Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Customer Service Dilemma

"Everyone has a right to be stupid; some people just abuse the privilege."


How do you tell someone he's stupid without saying, "Hey moron, you're a fucking idiot. Why don't you think for a change? I guess common sense is not a concept you grasp?" I wish I could say that and still keep my job.

So here's the backstory. Some guy called up today to bitch about his HSA. He had an account and so did his wife. They were authorized signers on each others accounts. He was concerned about the negative balance on his account. Checks were bouncing left and right. He had the brilliant idea to write checks off his account. However, he thought that as long as his wife signed the check, the funds would be taken out of her account.

"You guys really fucked me here." And so the cussing began.


I actually had to teach to him how checks work. I explained that no matter who signs the checks, the funds are drawn from the account number that is printed on the checks. And it's not like he is new to the magical world of checking. He is on the plus side of 40, but the dementia years are a ways off.

"I've had nothing but trouble with you fucks." Yes. Because you are a moron. No? That cannot be. Your stupidity is also our fault. I better watch out before Al Gore comes after us for global warming and Packer fans blame us for Brett Favre choosing to wear purple.

He wanted a resolution and now. So I ordered checks for his wife's account at no charge. Yup. We paid for his stupidity. I once again explained that the checks with his name first and his account number will draw from HIS HSA and the checks with her name first and her account number will draw from HER HSA. It was like teaching rocket science to a toddler. He asked how to get funds out of her account during the "months" it will take for the checks to arrive. I advised him that she could use the debit card linked to her account during the 10 days the checks would be in the mail.

"Everyone uses checks for medical expenses. Why the hell would I use the debit card?" That was his gem of a response. Really? I think there are hundreds of thousands of people that would disagree. Me being one of them.

So I added him to my asshole caller list and went about my day. However, I could not shake the notion that his stupidity might have some way rubbed off on me. God help me.

God help us all!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

I Fear Things that Cannot be Killed like Zombies and Brett Favre

I’m guessing everyone has heard the news by now. The sun has risen. Oh, yeah. And some guy unretired...again. I did not catch the contract numbers, but I’m guessing he signed for 30 pieces of silver.

It was surreal to see the helicopter watching Brett get off the plane and then following the SUV as it drove to the Vikings practice facility. It was like Michael Jackson’s funeral all over again. Except this time, I was mourning for my memories.

I am deeply disappointed in Favre’s decision and his character. He seems to be actively trying to be oblivious to fan sentiment. He does not seem to understand how his actions are tarnishing his reputation. I hope he will be remembered for the wins and records rather than the damage he inflicted on his relationship he built with Packer fans.

One thing for sure will come from Brett suiting up for the Vikings. It will be easy to tell who the 1990’s bandwagon jumpers were. Every fan who cheers for the Vikings and Favre, but against the Packers, was never a true Packer fan to begin with.

I understand that Reggie White and THE Green Bay Packer icon, Vince Lombardi, also retired and then came back to a different team. They did not, however, threaten retirement for the last five years as a Packer, tearfully retire on the national stage, suggest they want to return, decide to stay retired, announce their return through the media, make a spectacle at Family Night in Green Bay, force a trade, spout off hate to the national media about a team that supported them for years, lead their new team to an underwhelming season, retire again, get bad mouthed by ex-teammates, suggest another return, stay retired because they could not play/coach at a high level any longer, and then return to the game again because they could play/coach at a high level after all.

Over the years, my great memories of Brett have created this myth. I ingeniously call it The Brett Favre Myth (BFM.) It basically is the feeling that Favre is bigger than the team. That Brett, and him alone, won all those games. The home games in the cold at Lambeau. The 4th quarter comebacks. The play-off games. The Super Bowl. And it’s that myth that clouds the sensibilities of Packer fans today.

Brett, the player, I admire. Brett, the loving son, I admire. Brett, the caring husband, I admire. Brett, the generous charity supporter, I admire. Brett, the prima donna, I don’t. And I think this is where the BFM clouds fans’ views.

