Tag: The Nate Way

Observations Like I’m Bankrupt of Ideas

Today, just a few minutes ago, as I was driving home from work, I hit a small traffic jam (about ten cars). As I sat and pondered the reason for this miniature jam, I saw a chicken walk out between the two rows of cars. That's right, the flow of traffic in North Tampa was temporarily halted because a chicken crossed the road. I don't even have a joke here.

Work Related

I just had a meeting with my boss. From that meeting, we developed the following new office rule (the sixth since I started): there is to be no sleeping in the office during business hours. This rule was put in place because, last week, I slept four hours in the break room after a particularly wild night of drinking. <br />

Friends That Know Ya

While visiting my friend and former roommate, Doug, in New York a few weeks back, I stopped by his ex-girlfriend's wedding reception because I was invited. I had spoken to Doug's ex about six times since we graduated college. Once every three years or so she sends a Christmas card to my mom's house, which always makes for some variation of the following phone conversation:<br />

The Snippets Need Direction

Me: What's your favorite beer?<br />Blake: That's a tough one. I mean, I'm a huge fan of cold beer, but I'm also kind of partial to free beer. <br /><br />Me: I meant your favorite brand. What's your favorite brand of beer?<br />Blake: You see, I don't like to pigeonhole myself like that. I'm not the kind of guy who defines himself by the brand of beer I piss.

It’s Finally Over

<p>Well, the World Cup is finally finished. No disrespect to Court Sullivan and all the other people out there who love watching soccer, but well, I'm glad the damn thing is over.<br />

Guys are Stubborn

Almost eleven years ago, my friend Pythagoras pissed in a water bong and handed it to my friend, Fireplug, who smoked it while a room full of people laughed heartily.<br /><br />"What the fuck is so funny?" Fireplug asked as his friends guffawed relentlessly.<br /><br />"Nothing," said my friend, Brickmaster. "They just packed some seeds in there. Let me pack you a fresh one."<br />

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