8 minutes of processing.....bad results....ain't that a bitch!

And after 6 minutes the query is still not done so you get to have more of my expinionated expinions elaborated on live and in black text.

I am able to get away with murder now that I proposed to L-Boogie
BEFORE
X: Hey babe, I'm thinking of going to the bar to watch the game tonite...
L-Boogie: Is it on TV?
X: Uh yeah....
L-Boogie: So why do you need to go to the bar to watch it?
X: Uh, no reason, just thought that I would...
L-Boogie(mumbling): Fine, go then!

NOW
X: hey babe, I'm thinking of going to the bar to watch the game tonite...
L-Boogie: Okay honey, see ya when you get home

All because of the diamond, oh yeah, I got it made for another couple of weeks before the newness wears off....

I waiting for a SQL statement to finish running so maybe I will just sit here and ramble and see if it turns out funny or at the very least interesting enough for you to be unaware that I am trying to write the longest run on sentence in a blog that is not about run on sentences in any form or fashion, not even in European fashion is there a special faction about run on sentences that actually have a flowing train of thought as opposed to saying something that makes little to no sense to anyone who may be reading or having this blog read to them because they are unable to read which isn't a bad thing given the level of dignity in the media with their drama king/queen tactics and skewed views on the current events that shape our lives and our minds which are exposed to these deadly viruses known as reporters on a daily if not hourly basis which tends to be a little overkill when you think about it because news is only news the first time you hear it after which it becomes history.

Well faithful readers, I have nothing newsworthy to tell you on this day. I know I haven't shown the engagement ring on the site yet but I haven't had time. Being lazy is time consuming....

Being the Lakers fan that I am, I couldn't ignore this website

I'm getting tired of telling the story now!! How did you propose? Did she cry? Did you cry? When is the wedding? Gee-wiz!!

I did it. Took the deep plunge. I now have a fiance....it's weird saying it...fiance (say it slowly like in the movies when they say something slow)...

Another excellent championship game last night. Sitting in a field of Orange and White Tennessee fans, me and L-Boogie cheered the Connecticut Huskies to their second straight Womens National championship. Anyone who says women athletes are inferior or not as fun to watch are crazy as hell. That was one of the best times I've had a sporting event. The fans were die-hard, the players were fantastic, and the atmosphere was unbelievable. Great game, great time, and I will be there the next time the final four comes to atlanta.

In other news, I have pictures of the ring that I need to put up so you guys can see. I'm proposing tonite at dinner. I'll let you know how it goes. The way I figure, I'm in a win-win situation. If she says yes, I have a fiance. If she says no, I have a receipt and I can get my money back.....no worries!

Well the ring has arrived and I will try to put a picture up for you guys as soon as possible. Whoops, there I go again assuming someone other than myself reads this.

I often want to tell people to read my blog but then I can't remember if I said anything about them. I pretty much can't tell anyone at work to read it because they would immediately know who I was talking about. Too risky, especially since I have that ring to pay for now. Before I could lose my job, take some (god willing) severance pay, and find something else. But now I need to hold on to the jobby job a little tighter!

Hello faithful readers, I hope both of you had a good weekend. I managed to get some tickets to the Final Four this weekend, the women's final four but it's still the final four. The games last night were excellent and I'm looking forward to tomorrow night's Uconn/Tenn matchup. I am sitting 3 rows and to the left of the band...yep floor seats for the final four!! Not to mention directly behind the cheerleaders!

Well, I received a call today from L-Boogie's other aunt. Apparently, the engagement ring is being fedex'd to me today. I should receive the package either tomorrow or Wednesday I'm assuming. I think I am just going to right her a poem (I do write poetry you know, search for Xavier E Davis), take her to a restaurant she's been wanting to try and then pop the question some time in there. She's so ready to get married I want to just give it to her while we're watching TV and say 'Here, take it. will ya leave me alone now." Now I just have to come up with the poem. Or maybe I should try to arrange it so I can ask her at the national championship game tomorrow night. Yeah right. She would say yes but I don't think she would like it as much as she would if it were a personal, intimate proposal.

Tangent. I always feel like I never have enough time. I mean, tonite I wanted to play some Madden, do some websurfing, and maybe some other things but it's already 10:30 and I haven't done jack! I wanted to do this stuff tonite because I'll be at the game tomorrow night so I won't get a chance and Wednesday night I may very well be proposing to L-Boogie! Time oh time, why do you elude me.

I've been thinking about why it doesn't seem like anyone ever reads my blog. Is it promotion? Or am I just boring? Sound off...let me know. Oh wait, I would need constant readers for that wouldn't I? Hmm..conundrum....

La ti da la ti da. Another beautiful day here in Atlanta. I should be out washing my Durango, then playing a little hoops, and finishing up with a beer and a book on the patio.....but no. I'm at the 9 to 5 trying to make a living. Isn't that ironic? They call working making a living when it's the least part of living when you look at the grand scheme of things. My greatest memories, when I feel most alive, usually have nothing at all to do with work.....ON that same note, I hate when someone asks me what I do when they really mean what's your job. I mean I do a lot of things. I blog, I play, I write poetry, I do all kinds of things...but they're not interested in that...they want to try to get a feel for monetary situation, see if I can afford the next round of beers, determine what part of the middle class world I inhabit....slugs!!

Lately, it's like i have two managers. One who micromanages and one who doesn't. the one who micro-manages is the one that is not officially my manager. Which makes it hard to swallow the micro-management. I have only been micro-managed once before and it annoyed the fuck out of me, much like it does now. Okay, I just wanted to get that out...there's really nothing left to this...

I told my parents (well my mom, who'll tell my dad) 30 minutes ago about purchasing the engagement ring for the girlfriend. Now I have to figure out how to propose...I would ask for ideas but I don't get too many comments on here unless I explicitly ask for them....which I guess is what I'm kinda doing now...