Thursday, March 27, 2008

Closing Time

First to tie up a few loose ends. We hiked Thunderbird again and sadly Curt (followed closely by his boyfriend) finished first. In a massive blow to my ego I lost to Dan, the only saving grace was I beat Brad. Somehow he got out of shape in the 2 weeks he wasn't here. Things only got worse for Brad the next day as he lost to Jussero and his wife up Camelback. I tried to lift his spirits by going to pizza with him later that night, hope it helped.

The show is almost done, as I write this we still have the last show to do. Then we shove the edit suite off the 2nd deck (I mean into the van) and we're outta here. If it ends up in the Grand Canyon that's too bad.

Alright, Kevin Vocht is singing Glory Days someone please make it stop!!!

For a variety of reasons today's song is Move On by Jet. I'm not sure what my future holds and frankly I'm kind of excited about that. Truth is, a big part of my heart is staying in Phoenix. A month of the desert just might not be enough, I'm not sure Shane Doan would be as happy though.

Hope you've got as much enjoyment out of reading this goofy little blog as I did writing it. See ya soon.

Monday, March 24, 2008

Date Night

That got your attention didn't it?!?

I spent a lovely night out Easter Sunday. After a day of work it was time for a nice sit down dinner at Rock Bottom. So outside on the patio in the candlelight a romantic dinner was shared. For those interested I didn't make it through dinner without a beer (just another missed goal). I like to think it was just trying to increase the chances of me putting out. After some lively conversation and a delicious dinner we headed back to my condo. Unfortunately there was no putting out, but I'm pretty sure we will see each other again.

Not much else to report from Sunday, it was pretty slow. Guess that's what happens when you spend the day before drinking heavily. The finish line is now in sight, who knew Dan could make it that far?! So today's song is In the End by Linkin Park.

Alright, suppose I should get to work or something. Gotta justify that huge salary they are paying me!!

Oh yeah, thanks for dinner Brad!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

All I Need is a Beer and the Badgers!

And with that statement Saturday went straight to hell. Now it was a fun intoxicating path but the destination is still the same. I won't lie it was a rough day.

If my mom thinks I have a problem based on my 3 appearances on FSN then it's a good thing we didn't have a camera on us last night because I'd be arguing you can't ground me, I need to update the blog!

Let's see if I can properly set the scene. The first beer was cracked at 2:15. Yep, that about does it.

By 3 we were in the bar ready for the Cougars game having a raging debate about whether our waitress had been "enhanced". Thankfully, for her and us, she left before anyone was drunk enough to summon the liquid courage to ask.

This is where things start becoming surreal. I swear the Cougs won by 20 and Robbie Cowgill looked liked a bona fide division 1 player. I know I had already had a bunch of beers but this can't be right, can it?!? Ok, just checked and sure enough it is all true.

Cougs were just the opening act as Little Kid Dan Kuehner pouted until we all agreed to stay and cheer Sparty on. Sparty didn't disappoint even if Goran Suton is just a poor man's Robbie Cowgill as one astute drunk pointed out on numerous occasions.

We stumbled across the street for victory beers at Fox and the hound. But first there was more Little Kid Dan Kuehner pouting. His favorite waitress had called in sick (I claim to avoid him but whatever) leaving Dan a little sad. In the meantime I made an ass of myself because I apparently can't tell all these blonde waitresses apart, good thing I barely remember the whole incident.

Having not had enough yet we hit another bar, but by then not only had the wall been hit it had kicked my ass! So back to the condo where I passed out at midnight, good times. I was quite proud of myself when I woke up this morning without a tribal arm band tattoo and checked my phone and saw I hadn't made a single inappropriate phone call or text. The fact I probably couldn't actually physically use my phone really helped.

Ok, so there are a few details I forgot to include from Thursday so let's revisit them. First after editing the show and before the game we went paintballing for a Cara pkg. The most important lesson learned is you don't want me on your side in a war, I'm awful. I couldn't even edit the package to make me look decent. Second, wear clothes you don't care about. This pair of jeans with a big green paint spot are awesome now!

On to the game. No, I didn't know Curtis put me on tv. Yes, the 10 simultaneous texts and calls should have given me a clue (who knew I had ten friends?!?). But 2 things weren't working in my favor: 1) I'm not very smart 2) Any smarts I do have had been offset by the 5 beers already consumed. This led to an awkward conversation when I called back a text with a number I didn't recognize. After a short conversation I had to ask "who is this?". The response, "it's Doug Herbison"!! Way to go genius that ought to really impress management.

