Told you I'd get around to it.

My enjoyment from this band is growing leaps and bounds everyday.

Hope you brought your Tuna Sammies....

...cause it's NO MEAT WEDNESDAY!!! Or Ash Wednesday; call it whatever you want. Lent has begun so if you're Catholic do what my main man Lebowski would do, ABIDE. He's always said it best anyway: "The Dude abides."

In any event, I am here not eating meat during my late lunch on Ash Wednesday. True, there are no ashes on my forehead but where the hell am I supposed to find a Catholic Church in Georgetown?? All I've been able to find here is a place that has expensive cupcakes. To tell you the truth, I wasn't all that impressed. Seriously....I've had better. Baked fresh every morning my left foot!!!

So, in closing, no meat, high priced cupcakes, and the Dude, or his Dudeness, or El Duderino if you're not in that whole brevity thing. Man...me thinks I'm a-gonna have to watch some Big Lebowski after the gym tonight. I like where my head's at.

**Sidenote** Due to new internet restrictions at the workplace, my telling you about (with examples) the tunes I'm rocking of late will have to wait till later. I can't believe that its taken me this long to get the NEW "Kings of Leon". I mean...seriously.

Finding ways to make awesomeness happen.

Ahoy hoy kids. Man, to try to tell you what my last two weeks have been like would be an expletive laden word jumble resulting in my falling asleep about halfway through. You see Internet audience, the Toast here has had the extreme pleasure of doing the work of 5 and there doesn't seem to be much end in sight. Eh...what are you going to do when you are one that has survived a few sets of layoffs???

However, because of this there have been a few casualties in the Toast's standard day to day. One of which has been frequently updating the daily hilarity on this very blog. That's not good for business, tell you the truth, that's not good for anyone. But what am I supposed to do, blog more often from home????? I didn't have the time to do that before this most recent set of cutbacks, let alone now. By the time I get home from the gym (another "from time to time" casualty of late) I'm so brain dead and drained that I haven't had the cranial capacity to give you the creativity you crave. How's that for alliteration??

No, in all seriousness, I just haven't had a moment to sit and think. Now that doesn't mean that I've forgotten about me public. Oh how you love me. So I am here just to let you know that this train ain't leavin' the station...if you get my drift?? I'll be here, I just have to make an effort, and while this blog began, way back when, as a fun media outlet for the mad-cap world of the Toast; it will continue reign supreme in these tough times. Toastedblog shall be a beacon whose light will shine as bright as the sun. You kids are going to be talking about this shit for some time, I tell you what.

HEEEY!!!

"You always sing along in my imagination."

Ryan Montbleau Band are playing up in Baltimore, MD, and here in Arlington, VA in a few. Good stuff me thinks; saw them a time or two with K-Beezie, Joey T., amongst others back in Syracuse. His shows were great as they usually attracted some nice looking femininas. They sure do dig the singer-songwriter type. Oddly enough...so do I.

Anywho, Saturday, Feb. 28th at some bar in Baltimore. Sunday March 1st at some bar in Arlington, VA. Think I can hit up at least one show.

Guess Who's Planning a Trip Back Home??

Due to recent events Kool-Aid and I are planning a spring trip to Ireland. Can you say, "Fuck and Yes"?!?! I think I can.

Puttin' Asses in the Seats!!!

After a week of workin' hard, playin' hard, hectic work environments, dang it's galore, Quicken (thanks for that Willie Moe, whenever I think of Quicken I think of George Michael's birthday), conducting work related webinars with such topics as system upgrades, too much coffee, and other oddities, I'd like for nothing more than to go home, "relax", hit the couch in jammy jams, listen to some tunes until The Office and 30 Rock are on (that is unless Comcast decides to showcase the Bruins game against Ottawa), and enjoy cookin' me up a Toast speciality, Chicken Parm. I've got mozz cheese, bread crumbs, and everything. HOT DAMN!!!

Say....Who's got two thumbs, is a little stressed out, misses his Kool-Aid, and looking to hit the bricks for the day??? THIS GUY!!! /does the waaay played out double thumb point to himself. Loser.

Day Full O' Dang It's

Yesterday, the Monday following the Super Bowl, was dang it filled. Audience, this is not a good thing. Had it been reverse dang it filled, then we have something completely different on our hands. But day was not loaded to the gills with cheese steaks, nor did it feature the Toast finding some much desired free loot. Hell, I didn't even get groped in the elevator at work. Instead, I was fortunate enough to bear through the following. Ladies and gentlemen, I give to you, my day full o' dang its.

