Martini Cartwheels

C'mon! Don't be a wimp. A little rain never kept us away from our pints and nachos. Cheers!

Well, maybe you did. And if so, here is the product for you.

My apologies for being among the missing lately. I have not, nor will I willingly, give up posting on Martini Cartwheels. To prove I am still as klutzy and crazy as ever, I will share you with this picture which demonstrates the hazards of leaving lip balm in your car in the summer and applying said lip balm immediately upon entry in the vehicle. It's clumpy. Lots of goings on, primarily with work and a recent changing of the guard which has forced me to start looking for a new job. My goal is to find something closer than 68 miles from my home and one which pays closer to the going market rate. I tried my hand at being a professional gambler yesterday. After losing at roulette and 4 card poker, I have changed my mind. The free drinks are enticing but they will not pay the mortgage. I'll stick to application development (that's a 25 cent word for programmer/analyst). If I had my druthers however, I would prefer to be one of the following: 1. Professional...

Here's a novel idea. Why don't I post something? So tomorrow starts the summer flex schedule at work which means I have to get up a bit earlier and therefore I should really get my arse to bed. But I'm installing Photoshop Elements and I really want to see it complete so here I sit. The summer schedule is 4 xx hours days (what ever 35 divided by 4 plus a 45 minute lunch equals) with Fridays off. Fridays off are good because by the time it rolls around, I am so freaking exhausted. Not sure why I do this schedule exactly, as it gets to be a real pain. Somehow the thought of having Fridays off in the summer sends some sort of endorphin rush to my brain whereby my mind then tells my body that leaving the house before 6:00am and returning 12 hours later is really not so bad after all. But it is. Can I get some cheese with this whine?

pool  1     (p l) n. 1.  A whole in the ground into which you throw money. The The Wet Spot chlorinator was leaking today. I took it apart and knew almost immediately that it needed a new o-ring. Luckily, the pool supply store had it in stock. A nice young man helped me find what I needed. Unfortunately there is one other product that goes with the purchase of a new o-ring. Store Clerk: "Do you need any lube?" CJ: "I have some at home - for the treadmill" (nice recovery CJ). Can I just use that?" Store Clerk: "Depends - is it petroleum based or silicone based?" CJ's Brain: Petroleum based? That's the kind you are not supposed to use with condemns. But for treadmills? I don't think treadmills care. Store Clerk: "We sell it here." CJ: "Great, I'll take one tube." Then the other clerk chimes in telling me the all pool parts that could use a good greasing. Now I have two young men talking to me ...

Can't I have it both ways? If I have it tender does it have to to be unnatural? If I have it natural will it be tough? Then again, I was the "chef" the evening the we had the pork. So it was none of the above.

I'm kind of pissed at Hewlett Packard. I bought an HP digital photo frame for my Mom's 86th birthday. She's pretty miserable living in a nursing home so anytime she gets a gift she actually likes, it is a big deal. I loaded up something like 150 pics, set the frame up in her room, and programmed it to run from early morning to her usual bed time. And don't you know, the effing thing stopped working 3 months after I bought it. Customer service was only slightly helpful. Long and short of it is they won't replace it without a receipt (which I don't think I have). I could accept that - if I hadn't read so many threads online about how other folks had similar issues with their HP digital frames. Or should I say digital shames? I saw today that HP is laying off something like 25,000 people.  Maybe if your frames didn't suck you would sell more of them thereby making enough money to keep your workforce intact.