Usually this is my favorite time of year.  The grass is green, the trees are in bloom, street fairs have begun, women's wardrobes change for the better, and the weather is warm.  Everything seems to be in place for a great summer save the fact that the weather is still cold.  This morning on my way to work, it was in the 50's...WTF?  I mean 50 is great in March, but we are closing in on June now...I have been aching to get out on the lake more, but can't for fear of FREEZING.  OK, maybe I am going a little overboard but I think many of my fellow Chicagians feel the same way.  I guess I have yet one more excuse to not be swimming in the lake...

 

I know it has been some time since my last post and for that I have regret.  I like writing my mundane and quasi-pragmatic feelings here.  I have just been in a different place lately both physically and mentally.  It's not that the little bullshit things I typically rant about here are no longer bothering me.  I have simply been busy making plans for the next 5 years.  Briefly, I am working on getting my CPA (finally) this year.  If I have that completed by Christmas, I will be happy.  The pass rates so far this year for all four sections are below %50...YIKES!  I think that after I conquer this challenge, I can get my CIA shortly thereafter with little resistance.  I have recently been entertaining the thought of returning to Loyola to get a Master of Laws degree, but that might be a few years out still.  I really want to become a homeowner, and to do as much, I have begun saving.  Tightening the belt a little was necessary and has taught me to live a little more simply.  For the next 2 years beginning in September, I am honored to say that I will be the Co-President of the Young Associates Board!  I am excited for the opportunity, and hope that I do as good of a job as my predecessors.  Other than that, I have been spending my time training, except for the last week and a half, for the triathlon.  There are 93 days left and I am seriously lagging in my swimming.  My times otherwise are good and getting better...

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

eclogue • \ECK-log\ • noun

Example Sentence:

"Be it in the appropriation of the goatherd or shepherd in the pastoral eclogue, or the neatly controlled terraces of the Georgics, the pastoral has always been an idyllicised representation of the rural world...." (John Kinsella, The Literary Review, January 2005)

Did you know?

Although the eclogue first appeared in the Idylls of the Greek poet Theocritus, it was the 10 Eclogues (or Bucolics) of the Roman poet Virgil that gave us the word "eclogue." (The Latin title "Eclogae" literally meant "selections.") The eclogue was popular in the Renaissance and through the 17th century, when less formal eclogues were written. As our example sentence suggests, the eclogue traditionally depicted rural life as free from the complexity and corruption of more citified realms. The poets of the Romantic period rebelled against the artificiality of the older pastoral, and the eclogue fell out of favor. In more modern times, though, the term "eclogue" has been applied to pastoral poems involving the conversations of people other than shepherds, often with heavy doses of irony.

I have not written much over the past month or so.  The typical bullshit which used to get me worked up has lost a little bit of its importance to me as of late.  I am not sure where this newfound apathy is coming from, but it didn't come alone.  The past month has had me asking questions of myself, which I can only hope are normal and not the precursor to some sort of midlife crisis.  Lately I have been pondering, more than usual, my existence.  I am not sure that I know what I am here for.  I mean, I think I live an average life...I eat, sleep, have fun, work, and pay bills like everyone else.  I just wonder, sometimes, if there is more out there.  I feel like I need a larger sense of purpose, or perhaps some sort of paradigm shift in the way I see things.  I had thought for years that when I was in my 30s, I would be married with kids in my own place.  This societal norm, I have found, is in fact not that normal.  I know a handful of people who are married and even fewer with children.  I think that I keep a broad mix of friends so I can only deduce that they are representative of my age group.  I wonder at times if my daily activities even matter.  I am confident that I add value to the company.  I think training for the triathlon is important.  And more than anything, right now, my work with the Young Associates Board is the only "non-Dan" worthwhile thing I am doing with my life.  I want more, but can't define "more".  Does that even make fucking sense?  Did I miss something?  Was there a course in school where they talked about this shit?  I must have missed that class or something...Anyway, I am not sure where I was going with all this, and maybe that is the problem...

 

It has been about 1.5 months now since I have been either running, riding, or both 5 days a week.  Although my endurance is way up and my legs are like steel, I am not really losing any trunk weight.  I know that I need to focus on my core to get the results that I want, I am just not sure that toning that area will help with the triathlon...Usually I am pretty tired after my normal workout and I really don't see myself adding additional exercises to my routine.  Anyway, I am very happy with my times so far.  I began training a few months earlier this year compared to last and I think that will pay off greatly in August.  It is kind of funny...my friend signed me up to a gym with a pool about 5 weeks ago, if not more, and I have yet to get in the pool...HAHAHA...I am giving my legs a break this week after my 8.7 mile jaunt last week.  I will likely do a 10K over the weekend and return to the normal routine next week when I am back in Chicago. 

