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Thursday, February 16, 2006
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Friday, February 03, 2006
Things That Piss Me Off:
The Kiss Cam
Who's genius idea is this? Let's turn the camera on unsuspecting people in the audience of a hockey game and make them engage in a public display of affection! This is an idea with no down side.
WRONG!!!
What if the couple you feature aren't even there together, but just happen to be seated next to each other? It could happen.
What if the couple is actually sitting next to each other, pointedly ignoring each other because they were arguing about some spilled chili fries?
What if they NEVER kiss in public?
What if she's underage and its a felony? Or he's underage and its a misdemeanor and a $50 fine?
Referring back to reason number one, what if its your buddies girlfriend and you've always harbored a huge crush on her, like that song Jesse's Girl?
What if they're really clueless enough to not realize they're on the JumboTron?
What if the couple is just embarassingly bad kissers?
There's about 603 more reasons why the Kiss Cam is a bad idea, but I think I've successfully argued my point. This is just another example of stupidity brought to us by the people self-appointed to be 'cute'. They make me want to vomit.
The Kiss Cam
Who's genius idea is this? Let's turn the camera on unsuspecting people in the audience of a hockey game and make them engage in a public display of affection! This is an idea with no down side.
WRONG!!!
What if the couple you feature aren't even there together, but just happen to be seated next to each other? It could happen.
What if the couple is actually sitting next to each other, pointedly ignoring each other because they were arguing about some spilled chili fries?
What if they NEVER kiss in public?
What if she's underage and its a felony? Or he's underage and its a misdemeanor and a $50 fine?
Referring back to reason number one, what if its your buddies girlfriend and you've always harbored a huge crush on her, like that song Jesse's Girl?
What if they're really clueless enough to not realize they're on the JumboTron?
What if the couple is just embarassingly bad kissers?
There's about 603 more reasons why the Kiss Cam is a bad idea, but I think I've successfully argued my point. This is just another example of stupidity brought to us by the people self-appointed to be 'cute'. They make me want to vomit.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Things That Piss Me Off:
I was riding along to Winnipeg on Monday night. It was late when we were approaching the city and the night was pitch black. The radio was our only entertainment and we were noting good songs so I could make a compilation CD for the guy that was doing the driving.
For the most part I knew the singer/band and the title of the songs that were coming up. However they played a new one that I'd never heard before. But do you think that they'd pause between songs to name the artist and song title, so I could put it on the list?
NO!!!
I hate that. The one time you need them to tell you the song title and they skip it. I wish there could be a rule that they couldn't play a song without telling you the artist and title, either before or after the song played.
I was riding along to Winnipeg on Monday night. It was late when we were approaching the city and the night was pitch black. The radio was our only entertainment and we were noting good songs so I could make a compilation CD for the guy that was doing the driving.
For the most part I knew the singer/band and the title of the songs that were coming up. However they played a new one that I'd never heard before. But do you think that they'd pause between songs to name the artist and song title, so I could put it on the list?
NO!!!
I hate that. The one time you need them to tell you the song title and they skip it. I wish there could be a rule that they couldn't play a song without telling you the artist and title, either before or after the song played.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Things That Piss Me Off:
You can spend countless hours, and thousands of dollars putting high tech equipment into a water treatment plant. All of these tools and devices provided to make the water plant automatic, sophisticated, and easy to use. Dollars are spent on top of dollars, with device working with device, all to create a seamless operating experience for the water treatment plant operator.
And what do you find when you check on the operator, sitting studiously at his computer terminal. A god damn game of solitaire is being played on his desktop INSTEAD of the sophisticated control system that is supposed to be on the machine.
You can spend countless hours, and thousands of dollars putting high tech equipment into a water treatment plant. All of these tools and devices provided to make the water plant automatic, sophisticated, and easy to use. Dollars are spent on top of dollars, with device working with device, all to create a seamless operating experience for the water treatment plant operator.