With the Mariners in Tempe it's the perfect day for Devil Town by Bright Eyes to be the song of the day. Guess I should actually get some work done.

Oh, it's my goal to go the whole day without one alcoholic beverage, wish me luck!

Saturday, March 22, 2008

25 Day Hangover

The hardest part of being down here isn't the working everyday or even putting up with Curtis "Chopper" Wilson, but rather waking up each morning with a headache trying to remember if the car is in our parking lot or we have to go back to the Fox and the Hound to retrieve our ride. Everyday is a rollercoaster of awesomeness that starts with zombies stumbling into the Coffee Bean and ends stumbling out of some dive bar to try and find the car. Seriously, some one cut me off!

There is a good reason the blog hasn't been updated in 3 days. Unfortunately, I'm not the man with the answers. Ok, maybe I have a slight insight but it still leaves a lot to be desired. Truth is I've been working on my hangovers when I could be updating the blog, but really the blog needs stories so it's work.

Not having had to work Wednesday or Thursday nights I got to sit on the berm and do something I forgot I enjoyed so much. Watch baseball and drink beer (in fact I don't really remember any of either game). All I know is I all I ended up with was a shoe full of peanut shells. The only bad part is I know the game producer and he likes to put me on tv apparently. Each of the last 3 times it has been while drinking, now my mom thinks I have a problem. Sadly something was missing this time, Dave Rees, miss you buddy!

Since the last couple day are a blur I can't really remember anything bad to say about Dan or Curt. Guess they are doing something right.

This is really a lame entry... are you really still reading at this point? I just have no motivation.

I have gotten no closer to my stated goal of meeting Shane Doan, guess it'll just be another of my life goals gone unfulfilled. Like editing hotties of the hardwood, meeting Mandy Moore, and moving out of Renton. With that todays song is Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day.

Go Cougs! Just thought I'd throw that out there.

Now for the big news you've all been waiting for. I was able to draft Trot Nixon in our fantasy baseball draft! What, you were expecting something else?

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Odds and Ends

With today being a pseudo best of show I thought the blog might as well tie up some loose ends from the trip. Things that just slipped through the cracks or didn't fit in before.

First off we've been down here a month getting up at god awful hours of the morning and I've had real breakfast exactly once (and that was at 1:30 in the afternoon). This is a shame because I could eat breakfast for every meal. I love breakfast. Hell, I am breakfast!

On to more important business, the budget cutbacks have really taken a toll. We're making the best of what we have.

Curtis stepped up and became a reflector. Though to be honest any of us pasty white dudes could get the job done. The reflection though is still a little strong and blinded the Wong, guess we have to work on our aim!

We have also found a new punishment for those who misbehave. You have to ride in the back of the van with the 2 ton edit suite.

Here you can see the Little Kid Dan Kuehner seat being occupied by it's namesake. What did he do to draw this punishment? Nothing really, just being Kuehner. You'd think that'd be punishment enough, but no. Oh I should mention Jussero was driving so it was that much more fun for Dan.

It's not all fun and games down here, occasionally we do have to work.

Here Brad and I are discussing whether or not "Chinese Democracy" will be Axl's greatest work ever. Either way, I'm still not sold on buckethead. As you can tell I keep a nice and tidy edit area, hard to believe things occasionally get misplaced.

Speaking of misplaced, the best photo from this trip is lost with Jussero's camera. Let's just say it involves me, a rascal, and a mall parking lot. Memories I'll only have to myself.

On a personal note I have something to say. I'm tired up people publicly pushing to be on the blog. From Brad and his basketball story, to Allard calling for blog shout outs in Bellevue (asshole), to Angie conquering Thunderbird (though really since she beat Kuehner I should have automatically included her, so that's my bad). No matter how many cartwheels you do or beg and plead it's still my blog and I'll decide what goes on it. With that todays song is "A little less talk and a lot more action" by Toby Keith if you want on the blog you have to do something not just cry. If it's that important make your own blog!

With that I've got to go. The Mariners host Trot Nixon and the Arizona Diamondbacks tonight. Gotta go get pretty.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

The Props End Here

A day after giving Dan his due for making it up Squaw, I'm taking it all back. Why? Because he drug us out on St. Patrick's Day to Padre Murphy's for what might have been the most awful "celebration" in the history of St. Patrick's Day celebrations. Seriously, how do you screw up green beer and drunken idiots? The original title of this post was supposed to be: A night of my life I'll never get back no matter how much I want those 8 hours and 10 dollar cover charge returned. But it was too long.