I remember my Grandpa coming home after a random Packer game on a Sunday fall afternoon. I was practicing my pitching against the old concrete silo in our yard. My Grandpa stepped out of his Buick and handed me a great gift...a pack of Pro Set trading cards that were handed out to fans before the game. At the time, I never realized that was the beginning of the Packers return to dominance. What game was it? It was Brett’s memorable comeback in 1992 against the Cincinnati Bengals that announced his arrival as THE quarterback of the Green Bay Packers.

Since that day, Brett has given me great memories…and some not so good ones...

...I remember coming home from a church confirmation getaway and sitting down to watch the first Packer play-off game in years. The Packers were playing the Lions in Detroit. A quarterback playing like he didn’t know any better, rolled out left and heaved a bomb across the field and hit Sterling Sharpe to put the Packers up for good. At that moment, I knew the Packers were going places.

...After the Packers thoroughly demolished the Carolina Panthers in the NFC Championship game, nobody left. Everyone had their arms around the person next to them. We were swaying back and forth, singing “We Are The Champions.” “This Is Our House” was flashing on the Jumbotrons. It was a powerful moment. Brett Favre was front and center.

...I remember sitting in the basement at my cousin’s house watching Super Bowl XXXI. Brett, like a Pop Warner kid, running around the field with his helmet in the air, celebrating a long touchdown pass to Andre Rison. This is probably my favorite Favre moment. It will always be how I remember him.

...My worst Packer Favre memory is 4TH and 26. I still cannot talk about it.

...I was working 3rd shift at The Home Depot while Favre had one of his greatest games as a Packer and one of his worst games as a man. In the conference room, I watched Brett throw 5 touchdowns just days after losing his father to a heart attack. His emotions shown through the screen. If you watched that game and did not feel for Brett and his family, you are a robot.

...Sitting in the stands after the 2007 NFC Championship game, I was completely lost for words. Anger. Hate. Disappointment. Sadness. Shock. All emotions that raced through me. That was the last time I ever saw Brett in the Green and Gold. It still pains me to this day that Brett’s last pass as a Packer was a duck. He was trying to do something great, but it was a duck nonetheless.

I was disappointed in Brett’s response to a question posed to him today at his press conference. He was asked about people being tired of his wavering. He responded, “Don’t watch” and shrugged his shoulders. I liken that response to a little kid throwing a hissy fit in the middle of a crowded church. And then after getting scolded by adults, who disapprove of his childish actions, telling everyone, “If you don’t like it, don’t pay attention.” You’re going to get attention acting like a baby especially with ESPN monitoring your travel plans, Jay Glazer tapping your phone and Peter King camping outside your house. There are some people that get upset at the massive amounts of attention that is focused on them because of their sometimes outlandish behavior. Those people are either the Presidents of the United States or prima donnas. And Brett is definitely NOT the President of the United States.

I do not think Brett Favre will automatically put the Vikings in the Super Bowl. They were favorites to win the division and go deep into the play-offs in 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 and 2008. They failed each year. I do not think an aging superstar quarterback with a minor rotator cuff tear will light the world on fire. So then why would the Vikings sign Favre and to a 12,000,000 dollar a year contract? A few reasons can explain it. One, it makes the Vikings relevant on a national scale. The talking heads on ESPN are now talking about the Vikings. If Favre was not a Viking, ESPN would be going gonzo over Michael Vick or the return of Tom Brady. Two, it sells tickets. The Vikings were having trouble selling out the games. Now, the Vikings do not have to worry about local television blackouts. Three, it helps push the Vikings towards a new stadium. The owner is doing the same dance as every other professional sports team owner does. The Vikings might have to move if a new stadium is not built. It is blackmail in the simplest form. Build a new stadium or we’re gone. I would hate to be a Minnesota voter now especially after swallowing the tax increases for the new Twins stadium. The voters now feel the pressure to support the team by spending at least 500 million dollars on new digs. The owner cannot live without those luxury suites padding his wallet. He couldn't just live as a millionaire. He HAS to be a billionaire. Brett will help him with his money problems.