And what do you find when you check on the operator, sitting studiously at his computer terminal. A god damn game of solitaire is being played on his desktop INSTEAD of the sophisticated control system that is supposed to be on the machine.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Things That Piss Me Off:
Windows is so stupid. Pay attention as I outline all of the steps I carried out.
1. Opened Explorer
2. Opened my Word document
3. Clicked the Print button
4. Closed Word
It asked me if I wanted to save my changes. What changes!?! I just printed the document. Printing is not changing. Pay attention!!!
Windows is so stupid. Pay attention as I outline all of the steps I carried out.
1. Opened Explorer
2. Opened my Word document
3. Clicked the Print button
4. Closed Word
It asked me if I wanted to save my changes. What changes!?! I just printed the document. Printing is not changing. Pay attention!!!
Things That Piss Me Off:
I hate the song 'Big Yellow Taxi'. I suppose at one point it might have been an okay tune. I don't know, its original release pre-dates my interest in music. But it is not such a great song that it deserves the endless parade of cover versions that exist. It seems like every artist with even the slightest bent towards a nostalgic folksy-pop sound has to cover this song. It drives me up the wall.
I hate the song 'Big Yellow Taxi'. I suppose at one point it might have been an okay tune. I don't know, its original release pre-dates my interest in music. But it is not such a great song that it deserves the endless parade of cover versions that exist. It seems like every artist with even the slightest bent towards a nostalgic folksy-pop sound has to cover this song. It drives me up the wall.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
I was watching music videos on the weekend. I wanted to watch a movie, or sports, but at the particular time I was tuned in, there was nothing in either of those categories that I wanted to see. Thus I was relegated to MuchMusic.
It was a countdown show. One of the first videos I saw was the new one from Ashlee Simpson. Why on earth do they let this girl dance? She's got all the rhythm of a block of cement! And yet, they still let the girl twitch and jerk like an epileptic on LSD. For the love of god, someone stop the insanity.
It was a countdown show. One of the first videos I saw was the new one from Ashlee Simpson. Why on earth do they let this girl dance? She's got all the rhythm of a block of cement! And yet, they still let the girl twitch and jerk like an epileptic on LSD. For the love of god, someone stop the insanity.
Monday, January 16, 2006
I swear the people that work at Future Shop must be retarded.
I bought a dryer. I needed a dryer so I purchased one. However, I'm not a huge fan of doing the laundry so I'm not going to spend a lot of money to be able to do it. Thus I went to Future Shop. I suppose I doomed myself to their incompetence but at the time . . . it seemed like a good idea.
First of all they lose my dryer. How do you lose a dryer!?! I mean COME ON! Its a great big metal thing. It seems impossible to lose. One idiot went back to the store room THREE times and couldn't find it. It took Captain Wizard two trips to the back to eventually find the dryer. I'm standing there like a complete tool because I do want my dryer as these idiots keep going back, time after time, only to tell me its not there. Like I'm going to say 'oh, that's okay, you can just keep my $250.' Morons!
So they do, eventually, find the dryer. They didn't seem real thrilled with me that I insisted that it was back there. But the jackasses had taken my money so they damn well were going to give me my dryer. So what's their genius plan to get it into the back of my sister's truck? Why don't you just pull up front, into the FIRE lane, and we'll load it on there. Oh this is a good idea. Six hundred thousand people are trying to move around in this parking lot and we're going to clog up the fire lane loading a big-ass dryer. That was their genius plan and I was in no mood to spend any more time in Future Shop so we do it.
It still amazes me that they could have such a retarded plan to load a dryer. What if it had been a double wide refrigerator!?!
I bought a dryer. I needed a dryer so I purchased one. However, I'm not a huge fan of doing the laundry so I'm not going to spend a lot of money to be able to do it. Thus I went to Future Shop. I suppose I doomed myself to their incompetence but at the time . . . it seemed like a good idea.
