Ramblings

Pulled this from somewhere online...

Prison vs. Office

In prison you spend the majority of your time in an 8 x 10 cell.
At work you spend most of your time in a 6 x 8 cubicle.

In prison you get 3 meals a day.
At work you only get a break for 1 meal and you have to pay for it.

In prison you get time off for good behavior.
At work you get rewarded for good behavior with more work.

In prison a guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you.
At work you must carry around a security card and unlock and open all the doors yourself.

In prison you can watch TV and play games.
At work you get fired for watching TV and playing games.

In prison you get your own toilet.
At work you have to share.

In prison they allow your family and friends to visit.
At work you cannot even speak to your family and friends.

In prison all expenses are paid by taxpayers with no work required.
At work you get to pay all the expenses to go to work and then they deduct taxes from your salary to pay for prisoners.

In prison there are wardens who are often sadistic.
At work they are called managers.

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A new reason to hate the Lakers: Karl Malone leading with his knee on layup attempts - that's just dirty. It's almost enough to tempt someone into thinking how sweet it would be if he got some of his own medicine from someone bigger than him, like if Ben Wallace kneed him in the chest.

"Cast Away" is a pretty good survival story. If you want to read another thought/question on the movie, highlight the next few lines...

What would you do if you returned from somewhere after 3-4 years and found out that your wife/husband had moved on and married someone else? Fortunately in this movie, Tom Hanks' character's loved one was only his possible fiancee at the time of his disappearance, so there was a relatively clear-cut right thing to do when he returned to the land of the living. But it'd probably be much more of a problematic situation if it was a husband/wife situation, particularly if you take the Biblical picture of marriage as the two becoming one...

I suppose the romanticized story would be that of Odysseus and his wife in The Odyssey, since she held steadfast to the hope of his returning for quite a while, fending off suitors even though she had no concrete proof that her husband was still alive. I wonder though, at what point does a person need to move on.

Current CD: This Beautiful Mess, Sixpence None the Richer. The first few tracks have been surprisingly rocking.

Annoying revisited: Got to play about 3 games of hoops yesterday on a gorgeous day at Fair Oaks Park before getting tripped up and sprawling, aggravating my hands and wrists from the previous week. I may need to take a few weeks off to let them heal. Grr...

Got to see Hideyo and Ben T last night after watching the "Alias" finale at Karen/Alinna/Jenie's place. Good to catch up with those guys. We've established that Ben's NBA prototype was Manu Ginobili, while Eric H's was Fred Hoiberg. So, every time the latter his a three-pointer from now on, we're going to yell, "HOIBERG!" Try it, it's fun.

Incidentally, the Alias finale was intense, but it seemed a little disjointed. Plus, there were numerous plot holes and it didn't seem that existing storylines were resolved by the end of the show. Now we have to wait until January...