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You know...periodically indulging your adorable 2 year old niece to watch episodes of Pocoyo on your Netflix will significantly alter the sort of suggestions given to you by the software. You like gritty crime dramas and adorable children's programs...I have to imagine I'm on an FBI watch list now. Alas, these are the prices you pay to be a good kunka.

Pretty sure my direct supervisor REALLY REALLY dislikes me. The best rationale I've heard for this from co-workers is that the reason behind it might be simply because I'm white. Loathe as I am to think this might be the case it seems more logical than most explanations. I had a really good conversation with a lady who graduated in the same class as one of my favorite co-workers about how the hiring practices of the division don't make much difference if the changes don't start in administration. She is a former school teacher turned C.O. talk about a tough lady! Anyhoo, a Lieutenant that makes it a point to criticize you vocally in front of others based on your signature...probably doesn't much care for you. I don't care, it's work, I'm there to do my job to the best of my abilities and make money. If one man doesn't appreciate a competent hard working employee I'm sure someone in the building will. Also Blur are going to close out the Olympics this year and that is pretty badass!

The interesting point of working in a jail is that you reach a point where threats of physical violence don't even slightly phase you, this seems like in a real world application it may be problematic and lead me to testing people, but I'm really not that sort of cat, so I suppose that's a bridge I'll cross when I come to it. When a suspected murderer threatens you and you don't sweat it, you can't help but resent the random dude-bra who thinks he's a bad ass when he's drunk....restraint is key I suppose.

Well...I've done it...I've become an iPhone person. It was a calculated decision, I consulted with the biggest phone diva I've ever met in my life and it received his glowing recommendation. I know it's weird to refer to a man as a diva, but the way this guy is with phones it's pretty fitting. So my Blackberry is retired. The list of things I can do with the iPhone that I couldn't with the Blackberry is pretty small, but those things are pretty neat. I am an admitted nerd and when I synced my fancy new smart phone to my computer it offered up the ever so clever name of "James' iPhone" I of course rejected this and in an homage to Quantum Leap named the old girl "Ziggy" it's perhaps a reference that shall be lost on a lot of folks, but I think I prefer those references, shit that's some of the funniest stuff on Archer and that's saying a lot. Anyhoo, I need to get fitted for a tuxedo tomorrow prior to work and maybe buy a soldering iron if I have the time. Time to read some more Dawkins and go to bed soon though.

My friend Jimmy had his realtor call me the other day, he in turn gave me the number of a lady that handles loans, I suspect I'll give her a call on one of my off days coming up here. So many things to do on my two days off. Call a loan lady, I don't want to call her a shark yet, but I kinda do. Fix my Rickenbacker...all by my damn self! It seems to be a relatively simple job of a soldering iron, I'll buy one of those in the next day or two so I don't have to borrow my daddy's. Then on Tuesday I gotta cook for the fam and watch Justified...so...this being grown up shit keeps my days full. Problem solving is kinda what I do!

Gotta tell ya, this whole catching a cold every three weeks or so shit is getting old pretty quick. On the bright side I assume shortly here I will catch every feasible permutation of the common cold (or rhino virus, which could be an awesome metal band name) and then I'll never get another cold ever again, though more than likely that shan't be the case. It hasn't been bad, I mean they're colds and I'm not a total candy ass, it's just irritating to go through so many kleenex. (I totally opened the door to an obvious masturbation joke, I can't be they only one that caught that right?)

Had an odd thought on the drive home. Different animals taste different depending on their diet, for example grass fed beef versus grain fed beef. The same is true of venison or lamb meat, the taste can vary greatly based upon the local fauna upon which they nibble. Logically the same would be true of humans as well. So what I wonder is, in the areas in which cannibalism took off as compared to where it didn't if the true issue was the social mores and ethics of the people, or just the general tastiness of their fellow citizens...just food for thought.

Having a routine is an odd sort of animal. I think I find it equal parts comforting and loathsome. Weeks go by fast, days off go even faster and pay checks go somewhere in the middle. Is this being grown up?

I like to consider myself a rather calm and collected fellow, but low and behold from time to time you come across a person who knows all the wrong buttons to press. Long story short, there was a brief internet "flame war" (as they used to be called [and maybe still are]) the other day, which went from a snarky post that I assumed was directed at me, to a seemingly innocuous reply posted nearly 24 hours later by myself that surely would have gone through the cracks, were a reply not anticipated. It continued on Facebook for two more posts that night, then turned into her private messaging me and then finally texting me and ended with her saying "fuck you james..." and me saying adios, deleting all electronic traces of this former flame that I'd foolishly been keeping the most insanely casual of contact with for some reason. It was a forgone conclusion of how things were to ultimately turn out, but it kind of neatly put a bow on the whole long mess. It's a completely different life I'm leading now since I met the girl in question. Sometimes it's nice when a period in your life ends emphatically.

The other day I was talking to my brother in law, who is Dutch and he said that in the same day he read the 2011 murder statistics for both St. Louis City and the entirety of the Netherlands, he went on to state that the City of St. Louis (which has just under 350,000 citizens by the way) had 30 more homicides than the entire country of the Netherlands (which has just under 17,000,000 citizens). I told him, well...you know we're over achievers in St. Louis.