Most of the TT haters like to believe that the whole saga began with TT not wanting Favre back. It really began when Favre wanted TT to sign Randy Moss and TT passed. Then after the team was one duck pass away from the Super Bowl without Moss, TT passed again on Moss. Favre impulsively decided to retire, a move he clearly regretted as soon as he made it. Whether or not Favre was right about Moss, it was NOT his place to expect a voice in personal matters. Sherman started an unwise trend of letting Brett run the place. Teams cannot let players have personnel control or all hell will break loose. I think the old saying goes, “You cannot let the inmates run the asylum.” TT needed to stop that trend so he put his foot down and Favre took his ball and went home.

This particular Favre circus has nothing to do with Ted Thompson though. Many of Favre’s worshippers, brainwashed by the BFM, think Favre going to the Vikings is TT’s worst nightmare. It’s not. TT has his own team to worry about. However, I do believe this could be TT’s redemption. I read a blog today that compared TT to Osama bin Laden. Are you fucking kidding me? One orchestrated the worst terrorist attack in United States history that left thousands dead and a country forever changed. The other is a general manager for a professional sports team. Professional sports are in the entertainment business. Please, if you’re going to hate on TT, be smart about it. Come at me with an intelligent discussion. Do not let your love of Brett Favre feed your hatred of TT. TT made a business decision. A tough decision. An unpopular decision. But the right decision for the growth and future of the Green Bay Packers. As a PACKERS fan, that is what I expect the general manager to do. He made the impossible decision to let Brett leave, but it was the correct one. The Packers are now set at quarterback for 10 years rather than clinging for a few years to the battered right arm of a rapidly aging Hall of Fame quarterback.

I’ve got the season tickets ready to go for November 1st. Oh, he will get booed at Lambeau. To think otherwise would be as delusional as Favre thinking this does not hurt his legacy with Packer fans. I am torn. To boo or not to boo. It’s hard to remember all the great memories with a knife in my back. The Brett Favre saga could be comical, if it was not becoming a pathetic ending to what once was an admired, honored career.

Do I wish Favre was still in the Green and Gold? Yes. But I am a PACKER fan first. I always will be. I cheered for Dickey and Majkowski before Favre and I will cheer for Rodgers and his successors after Favre.

On a side note, Brett’s returned has helped my bottom line. The only way to purchase Packers tickets for the Rams game in St. Louis, directly from the Rams ticket office, was to purchase tickets to another game. I choose the Vikings at Rams game. And with Brett Favre coming back, not only will I be able to sell those tickets and recoup the face value, I will be able to sell them for twice as much and pay for the Packers tickets too. Boom! I now have free tickets to see the Packers in St. Louis. So I have that going for me, which is nice.

I’ll leave you all with a simple, but powerful quote. It came from Aaron Kampman after he was asked about Favre signing with the rival Vikings. “The red jersey will be off.” Yes. Yes, it will. Go get ‘em, guys!

Revenge is a Dish Best Served on Microwave Power Level 7 for 3 1/2 Minutes

This poem comes complete with the low-light, weird angle, "artsy" self-portrait that seems to be so popular on sites like Facebook and MySpace.


The playmate who stole toys,
Now fondles little boys.

The pastor who felt other men,
Now dates Ken.

The peer who always had to win,
Now lives in sin.

The teacher who used many manuals,
Now worships Jack Daniels.

The bully who teased in school,
Now is a tool.

The girlfriend who left with Sid,
Now has a kid.

The friend who backstabbed,
Now drives a cab.

The owner who made work hell,
Now has to sell.

The wife who ran away with her brother,
Now has no significant other.

The dad who never understood,
Now is petrified wood.

The self who could never cope,
Now hangs from a rope.


On a scale of 1-10 with 1 being BAD and 10 being AWESOMELY BAD, I'm shooting for a 10+ for this poem. Comments and critiques are appreciated. Anything to help bring out my true, bad inner poet.

Monday, August 10, 2009

0 to 175 in Two and a Half Minutes


Since Facebook, MySpace and blogs seem to bring out everyone's inner poet, I thought I'd throw my hat into the ring.