 

Other than that, there really aint shit to talk about...there is NOTHING new going on...save summer is coming!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WERD!!!

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I absolutely LOVE the RE:THE AUDITORS webpage!   Here is a post I found interesting and though provoking and I hope you do too...

 

 

End of the 'Ownership Society'

Officially, there are 12.5 million employable people out of work in the U.S.  That is not only bothering because of its historic significance, bit more so because it reminds me of that old adage, "desperate times call for desperate measures".  I would not be surprised to see, as this ongoing economic crisis continues, that all over the world, a dramatic increase in crime is recorded as a result of folk simply trying to put food on the table...It is quite disturbing to think that the folk who put us here (take this for what it's worth), will in all likelihood never see a day of prison or face any other form of punishment, while the poor family who has lost most of what they worked their entire lives for might have to spend some time in jail for committing crimes to feed themselves.  This is yet another difference between the haves and the have nots...White collar crime vs. blue collar crime...

 

Lately I have been walking down the alley behind my house in the morning.  Not sure if you know or not, but the primary function of an alley is for garbage collection.  That being said, I see a lot of garbage cans on my way to the car.  Well this morning, something struck me as unusual and funny.  Behind one of the nicer homes on the block, I noticed that the Christmas tree has just been thrown out!  I thought to myself, "WTF? You have got to be kidding me!"  Then as I was driving to work I thought of my own procrastination as of late.  I have dry cleaning bags in my closet from February of 2007!  This weekend, I am going to clean the closet, and like my neighbor, will be getting rid of stuff that needed removal LONG ago...

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

scratch • \SKRATCH\ • noun

1 : a mark or injury made by or as if by scratching; also : a sound so made

2 : scrawl, scribble

3 : the starting line in a race

4 a : a test of courage

*b : satisfactory condition, level, or performance

Example Sentence:

The team made it to the championship despite the fact that they were not up to scratch for the last several games.

Did you know?

The phrase "up to scratch" has its origins in the world of sports. In the 18th century, "scratch" began to be used for a line or mark that served as the starting point in a contest or competition. In order to begin or continue a fight, for example, a pugilist would "come up to the scratch," positioning himself at a line drawn across the prize ring. "Up to the scratch" was soon being used figuratively of anyone who was ready and able to do something. Over the years, the usage of the phrase has evolved somewhat, but something that is "up to scratch" can still be said to be ready and able in that it is capable of functioning or performing as expected.

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I just found out that a guy I went to high school with, Brian Charles, and his wife were found murdered in their home today.  Here is the story as the Chicago Tribune reported it:  "Bodies of couple found, child unharmed

2:06 AM CST, March 3, 2009

JOLIET, Ill. - A small child was found in a Will County home where the bullet-riddled bodies of his parents were found by the ex-wife of the dead man.

The bodies of 31-year-old Brian Charles and 23-year-old Angela Charles were found Monday by Kathleen Rundle. Police say she had gone to the house to retrieve videos for the two children, ages 7 and 10, they have together.

Will County sheriff's department spokesman Pat Barry says after no one answered the door, the ex-wife found it unlocked and entered the house.

Barry said the bodies of the pair were found in separate rooms of the house, with the 2-year-old found unharmed near his mother. He said there was no sign of forced entry and no weapons were found in or around the house.

Barry said authorities consider the deaths homicides."

I wouldn't say the Brian and I were "friends" so to speak.  I did know him and had classes with him and recently read about how he was on Facebook.  On the face, he seemed like he was doing OK...It was sad to hear about this act of violence.  I am under the impression that as of now, the cops don't have a suspect in custody.  Here is the Joliet PD website should you come across any information about this horrible crime...RIP, Brian...    

By now, many, if not all, of you have heard of Nadya Suleman.  If not, she is the 33 year old, unemployed, social assistance-receiving, single mother of 14 children (eight of which were just delivered)...Here are some more links...Where should I start? 