First of all they lose my dryer. How do you lose a dryer!?! I mean COME ON! Its a great big metal thing. It seems impossible to lose. One idiot went back to the store room THREE times and couldn't find it. It took Captain Wizard two trips to the back to eventually find the dryer. I'm standing there like a complete tool because I do want my dryer as these idiots keep going back, time after time, only to tell me its not there. Like I'm going to say 'oh, that's okay, you can just keep my $250.' Morons!
So they do, eventually, find the dryer. They didn't seem real thrilled with me that I insisted that it was back there. But the jackasses had taken my money so they damn well were going to give me my dryer. So what's their genius plan to get it into the back of my sister's truck? Why don't you just pull up front, into the FIRE lane, and we'll load it on there. Oh this is a good idea. Six hundred thousand people are trying to move around in this parking lot and we're going to clog up the fire lane loading a big-ass dryer. That was their genius plan and I was in no mood to spend any more time in Future Shop so we do it.
It still amazes me that they could have such a retarded plan to load a dryer. What if it had been a double wide refrigerator!?!
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Things That Piss Me Off:
There are two sizes of calendars in the calendar store that always opens at Christmas time. There is the great big calendars, that are about a foot square, and the smaller size ones that are maybe 6 inches square. The smaller ones are much better to hang at work, because they're more inobtrusive, and don't take up wall space. But they never have any good ones in the small sizes. Its all puppies, and kittens, and stupid nature landscapes. I suppose they must be popular but couldn't you at least publish a few that are more pop culture oriented?
There are two sizes of calendars in the calendar store that always opens at Christmas time. There is the great big calendars, that are about a foot square, and the smaller size ones that are maybe 6 inches square. The smaller ones are much better to hang at work, because they're more inobtrusive, and don't take up wall space. But they never have any good ones in the small sizes. Its all puppies, and kittens, and stupid nature landscapes. I suppose they must be popular but couldn't you at least publish a few that are more pop culture oriented?
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Monday, January 09, 2006
I could stand to catch a break.
I refuse to get despondent about my lack of success lately but, things aren't going well. Today's fiasco came in two parts. On one hand I was trying to get my prized project, my special little undertaking, to operate the way I wanted it to. In the end I failed. It is going to work in a fashion, but not in the one I wanted. The modulating valve to control waste flow does NOT work and had to be abandoned. The variable frequency drive is not being signal controlled by the control system. My acid chemical pump is not connected, as I was unable to get the control system to vary the operating signal it was supposed to send to it. I'm missing a housing for a pH sensor, one of my pressure transducers is on backorder and I have no idea where my caustic pump currently is located. On top of that I still haven't had a chance to try and log the performance data from the system automatically.
Despite all of that I am keeping my spirits up.
Nonetheless, more personal issues are also going poorly. Someone at worked as me to attempt to get some concert tickets for them. Now I can do this, by asking a favor of a good friend. As he is a good friend, he made an effort to oblige. However, what neither of us anticipated was the over-eager-ness of the intended concert-goer. She has not been quite as quietly appreciative as we'd have liked and that's causing stress. Luckily the concert is soon so I hope we can weather the last of this storm.
Monday nights are rarely heart-warming. I take comfort in the warmth of the house I own. I find warmth in the contentment of a good job. I gather content from the family and friends that still reach out to contact me.
Good night all, and I wish that you find your own cheer as you face obstacles.
I refuse to get despondent about my lack of success lately but, things aren't going well. Today's fiasco came in two parts. On one hand I was trying to get my prized project, my special little undertaking, to operate the way I wanted it to. In the end I failed. It is going to work in a fashion, but not in the one I wanted. The modulating valve to control waste flow does NOT work and had to be abandoned. The variable frequency drive is not being signal controlled by the control system. My acid chemical pump is not connected, as I was unable to get the control system to vary the operating signal it was supposed to send to it. I'm missing a housing for a pH sensor, one of my pressure transducers is on backorder and I have no idea where my caustic pump currently is located. On top of that I still haven't had a chance to try and log the performance data from the system automatically.