I wait for a sign from the heavens.
Finally, green, I go.
My front tire jumps off the ground,
the force rips through my body.
Jane, a friend, but yet more, feels it too.
Her body melts onto my back.
She holds tight, not wanting to fall.
I pull the throttle more
momentarily slowing to shift gears,
we lean as one, eating up the beautiful curves.
I glance down, 110, 115, 120
I have never experienced speed like this.
so I pull the throttle back even farther.
The vibrant color streaks by,
no sounds, but Jane’s heart beating faster, faster.
I go for it all
I peek back down
I climax at 175, something I have never experienced
Euphoria overwhelms my body
Grabbing tighter, tighter
Jane trembles from exhilaration
I slow down only after the feeling escapes us
We arrive at her house,
Our journey over.
I dismount to walk her to the door
And after a good night kiss,
I climb back on to try it again,
this time, by myself.


(This is obviously a joke and not a reflection of my true writing abilities. If you think otherwise, please read this POST. In this case, you're the B.)

Movie Mondays - Ferris Bueller's Day Off


"Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?"

In honor of John Hughes' untimely passing last week, I wanted to spotlight my favorite movie he had a hand in creating. Hughes was a great director, writer and producer. He directed many great 80's movies including: "Sixteen Candles," "The Breakfast Club," "Uncle Buck," "Weird Science" and this week's Movie Monday entry, "Ferris Bueller's Day Off."

I remember watching "Day Off" during an "off" day of school. I'm sure everyone that has watched the movie has a story like that.

"Day Off" is a great movie. From the beginning to the end, greatness oozes from every scene. And that greatness began in the planning stages. The script is airtight. The locations are awesome. The casting is spot on. I don't think I could ever imagine Ferris as any one other than Matthew Broderick. I don't think I'd want to.

To this day, I still have almost the whole movie memorized. I have to watch it at least a few times a year. If I catch just a brief glimpse of it on TV, my mood instantly improves.

I try to live my life according to Ferris. "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."

My hat goes off to John Hughes for creating a brilliant masterpiece. My heart goes out to his family and to the world. A great movie maker was lost. And a great man.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Art of Douchebaggery!

I hate non-handicapped bastards who park in the handicapped parking spot. I REALLY hate bastards who park in TWO handicapped parking spots.

So I'm taking lunch at work yesterday and this douchebag pulls across both handicapped parking spots.


I thought, okay, it was an isolated douchebag incident. I was wrong. I was at lunch today and some new douchebag did the same thing.


They work for a company that picks up old real estate magazines and drops off new ones. Usually, the normal douchebag parks in the handicapped spot. The only saving grace is that he parks in the spot like a normal driver. Not these douchebags. They think it is okay to take up the ONLY handicapped spots in the lot. Will it really kill you to walk that extra 12 feet? No. Unless, obviously and I can't believe I didn't know this, you're a douchebag.

I want to throat punch them.

I want some prison warden to strip them down and let the rapists in D Block have their way with them.

I want Michael Weston and Fiona to put just a bit of C4 under their cars. Just enough for a little "show."

I want to smash their face into a car windshield, and then take their mothers out for a nice seafood dinner and never call them again.

Why must we accept this douchebaggery?

More importantly, why is it wrong to take a pipe wrench to their skulls?

Please, don't be a douchebag. I beg of you.

Lyric Wednesdays - The Verve

Another Wednesday, another lyric entry from The Verve. This one is a bit more popular than the last entry. It is also off their 1997 album, "Urban Hymns."

With the economy in the crapper and money hard to come by, one phrase in this song hits home. "You're a slave to money then you die." That's life. We work for the dollar. We spend that dollar. Then we go back to our pathetic jobs and try to earn another dollar. It's a vicious cycle.

I lay awake at night dreaming of the freedom riches bring. I want to be able to not have to worry how I'm going to pay the bills. Unfortunately, I do not know how to do that. So I go back to my job and do my best. Why? To one day be promoted and earn more money. It could be worse. At least I have a job. And a relatively secure one in today's economy.

I wish I had the love of my life. I wish I had an acceptable body image. I wish I had enough money to do what I want, when I want.

It's not all bad. I have a few great friends. I have the best family in the world. I have my thoughts.

I love life. It's not easy, though. It's a Bitter Sweet Symphony...

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the veins meet yeah,

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no
I can't change
I can't change

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah

You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

I can't change my mold
no, no, no, no, no,
I can't change
Can't change my body,
no, no, no

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
Been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Ever been down
Have you ever been down?
Have you've ever been down?