Ever wonder what it's like to be crammed in a tent with 800 douchebags and a crappy cover "band" that played "hits" from the late '80s/early '90s? Well I don't have to wonder anymore.

Yeah it's a crappy picture, I don't care, it deserved a crappy picture. You can probably hear the suck coming through the picture loud and clear. But look who was having a good time!

The "band" I kid you not was covering "Groove is in the Heart" as this picture was taken. Curt provided the text of the night "Is this the fucking band? wtf". I don't know if I can possibly put into words how awful this band was. If it's possible to suck and blow at the same time then this was the band. Not only did they play just horrible ass songs, it was a medley of horrible ass songs because they couldn't play a full song. It was so bad that they didn't even play a single song found on my ipod, and I have some absolute crap on there. I'm so pissed at music right now I can't even pick a song for the song of the day.

Now we're headed back to the minors for today's show. I think only a Scott Bakula sighting would save the day. Oh well, here's to hope!

Sunday, March 16, 2008

One Shining Moment

Normally you wait until the end until the end of the NCAA tournament to hear this song, but in Dan's honor I'm breaking it out a month early. I even made the effort to find the year Michigan State won the title.

Why the accolades for my arch nemesis Kuehner? It's not because he beat me in NHL '08 (though to be fair we quit the 3rd game with him ahead in the 2nd period, I had won the first 2). No, it's because we saw something rarer than the Wonger reaching for his wallet when the dinner bill arrives.

That's right, Dan (who's past failures have been well documented) made it to the top off squaw peak. Not only that he did it in a respectable 30 minutes. Clearly it was his evil twin as the Dan I know couldn't make it past the bench in the parking lot. Congrats Dan! Ouch, that hurts.

To add injury to insult, I showed my vast amount of grace by rolling my ankle and falling on my face on the way down. No need to worry though nothing was hurt, so I didn't have to call mom, I can still edit (well, at least as much as I could before).

Curtis' boyfriend is back in town so we haven't seen them in a while. If this blog has done any good, it has made Curtis admit that they are in fact in some sort of sick relationship.

Not much else to add, still in shock of seeing Dan at the summit. I will add that I really wanted today's song to be George Strait's "King of the Mountain" but no one has youtubed it. Because let's face it, he may feel like the king of the mountain but really he's just a fool on a hill. Congrats again Dan on conquering one of lifes biggest obstacles.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Howl at the Moon

I have about as much motivation to update this blog as the Canucks showed last night versus the Coyotes. You'd think they had consumed as many Molson's as I had in the 3rd row. They didn't even win the lone fight of the night. Ryan Kesler's actions pretty much summed up the night, he skated around yapping at all the Coyotes looking for a fight then when Nick Boynton wanted to go Kesler high-tailed it to the lockerroom for his 10 minute misconduct. For those interested (which I'm sure is a round number like 0) Shane Doan played peace maker. So with that today's song is "The Gauntlet" by Dropkick Murphy's (yes, Ross that song is for you!). All I ask for is one fight. Between periods I passed Janet Jones Gretzky on the concourse, I had to resist the urge to put $100 on the Red Sox to win the World Series, I hear she can get you good odds :)

The behind the scenes of our little show isn't that exciting lately. Just me busting my ass to put these shows together with duct tape and chewing gum and everyone else getting credit. Back to fighting off the urge to push the editing suite off the balcony.

For those counting at home I've had to edit this 4 times after spotting errors or broken links in the post. Today's show is going to be black hole-licious!!

Thursday, March 13, 2008

"Workin'" for A Livin'

I have no real excuse for not updating other than complete laziness. Sure, the old John could blame Allard for not providing new photographs but I like to think I've matured in the last 3 days. Oh who am I kidding?

The biggest reason for no new posts is a late night bender Tuesday. We met up with the GM who gave us the tour of the "Salty Senorita" and he decided since I made him look so good that I deserved extra shots. So after a couple shots of tequila, a mystery shot, and a couple beers Wednesday morning kind of hurt. We did find something Wong is good at though (aside from scoring free meals from himself) we dominated at bean bags. To be honest I carried his ass but he scored the final points so if you ask him he's the greatest. Ass. So today's song is "Alcohol" by Barenaked Ladies. Now if we could only work on the second part of that sentence.

