Conditional Identity?

A conversation with a customer I had at work a few minutes ago:

*ring ring*
Man: "Hello?"
Me: "Hello, is this Joey?"
Man: "May I ask who's calling?"
Me: "This is Phil from from [workplace]."
Man: "Yes, this is Joey."

I don't understand... so your identity was conditional depending on who I was?

Intriguing.

Why can't Black Friday deals come after I get my tax return? Especially the deals on new computers, because I'd really like a new one.

So I decided kind of on a whim to take an online typing test. There are a variety of them, but this is the first one that I settled on.



This particular website just has you type completely random words as fast as you can in 1 minute, which I don't think it's a completely accurate way of measuring your WPM. If I were having to type out real sentences, worrying about capitalization, punctuation, and grammar, I'm sure I wouldn't have scored something that high. So I think the score I got from this typing test is probably a bit higher than my actual WPM would be in a real situation. Still, at least it's fun to pound out random words and see how many you were able to do in 1 minute. Click on the image if you want to go try it out yourself.

Photoshoot

Last week I had the awesome privilege of seeing and spending time with my sister Katie and her kids who were visiting from New Mexico for a few days. Katie loves photography and has a good camera, and since I've always wanted to have some good shots of me on my motorcycle with all my gear on, I asked if she'd be willing to take some pictures! She was more than willing (I think ;)) so on an overcast Saturday we headed out a few blocks toward the airport and goofed around and took some pictures for about a half an hour. As payment, I took her for a ride on the back of Balinha. She can now say she went 70mph on the back of a motorcycle, hehe. It was fun. She took a bunch of pictures but here are the ones I liked the most (I made them smaller):




That last one is an action shot so it's probably my favorite. :) Thanks again Katie for the "photoshoot session," it was fun! And I got to show off the bike! :D

Our Accent is Crapshaith

Let me start off by saying that probably none of you will find this post funny, but I just had to preserve it somehow.

When my co-worker Brock and I talk to eachother, we usually do it in some form of heavy, exaggerated Russian accent. Is it close to a genuine Russian accent? No, probably not at all. Actually, it stems from us both having a good laugh at this commercial and running with it. Anyway, due to our schedules only overlapping twice a week, I only see him on those days. But when I got to work on Friday, I found an armature (power tool part) on my desk with a note that read:

Deer Fil,
The Jipseys sended me brokens armatures. The fan is crapshaith.
Ples get me a new 1.
-Brocknov

I laughed so hard, even though I'm sure you didn't. :)