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

#7, Michael Vick, Backup Quarterback, Green Bay Packers?


First off, I know it will NOT happen.

Second, I am a dog lover. I was appalled.

Third, to this day, I'm still sore that the Falcons beat the Packers in the playoffs. It was the Packers first postseason loss at Lambeau. And of course, I had to be there.

However, Michael Vick is a weapon. That is the biggest reason I think Vick would be great in the Green and Gold. The NFL is a league of weapons. Look at the Cardinals. They were never out of it because of their plethora of weapons. Also, look at the Dolphins. In 2007, they were horrible. Then in 2008, they ran the Wildcat offense and befuddled defenses. That team did not have 11-5 talent.

Yes, the defensive coordinators around the league will figure out the Wildcat, but no team would have a player as dynamic as Vick running it. He can run, pass and catch.

The backlash from any team signing Vick would be severe. I am not a man of God, but people can be forgiven...if they show remorse. Vick paid his due. He did hard time in a federal penitentiary. He's trying to make amends and prove that he has put dog fighting behind him. He should never stop apologizing. He should never stop trying to improve his image. The moment he stops, he fails.

There are a few things the Packers would have to do if they signed Vick. They need to clear it with Aaron Rodgers. Tell him that Vick has absolutely no shot at the starting spot. Also, tell Vick that. Then, they need to clear it with their sponsors. Get the Humane Society, PETA and any other sponsor connected with animals to make positive statements regarding Vick. Something to the effect that Vick paid his dues and is actively trying to pay his debt to society. Next, set a zero tolerance policy. Make sure Vick knows it is one and done. One mistake and Vick gets kicked to the curb. McCarthy and Thompson have enough clout to make sure Vick stays in line. Plus, the Packers have enough veteran leadership to keep Vick on the straight and narrow. Do not alienate the fans or make them feel like the team is hiding something. Get out in front of the story. Explain what Vick did was horrendous. Show how he has paid for his crimes. Finally, sign Vick to a low cost contract. Throw some escalators in the contract, but Vick would probably take anything above the league minimum at this time. I mean a small contract in the NFL is better than a big contract in the UFL.

Vick in the Green and Gold is a pipe dream. But it's too amazing not to think about. Just like the possibility of drafting Michael Crabtree, Vick playing for the Packers would be electrifying. He would make the offensive unstoppable. Aaron Rodgers, Ryan Grant, Donald Driver, Greg Jennings, Jordy Nelson, Jermichael Finley, James Jones AND Michael Vick? Need I go on?

The Packers cannot afford a distraction like the Favre implosion last year. However, the Packers will have to decide whether Michael Vick, the player, can help them more than Michael Vick, the person, could hurt them.

I think it's worth the risk to find out.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Movie Mondays - The Matrix Edition


"He's starting to believe."

"He is the one."

Those are two of the many lines in "The Matrix" that still elicit goosebumps from me. And it's been 10 years and 100 viewings.

I watched "The Matrix" for the first time in over a year. Wow. It still has it. I cannot imagine ever creating something as great as it. The story, the effects, the action..."The Matrix" has it all.

I'm sure almost everyone has seen it. If not, buy it and watch it. (Don't waste money renting a movie that you will surely buy after watching it.) If you have seen it, pop it in again and let the emotions come flooding back.

I want to take the red pill!

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Thank You, Brett


Thank you, Brett. I did not want to hate you. Since I was 12, I cheered for you. I bought your merchandise. I supported you during the tough times. I cheered during the good. I cried with you when your father passed away. The moment you would have put on that crappy purple uniform, you would have torn out my soul, took a piss on it and then lit it on fire.

Now please stay retired. Nobody wants you to come back in November. Legends should be idolized and remembered for their greatness. Not laughed at.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Random Rants and Raves

Damn, I forgot how much I enjoy "The Matrix." It's exhilarating...

Now that training camps around the NFL have started, Michael Vick is back in the news. I do not condone what he did. I am a dog person so what he did was horrifying and immoral. But why is he getting treated worse than Donte Stallworth? Donte killed a human being. I'm guessing the reason is because Vick was the better football player. That's a sad reflection of our society...