There is another thing not short in supply right now. Between Dan and the talent there is plenty of estrogen. Good thing Angie brought the whole family to offset this phenomenon.

Just so I have written proof somewhere, let me mention that I beat Curtis around Thunderbird mountain Tuesday, thus earning my victory shots. He tried to pull the veteran maneuver and sprint up the final hill on a trail I had never been on, but youth and stupidity prevailed as I was able to run the last 1/2 mile of the 6 mile loop and held him off for the win. Just as amazing as the win was the fact I didn't need oxygen at the finish, I felt like Shaun Rogers after running 65 yards.

Ok, I might have been a little harsh on Dan earlier. I'm mostly bitter my dominance in NHL '08 on XBOX 360 has ended. Guess that's what I get for thinking I could win every game playing with crap teams like Atlanta. I'm starting to feel like Wayne Gretzky in Swingers.

Alright I've got to actually work today so no more blogging, Curtis put me on timeout.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Where News and Life Collide

I know FSN is no longer news oriented but Sunday we got a little taste of it after the Brewers/Mariners game. With that today's song is "Time Bomb" by Rancid. Wanna take a guess what happened? All the roads out of Maryvale stadium were closed off by police as they investigated a bomb threat just outside the stadium. Apparently there was a suspicious van (no, not Allard or Jussero's) that had to be searched. I don't think anyone took that into consideration when planning feed times.

On the way back to feeding we saw something you don't see every day.

Yes, that really is a truck hauling a Harley and a sheep. Also note Jussero's van on the other side holding up traffic trying to get the perfect shot.

You can take the boy out of Montana, but you can't take the Montana out of the boy! Just kidding, I love you Allard.

So Monday was the first day of Angie and the production quality of the standups skyrocketed.

Brad was lucky to get a camera and some good sunlight, but somehow managed to power through.

Oh yeah, in my last post I neglected to mention that nothing was actually stolen out of the van just the window broken. That didn't stop me from really hoping someone had stolen the editing suite. Disregard the fact it weighs 1200 pounds and takes 3 people to wrangle on a daily basis, it's on wheels, PLEASE STEAL IT!!!

Back to another slow work day, I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm glad the Tucson trip ends today.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Haterz Alwayz Lookin'

So before I get to the big day that was Thursday let me first explain the title of this entry. When Allard and I drove to Maryvale Sunday for the Brewers/Mariners game there was this guy rolling in his 1998 Oldsmobile Bravada with the running board falling off and in giant white lettering across the back window was written "Haterz Alwayz Lookin'" Yeah he was pretty cool, just what you'd expect in Renton south.

Alright time to jump into the way back machine and re-visit the day that was Thursday. Hopefully it'll live up to the delays it's posting has gone through.

So Thursday we awoke to the rear window of Allard's van broken out. Since the size of the initial hole was that of a brick our first suspect was Jamie Moyer trying to drum up business for All-Star auto glass. Unfortunately this is the only picture available from the condo security cam.

So after breaking out the rest of the glass Allard and I headed to Maryvale. When we hit Maryvale we were at a stoplight next to a car with hydraulics (I mentioned this was Renton south right?) and a guy a little too proud to be driving his pimped out ride. Which led me to exclaim "Yeah, but we're riding around with a broken out rear window. Who's ghetto now?"

So after a busy day of work it was time for the Coyotes and Canadiens that night. It actually started as work as we had to interview Mariners first round pick and Quebec native Phillippe Aumont. First we had to pick him out of the suprisingly large French-Canadian contingent at the game, luckily there are only so many 6'7" dudes out there.

After "work" was out of the way it was time enjoy the game. Using our handy press passes we sat 5 rows up from the glass. Close enough to get this pic.

Incidentally in goal for Montreal was Carey Price. The last time I saw him live he was pulled less than a minute into a game versus the Thunderbirds after giving up 2 goals while playing for Tri-Cities.

I unfortunately didn't get to meet Shane Doan. Although our press passes allowed us locker room access, Shane spent the last minute of this 4-2 loss trying to pick a fight with anyone in a red shirt. I figured it was probably better not to bug him for the sake of this goofy little blog. But what is better than meeting Shane Doan? Being Shane Doan!

I won't lie, it felt pretty good!

