9 out of 10 monkeys believe they are not behind glass

I made a grave mistake a couple weeks back. In my own unique style of doing things, I neglected to grab my wife’s towel from the towel hanger and place it near the shower enclosure along with my own prior to a nightly shower.

I was verbally abused. Very verbally. Lots of verbs involved. Verb massacre.

Bits of verbs lay everywhere from the massive verb explosion.

Anyways, since then, when I am prepping to take a shower after my wife, I take special notice if my towel has not been removed from the hanger and placed near the shower along with her own. If it is still up on the hanger, I take my sweet sweet partial revenge.

Sunday night, no towel.

“Where is my towel?” I asked.

“Hanging up.” She replied.

“Did you not think about me? I planned on taking a shower as well.”

“How long are you going to keep getting back at me over that?” She asked.

“Well I’ll be eighty, and I will walk into the bathroom while your showering, and say: ‘Honey, where’s my towel? I was expectin’ to take a shower too!’ And you will reply: ‘What the hell are you doing in my bathroom? We have been divorced for 30 years! Get out you crazy freak! How did you even get in? You don’t have a key!’ ” I replied.

Ha. Comedian I am.

That is how most of my meetings feel… 10 monkeys arguing over completely different points, and they all think it is the same idea.

One falls down and breaks his head. He falls down because he gets slapped down by someone’s else’s political power, even if the poor monkey’s way is the best way, or the right way, if it isn’t the big monkey’s idea, then it is a shit idea.

Drives me nuts.

Especially talking big stuff.

*Sigh*

Bikes are dangerous things.

Not because they are unsafe on the roads or anything, (sometimes they are), just due to the fact you can spend so much money on one.

I am shopping for a road bike to commute with (instead of trusty mountain bike), and every time I think I am settled on what I should invest in, the allure of shiner, fancier bike pulls me in.

I have not committed to a bike yet, and since I hate spending money, the commitment will be a difficult thing.

I think the Trek 2.1 is the way I should go, but it is 600 bucks more than the 1.2 Trek that I originally planned on. In reality the 1.2 will probably fit me just fine, but the 2.1 in every review I have read is the better deal. And every shopping guide I have read has said buy the bike you want, because upgrades are even more costly in the long run.

I am torn. I guess I may just have to flip a coin. And see what my wife thinks.

She will probably slap me for just bringing it up. Pregnant women tend to be vicious! HA.

Here is the view from my bedroom. That will get you started thinking about what kind of room I had.

I was traveling with a few other guys from my company, and we stayed in the Venetian. The front desk told me all the rooms were sold, so they had to put me into a suite to satisfy the reservation. I nodded, said whatever, and checked in.

I take the elevator to the top floor, get off, turn left, and I am at the door of my room. French door at my room.

That struck me as odd.

I walk in, and my room is huge. Not huge like one room with a huge bed in the middle. No. 5 rooms. 3 bathrooms. Sauna, shower, jacuzzi tub. Exercise room! Dining area!

WTF!

My hotel room was bigger than all the apartments I have ever had. I think it is close in size to my current house! 2000 square feet easy.

seriously
gah