Why do people have to walk through double sliding glass doors right smack dab in the middle? You see me coming. I'm easily noticed. Pick a side, jackass...

On the same thought, why do people try to get on an elevator before the people get off? Everyday at work I almost run into people getting on the elevator before I can even get out. Please, for the love of God, do not get on the elevator before the doors are completely open. That way you can see if anyone is on the elevator. A novel concept, I know...

Why do some people think they don't have to work as hard as others? After a call at work, there are certain people that continually abuse the paperwork status. They sit there doing nothing for 5 or 20 minutes, while the rest of the team is taking call after call. Why can they do this? Because there is no oversight. How would I deal with the problem? With an iron fist covered by an iron glove....

I'm glad the Bucks are not sitting on their hands. Hakim Warrick is not a big name, but he'll bring athleticism and defense to the Bucks. A good, cheap signing. I've been a Warrick fan since that blocked shot in the NCAA tournament...

Somebody who owed me money for 4 years finally paid me this week. I haven't talked to him in over a year and then out of the blue, he calls. The money was not the reason I hadn't spoken to him. His actions and words as a "friend" were. Now I have to make a decision. Forgive and forget? Time will tell...

All done ranting for today. It's back to "The Matrix."

100 Straight Days of XBOX!

I have now gamed on my XBOX 360 for 100 straight days. Yes, I know. I'm still proud of my milestone though.

Most of those days were spent killing on the Battlefield with Murda and sometimes Matt and Jeff would join the fight. It was almost poetic that on my 100th straight day, Murda got his XBOX back from Microsoft. There was some serious killing going on.

In honor of my 100th day, I decided to get at least 100 achievement points. Some were fun to get. Here's the list...
  • Duke Nukem 3D - Shake It Baby
  • The Bigs - Strikeout!
  • The Bigs - Strikeout x3
  • The Bigs - Double
  • The Bigs - Triple
  • NCAA Football 08 - Complete a 60 Yard Pass
  • NCAA Football 08 - Break a 60 Yard Run
  • NCAA Football 08 - 50 Yard Punt
  • NCAA Football 10 - Bustin' Loose
I tracked my progress at 360voice.com. Check out my blogging 360 at http://360voice.gamerdna.com/tag/lunchbox37. The site is awesome. It creates a blog from your 360's point-of-view. Try it. You'll enjoy it.

As you can see, I also changed my gamer picture. It's Dancing Time! Plus, it seems as though my Live rep went down. Someone gave me an unsporting conduct review. It's probably because in one match I was running around knifing bitches. I had 2 double knife kills and 8 in total. Sorry, but "Gotcha Bitches!" Here is the entry from my 100th day...
A good gamerpic is like art... everyone has a different opinion about what is good. Too bad I am right and the rest of you are all tasteless suckers... this is the best pic ever. Admit it! In gaming related news... Lunchbox37 hit the switch and fired me up yesterday... his total gamer score is 25,680.That is an increase of 105 points over last time! He played NCAA® Football 10 finishing 1 achievement, NCAA® Football 08 finishing 3 achievements, The BIGS, Battlefield 1943™, Ghostbusters, The BIGS 2, Duke Nukem 3D, BF: Bad Company, and think of all the things we learned! Ha... look at me still typing this blog entry when there is gaming to do! Let's keep it up Lunchbox37! Also, don't tell Lunchbox37 I told you this, but we have now gamed 100 days in a row... he doesn't like to share that with others.

Also, Lunchbox37 is the complete suck. Our gamer reputation actually decreased yesterday... I am going to have to give him a talking to!
I won't get to 200 since I'm headed to St. Louis in September, but it was fun to get to at least 100. I'll probably stop after the 137th day. I have to end it on that day. I mean come on. It includes 37. Wait. Does that make my 360 a whore? Yes. Yes, it does. By the way, boys. She's available for parties.

My favorite achievement in the last 100 days. I love to tip strippers...especially digital strippers from 1996. Damn, I'm good.

My 2nd favorite achievement in the last 100 days. It's the easiest achievement ever. (The Simpsons Game says so.) All you have to do is press start. Literally. Just. Press. Start.

Murda and I bringing the pain on the Battlefield during my 100th day and his 1st with his "new" 360.