Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Mmmm....Shawarma

Had Shawarma tonight at, where else, the Shawarma King 2. There isn't an original. I think there was once, but no longer. I find it funny that they keep the 2. Probably some tax code thing. The beef-lamb shawarma sandwich with hummus inside was delicious.

Also, I signed up to take the police test in Massachusetts. Here, the state offers one test for everyone. One test to rule them all. Chuck sent around an e-mail asking people who was man enough to be Boston's finest. Now, this doesn't mean I'm going to be a cop. It really means that if I don't take this test, then I'll be too old to take the next one. Kinda sucks to be getting to the stage where you're too old to take a job.

Oh, and Boston apparently has some residency requirement to take the test for them, in which case I couldn't be a Boston cop. Which is sad, because that is one of the few places in MA that I would be a cop.

Oh, and I'm sure you have all seen this, but I hadn't yet and someone forwarded it to me when I was going nuts at work and I laughed. Which is good.

8 comments:

Galactichero said...

Lonely blog, bub.

Did I mention that I used to go to school outside of Boston for 3 years? I was a juvenile delinquent in boarding school with a bunch of other juvenile delinquents. Now the school focuses on speech impediments instead of psychoses. We used to listen to Bruins games on WVBZ. I get WVBZ on AM radio all the way down here. Craziness.

You'd be a cop in Boston up until the time you spent a winter night in Roxbury dodging gang crossfire. Then you'd be freezing in yer own urine.

Find the 7 foot tall raghead yet?

Tory Davis said...

Sadly, I believe the origami makes Rumsfeld *less* condescending. Yikes.

maleski said...

hmmm....interesting comments from galactichero. A friend of yours?

The Ten Angry Men said...

Great video. Hadn't seen it yet.

As for your potential career with the BPD - have at it. There is no problem in our inner city that a tall, gregarious, giggling redhead cannot solve. (As a rookie officer, your 1st assignment 9 months hence will be to draw the chalk outlines around the bullet-ridden corpses of the last remaining Guardian Angels.)

maikib said...

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Graham.

Graham was a boy in the way of all boys of his particular age. He loved trucks and sirens and anything with lights-- making the bustle of New York City particularly appealing.

But most of all, Graham loved firefighters and policemen. And not just any men in uniform, but NYC's bravest and finest. Somehow he knew even then that one day he'd too wear a uniform-- and that it would be for the finest-- and only the finest, in the nation.

Galactichero said...

... So he joined the girl scouts...

waks said...

I don't know why galactichero is picking on you, man. he seems very lonely.

Graham Campbell said...

Galactichero isn't so bad. He's just got a small social disorder. I think his house had a lot of lead based paint.