in the afternoon, so that, if I wanted too, I could go home at 1:00.
I did so. It rocks!
On another note, while I was outside untangling those hooks I thought the banshee I heard my first day of work was back. I looked up to see a train going by at about 30 M.P.H. I was safe for another day
I'm still playing with my blog's title since the old one didn't fit. If you have any suggestions, leave them as a comment or IM me at screenname "then mattf says".
Thanks for your help.
Most unfortunately, the title "Matt's Cool and Interesting Blog of the New Millennium", no longer fits in the title bar...
This forces me to make a dire change.
The site formerly known as Matt's Cool and Interesting Blog of the New Millennium will now be known as
Cool and Interesting Blog of the New Millennium
Sounds official, doesn't it?
As much as it pains me to make such a change, it does come with new features, and those are some nice new features.
EDIT
With a suggestion from Baxter that the millenium has been here for a while now, the blog will now be called
Matt's Cool and Interesting Blog of the Millennium it fits and it retains the ring the old title had. Cool.
I guess blogeasy updated like they said they would! Unexpected, but very, very, welcome!
Sanitarium is a dark psychological adventure game that has rekindled my interest n adventure games in general.
You begin as a mental patient in an asylum, seeking answers to the questions of who you are, why you are there, and how you can escape. Your journey takes you through bizarre and psychologically created locations where you gradually learn the truth of your identity.
Sanitarium is available in stores for a low price or here for download, although this is of dubvious legality. Try it!
Ore No Ryomi 2 calls itself "the sequel to the #1 cooking simulator". I've never played Ore No Ryomi 1, but I can tell you this; the sequel is awesome!
You start with $6000 and have to build your restaurant by adding new menu items, utilities such as dishwashers and food processors, and even new services like buffets and delivery. Each day is played out and you must frantically meet the orders of your customers, cooking each food to perfection, in order to make money.
The game plays like a mix between Lemonade Tycoon and Wario-Ware. You can get it here.
Today I was planning a nice relaxing day off.
You see, yesterday, I had applied to a temp agency that promised to find me a job by the beginning of next week. The type of job they provided was light industrial, but nothing I couldn't handle after my Supply One Plastics stint.
I set my alarm every morning for 8:45 AM. I don't know why I do this, because I always get up and turn it off, and then go back to sleep. Today, being like any other day, I turned off my alarm and went to sleep.
15 minutes later, the phone rang. Somehow, intuitively, I knew it was for me. I jumped to my feet and answered it.
It was the temp agency. Someone called off sick today at a place called Fusion Coatings. I was excited. I always wanted to work on a fusion reactor even if it was just a job packing stuff.
I told them I could make it there by 10:00 and ran off.
I got to work at exactly 10:00 AM. I didn't know what to expect when a guy covered with tattoos took me back and showed me what I'd be doing.
A line of hooks holding shiny, different hooks swang by and I was to make sure that the hooks didn't touch each other before they went into some bizarre chamber filled with black, powdery smoke.
Cool.
I did that for four hours. It was sure easy, but I hadn't seen any atoms fuse with other atoms yet.
Next I was taken to a large, blue, hot machine. At this machine I was told to put in little, 'G' shaped hooks on a conveyor belt that disappeared into interior of the beast. I was told that I'd have to put the little 'G's into the machine at a rate of 4000 per hour.
Wow!
For those of you who don't realize how fast that is, as a requirement for a data entry position I applied for, I had to transcribe data between a sheet of paper and a computer at a rate of 4000 characters per hour to qualify. I could do 7000 characters per hour, but I certainly couldn't feed this machine as fast as I could copy data.
Soon though, I quickened my pace as my hands became used to the job. I could not, however, figure out the purpose of this task.
Was I sacraficing the 'G's to fire-breathing, howling, banshee?
Then it dawned on me.
The 'G's were probably bits of plutonium and I was feeding the nuclear fusion reactor itself. Like the coal-boy of a steam-ship I was maintaining the power of the whole factory, all of Pennsylvania, and much of the Tri-State Area!
With so much responsibility dealt to me, I became a master of placing the metal bits on the belt, and the remaining two hours of the shift flew by.
Swap!
I can only post once per day, so tomorrow, I'm going to sweeten the deal.
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