National Grid President Catching Flack for Taking Vacation as Irene Hit Massachusetts

Boston Herald - As Hurricane Irene thundered toward the East Coast last Thursday, the president of National Grid in Massachusetts was jetting off to Hawaii, where she stayed for four days even as the utility’s workers were ordered to cancel their vacations, a move that has prompted union jibes about hypocrisy. Company president Marcy Reed didn’t return to the storm-battered state until Tuesday afternoon. Yesterday, she insisted her tropical island getaway to celebrate her 25th wedding anniversary had nothing to do with the tens of thousands of customers who still remain in the dark — down from a storm high of half a million households that were left without power. “The fact that I was out of the state for five days had nothing to do with our storm restoration practices,” Reed told the Herald last night.

I don't really understand this, do people really expect Marcy Reed, President of National Grid, to be climbing up telephone polls during the middle of a hurricane? She's the president, she doesn't do that shit.  Her job is to delegate, and delegate she did. It's not like she's in the office every day overseeing some magical button that'll turn your power on and off, you guys know that.

People understand the role of executives, right? Get paid a shit ton of money, don't get your hands dirty, make tough decisions about who to lay off and who not to, ship a certain amount of your company's work to India every 6 months or so, and deny any direct involvement or knowledge for anything that goes wrong with your company even though you're supposedly the head. As long as Marcy is keeping up with those tasks then I'd say she's doing her job rather effectively.

I mean I didn't see President Obama or Gov. Patrick riding out Hurricane Irene on the Vineyard despite both being there during the week before hand, they weren't stocking up on water and hotdogs at Stop & Shop, and they certainly weren't in the car next to me waiting in the stand by line for hours at the Steamship Authority.  No, they both took flights off the Island the night before, they wanted to get the hell out of there, and no one gave them shit for running away.  If Marcy Reed had done anything else but get away for the week while Irene swept through town she would have faced the ridicule and mockery of her peer executives everywhere she went, would have been looked at like a commoner, or worse, an entry level employee.

Subsitute Teacher Buys Stolen Computer From Students, Sues Tracking Company for Recording Sex Chat

OHIO - An Ohio woman and her boyfriend from Boston are suing a laptop-tracking company that captured their sexually explicit chats and pictures in an effort to find out who stole the computer the woman was using. According to Wired.com, the laptop computer was stolen from a school in Ohio in 2008 by a student who sold to another student for $40. That student then sold it 52-year-old substitute teacher Susan Clements-Jeffrey. Clements-Jeffrey claims the student told her he no longer needed the computer after getting a new one. All of the school’s laptops have software installed that can track the computer if it is stolen which includes recording all of it’s images. The tracking company, Absolute Software, sent all of the data to local police including the teacher’s sexually explicit images and location data. Police then arrested Clements-Jeffrey after showing her the sexual images they received proving she was in possession of the stolen laptop. Charges were later dropped and Clements-Jeffrey insists she had no idea the computer was stolen.

How come more movies aren't made about substitute teachers? These transients are like the long haul truck drivers of the education system. In town for a day or two and then gone for weeks at a time. I feel like it's a fairly interesting life for a deviant like Clements-Jeffrey. If not full fledge featured films, I can't see how Lifetime hasn't found something here...the abused female sub at an innercity school, the male substitute taking advantages of girls at high schools within a 30 mile radius...seems like there's Lifetime gold here.

And Clements-Jeffrey can cut the shit about not knowing the laptop was stolen, last I knew high school students aren't in the business of pawning off laptops to teachers on the reg. Shit's a ridiculous defense. You knew it was stolen, you knew it had tracking software, and you knew someone would see you diddling yourself, and you know what, I think it turned you on. I think it turned you on to know someone else was watching, and I think you get a thrill out of other people knowing about it...why else sue? You could have just swept this under the carpet, turned in the laptop and be done with it, but that aint the road you took, you want the fame and attention, and short of releasing a homemade sex tape this is the best way you knew how. Open and shut case.

Best Hour and Half of TV Ever: The Last Cup: A Beer Pong Documentary

LAST CUP TEASER TRAILER from SACRED BULL MEDIA on Vimeo.

So I started watching this last night just as something to fall asleep to, hour and half later, I'm riveted, glued to the televsion, and frankly, a little sad it's all over.

I don't know exactly what I expected, but I certainly didn't expect an hour+ of the most compelling television I've seen this year, that's for sure. You've got the drama of competition, the semi-drunk people trying to give semi-serious interviews, and a bunch of socially inept people who obviously play beer pong daily in their parents basement (presumably with water, you know, just for practice) and take this shit wayyyyy to seriously.  For instance, meet Iceman:

Aside from being a dead Ringer for Jonah Hill (you know, back when he was fat an funny looking), he absolutely stole this show. The guy talks about Beer Pong the way novice Farmer Ray Kinsella talked about the Field of Dreams, such importance, such respect, so much admiration for the game and it's history.  He legit spent a few minutes talking about how he tutors younger players, and hopes he can impart his joy for the game on them, making their life all that much better. I didn't know whether to laugh hysterically or cry, it was equal parts hilarious and touching.

But at any rate, watching the whole documentary got me thinking, why doesn't someone run a beer pong tournament using the real rules that normal people use? You know, no elbow passed the table, no re-racking every single made cup (I was appalled), and no pulling cups (just as an added show of skill).  Is this something The Alt-Tab should be organizing? Maybe not a competitor to the World Series yet, but start out with some regional tournaments and grow this thing as the ballsy'er, true competition, as opposed to the mickey mouse version they're running out in Vegas right now?