Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 25, 2006
Not So Good News /
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Well this has and hasn’t been a good week for posting. I had a great time over the holiday. I ate entirely to much and was completely miserable. Also, I got in a wreck at the beginning of the week and totaled my car. I was hit by a woman driving on the wrong side of the road.
For the most part I’m OK, but my back is really screwed up and I’m on three prescription medications and gobs and gobs of Advil. Also, the rental car I’m driving smells like puke and my right hand and forearm keep going numb.
I’ll be sure to post more on the status of this without completely sounding like a whining baby.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 18, 2006
Realization /
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Matt and I had made plans Tuesday to go see Borat today. I had some things to do this afternoon, so I shot him an email early last night with the movie times 5:25 and 7:30.
I never heard back from him, so I tried calling him several times today. At around 4:30, Matt called me back; he had just woken up. It was then that he informed me that neither of those times were going to work because he had to go to an AA meeting from 7-8 and asked if we could go tomorrow.
Since asking someone to skip an AA meeting ranks pretty high on the list of things a terrible person might do, I told him we’d just have to go some other time. I said this even though I had already scratched, “make plans with Matt” off of my personal list of things that I will ever do again.
I used to joke that the only thing that Matt was reliable for, was to be unreliable.
I don’t really think it’s funny anymore.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 18, 2006
Ramble /
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Last year for Thanksgiving/Christmas, Havertys gave Heather and I both little wooden Havertys trucks filled with chocolate covered almonds. This year Havertys gave Heather 4 lbs. of bacon, 4 lbs. of sausage, and a 16 lb. ham that literally looks like it’s a whole pig’s leg.
While this is a ridiculously funny to me on so many levels, I’m able to appreciate this gift mostly for two reasons.
- Neither Heather or I are Jewish and/or vegetarians.
- If I was still working there, we would now have 48 lbs. of pork in our refrigerator.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 18, 2006
Ramble /
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It bothers me that Alabama’s quarterback’s first name is, John Parker.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 11, 2006
Ramble /
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I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how I really want to buy a laptop. However, this time, instead of just buying the cheapest thing I can find, I think I’m going buy a mac.
This is kind of a new step for me. I’ve always been windows guy. Now, I’m just starting to believe that Macs may just be better computers.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 09, 2006
Political /
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As I started to see the local election results on Tuesday night, I began worry. It seemed that with both this election and the presidential election, it didn’t matter how I voted, the other guy always won.
I was starting to feel that perhaps my vote didn’t matter.
Then the headlines came, “Democrats sweep US Congress in election triumph”*!
“Awesome”, I said to myself.
I said this because I often find myself overusing the word awesome, but I’m pretty sure that this is awesome.
Now, if we can just get a Democratic President back in office in 2008, I think that we’ll be on the right track.
*Note: I don’t normally read the Khaleej Times, which this link points to, it was just the first story I found on Google News.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 06, 2006
I'm An Idiot /
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Saturday, Kati and I ran in the Race for The Cure. Since the race was kind of a chick thing to benefit breast cancer, it seemed that there was definitely a shortage of Y chromosomes. Let’s just say that Heather got tons of free pink stuff because I ran in the race.
Also, since something funny/embarrassing always seems to happen, I might as well share my race antic dote. While Kati and I were running along people along the race were handing out flags for people to run with. Not thinking anything about it, I grabbed a flag and said to myself, “WoooHooo, a flag” and I kept running.
About a mile later I actually looked down and read this flag that I was carrying. It said something to the extent of, “I am a woman, and I am strong”. So needless to say I found myself once again looking like an idiot. I then rolled the flag up and put it in my pocket for the duration of the race.
Lastly, to help my cousin out, I told him that I’d wear a shirt with his business on it while I ran. You know, to be a, “running billboard”.
Note: This is my, “Hardcore” face.

Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 04, 2006
Good Things /
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Apparently my brothers, Kyle and Gates, were a little bored today. It seems that they were having a little to much fun on the computer.
With that said and in spirits of the elections, Kyle and Gates have asked that you pick which one of them would make the best sheriff. Just leave your vote as a comment.

Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 04, 2006
Ramble /
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I noticed yesterday when I pulled into my apartment complex that the apartment office was already decorated with Christmas lights. Also I noticed that some people across the street had their apartment decorated with Christmas lights too.
Maybe I missed the memo or something, but I could have sworn that there was a little month in between October and December called, “November”. I think I remember that there was a little holiday that we celebrated during this month called, ”Thanksgiving”. Also for some reason I seem to recall that people used to decorate for that too, but then again I could be wrong.
Posted by Blake.Roberson
on November 04, 2006
Ramble /
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I didn’t get a single trick or treater on Halloween. Not that I really mind, I’m just bummed that I didn’t get to unload all of this leftover Easter candy. I’m sure that some kid would have super excited to get peeps for Halloween. Especially when they were purple bunnies.
Also, I forgot to mention that the idea of giving away sugar packets also crossed my mind. Imagine being about 8-10 and realizing you had packets of pure grain sugar in you candy sack. Oh it’d be on like Donkey Kong.