So Much Funny and Other Stories

"And every one is so kind with the lies they tell themselves, because every one is so blind to the truth that they're ugly inside." All Beauty Destroyed by Aesthetic Perfection

I’ll never understand my obsession with keeping this blog’s tone in the gloomy realm. Surely, the last three months have been anything but glee. I got a baby on the way, a decent job with great co-workers in a place I love to death. Yet, even with the most joyous or humorous posts, I tend to aim towards something dark and gloomy. I guess it weeds out the people. If you don’t pay close attention, you’re going to miss a story or two.

So Much Funny

The last three jobs I’ve held have one thing in common: they all come with their catch phrases. At the baseball stadium, we had “Let’s play some baseball.” With Green Mountain Energy, the phrase “RGV Go-Getter” was tossed around as a joke, which, if you think about the real story behind the phrase, it was. I wondered what the library had in store for me other than “Children’s this is [insert name here].” Dreary as it seemed, we didn’t have one. Well, more than one – the big bad wolf gets thrown around, but only by a couple of the people there. Every now and then, our fearless leader busts into a song or voice.

It wasn’t until last Wednesday that “so much funny” came into our lives. And before you go into judging, it wasn’t created by one of our patrons, but by a co-worker. Backstage before the puppet show, I can’t for the life of me remember what the subject was but the consequence was the phrase. For a split instant, the person who spat it out really thought that was how “so much fun” – or was it, “so funny” – was said. It doesn’t matter, so much funny is the catch phrase of the year, even though it’ll be forgotten within the month because the hijinks at the library are never ending.

So You’re Having Fun?

I never thought I’d fine another job this fun outside of the ballpark. And while I still haven’t made it my new home – which I stilll see the ballpark as my second home – it’s coming close. I’m still the silent guy who only talks when spoken to, or whenever he has something to say. Which is rarely ever because my creativity only lies within writing, not crafts. I’m hoping to change that by researching things online.

However, there are still times when I feel like I’m odd-man-out because, even though I partake in the puppet shows, I haven’t been asked to lend my voice to a character – despite my mentioning a theatre past. Summer’s drawing close so the last puppet shows are dawning. I’ll be bummed again – emo self – if I’m looked over again and someone from another department is asked before I am.

What else?

I remember hearing stories about the behind the scenes with the 90s sitcom, Full House. How the adults were quite lewd for working on a family show. I guess it’s that way with anyone who works with children. I’ve known some fouled mouth, perverted teachers in my day. Of course the library pales in comparison. We’re mostly just oversized children ourselves. Serious when need be, but we’ll never ignore a pun or wordplay.

It’s just fun there.

One More, for the Road.

So Jyg and I – mostly me – have been thinking of investing/stocks/day trading/etc. It’s something that should be a requirement in college. Of course, I haven’t a clue how to go about it. Any reading/researching recommendations are welcomed if you know a thing or two.


Medium Chocolate Milkshake & A Small Fry


I suggest calling 911


I don’t get it. How can a post about my job orientation and my deceased cat come up during a search for heart attack first aid? Sometimes spam doesn’t make sense to me. Then again, not a lot of things really make sense to me. For instance, why would my former supervisor friend request me on Facebook on the same day I decide to quit? Or why is Green Mountain Energy bugging me, asking to know my reasons for quitting? Isn’t quitting enough for them? How many reasons do people quit jobs for? I can only sum it up in one – being unhappy. No matter what you think your reason for leaving a job, it always sums up to unhappiness. Be it with the job itself or the pay, the reason we leave our jobs is because we’re unhappy. Get that, Green Mountain? I quit because I was unhappy. But if you must know, here is a short list.

I also don’t understand why it was necessary to shove Han Solo into Death Troopers. I understand he’s a major character in the Star Wars universe, but his presence wasn’t necessary in the novel – despite it only taking place a year before A New Hope. Han Solo duking out space zombies isn’t exactly what I expected to read. Luckily, the book isn’t boring and is fast paced. I’m only a hundred or so pages before I complete it. Then, I guess, I’ll either twiddle my thumbs until Joe Schreiber releases Star Wars: Red Harvest or move on to reading Moxyland by Lauren Beukes. Or I’ll jump over to Tess Gerritsen’s Body Double, depending on my mood, really. With my luck, I’ll probably read Alice in Wonderland.

I also thought of heading off to the bookstores to check out if any Batman novels were available. Not a film novelization or graphic novels, just simple, regular prose novels. I don’t know, really. Just a passing thought. Anyway, I’m off to finished reading Death Troopers.