Fast forward now to Sunday, and the song of the day is "Wayne Gretzky" by Goldfinger. There were 2 legends in the booth next to us Bob Uecker and Wayne Gretzky. Not quite a Shane Doan sighting but can you really complain about the "Great One"? Yes, if you're an idiot like me.

Let's end this with a fun Wong photo!

That's it for today, I've got to come up with a bunch more stories for the future.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Still Fully Engulfed

Yeah, so I will get around to those Thursday stories at some point I swear. Brad though wants me to expand on the pick-up basketball game. He and Wong take it way to serious (some of us are just happy to hit the rim occasionally). Brad on the other hand runs plays like "jet blue" and "orange", I'm not sure what would happen if he ran out of primary colors, maybe "periwinkle post".

Did Squaw again Friday night, 26:45 and stopped to help a lady who fell so scored some points along the way. Of course followed that up with some healthy Famous Dave's BBQ. Where Wong worked every possible he could come up with for a cheaper meal, mostly we just ended up with a bunch of free corn muffins.

Alright I'm being told I have to work, best part of today is Wong is miles away shooting some story and not at the ballpark. My luck though means Allard has to put up with him. Oh well. Today's song is pretty self explanatory given the beautiful weather on a Saturday.

Friday, March 7, 2008

My Pants are on Fire

Just checking, yep, I'm a liar. I know, I've been told I have a problem with that. So in that case today's song is One of my lies by Green Day. There are a couple stories to be shared and I swear they'll be told, just give me a little time (it takes a while for digital pictures to develop). In my defense yesterday was real busy and capped off with my heart set a flutter by being up up close to Shane Doan. So hopefully I'll have a full recap later. Back to work.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Alive and Kicking

Well it didn't take me long to miss a day of posting. Alright there's alot going on so I'll give a quick update from the Maryvale (once described as Renton south) press box. The song of the day is 99 Problems by Jay-Z. Yes, I'm alive. There was no wireless internet at the condo yesterday so I couldn't post.

The only notable yesterday was that Brad made us look like fools on the basketball court. Not that that took alot of effort. Personally I don't know how to defend if you can't check someone into the boards.

Today is a busy day that got off to a crappy start, may get even crappier during the show, but will hopefully end on a positive with the coyotes. Hopefully there'll be a full recap later or tomorrow.

One last thing I should clear up before I get back to work. I don't really think Allard is an asshole, and certainly not worthy of an exclamation point. He was a little sensitive yesterday and I don't want to upset morale down here. So Allard, I know you're reading this, I'm sorry I took our joke a little too far. I'll have Dan buy you a cupcake of your own if that'll help (my FSN doesn't afford me to purchase such luxuries)!

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Business is Picking Up

I had every intention of posting everyday but something came up yesterday that ruined those plans, but more on that in a second. Monday I took my first shot at Squaw Peak and I'm happy to report I finished in 28:30 and was able to beat the fast fleeting daylight back down. However, I'm unhappy to say I lost to Paul who beat me to the top despite wearing his designer jeans and not so athletic shoes. Not only that he also barely broke a sweat despite the fact he never works out. Jerk! Oh, he beat Curtis as well, but again Brad Adam smoked everyone.

So the real reason I missed the post, we had to celebrate Brad Adam's birthday Monday (yes, Brad forced us saying he wouldn't show up to host the show Tuesday if each of us didn't wish him a happy birthday). Once we cleared it with the fire marshal Brad was presented with his birthday cupcake. I think this is a look of "Holy crap, what is FSN paying you to afford such frivolous things as cupcakes!"

So of course we had to also take him out for a birthday beer. Then Curt, his boyfriend Paul, Dan, and I went out and celebrated Brad's birthday a little more. We went to our favorite upscale bar Tailgaters. Where we met the owner who kept feeding us shots, so needless to say it was a long night.

This of course made for an even longer morning. Which leads to the song of the day. "Highway to Hell" by AC/DC. Having to drive across the desert to Phoenix in morning rush hour traffic with 2 hungover coworkers might be exactly what they had in mind when they penned that tune.

Things to spot in the picture above. 1) Hungover schlep actually working. 2) Guy trying to hide his tears who's life partner had flown out of town that morning. 3) 2 people not working, one of whom I'm sure you can still hear through the picture. Feel free to point out anything else you see. Just so you know the editing suite still exists as I resisted the urge to push it off the second deck, though to be honest Allard was the one pushing on the way down after the day (I might have taken the easy way instead of the elevator.)