  1. What the FUCK was she thinking?  So the first SIX were not enough???  She REALLY needed EIGHT MORE!!!
  2. Let's suppose that she was employed with a job paying 40K per year.  According to MSN Money, it would cost her approximately $250,260.00 per child up through the child's 17th birthday.  I know that seems like a lot of money, but what happens when you multiply that by 14...DRUM ROLL PLEASE..............$3,503,640 (estimated) to raise 14 kids...Here is a quote from Nadya's spokeswoman on Larry King ,  "...has no plans on being a welfare mom and really wants to look at every opportunity that she can to make sure she can provide financially for the 14 children she's responsible for now."  Let me tell you something lady, I have NO plans on being on welfare either, but I sure don't know where I can come up with roughly $206,090 extra per year for the next 17 years...
  3. Please see #2...who would any reasonable human being or responsible parent expect to pay for this???  The public of course!  Outside of social assistance, she has started an online donation site to help cover the costs (link omitted).
  4.  Dr. Michael Kamrava (the genius who artificially inseminated this lady TWICE) should be made an example of.  The fertility industry (can you believe there is a fertility industry?) has been poorly regulated and this is one more example of how greed (these 'treatments' are not cheap) can affect the judgment of professionals who should have otherwise known better.  WTF?  Come on man...you knew what the score was and you still decided to go for it...You of all people should have suggested that this idiot of a lady seek counseling...
  5. Now for the sperm donor (for both pregnancies) who is described as a 'friend'...Are you NUTS?!?!  Here is how I picture the conversation going:

Nadya:  You know...I really want to have kids...

Friend:  Well, there are a couple ways we can go about this...1) we can have sex a bunch of times and see what sticks, or 2) we can go to a fertility clinic and see what they can do.

Nadya:  I think we are better off as friends, so can you please donate your sprem?

Friend:  Shucks...OK...

Nadya:  Guess what?  I had six kids....THANKS...

 

 

Some time has passed...

Nadya:  Hey friend, remember when you gave me your sperm and I had SIX kids?

Friend:  Yeah that was pretty crazy and irresponsible of us, huh?

Nadya:  Um...yeah...well I want more...

Friend:  WTF?...OK (this is where I think she cast a spell on this fool because nobody can be that easy to convince...furthermore, why the hell would anyone agree to this absurd proposition???)

Nadya:   WoHoo!!!  EIGHT more babies...I am going to be a celebrity...!!!

Friend:  I am going to ride the shit out of these coat tails...

(what's his name again)

  1. This is to all of you who might be looking to this woman as a role model...DON'T DO IT!!!  Becoming a parent is quite possibly one of the easiest jobs to get, and by far the most difficult to perform with any degree of responsibility or due care.  Children are NOT accessories to your wardrobe or lifestyle...Please keep that in mind...   

Today is the official start of my 2009 Chicago Triathlon training.  The goal this year is to swim, ride, run the international distance in 3 hours and 30 minutes...If you are unfamiliar with triathlons, the international distance consists of a 1.5K swim (my shittiest part), 40K bike ride (it's just like riding a bike), and a 10K run.  Here is the link to the course description... Last year was my first one and I loved it!  It is an addiction...For right now, the plan is to get the blood flowing again...Since last year, I have done little as far as workouts go...I (we if Lauren is going to do this with me) will being today with 2 miles or so running and 30 mins on the bike trainer...Wish me luck...

 

The 2009 audit schedule is just about ready and here is where I will be in order:

 

Service Centers:

Dallas

Little Rock

Knoxville

Milwaukee

Philadelphia

Livermore

Toronto

 

Physical Inventories:

TBD

 

Regional HQs:

Chicago Corp.

Canada, Toronto

 

Wish List:

China

 

I am looking forward to being on the road again and will hit you up if I am nearby...Regan, looks like you are first on my list...

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

metathesis • \muh-TATH-uh-sis\ • noun

1 a : a change of place or condition: as

*b : transposition of two phonemes in a word

c : a chemical reaction in which different kinds of molecules exchange parts to form other kinds of molecules

Example Sentence:

When I listened to the recording of the child's speech, I noticed several instances of metathesis.

Did you know?

One familiar example of metathesis is our word "thrill," which was "thyrlian" in Old English and "thirlen" in Middle English. By the late 16th century, native English speakers had switched the placement of the "r" to form "thrill." Another example is the alteration of "curd" into "crud" (the earliest sense of which was, unsurprisingly, "curd"). It probably won't surprise you to learn that the origin of "metathesis" lies in the idea of transposition -- the word was borrowed into English in the mid-16th century and derives, via Late Latin, from the Greek verb "metatithenai," meaning "to transpose."