Despite all of that I am keeping my spirits up.
Nonetheless, more personal issues are also going poorly. Someone at worked as me to attempt to get some concert tickets for them. Now I can do this, by asking a favor of a good friend. As he is a good friend, he made an effort to oblige. However, what neither of us anticipated was the over-eager-ness of the intended concert-goer. She has not been quite as quietly appreciative as we'd have liked and that's causing stress. Luckily the concert is soon so I hope we can weather the last of this storm.
Monday nights are rarely heart-warming. I take comfort in the warmth of the house I own. I find warmth in the contentment of a good job. I gather content from the family and friends that still reach out to contact me.
Good night all, and I wish that you find your own cheer as you face obstacles.
Friday, January 06, 2006
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Wednesday, December 21, 2005
6:30 on a the last Wednesday before a Christmas vacation and I'm still in the office. That sounds about typical.
Its been a decent week so far. My garage is getting to look like something so I'm feeling enthusiastic about that. Not that there's been any other great successes to report but a general sense of positivity is permeating my mind. That and a lot of questions. I asked a lot of questions today.
Okay, I'm officially weird. Good night!
Its been a decent week so far. My garage is getting to look like something so I'm feeling enthusiastic about that. Not that there's been any other great successes to report but a general sense of positivity is permeating my mind. That and a lot of questions. I asked a lot of questions today.
Okay, I'm officially weird. Good night!
Monday, December 19, 2005
Sunday, December 18, 2005
I've spent a lot of time thinking about things lately. I've had occasion to consider the circumstances of my life and I am forced to admit that after a year of attempts, I have not accomplished any of the things that I wanted for this year. This has caused me to reach a conclusion.
I need an adventure.
I listen to the conversation among people and they always have exploits to share. Wild times that they've gone though and how its shaped their life. I don't have any stories. I play it safe, cut my risks, and end up boring. I don't want to be boring.
But because I'm the Ned Flanders of adventure, I don't know where to start. Please forward to me any suggestions you might have for an adventure I should undertake. I think I've had my fill of childish fun, since I've spent nearly the entirety of my existence fostering my inner child. I've missed out on the formative hijinks. What stupid fun should I be having to fulfill my sense of inadequacy.
I need an adventure.
I listen to the conversation among people and they always have exploits to share. Wild times that they've gone though and how its shaped their life. I don't have any stories. I play it safe, cut my risks, and end up boring. I don't want to be boring.
But because I'm the Ned Flanders of adventure, I don't know where to start. Please forward to me any suggestions you might have for an adventure I should undertake. I think I've had my fill of childish fun, since I've spent nearly the entirety of my existence fostering my inner child. I've missed out on the formative hijinks. What stupid fun should I be having to fulfill my sense of inadequacy.
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Thursday, December 08, 2005
I swear I will never understand Wal-Mart.
I just wanted some pop. A nice, easy and should have been quick trip into the store for ONE itme. But nothing about Wal-Mart can be quick, easy or painless.
First of all I can't find the god damn pop. Every other bloody Wal-Mart in the world looks exactly like all the rest. This one had to have the damn grocery section off in a different spot. FINE, whatever. So I get the pop. Not without having to maneuver around idiots in shopping carts. (Don't EVEN get me started on shopping carts. People that come to the mall in the winter and get a shopping cart JUST for their coat drives me right up the wall) So I want to pay for my purchase and get the hell out of Dodge. Can that be simple? HELL NO!!! Its bloody Christmas season and true to form Wal-Mart is skimping on the staff and every singe line is 4 deep with idiots buying a month's worth of supplies.
