Here art thy!Well, indeed the Captain has been quite busy with the white collar anarchy that keeps the bills paid, but I was happy to see that he was missed. Back to the first person, I admit, the yuppie thing may be a close representation of my "normal" self, yet I think this tag has some negative stigma attached to it. I am not one in corporate America to try to "bring the man down" or "beat the system," but I like to challenge appropriate and intelligent thinking at all levels of the heirarchical food chain. Annual reveiws are a particularly amusing time for such challenges as there is usually untold anymosity between some jackass that really has no idea what you have or can accomplish(ed) in a given timeframe or set of tasks, and you really have no appreciation for the fact that big tits and brown noses really reap the rewards to be sprinkled by management.
Aside from this, it really is great to have a job, really. As crappy as a day can be, I remember back a couple of years when I went into my first retirement due to a "decruiting" effort by Ernst & Young. Well, depite much of this "outcounselling" coming as a result of one partner, name unwithheld to protect this innocent (Brad Hall-married/kids), was sleeping with my project manager, name also unwithheld for those that need an easy lay (Michelle LeRoy-single/great head), and then BANG, I was let go - despite this, I love being back in the swing of things. Money is good.
However, the Captain Heinous persona has evolved over the years and by the time I met Freshmilk and Hardcore, I was ready to go into hiding for some time. But those guys and I had a great time together in an otherwise mundane job, but in a great venue on the client's (your) dollar. Whenever each of our respective creative energies came together, a synergy of sheer and apocolyptic amusement erupted. A comicly grotesque firing of the creative synapses. Drinks helped too, but there were also others that I met like Ape and the Rev. Suddenly, Lowbar was formed, this is what is Lowbar.
