Archive - January 29, 2008
New Feature: Tuesday Tunes
Hopefully this can be a regular post. Considering I am almost ALWAYS listening to music at home, in the car, and at work, it should not be too hard. Every Tuesday, I will post a short blurb about somehting I have listened to that day so far. Perhaps it will be a mini-review of a cd or artist. Who knows. So let’s kick it off…
As I type this, I am listening to David Crowder Band’s latest release “Remedy”. An equally amazing follow-up to “A Collision” is something that seems almost impossible to do, since “A Collision” was one AMAZING cd. Remedy is a quicker journey than it’s predecessor, clocking in at 10 songs that are all the standard length for a song. The cd is well produced, and fuses light acoustics/piano with what some have referred to as “Punk Worship”. Crowder’s lyrics still cause the listener to question themselves, and offers encouragement in the faith all around. Please check this cd out if you haven’t yet. It is definitely worth the listen!
Cheeseburger in a Can = the end is near
That’s right, folks. You can buy a cheeseburger in a can. Please read that sentence again. The same way your greenbeans and tuna is stored now can keep a cheeseburger. How do you feel about that? Personally, I would try one. Sure, it means the downfall of civilization. Maybe it is a turning point we will look back on in a thousand years as the pinnacle of humanity. Either way, this will change the kind of food people will get from canned food drives.
Rambo's Solutions to 5 Everyday Office Problems
You might have read the book “The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People”, and you might have picked up some good advice on there as to how to be successful. Well, when it comes to going to work everyday, there is another person who could get stuff done at work, and still be a total badass. You know his name.
From the article:
Rambo Gets a Poor Performance Review
Despite hard work on Rambo’s part, sales are down and the result is a poor performance review from his manager. The negativity triggers his memories of being a POW. Rambo’s snatches the review sheet out of his manager’s hands, shoves it onto an arrow, lights it, and fires it from the office, through the window, and into the boss’s new convertible. The car explodes with a fireball three-stories tall. As the car burns, Rambo mumbles to no one in particular, “I always like to take ownership of my work.” But Rambo will never get over the guilt he feels for living when so many of his friends died in ‘Nam.
Let’s start handling things like our friend Rambo. Life will be more satisfying.