Do you know what I actually heard someone say, as I was hunting for the pop. I'm going to have to paraphrase a little as the exact comment eludes me but it went something like this. "But its 4 cents cheaper her then at Shoppers' FOUR CENTS CHEAPER!?! Is your world going to be that rocked that you can price shop for FOUR cents? Come on people. Buy the crap and go home. Wal-Mart is evil.
I just wanted some pop. A nice, easy and should have been quick trip into the store for ONE itme. But nothing about Wal-Mart can be quick, easy or painless.
First of all I can't find the god damn pop. Every other bloody Wal-Mart in the world looks exactly like all the rest. This one had to have the damn grocery section off in a different spot. FINE, whatever. So I get the pop. Not without having to maneuver around idiots in shopping carts. (Don't EVEN get me started on shopping carts. People that come to the mall in the winter and get a shopping cart JUST for their coat drives me right up the wall) So I want to pay for my purchase and get the hell out of Dodge. Can that be simple? HELL NO!!! Its bloody Christmas season and true to form Wal-Mart is skimping on the staff and every singe line is 4 deep with idiots buying a month's worth of supplies.
Do you know what I actually heard someone say, as I was hunting for the pop. I'm going to have to paraphrase a little as the exact comment eludes me but it went something like this. "But its 4 cents cheaper her then at Shoppers' FOUR CENTS CHEAPER!?! Is your world going to be that rocked that you can price shop for FOUR cents? Come on people. Buy the crap and go home. Wal-Mart is evil.
Friday, December 02, 2005
Can someone please explain to me why I'm having so much trouble with MSN lately? Here I am again, trying to log in and have it tell me the service is not available. I know that to be false because I am able to log in under a different Hotmail address that I have created. So what gives? Is this just Bill out to get me or what?
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
I was reading this article earlier today about car theft in Canada. Among the top 10 cars most frequently stolen in Canada, 4 of the leaders were variants of the Honda Civic. The article went on to say that the most commonly stolen vehicles were those that did not have an ignition immobilizer.
This got me to thinking . . .
Why would you steal a Civic? I mean, REALLY!?!
The Civic is a stupid, clunky barget basement piece of foreign garbage. If you're going to break the law and steal a car, at least target something good. Immobilizer or not, go after something flashy and worth grabbing, like a Lexus or a sports car of some kind. Sure its probably harder to do but since when was anything good easy?
This got me to thinking . . .
Why would you steal a Civic? I mean, REALLY!?!
The Civic is a stupid, clunky barget basement piece of foreign garbage. If you're going to break the law and steal a car, at least target something good. Immobilizer or not, go after something flashy and worth grabbing, like a Lexus or a sports car of some kind. Sure its probably harder to do but since when was anything good easy?
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Monday, November 28, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Friday, November 25, 2005
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Can someone explain to me how you can take as talented an actress and Natalie Portman, and reduce her to the relevance of a porcelain figurine?
I'm watching Star Wars Episode III. This is the same girl I watched in Garden State a couple of weeks ago, and she lit up the movie with characer. In this she's just a china doll to put obscure hair styles on, and make her say stupid lines. Its a crime.
This is a good story. A little better execution in certain spots would have carried a long way. Not the least of which is a better use of the talented Ms. Portman.
I'm watching Star Wars Episode III. This is the same girl I watched in Garden State a couple of weeks ago, and she lit up the movie with characer. In this she's just a china doll to put obscure hair styles on, and make her say stupid lines. Its a crime.
This is a good story. A little better execution in certain spots would have carried a long way. Not the least of which is a better use of the talented Ms. Portman.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Friday, November 18, 2005
I had the strangest dream last night.
First of all, I was on vacation. But it was no place I'd ever been before. I think it was Mexico, or supposed to be Mexico, but I have this recollection of being just off the coast of Florida. It was a lush, tropical location. The resort layout was kind of strange, or at least nothing I was used to. All the cabins were along the ocean front, and you walked from place to place through the bushes, along this wood sidewalk.
That's not what was strange.