OK, I get it...Some will fall into the Republican bucket and some, myself included, will fall into the Democrat bucket...Now let's bring this down to the normal, everyday American.  Some wanted McCain to win and others Obama...There was a ton of shit talking from both sides all throughout the campaign and election.  The election happened and Obama won.  For some reason though the Republican elite, and more so the stubborn folk in the general populace, are quite bitter and are still talking out of their asses.  Now, I know what you are going to say..."The Dems were bashing Bush from the get go..." and that is true...and it had a lot to do with bipartisanship, but there was also a hint of...well...he shouldn't have been there in the first place (and I know there are people out there who think it was legitimate...LOL)...Please see the legal briefs and do some research...But you also have too look at what Bush did in his first 100 days...which was little to NOTHING...and some more...here and here...With this in mind, I can see where there was room for some bitching and kicking from an upset Democratic party...now lets do the same look at the current President...and mind you, contrary to his predecessor, Obama did not come into office with lack of war or a budget surplus.  In fact, there are 2 wars and what might end up being the next depression (also see the historical unemployment rate charts here)...Here is your chance to do a compare and contrast exercise and make YOUR own decisions...See Obama's first 100 days HERE...here...and...here.  I think that after you put just a little time in, you will see that these are 2 incredibly different men in 2 incredibly different circumstances...and in the end, Obama is proving to be more of a "take action" President in these first 100 days...So when I read that Mitt Romney (no the man doesn't get a link) is blasting Obama (the article is deserving of a link)...and see on CNN this morning when they were talking about some Jack-Os thoughts on Oval Office attire (Obama has been pictured on many occasions without his sports coat on...probably because he is working...[I know...what a travesty]), I get a little miffed...This is a time when we should all be pulling together and setting political differences aside for the greater good...can you say utilitarianism???

 

 

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

clepe • \KLEP\ • verb

: to name or to call

Example Sentence:

The Maxwells' boat was a beautiful old wooden sloop, yclept "True Love."

Did you know?

"Clepe" itself is a word that is considered archaic and nearly obsolete, but its past participle "yclept" (pronounced ih-KLEPT) continues to be used, albeit rarely. In Old English, the prefix "ge-" denoted the completion or result of an action; in Middle English, the prefix shifted to "y-" and appeared in words such as "ybaptised" and "yoccupied." Eventually, all the "y-" words except "yclept" fell into disuse. One reason that "yclept" persists may be that it provides a touch of playfulness that appeals to some writers. Another may be that although "yclept" is an unfamiliar term to most people, its meaning can usually be inferred from context. Whatever the reason, "yclept" continues to turn up occasionally in current publications despite its strange and antiquated look.

 

Yesterday, President Obama signed his first bill into law as our Leader.  The Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Restoration Act allows victims of pay-based discrimination to file a complaint to the government within 180 days of their most recent paycheck, as opposed to within 180 days of their first unfair paycheck.  So essentially, there is no statute of limitations on pay-based discrimination, which is good.  Now mind you, there are many Laws on the books which prohibit pay-based discrimination (see: The right of employees to be free from discrimination in their compensation is protected under several federal laws, including the following enforced by the U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC): the Equal Pay Act of 1963, Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, the Age Discrimination in Employment Act of 1967, and Title I of the Americans with Disabilities Act of 1990.)  This is just another step forward for proponents of equal pay for equal work.  Gender should not play any role is determining one's worth to an organization.  I can't believe that this is still an issue, but it is.  For all you anti-dems, under the Bush Administration, little was done to promote fair pay.  Additionally, Senator McCain indicated that this type of law would only benefit trial lawyers.  I am sure you agree that the lack of a penis does not justify any sort of workplace discrimination...

 

Oh how I love the bus.  There are so many interesting (to say the least) characters who ride with me.  Now I am not going to get into socio-economics or geographic disposition, but man, there are some seriously pissed off folk on my route.  Today, for example, there was a man on the bus that got on cursing and swearing.  Actually let me back up a bit... Today is very cold in Chicago.  The bus-driver had the heat on way too high.  An uncomfortable rider opened a window to let some colder air in the bus (thank you).  Okay, so when the guy gets on the bus, he walks past the cracked window and says, "Are you f_cking kidding me?  It's negative 60 outside!" and slams the window shut.  While still wearing his huge coat, he was mumbling something about "idiots" and such.  I looked over at this man, in his huge coat, and thought to myself, "I give him 5 minutes before he bakes."  It was with great pleasure as I, along with the other riders, watched this guy move around uncomfortably in his seat, and within 5 minutes, take his jacket off...LOL...Man, were you pissed...

 

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

garble • \GAR-bul\ • verb

1 : to sift impurities from

2 *a : to so alter or distort as to create a wrong impression or change the meaning

b : to introduce textual error into (a message) by inaccurate encipherment, transmission, or decipherment

Example Sentence:

Jim's stage debut was a success, for the most part, though he did garble a few of his lines in the opening scene.

Did you know?

