I have to come up with a title?

So, I didn't write any blogs for a while, but I don't like it when my blogs are nothing but whining and worrying. I knew that was what it would be, since I was feeling so down and eating so many Tums.
Now I can start again. My job was threatened, but I managed to prove myself and get moved over to a different department of sorts. I could talk about that long ordeal and make cruel jokes about it, but it will just sound bitter. Rather, what I will say is that I realized that I am incredible at interviews. It's a gift. I have yet to have an interview and not get the job. I've been trying to figure out how I can get a job where all I do is answer interview questions. It would be kind of an anti-reporter. I seem to have narrowed it down to celebrity, politician or public relations professional.
So the day after I was offered the job, I was also named President of my local Toastmaster club. (On a side note, our club name is "Talk of the Town." I think that name is just terrific.) It doesn't mean too much, but I'll take it. I think this means I better get more consistent in giving speeches. I might use this as a venue to try out ideas for speeches. This of course requires both of you to give a little imput.
I should have clever things to write, and I kind of do, but I'm just editing myself today. That's dull. I wonder why I am doing that. I prefer it when I just try to say the most outrageous thing I can think of. Guess I will have to work on that. Eh, I just need more sleep...

I don't think I'm depressed....

I may not be depressed, but I think I may be a little too easily swayed by commercials. I was watching the Olympics, and judging the divers for looking miserable, (I conceal my insecurity of never having been very physically coordinated by making assumptions about the happiness level of the best of the physically coordinated people based on their appearance at their big event.) when this commercial came on. It was the commercial for depression medication. The video was of various people looking sad in dark lit rooms, while perhaps a loved one looked sadly on the first sad looking person. Meanwhile, minor chords slowing plod along on a piano, mournfully emphasizing the general mood. I sit on Cam's couch alone and continue to watch this sad commercial (Cam was in the computer room doing...something. I don't know. Looking at bills, measuring pictures, playing tetris...who knows? All I know is that he went in there for a minute or two, and I was alone...and suddenly so sad...) and begin to realize that I too sit alone in a dark lit room. The people in the commercial apparently have taken the medication by the end of the commercial and they seem to be doing...better? One guy opens some blinds, a woman is shopping and holding up fat jeans...and I still feel sad. I think things like I should open the blinds... (Sigh) Oh, that woman has to buy fat jeans? (Sigh) Oh that's sad... (Sigh) That must feel awful... (Sigh) Gosh, I feel...(sigh)...depressed. The commercial ends and suddenly the tv is brighter and happier, and I suddenly snap out of it. Wait! The blinds are closed because the windows face the tv. I wouldn't be able to see a thing! And hey! Who cares? I don't wear fat jeans! Wait! I'm not depressed...I'm just a little tired...
Anyway, guess I'm not depressed. But now I have a little reason to be. It looks like I won't have a job soon. The boss people want me to apply for a different position in our company, but like to remind me that lots of other people are applying...basically reminding me that although I am great at my job, I still don't get to keep it. It's frustrating.
Oh, and my apologies for leaving "the poll" going for too long. But really, only two of you take time to look at my actual blog, so no one sees it. And honestly, I'm only moderately clever. It takes time to think of something else to place there. Naked presidents came to me in my insomnia a while back, I don't know when something clever will come. I'll worry about it when I think people are actually looking at the blog and judging me. I do better under pressure. (Or maybe when I don't feel so...depressed...sigh...)

My Olympic Game

It is time for another one of my games! The Olympics are starting, and I am sure you are saying, "Yeah, the Olympics seem to unify the world with competition, but how can I bring the spirit of the Olympics into my household? How can I get my friends together and still compete?" Well, brace yourself, I have created the game for you.
We all know that the Olympics are hardly more than a parade of advertisements anymore. So, get your friends together, but instead of picking a country to cheer for, pick a company. The more advertising and promotion they get, the more points you get. So, just a rough guess on point systems:
A logo on clothing: 1 point
A logo on billboard/stadium/etc: 2 points
Audio mention by athlete or commentators: 4 points
TV Ad in between events: 8 points

Now, I'm just making this up, but you can change the exact points how you like. Now, you have your safe, easy bets. These include brands like Nike, Adidas, Reebok and Gatorade. If you are willing to back a bigger risk, go for a higher challenge, brands like Speedo, Puma, McDonald's and Coca Cola. If you really like a challenge, back a brand that doesn't have sports equipment or food. (I'm backing NBC/General Electric--I think that monster company is going to really outdo themselves in promoting.)
Go ahead, try it. Make it interesting. Put some money or some cheap trophy on the line.
Okay, I know. Some of you are still not satisfied, you need a drinking game. Well, there is the easy game...pick a country and anytime they win, take a drink (Experts can pick USA, Amateurs may want to stick to Canada). Or for a more interesting challenge, take a shot every time China is mentioned in a positive light. Rumor has it that NBC has a lot invested in making China look good.
Okay, there are your challenges. Let the games begin!