Dang It 1: Monday's dang its start early, alarm doesn't go off and I wake up at about 8am. Did I mention that I have a heap of shit to attend to at work, including an online Quickbooks training that starts bright and early?? I didn't??? Well, I had a heap of shit to attend to at work, including an online Quickbooks training that starts bright and early.

Dang It 2: Following the norm, which is a shave free weekend, I am in need of a clean shave only to discover that I am out of shave gel. I am forced to let loose a bar of soap to tackle my three days worth of stubble. This is not comfortable in the least and I now sport the severe razor burn to prove it.

Dang It 3: At this point in the morning I continue my Toastie Detox Jam '09 and take these cleansing pills that aid in the "process" if you get my drift. My recent work travels had me out of sorts for a few days. The return to Detox Jam '09 by consuming these cleansing pills open the flood gates as they say. I proceed to shit my brains out for a good ten minutes. By the way, I still haven't left for work yet and its about 9am.

Dang It 4: Looks like I'm not the only one late this morning as traffic is wicked. Not a good wicked ("Oh man, these potato skins are wicked!!!") More like witch of the west type wicked. This is not good for all involved, namely me.

Dang It 5: I need to get gas so I stop. I proceed to fill my tank but disregard pumping stoppage when I fail to hear the gas tank close off valve do it's work. Gas starts flooding the ground at my feet and just rushing out of the Passat with no name. I now smell like a varying grade of super unleaded as gas has gotten all over my hands and pant leg. Oh, that'll be good for business.

Dang It 6: Remember when I mentioned that I had a online training to attend? Well, this one sort of worked out as I read the time wrong and the class actually begins at 9:30 central, making it 10:30 am Toast Time. Although, you didn't think I could get away with it that easily did you?? Well, I didn't. The company that provides the training fails to send me the link to access the class and the phone number to dial in for the teleconference. 30 minutes later, all spent with customer service, I gain the required information and join up with class already in progress.

Dang It 7: I am now forced to sit through 8 plus hours of Quickbooks information. Sigh.....

Dang It 8: Stupid Toastie Detox Jam '09. I have to eat a salad for lunch and since I'm eating lunch at like 3pm because of this class, there is nothing left at the salad bar to choose from so I eat lettuce with carrots, peppers and onions. This isn't buffalo chicken nachos at all.

Dang It 9: Even though I have signed up for this training class, this does not give the Toast a get out of work free card. It is 6:45 at night and now I start what work I need to complete for tomorrow.

Dang It 10: I find out over the phone that a good friend is going through a rough patch with his special lady. The ever dreaded uber dang it!! I won't make any jokes about this; this kind of stuff sucks. I do my best to just offer to be there for a chat should it be needed. That being said, I want to find a weekend that I can head out his way for a visit. He lives in Boston, and I'm always up for a trip to Beantown. We'll just have to see whats in the the cards through the next few weeks as Boston isn't exactly around the corner. If I can swing a day off or two from work, I'll definitely do it.

Dang It 11: This is me being somewhat selfish. Kool-Aid is going through a rough patch at work, being that she works in HR and her company is currently executing a few "changes" at the office place. So, she's been working 'round the clock and been stressed out to the max. Why am I mentioning this?? Well, after a long day I'd like to be able to hang out with Kool-Aid and just forget about what ails us. Kool-Aid doesn't get home well after I, like 9:30 at night type of stuff. This is after she has been going into work all weekend and working super long hours for a few weeks now. And when we do hang around together, she's too burnt out or stressed out to really be there. It's frustrating, and difficult, and an all around dang it as I basically spent this last weekend, in it's entirety, alone. I know I shouldn't complain, and it's not her choosing. But what is this blog if it's not a place to just write shit out, vent, what-have-you. I remain, sitting idly by and taking it all with a grain of salt.

Well, there you have it. By the time I got home all that I was able to do for myself was to eat a couple of leftover peanut m&m's from the Super Bowl for dinner and watch a few episodes of 30 Rock to get me to forget about the crap day that I had. Oh, these dang it's don't stop here either. I forgot my lunch at home this morning. Faaaantastic. Eh...here's to keep on keepin' on I guess. It can't be all bad right??