The Great College pasttime... Beer Pong

Beer Pong, I was never fortunate enough to play this during my collegiate days. Instead I was a fan who sat in the stands cheering my favorites on. Always a fan, never a participant. Now post-college I got to witness my once favorite past time again... the rush has come back. I actually want to play but sadly it is past my time. This is a college sport that us old timers cannot play. If only it was a year and a half ago :(

Word of the day... gravitas

gravitas \GRAV-uh-tahs\, noun: High seriousness (as in a person's bearing or in the treatment of a subject).

I've seen this word use over the tube from actors and actresses. I would think to myself, wth does gravitas mean and do they know what it means? I've seen it used correctly and incorrectly, I would find myself looking through the dictionary again confirming the proper use of this word. Well, now it is time to integrate this buzz word into my "vast" vocabulary.

(1) As I watched the case unfold on television, I could not help but notice the judge speak with gravitas as he announced the verdict of death by lethal injection to the accused.

If I used it incorrectly, then please do not inform me and allow me to live in stupidity. Thank you =)

Word of the day... mulct

Mulct: [mŭlkt] - noun, to fine, defraud, irswindle.

(1) After going 85 mph on the freeway, the highway officer mulcted me for my misconduct with a speeding ticket costing over $200.00.

On the road again....

I can't think of the artist nor the actual song title, but those lyrics keep popping into my head... "On the road again, da-da-da-da-da road again..." This is as far as I know, besides the chorus, the rest of the lyrics escape my mind. Here I am at almost 9, at work on a Saturday. Its been a while since I've worked on the weekend. The last time I recall was while I was a Sales Associate (very briefly I might add) at a sporting goods store back when I was a poor college student. But things feel different this time. While I'm not enthusiastic about the idea of working over the weekend, I almost welcome that quiet time to myself, no gossiping, no laughter, no nerf darts whizzing by my head... just silence. Just my thoughts... "On the road again..."

Expanding my vo-ca-buw-laree

In my effort to expand my personal dictionary, I have started a semi-weak attempt to grow my limited word catalog. With the help with iGoogle, I have three new words to play with...
(1) effrontery : [i-fruhn-tuh-ree] –noun, shameless or impudent boldness; barefaced
audacity
(2) amicable : adjective, characterized by or showing goodwill; friendly; peaceable. (although after looking it up, I did indeed have this word in my vocabulary)
(3) manumit : [man-yuh-mit] –verb, to release from slavery or servitude.

Here let me take a crack at this...
One of the many amenities at work are the talks which invite authors of all types to speak about their life long work. In reality, what brings me to most of these talks are the free books which are given out. Whenever I show up to a "no book" author talk, I have a feeling of disappointment of being one of many who did not receive their gift for showing up. These moments of effrontery makes me feel ashamed, that my presence should be rewarded. But I know one day that this all will end. I will move on to another job and the company will continue to prosper. I look at this as an amicable split. The company got my months of hard work and I received compensation and literature. However, all good things must come to an end. When I am eventually manumitted from my employer, I'll look back and be happy that at least got a free biography from Floyd Landis :P

ehh not too happy with this but whatever.

PS - I never did finish my SF story but it wasn't a good story anyways.