Yesterday I had the most visits to this blog that I have ever had. I didn’t realize this last night…because of course Site Meter was down. Again.I’ve had about 3 hours sleep and because it’s 4am and I can’t even form a coherent sentence. So I can’t figure out at this time who my Sugar Daddy or Sugar Mama was who gave me the gratuitous linkage, whoever it was….I thank you.At this rate I might hit 5000 today and I won’t even be around to enjoy it. Damn it.

Well it seems I’ve gotten some serious linkage from this Yahoo Group, Great Lakes Roads from my Michigan Highways and Byways post.So if somebody knows somebody who is somebody with the Michigan Roads department…let me tell you something.Last night driving home on I 96 in the pouring rain in the damn dark was a bitch. Why? Let me tell you. It seems DOT or whoever is responsible to paint those little white lines that separate the 4 lanes..ran out of paint. What a thrill! Who the hell needs to go to Cedar Point for excitement when we have I-96. Yes…at some point in the 90′s it probably did have paint. I know for a fact the last 3 years it hasn’t.Ahhh..one more question, just because this bugs me. Why is there a “No Right Turn” sign on the bypass over I 96 and Southfield road..heading north? The one lane, one way ramp without exits? The one I’m sitting on top of every morning stuck in traffic where I can see for miles around in any direction. Just a little joke? I think “No Jumping” would be more appropriate.I bet you thought I was going to post all about the damn potholes didn’t you?

Well I really didn’t figure I would have time to post this week, but I didn’t anticipate the dipshits at work would call me at 3:15am either. Stupid me.The survey is going well so far, as far as surveys go. The team leader gave us an exit interview before she left last night. She said things were going well there were “no major concerns but a couple of minor ones.” Heh. Who knows what the hell minor is in her book.So I get a call at 3:15 from a nursing assistant at work who wants to go home because she “has a sore throat”. So I asked her why the hell she was calling me and she says the nurse said she had too. Alrighty then..let me talk to the nurse.The nurse gets on the phone, a nurse that has been there for years. So I ask her the same question…why the hell she is calling me for a friggin sore throat. She says “I was told 6 months ago I couldn’t let anybody go home in the middle of the night without permission.” So at that point I had to ask her “Who in the hell told you that and why after 6 months are you following the damn friggin rule?”

She laughed. She must die.So anyway, I told her I’d be in to work in 2 hours, we’ll discuss it then.I hate hell week. My staff loses their minds.Ok. Not just my staff.Two days down, two to go.

I haven’t had a lot of time to put much thought into this but my daughter called me the other night, she informed me of something that is not sitting well.My son plays high school football and apparently the coaches this year are getting very mouthy in the locker rooms. Calling the kids “stupid fuckers”, “lazy ass fuckers”. I guess there is quite a list and these two coaches go on quite a rant.My son hasn’t complained to me, and he’s the type that would not. My told my daughter that it really pisses him off and he’s lost alot of respect for the coaches. To the point he wants to quit but loves football too much to do that.Any guys play high school sports and put up with this crap? My daughter is livid and wants to have a chat with these coaches. At this point I’ve told her not too…because I know how they take complaints out on the kid. Bullshit if they don’t. My son has had a bad enough year with losing his father to cancer. I just don’t want to bring any extra shit on his head.I’m really at a loss here for the moment. Any brilliant ideas? I personally want to fly back and tear their fucking heads off…but that’s a knee jerk reaction.

Well it’s over. Survey went good. A few tags but nothing big…a few minor issues. A nurse didn’t wash her hands at the appropriate time, a nursing assistant was standing to feed a patient, privacy curtains too short, paint chipped door frames. Minor things, and the surveyor didn’t give us a tag on the thief thing. We survived.I read all the responses to my previous question. I really got some great ideas. Thank you for doing my thinking for me. Tomorrow I’ll think about normal life stuff again…and bullshit blogging will commence.I have one thing on my mind now. Sleep.

I missed reading all my favorite bloggers this week. Since I woke up at 4am AGAIN I decided to catch up. I really missed some great posts this week. I do enjoy every single one of you.LittleA has been suffering through the pangs of childrens fund raising events…and maybe, just maybe the effects of female hormones.Andrew is dreaming about the daughter he never had, and could possibly lose. Someday I’ll have to post about the dream where I was a man. Now that’s was some scarey shit.Buffy is in mourning and dressing in black for her Cubs. I must of missed some baseball games this week.Stevie had so much funny shit, that I had no clue what to link. I think the cow gynecological exams tipped the bucket. I can’t wait for the calf pulling post this spring….I bet you’ll Stevie can explain that one for those of you who don’t know.DaGoddess has bilateral pneumonia. Hopefully she’s getting tons of rest and drinking lots of water. Get better soon Goddess.Phil is on a rant about fat lazy people. Just because of that I crossed the Ben & Jerry’s off the grocery list for today. I’m sure some time in the next two weeks I’ll curse you for that.Dean explains the shenanigans going on in the blogosphere by some hackers. He is also advocating teaching your children about guns. Been there, done that and would do it again. Ignorance about guns can be deadly.Now for…Death I have no clue where to start. You have masturbation, nipping out, metrosexual, benefits of fellatio and last but far from being the least cell phones. I have to go back and read it all again.Daria damnit has the new Clay CD and I’m jealous. Yes I like Clay, I like Reuben and I can live with your scorn.Gennie , now what can I say about Gennie that won’t make me sound catty and jealous? Nothing damn it! She’s got great hair, a great pedicure and she’s got a damn Halloween make over on her blog. If she keeps this shit up, she’s going off the blogroll.Geoffrey is dumping his girlfriend because she fucked up The Baseball Game. That’s right ladies he is eligible and he’s not retarded and he can cook. That alone gets him 2 points.The other Dawn shares 50 things about herself.Charles of Dustbury is house-a-hunting. I’m glad it’s you and not me, I hate moving.Lexxiblog has a great Rigatoni Beef Bake recipe posted. Rigatoni is my favorite pasta. Which reminds me I made rigatoni and Italian sausages Sunday and it’s been totally forgotten this week. Rally’s, Wendy’s and Off The Grill has been the meals of the day this week.Daniel at Lobowalk is calling all Dimwits. Of course I had to respond.Anna at Primal Purge is reminiscing about furniture polish. Ahh…I have a few of those memories too. Pledge rules.The Sage is just a little bit cranky this week….tread lightly.Sea Doc is Far From Perfect and I think that’s great.Tony is talking about why data is lost. Hmmm. In my business it’s called Alzheimers. Yeah, yeah…different data.Sgt. Hook is talking about big guns over on his blob blog.Kelley is vacationing and visiting Kate while I’m working my ass off. Somethings are just not fair.Erica is still unpacking from her move while trying to adjust to a night time work schedule. God I remember those days of working night shift. It just sucked. Oh..by the way, I still have boxes I never unpacked from my last move 3 years ago. Oh well.Deb has quit smoking and she’s going through withdrawals. Hang in there Deb. You can do it.LeeAnn has a public service announcement for women. Damn good advice too.Dax is turning into a long haired hippy freak who does karaoke. He just blew the shit out of my image of him. Just Damn!Tiger has some truths on blogging and gave me a few ideas in the process. I haven’t resorted to posting pictures of my breasts….yet. If at any time I say blogging is better than sex…someone please shoot me.Velociman you are so warped. I just love ya.