First of all, I was there alone, while everyone else was with someone. That depressed me but whatever. My cousin Bruce was there, but I've never travelled with him. I was bunking with Cowan, but he wasn't there alone, so I didn't quite understand that. Plus, I knew all these people were on the trip but I could never find anyone. I was always on the beach alone.
Somehow I'd hurt my hands so I was leaving the beach a lot to go re-wrap them with gauze. I didn't understand that at all.
Here's the weird part. I went walking on this open land that actually resembled a golf course a lot, but no one was playing golf. Suddenly, out of the pond started walking this huge lizards. But the silly thing was, they didn't look leathery and 'real' like you'd expect. They were all wildly colored and vaguely cartoonish. Actually, they were painted up like you'd expect to see video game monsters.
Now I get all excited about these monsters and go looking for my friends. I find them, and they assure me I must be over-reacting and completely wrong. So I take them back to where I find the monsters and they all freak out when they realize that I'm right. So we're running from place to place in this resort, and the whole place is over-run with cartoon-like dinosaur monsters.
I think that dream ended when I woke up in a start because I had the blankets wrapped around my leg. Then I had another dream that I was living in my new house, but it was actually attached to the house I live in, in Central Butte. But the stupid part was that the houses were only joined, with an indoor walkway, through the attic. And the door to get from one to the other was this solid steel door, with a massive hydraulic contraption for opening it. And to add final insult to the injury of using it, it was only about half the regular height of a regular door.
I think I need to lay off the cheap drugs.
First of all, I was on vacation. But it was no place I'd ever been before. I think it was Mexico, or supposed to be Mexico, but I have this recollection of being just off the coast of Florida. It was a lush, tropical location. The resort layout was kind of strange, or at least nothing I was used to. All the cabins were along the ocean front, and you walked from place to place through the bushes, along this wood sidewalk.
That's not what was strange.
First of all, I was there alone, while everyone else was with someone. That depressed me but whatever. My cousin Bruce was there, but I've never travelled with him. I was bunking with Cowan, but he wasn't there alone, so I didn't quite understand that. Plus, I knew all these people were on the trip but I could never find anyone. I was always on the beach alone.
Somehow I'd hurt my hands so I was leaving the beach a lot to go re-wrap them with gauze. I didn't understand that at all.
Here's the weird part. I went walking on this open land that actually resembled a golf course a lot, but no one was playing golf. Suddenly, out of the pond started walking this huge lizards. But the silly thing was, they didn't look leathery and 'real' like you'd expect. They were all wildly colored and vaguely cartoonish. Actually, they were painted up like you'd expect to see video game monsters.
Now I get all excited about these monsters and go looking for my friends. I find them, and they assure me I must be over-reacting and completely wrong. So I take them back to where I find the monsters and they all freak out when they realize that I'm right. So we're running from place to place in this resort, and the whole place is over-run with cartoon-like dinosaur monsters.
I think that dream ended when I woke up in a start because I had the blankets wrapped around my leg. Then I had another dream that I was living in my new house, but it was actually attached to the house I live in, in Central Butte. But the stupid part was that the houses were only joined, with an indoor walkway, through the attic. And the door to get from one to the other was this solid steel door, with a massive hydraulic contraption for opening it. And to add final insult to the injury of using it, it was only about half the regular height of a regular door.
I think I need to lay off the cheap drugs.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Do you ever encounter something and you can't help asking - what's the point?
I'm downloading drivers for a computer today. And every driver I want to download comes with a 19 page document prefacing the download button. WHY!?! Nobody reads these things. I mean NOBODY. We all just scroll down and click Accept.
At least have the decency to put the Accept button at the top. Think of those people without scroll mouses.
I'm downloading drivers for a computer today. And every driver I want to download comes with a 19 page document prefacing the download button. WHY!?! Nobody reads these things. I mean NOBODY. We all just scroll down and click Accept.
At least have the decency to put the Accept button at the top. Think of those people without scroll mouses.