"Garble" developed from Late Latin "cribellare," a verb meaning "to sift." Arabic speakers borrowed "cribellare" as "gharbala," and the Arabic word passed into Old Italian as "garbellare"; both of these words also meant "to sift." When the word first entered Middle English as "garbelen," its meaning stayed close to the original; it meant "to sort out the best." But that sort of sifting can cause a distortion, and in early Modern English "garble" came to mean "to distort the meaning or sound of."  

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Dear Facebook:

I want to take a moment to sincerely thank you.  I used to be a myspace addict, and it was fun while it lasted.  I have since grown and am now al about you.  There will always be a special place in my heart for myspace, but you are my new love.  Back to the purpose of this message...you are by far a more sophisticated and user friendly site than others, save I am not a huge fan of all the apps needing access to my page.  That aside, you have put me in contact with soooooooooo many old friends.  I have been in contact with people with whom I have not spoke in YEARS!!!  I can't begin to thank you enough for helping me reconnect with some truly great, and now grown up, people.

With sincere gratitude,
Daniel Montes

Here is a cool interactive listing of TARP recipients courtesy of the Wall Street Jornal...

http://online.wsj.com/public/resources/documents/st_BANKMONEY_20081027.html

It has been way too long since my last post, so I thought I'd give a little update as to what is new.  As you know, the weather here has been quite cold.  This inevitably leads to a ton of time spent indoors (mostly at home).  To avoid cabin fever I have begun to occupy my time with the following:

  1. In addition to my stationary bike trainer, I got a treadmill and have begun some very light training for the 2009 triathlon in August.  This year, my friend Lauren is going to give it a shot and I am wishing her the best of luck.
  2. Although I have been receiving a ton of magazines lately (I want to get back into reading the Economist), my reading is confined to The Intellectual Devotional (American History), Origins (the universe is CRAZY), and the ever depressing Wall Street Journal.
  3. My brother gave me a Play Station 3 last weekend and I am addicted...
  4. I have begun studying for the CIA Exam which is exactly as fun as it sounds...LOL
  5. I have been addicted to crossword puzzles since about last summer.  I even broke down and bought a crossword puzzle book at the airport which I am still trying to finish...I know what you are thinking... "WOW!  That is so cool...How do you contain all that cool?"  Well, let me tell you something...these things are fun and challenging and that is A-OK with me...
  6. Imbibing is always fun as well...:)

Last year, my New Years Resolution was to see more live music.  I think I did a pretty good job with that, so this year I decided to step it up a notch by committing to enjoy the arts a little more.  I am in the process of securing tickets to see Pagliacci, performed by the Lyric Opera of Chicago, in March.  Oh yeah, on Monday a few friends and I went to see Metallica! Other than that, nothing is really new...

 

 

 

Many years ago (2005), I began what has been commonly referred to as THE BOW TIE REVOLUTION.  Basically the idea was to bring back the hand-tied bow tie.  Over the years, I have been noticing more and more bow ties while out and about.  Furthermore, many of my men's catalogs and magazines have been featuring bow ties.  I was performing a Google vanity search for "Bow Tie Revolution" and found this: www.bowtierevolution.wordpress.com

I, like this guy enjoy Brooks Brothers' Bow Ties, but that is where the similarities end.  Who the hell is this character?  I will give you the 10,000 foot view of his page... "The purpose of this blog will be comment on politics from a conservative point of view. All three of us are Ronald Reagan conservatives who desire to bring the GOP back to its roots in the Reagan Revolution."  Need I say more???

 

Werd O' Da Day:

indubitable • \in-DOO-buh-tuh-bul\ • adjective

: too evident to be doubted : unquestionable

Example Sentence:

He was regarded as a film director of indubitable insight and talent, and his movies were among the most beloved in the history of cinema.

Did you know?

There's no reason to question the fairly straightforward etymology of "indubitable" -- a word that has remained true to its Latin roots. It arrived in Middle English in the 15th century from Latin "indubitabilis," itself a combination of "in-" ("not") and "dubitabilis" ("open to doubt or question"). "Dubitabilis" is from the verb "dubitare," meaning "to doubt," which also gave us our "doubt." The word "dubitable" also exists in English, and of course means "questionable or doubtable," but it is fairly rare.

 

Well we all have our different opinions on the Bailout, its oversight, and the burden it has put on the taxpayers.  These guys at the BAILOUT GAME (http://www.thebailoutgame.us/) have put together a fun little Monopoly like game where YOU get to decide who fails and who gets bailed out...Give it a try...On my first try, I didn't bail ANYONE out and it led to a DEPRESSION...OOPS!!!