Because I missed a day, how about a preview of tomorrows show to make up for it?!

I'm fully convinced Wong has never seen, let alone been around animals in his whole life. I've never seen someone so scared of creatures great or small.

Big announcement time! We have tickets and press passes to Thursdays Canadiens/Coyotes game! That's right I'll be in the same building as Shane Doan and Ed Jovanovski! Next to find an excuse to meet them! Yes, every sentence in this paragraph deserved an exclamation point! I'm not stingy with my punctuation marks, especially when it comes to Shane Doan!

One last thing, Chris Allard is an asshole! (yes, also deserves an exclamation point!) even if he did provide all the pictures used in this post.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Urban Legends

Some days just aren't your day, and Sunday was one of those. It was the last thing I wanted while we edited our first show. Of course the problems started Saturday night with the first (which of course implies there were multiple) dubbing of the Wonger's tape. For this reason today's song of the day is "Prophecy" by Remy Zero. Mostly for the first line which is "Consider this a sign.." Warnings be damned, we're forging on!

Sunday started with the re-dubbing of Wonger's glider footage. We hooked up a new deck and proceeded to test the set up. Threw the footage in the John Jacobson Memorial Edit Suite and picture looked great. Wong no longer looked like the Incredible Hulk. So we dubbed the whole 22 minutes and went to edit only to find we might've wanted to check audio levels before committing to a full dub. So it was back to setting the whole thing up and trying it again. Third times the charm, we finally get both video and audio right and can finish Wong's package 12 hours later.

Wong has another package ready before I get any of the first show to edit so I start to work. A minute 25 into it with at least 35 more seconds of copy for a package that was supposed to be a minute 15 (nice time management Wong!) I call it quits on the package and start watching Nascar. I pull myself away from the TV (I hope everyone was able to keep turning left) and started cutting down the package when the record deck acts up. So back to watching cars turn left waiting for Curt and Dan. Everyone is caught up to speed on the situation (mind you none of the first show due early Monday morning has even been started). So we start switching decks, for the 2nd straight spring 1st day and we are swapping decks. We're told our diagnosis is a myth that has been perpetrated over the years. But switching decks alleviates our problems. We bang out the show, although according to Curtis' calculations we have to start Tuesday's show at noon Monday to feed on time. Even good weather can't stop headaches. Alright, time to get cracking on Tuesday's show, later.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

And the Fun Really Begins...

So today we started in earnest working on show 1 and the upcoming month. Let's get to the song of the day right away "Shout at the Devil" by Motley Crue.

There are a couple reasons this song fits the bill. First off, I really had little to do at the ballpark so I went with Allard as we did our favorite part of the show fan shoutouts! Oh god was it awful, thankfully the weather was nice. I take back anything bad I said about getting those things as I never want part of it again. If putting up with our "talent" was bad enough, dealing with the common person is 10x worse and this is when I was in a good mood!!

The mood turned south later when I returned home from the game. All of us had avoided any Cougar updates as Curtis was tivo'ing it for later viewing. I walk in the door and the Wonger is logging tape, the end of Texas/Texas Tech is on here is our conversation.
Me: "turn it off I don't want to see the Cougars highlights".
Wong: "why? i already busted Curtis' balls about..."
Me: "Thanks a bunch Wong!"
Wong: "Oh, you didn't know?"
Me: "Well I do now don't I? Curtis was tivo'ing it"
Wong: "I know I already ruined it for him too"

Stupid Huskies! Turns out T-Mac had also texted Curtis telling him the finish.

Finally the coup de grace came later. Again partially in thanks to the Wong (though technically not fully his fault, not that that will stop me from motherf-ing him!) As the Wong is our entertainment reporter he has a bunch of packages that need to be edited. Well he finally got around to writing and voicing the first one. Strangely everything seemed to be going fine until we got to the tape we had dubbed from his mini-dv footage. Turns out Cameron is all kind of colors but normal leaving us with 22 minutes of for now unusable footage. So if anyone can talk us through our sync issues and correctly dubbing this crap give me a call. I already know there is a problem and probably a simple solution, why oh why am I the resident engineer?

I've already bad mouthed Wong enough so why not some more? He was unable to come up with Coyotes tickets tonight. On the other hand I had no issues with Brad (yes he's here my eyes have confirmed it) and Nicole. Looks like tomorrow might be a long day so I better get some sleep.