So Pete Rose finally admitted that he bet on baseball. All I can say to that is no shit. Who would of ever guessed that. Now with a good book deal he admits the "truth". Thinking about it now, maybe he didn't do it, think about it...Where is the money at? He can write a book that says, "I'm innocent!" or a book that tells about his gambling problem and how he is over it and wants to be part of baseball again. Personally if I was him I would have said that the commissioner of baseball framed me and wanted me out because I found out a dark little secret about him/her. I am too lazy to look up who the commissioner was. Pure profit.

Well I better run before my car turns into a block of ice. bye.

So I am testing out a new wireless card from ATT and Sony using ATT's EDGE network. I have used some other cards like these but they suck. The setup sucks, the transfer rates suck, they even look like sucks. But I really like this card. It is not super speedy, but it is better than dial-up, I don't notice any drop with my VPN connection up, my mail works fine and so does iTunes. I get at least 15k a second (about 2-3x the speed of dial-up), and everything seems to work well.

Maybe I will do a review of it in the near future, but I won't post it here. I will get a tech site to pick it up or something. Well it is late, I better run. bye.

So it is getting kinda late and I am tired, should I got to bed? Maybe, I am still not sure yet. I am sure I will after reading a chapter or two out of a Vonnegut book, or maybe the Mark Twain book I have sitting on the table. That could be the winner. Well I am out. Later.

Oh, one last thing, I think I am loosing it, I just thought the name of the app I am typing this in said an ex-girlfriends' name in the title bar, so I am saying, "fuck the book, I am going to bed." Bye.

My Loser Haiku, by Pete Ryan

I will see you there,
With some beer money in hand-
Sore loser I am.

My Limerick for the 16th/30th, by Pete Ryan

There once was a guy who won,
Everyone thought he wasn't any fun,
He couldn't make it to drink,
And we all thought he was a dink,
Hence we all got blitzed when football was done.

Oh well, I will never be a poet or a model but at least I can fix things, girls like that too right? ;) Well I am uploading this now, I am done with writing for today, maybe tomorrow. Late.

It has seen 3 inches of snow, -35F wind chills, 20mph winds, speeds over 100mph, sleet, and a high temperature of 35F. I am going to be putting together some pictures of the hell it has gone through. It is starting to look pretty beat up, but it is still there. The funny thing is, the only think I can find that these won't stick to are the front of other Super Sticky Post-it Notes. More on this soon.

So far, how this weekend sounds like it is going to be a blast. I will report more on this on Sunday/Monday. Should be exciting. I am excited. Back to the pizza, so usually when I order from Papa John's I get this cute delivery girl who is a big flirt, not this time, needless to say I was a little disappointed. But I will survive. The 6'-6" 340lb monster delivered my pizza with skill, except the buzzer messes everyone up. No one can hang it up. This weekend will make up for it.

Such suspense, now I know it is killing you all about what I am going to be doing, well too bad. You can wait, I, on the other hand, cannot.

I have a problem, it is with people and not thinking on their own. If you are ever in a situation you can't figure out, don't panic, just sit down for a minute and think. Think. It is an easy word, easy to spell, easy to use. But not enough of us do it. Think. Don't think about what you have tried, think about possibilities you have not tried. If you are working with something that is physical, like a computer or a handheld take a look at it. Say it isn't working properly, have you tried rebooting? I am guessing you have since it is the most common resolution, everything plugged in? Yep. Try unplugging and plugging it back in. Etc... Just Think. Have you tried every possible solution? I doubt it. Remember. Think.

On a sadder note, on this day many years ago my girlfriend's (ex now) brother was shot and killed in Burnsville Minnesota in the parking lot of the Amoco gas station. His name was Mark and I will always remember him.

Think.

Today flew by, holy shit. I can't believe that it was 8pm when I left work. I thought it would be like 630. Ah who cares, I didn't have much else to do tonight. Besides come home and eat some sweet-ass left over thin crust Papa Johns. Fuck I can't type tonight. Tomorrow night I get to take a bus trip downtown to 8th and Nicollet. Yeah. Drinking here I come. I don't take the bus too often but hell, I am planning on taking the LRT when it is available, so I better get use to public transit, right?

Work it harder...I am not looking forward to FriDAY. Well, the China Buffet will be nice, but other than that I have a poop load to do and I may need the help of the Poop smith tomorrow.

Make it better...But I love my job and wouldn't trade it for any other. With that said there are parts I am not as fond of, but there are not many. The benefits far outweigh the crap.

Do it faster...Good.

Makes us stronger...Night.

Boo-Fucking-Hoo. Yeah, it is cold out up there. Looks like it is +23 in New York right now. It is +28 here in beautiful Minneapolis. Your low temp was suppose to be +1. Next Monday that is going to be our high temp. Our low will be in the neighborhood of -13. Suck it up. We may put our liners in our coats and throw on a hat next week. Where is our press coverage? Sure as hell not on every fucking rag and website in the US. Just be glad you don't live in Barrow, Alaska, it is -21 there right now.

Sincerely,
Pete Ryan and the kind people of Minnesota, North Dakota, and Wisconsin.

Anyway, I realized that the calendar in the previous entries was incorrect. I had two 17ths in the month of January. That would be my leap-year, no February 29th, why not just relive the 17th of January again? Yeah. I know what you are thinking, this guy is messed up. Well yeah, I kinda am.

It was chilly again today, the wind chill was around -26 on my way to work this AM, for some reason I didn't wear a hat or gloves, but I had pockets so I was okay. Except my ears, they fell off. Bye.

I don't see how some of these ad people still have jobs. Dipshits I tell ya. Well this one will be short so bye.

UPDATE: I made a sound clip of the part of the commercial. Sorry about the sound quality. Here ya go. Marketing gods these people are.

Alright, since you asked I will put up one quick photo, that is it though, you will have to wait just like the rest. Here. Notice the nice people still working on this baby. It is low quality and a little choppy but it was free right?

Night Everybody!

The 2004 Winter Carnival starts tonight in the city of St. Paul and I am excited. I can't wait to head down there this weekend and check things out. Pictures! Negative tempetures! Yay! Do you have your Winter Carnival Button?

See ya.

This morning I was reading about the NASA rovers. I think they are worth the hundreds of millions just for the backgrounds and screensaver that will be made from the pictures. Oh and if anyone from NASA is reading can we get some pictures of the moons at night or twilight? That would be cool. We could have NASA finance a mission by adding a nice little box for advertisers on the pictures. Damn, I should be in marketing, well ideas, not the word part anyway. The AD. Eh, if it happens I want 10%!

Later.

So I jump back into bed, bury my head under a pillow and try to wait out the people clearing the lot. Thinking they were pros at this it shouldn't take more than a few minutes. They were gone pretty quickly, after about 10 minutes. I fell back asleep. CRUNCH! GRIND! SCRAPE! BANG! WTF!!! I must have dozed off for a few minutes and they were back, checked the clock. 5:45, shit. Want. To. Kill... So I am up for the day. I usually don't get up until around 7:30-7:45, puts my AM in perspective for ya.

Late.

Work today was a veritable culster-fuck of meetings and people stopping by and asking me questions. I got nothing done except my email. Maybe Friday. I doubt it though. I think I need to find a good hiding spot somewhere in this building of 7000+ people, but it seems that everywhere I go I know someone who wants to bug me or someone will find me. The only time I get anything done at work is between the hours of 4pm and 9pm. Eh, I am young and only have a life on the weekends so it really doesn't matter. :)

Bye.

I am going to a Gopher Hockey game in a few minutes so I am excited about that. Must go now. Late.