 

 

As you know, winter sucks...Winter especially sucks in Chicago...My 9 mile commute today took 2+ hours due to the snow...I really don't like it, but it is bearable...I cannot wait for the SPRING!!!  This week we will be in the single didgits...WTF!!!

 

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

audacious • \aw-DAY-shus\ • adjective

1 : daring, bold

2 : insolent

*3 : marked by originality and verve

Example Sentence:

The band has been making original and creative music for well over ten years, but their latest album is by far their most audacious to date.

Did you know?

Shakespeare used "audacious" seven times in his plays. That in itself wasn't exactly an act of bold originality. The word, which comes from the Latin root "audac-" ("bold"), had been around for decades. But the Bard was the first to use "audacious" in its "insolent" sense ("Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace," Henry VI Part 2), and he may have been the first to use the adverb "audaciously." "Audacious" itself was something of an innovation in the 16th century: it was one of the earliest "-acious" words in English. Subsequently, we've added lots of "-acious" adjectives to our lexicon, including "pugnacious," "loquacious," "voracious," and even, in the 19th century, "bodacious" (which is most likely a combination of "bold" and "audacious").

 

 

What do these numbers mean to you?  At first look you might say 7.2% is a pretty good interest rate on a credit card...And you might say 2.6 million is the number of folk who visited Navy Pier last year...Well, according  to the U.S Department of Labor - Bureau of Labor Statistics, these numbers represent the unemployment rate and the number of people laid off in 2008...YIKES!!!  CNN has a great article regarding the current situation.  I can't stress enough the importance of feeling fortunate if you are one of the people who are still gainfully employed.  More so, my heart goes out to those who are unemployed and actively looking for work.  These are indeed tough times and I wish you all the luck, with blessings...

 

Let's quickly define the unemployment rate, shall we? 

 

"Unemployment occurs when a person is available to work and currently seeking work, but the person is without work."  This does NOT include welfare recipients (whether justified or not) or people who are unemployed by choice.  Additionally, the aforementioned 7.2% reflects the 11.1 MILLION people who are seeking work in this country.  That is a ton of folk!!!  There is a great breakdown of the numbers on the U.S Department of Labor - Bureau of Labor Statistics website. 

 

I also feel bad for President Elect, Barrack Obama.  I would hate to inherit this burden.  The GOP is, with all likelihood, not going to remember that he came into his administration with this hanging over his head.  Instead they will blame the next couple years of downturn on him, Congress, and his administration.  Such a shame...I hope that this economic crisis brings our citizens closer together, but I am not going to hold my breath...

Let's Play A Game...

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If you know what this picture refers to...shoot me an e-mail for a special prize...

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When I ride the bus, or the train, I try very hard to get the same seat location every time.  The reasons for this are two-fold.  First my seat selection is based on crash safety.  Seats facing backwards are always the safest in forward collisions in that the passenger cannot be thrown.  Second the safest seat is usually conducive to sleep in that there is somewhere to rest your feet...When I see someone in my preferred seat, I get a little pissed off...

 

When I go to the bathroom at work, I ALWAYS use the same stall.  Much like a dog, but without the intent, I have, for lack of a better term, claimed my territory with waste.  It drives me NUTS when I walk into the bathroom and MY stall is occupied.  I get enraged and become the brown Incredible Hulk...I swear I could kick the door down and destroy the trespasser.  OK that is a little much, but seriously, is it normal for a grown man (and I use that term lightly) to be so territorial over a stall in the bathroom??? 

For My Special Lady...

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The Smoking Popes put out this song ("Need You Around") a while back and I wanted to dedicate it to someone VERY special in my life...You know who you are!

 

If I could see into your heart
Then would I know just where to start?
Because I'm lost and I need to be found
Crazy as it sounds
I need you around

If I could stand to be on my own
Then I would probably just leave you alone
But I'm gonna feel this way till I'm six feet underground
Crazy as it sounds
I need you around

Turning, tossing and turning
My love is burning me down

If I could change one thing in this world
I'd change your mind and make you my girl
Because I'm lost and I need to be found
Crazy as it sounds
I need you around

I'm gonna feel this way till I'm six feet underground
Crazy as it sounds
I need you around

This morning I was boarding the bus as I usually do.  I strategically selected a seat that would be conducive to sleeping should reading the paper make me tired.  As I went to sit, I looked to see that there was nothing on the seat...as I usually do...Then I went to sit.  The genius of a man behind me decided to use his coffee cup hand as support to sit down...In doing so, he placed his cup directly in the path of my descending back...All I heard was the crunch of Styrofoam and then the smell of coffee...My back and the seat I was in immediately got soaked (this sucks in any weather, but more so when it is 26 degrees outside).  I looked at the elderly man, and he was obviously sorry and confused.  I really couldn't get mad as this incident was obviously an accident.  As I was thinking to myself, "Man what a shitty way to start the day..." I also thought, "if this is the worst thing that happens to me today, it's not all that bad..."

