Friday, December 16, 2011

Bunco squad? Yeah they're coming!

The other day at work I called a particularly suspicious individual. I did my best to explain what I was calling about and assured the man of the legitimacy of the call. This man was not having it. Nothing I could say would satisfy him that I was calling from a legitimate company. He then ends the call with this statement: "Sounds like you are cooking a rams horn. We're gonna call the bunco(sp?) squad on you guys. Honestly, who says something like that? I did a little research, seeing as I've never heard that term before, and here is the entry I found on urbandictionary.com:

bunco squad
The bunco squad is those policemen who investigate confidence swindles. In use from the 40's through the 60's. Not usual among law enforcement today.

The original "bunco" was a dishonest gambling game. Perhaps a variant of banco, from Spanish banca, which is a card game similar to "monte".

Eventually the word evolved to mean swindling or fraud of any sort).

So there you have it. I guess it was an applicable term, albeit considerably outdated. Old people say some strange shit.

Now as for the "cooking a rams horn" portion, my quick and lazy searching produced nothing useful to explain what it meant. I guess that one is up for interpretation.

I'm gonna go cook a rams horn and try to avoid the bunco squad. Hope that shit is tasty.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

The road to Hell has no deodorant

Generally the side of the building I work on tends to be freezing. Like so cold that it feels like you are warming up if it's 30 degrees outside. For a couple weeks now we finally have had heat. Which now I feel like I've entered a sauna in the middle of the Sahara. Which leads me to the other side of the building, which received our cold temperatures. One of the supervisors over there finally got fed up and complained, which seemingly pissed management off. They just made them all move to our side of the building. Enjoy your new personal sauna! 13 air conditioners and 5+ years in this building, you would think someone would have figured out a more comfortable way to regulate the temperatures.
So today again I sit here melting and I definitely forgot to put on deodorant today. Yay to being hot as shit and smelling like shit all day!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Video game ketchup and achievement hors d'oeuvres

I recently decided to slowly drudge through the mountains of unplayed games and content that I have neglected over the years. It has been a slow process so far. I tend to spend most of my gaming time playing the popular games shared with my online comrades. So the first on my agenda has been playing through the Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 campaign. Let me just say, I don't understand how I put this off for so long. I am finding it quite enjoyable, almost as much as the first one. Perhaps it will get me in the mood to try out Modern Warfare 3. This task is for personal enjoyment and my incessant need for hunting achievevments. Unfortunately and fortunately I recently grabbed a few cheap XBLA games (Risk: Factions, Bejeweled 2, and Beyond Good and Evil HD). I seem to just add to the pile rather than do a lot of playing of the games I have.

It's like I'm late for my period, are we having a baby?

So yeah... I missed a few days here in the bloggityness. Sorry that I didn't call. I just slipped out from under the sheets and scampered right out the door.

Seriously though, I missed you! My non-existent following of my ramblings. I mean I have very little traffic, which by my own account probably has something to do with a lack of advertising myself more. I'm not a complete slut. I just put myself out there for a special folks to feel out. I would appreciate a following, even if it be minuscule. You know self-esteem and all. I do find blogging to be quite therapeutic regardless of who sees my entries or doesn't. Is this my triumphant return? Perhaps. Maybe I will blog like a filthy whore for a few days. Until I am worn down, tired and have an ample supply of self assurance to last me until the next time I get the shakes.