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July 20th, 2004
I cannot fold a shirt to save my life.
I’m not talking about taking a shirt, laying it down on the bed (face down), and slowly and methodically pushing one arm over, then the other, then lifting the bottom up to the middle and the neck line down over that. That’s folding for sissies.
I’m talking about those people who used to work in THE GAP and BANANA REPUBLIC and ABERCROMBIE & FITCH and can pick up a shirt, in mid-air, flip this and flip that and lay it back down on a table in the most awesome-ist, perfect shape ever. These people are my Gods.
Posted under Clothing. | 9 Comments »
July 20th, 2004
If you’re reading this and it’s because I’m applying for a job at your company and you found my blog by searching “Paul Davidson” in the little Google searchbox, well… Good work. You’ve found me.
Now that we’ve already had an in-person interview and you’re doing your due diligence searching for any red flags in regards to me and my private lifestyle choices, I have decided that I might as well tell you all the things you want to know in regards to how I work with others. I hope the following tidbits of information will both make you look good with your boss and will also help provide you with great ammunition if I ever get hired and we’re both up for the same job someday and you can whip out that file with all this great information and give yourself an edge. Really, I do hope that.
Posted under Me, Work. | 4 Comments »
July 19th, 2004
Silly Putty ain’t that silly.
I think back to the time I was a kid and amazed at the fact that I could roll this ball of crap up in a sphere and bounce it off the ground. It never bounced nearly as high as those super-balls but it at least bounced a couple of times and how cool that I could make it into a ball and watch it sort-of bounce.
And then, to take that ball ‘o crap and flatten it out and spread it over a newspaper article and when I pulled it up, be left with a backwards copy of the newspaper text! WOW. Now all I need to do is find a mirror so I can read the obituraries or the second half of the third panel of the latest Garfield cartoon.
Posted under Toys. | 5 Comments »
July 19th, 2004
You think you know, but you don’t.
At first, in the way you looked at me, I thought you possibly sort-of knew. I mean, there was a weird knowing glance in your eyes and you sort of looked at me in a cockeyed way, but then when I really dug deep and looked at those piercing eyes it became totally clear to me that although you thought you totally knew, alas, you don’t know a damn thing.
The fact is, I totally know about “you know what” although it’s somewhat misleading to say in quotes “you know what” because in reality you are thinking that the knowledge is yours, locked inside that hard head of yours, but seriously dude, you do not know.
Posted under Stream of Consciousness. | 3 Comments »
July 19th, 2004
Words For Your Enjoyment has reached a milestone.
As of yesterday, this site has amassed over 365 posts (over a year) that range from the crazy to the insane to the random to the bittersweet. (Bittersweet music here.)
So just like your favorite all-time bands that once were and just like the money grubbing people at studios who put out “Best Of…” DVDs, I too will jump on the bandwagon today and point you towards (what I believe to be) my Top 10 Most Enjoyable (I Think) Posts since the creation of the site.
For those who just started reading, it’s like brand new stuff you didn’t have to go digging for. For those who have already read these, it’s like getting hit on the head twice.
Posted under Best Of, Blogging. | 1 Comment »
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