 

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

candor • \KAN-der\ • noun

1 : whiteness, brilliance

2 : freedom from prejudice or malice : fairness

*3 : unreserved, honest, or sincere expression : forthrightness

Example Sentence:

When the job applicant admitted to some indiscretions in his past, the interviewer thanked him for his candor.

Did you know?

The origins of "candor" shine through in its first definition. "Candor" traces back to the Latin verb "candēre" ("to shine or glow"), which in turn derives from the same ancient root that gave the Welsh language "can," meaning "white," and the Sanskrit language "candati," which translates to "it shines." Other descendants of "candēre" in English include "candid," "incandescent," "candle," and the somewhat less common "candent" and "candescent" (both of which are synonyms of "incandescent" in the sense of "glowing from or as if from great heat"). There is even "excandescence ," an uncommon word that refers to a feverish condition brought on by anger or passion.

401K Mortgage...

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A friend of mine has this idea about tapping into your 401K to pay your mortgage and essentially invest in your house.  The website gives a much more detailed and justifiable explanation of the proposal.  I think it is a good idea...give it a read...

CNN is a great source for all sorts of news, but lately, I have found that I am using them more for news regarding our economy.  Specifically, the information that has been most appealing to me is the job losses.  According to CNN, the losses for December have exceeded 100,000 jobs.  CNN also has a tracker of sorts of all the layoffs which took place in 2008, if you are interested.  Finally, the History Channel aired a documentary over the weekend regarding the economy and the possibility of a depression, called "Crash: The Next Great Depression" which is definitely worth a watch regardless of your knowledge of the current crisis. 

 

 

Werd O' Da Day:

 

prelapsarian • \pree-lap-SAIR-ee-un\ • adjective

: characteristic of or belonging to the time or state before the fall of humankind

Example Sentence:

In the afternoon we walked through the idyllic gardens, noting their prelapsarian charm.

Did you know?

"Prelapsarian" is the latest creation in the "lapsarian" family, which is etymologically related to Latin "lapsus," meaning "slip" or "fall." "Supralapsarian" is the firstborn, appearing in 1633 as a word for someone who held the belief that people were predestined to either eternal life or eternal death before the Creation and the Fall (the event in the Bible when Adam and Eve were forced to leave the Garden of Eden because they had sinned against God). Next in line is "sublapsarian," which refers to a person who adhered to the view that God foresaw and permitted the Fall and after the Fall decreed predestination to eternal life as a means of saving some of the human race. That word first appears in 1656 and was followed by its synonym, "infralapsarian," in distant 1731. "Postlapsarian," meaning "of, relating to, or characteristic of the time or state after the Fall," appeared two years later, and "prelapsarian" was delayed until 1879.

You Suck!

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Dear Winter,

 

You and I have had some good times over the years.  I remember when I first moved to Chicago, I thought you were a worthy adversary and with that got my first winter coat.  My first real snowball fight was a ton of fun as well.  As the years passed, our relationship has been one of giving and taking; you giving the cold and I taking it.  Well, my old friend, I think our relationship must come to an end.  This morning you were a real son of a bitch.  You know that I have to wait outside for the bus in the morning, so what was the f'ing deal with the -15 degree wind chill.  I have been in my office for over an hour now and am barely able to feel my toes!  And don't think you are doing me any favors by getting the temp up to 15 degrees today.  I mean, c'mon...yesterday it was in the 40's and now this.  WTF?  I think maybe as a younger man I was more tolerant of many things including your cold exploits.  I even used to defend you and insist that "COLD" should receive the respect it deserves, but those times are over.  From here on out, I am going to make it my mission to expose you for the cold hearted and inconsiderate pain in the ass you really are. 

 

Vengefully yours,

 

Daniel Montes

 

P.S.  Summer kicks your ass!

No More Work In 2008...

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Today marks my last day of "WORK" in 2008.  I am still coming in 3 days next week, but there is little to do...I think I may clean up and disinfect the cube...BLAH!

1.9 million = the number of job cuts for the year 2008.  To help get to that magical number the following companies are giving pink slips:

 

United Airlines = 1,000 jobs

AT&T = 12,000 jobs

DuPont = 2,500 jobs

Viacom = 850 jobs

 

So what does this mean for you and why should you care?  Well, if you are fortunate enough to be in a recession proof industry (more here, here, and here), you should only be worrying about the fact that your fellow countrymen can't put food on the table, pay rent/mortgage, or clothe their families.  If you are like the rest of us, you should be worrying about keeping your job.  Usually doing a good job is enough to keep your position, but in this economy (how many more times do we need to hear ..."in this economy..."?), it would be a good idea to step up your performance.  That is not to say, kiss ass, or step on others to get ahead, although many already do that.  I am only saying that it would be wise to let your value to the organization be known.  And if one of you colleagues gets canned, you should do everything you can to help them find alternative employment (that is if they are good workers).  That is the real sad part of this whole mess.  Some really good, hard working people are being shoved out of their positions.  Many of these folk have nowhere else to go in that:

a)      their industry as a whole has mass reductions in force and the market is supersaturated with laid or unemployed workers;

or

b)      they are too old or too skilled to find employment elsewhere.

This whole recession and its related circumstances and consequences just piss me off.  I just hope that the people who are still employed take some time to think about how fortunate they are and think about others not just during the holidays, but throughout these tough economic times (Note: this is not likely going to be over in the next year [more here])...

 

I am coming home for Christmas!  I am VERY excited to see my family (+1 baby Lyss) and friends again.  Contact with family and friends from home becomes less frequent as the years pass, which is unfortunate.  That is why I cherish the times I get to see them.  I will be home from 12/18 - 12/28...so if you are available and are in town, let's meet up...

 

LAUREN!!!  Dude, you are the greatest!  I had such a great time with you and your family during Thanksgiving week!  Also, thanks so much for our Wednesday dinners.  I don't get a whole lot of home cooked meals.  Wednesday is quickly becoming one of my favorite days of the week...THANKS!

 

Word O' Da Day:

 

ineffable • \in-EFF-uh-bul\ • adjective

1 *a : incapable of being expressed in words : indescribable

b : unspeakable

2 : not to be uttered : taboo

Example Sentence:

Ed felt an ineffable joy at the sight of his son walking toward him from the plane.

Did you know?

"Every tone was a testimony against slavery, and a prayer to God for deliverance from chains. The hearing of those wild notes always depressed my spirit, and filled me with ineffable sadness," wrote Frederick Douglass in his autobiography. Reading Douglass's words, it's easy to see that "ineffable" means "indescribable" or "unspeakable." And when we break down the word to its Latin roots, it's easy to see how those meanings came about. "Ineffable" comes from "ineffabilis," which joins the prefix "in-," meaning "not," with the adjective "effabilis," meaning "capable of being expressed." "Effabilis" comes from "effari" ("to speak out"), which in turn comes from "ex-" and "fari" ("to speak").

*Indicates the sense illustrated in the example sentence.

My New Friend...

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I have recently stumbled upon Mint.com.  This website is basically a web-based financial management solution for everyday people.  It is similar to other offerings like Quicken Online, but is different in that the information it gathers is in real time and it is much easier to use.  I spent a few hours playing with it and found that entering all of my account information, from school loans to investment accounts was quite easy and well worth the effort.  I strongly encourage you to give it a try.   They come highly recommended by the WSJ, NYT, and CNN. 

 

WERD!



On November 24, 2008, my baby niece Alyssa was brought into this world.  My little brother and his lady friend are so happy, proud, and a ton of other feelings I am unaware of.  I too am quite elated by the fact that there is a new member to the family.  For some reason I feel proud, and I didn't even do anything...HMMM...I wonder how she will develop and what kind of person she will become.  Will she have a sense of humor?  Will she be healthy?  Will she be smart?  I was playing with the thought of moving back home so that I can be a part of her life...but that is neither here nor there.  Well, Lyss (I hope you like the nickname I already gave you), welcome to the family and let me know if there is ANYTHING your old uncle Dan can do for you...HA...Uncle Dan...

 

To say that I love Beethoven would be a huge understatement.  The piano sonatas are some of my favorites, but in all honesty, the one piece I love the most is Beethoven's 9th Symphony.   I  have had the pleasure of hearing the Chicago Symphony Orchestra playing the symphony and have since been looking high and low for a CD with it in its entirety.  Well guess what?    I FOUND IT!!!!!   The conductor is Herbert Von Karajan with the Berlin Philharmonic...ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL!!!!

Ohhhhhh Burn...

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If you have been following the news you would know that the Big 3 automakers in the U.S. are asking Congress for monetary assistance (Tax Payer Bail Out Part 2...equally as infuriating, but at least it is looking like it will be a loan as opposed to a complete handout...but I digress).  These bunch of guys flew into D.C. in corporate jets and some lawmakers took it to them...   OUCH!!!   BURN!!!

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