Monday, November 14, 2005
I swear people must be stupid.
On one day you will have them bitching sulfuriously about the price of gas. The commentary will be that high gas prices are the ruination of society. We will be completely bankrupt by ruthless corporations bent solely on stealing our hard earned money.
Then another day when its only modestly cold, they will start their vehicle 15 minutes before they intend to go home so that the interior can be warm when they get in.
On one day you will have them bitching sulfuriously about the price of gas. The commentary will be that high gas prices are the ruination of society. We will be completely bankrupt by ruthless corporations bent solely on stealing our hard earned money.
Then another day when its only modestly cold, they will start their vehicle 15 minutes before they intend to go home so that the interior can be warm when they get in.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Friday, November 11, 2005
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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Monday, November 07, 2005
Friday, November 04, 2005
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Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday, October 29, 2005
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
I think they ruined Mountain Dew.
I used to really like it. It was sweet, had a nice citrus bite to it, and even if it got warm it was still palatable. Now it has a weird, icky taste to it. I'm not sure how to describe it actually. Its lost its fresh, citrus bit and instead has an almost bitter finish to it. I don't like it at all.
Why do they gotta ruin good things in the name of innovation? You'd think they'd all have realized the folly of doing that with New Coke. But here they are, putting stuff in the drinks in an effort to make 'new' products. We don't NEED new products. Just leave the good ones alone and let us enjoy them.
Progress pisses me off.
I used to really like it. It was sweet, had a nice citrus bite to it, and even if it got warm it was still palatable. Now it has a weird, icky taste to it. I'm not sure how to describe it actually. Its lost its fresh, citrus bit and instead has an almost bitter finish to it. I don't like it at all.
Why do they gotta ruin good things in the name of innovation? You'd think they'd all have realized the folly of doing that with New Coke. But here they are, putting stuff in the drinks in an effort to make 'new' products. We don't NEED new products. Just leave the good ones alone and let us enjoy them.
Progress pisses me off.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Yesterday was a screwed up day. I got possession of my house. After the long, arduous battle it finally became mine. Then I was at once both excited and terrified. I muddled my way through it somehow and started moving.
That was a weird experience too. I didn't have a plan for it. I just walked into a room full of clutter, started rifling things into a box, and hauled it over. In a more detached frame of mind I can see how that isn't the most efficient way to accomplish the task. But I wanted to DO something, and just stuffing boxes wasn't going to satisfy me. So I packed, and hauled and repeated. Then I took a look around my new house and nearly had a heart attack. How am I going to fit everything into this tiny little place!?!
It looks a little better today. I took some stuff out of boxes and put it on shelves. Even that wasn't very orderly and I can make it more tidy. I have more hope today, then I had yesterday, that I can make this new place work. But its not going to be a walk in the park. I'm going to have to trim and be ruthless in what I keep and what I discard. I don't have the space I had before. Maybe when I build the addition I can expand but that's probably not happening until the spring.
Its going to be a crowded winter.
That was a weird experience too. I didn't have a plan for it. I just walked into a room full of clutter, started rifling things into a box, and hauled it over. In a more detached frame of mind I can see how that isn't the most efficient way to accomplish the task. But I wanted to DO something, and just stuffing boxes wasn't going to satisfy me. So I packed, and hauled and repeated. Then I took a look around my new house and nearly had a heart attack. How am I going to fit everything into this tiny little place!?!
It looks a little better today. I took some stuff out of boxes and put it on shelves. Even that wasn't very orderly and I can make it more tidy. I have more hope today, then I had yesterday, that I can make this new place work. But its not going to be a walk in the park. I'm going to have to trim and be ruthless in what I keep and what I discard. I don't have the space I had before. Maybe when I build the addition I can expand but that's probably not happening until the spring.
Its going to be a crowded winter.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Friday, October 14, 2005
Today was a momentous day. I went to the lawyer's. The long, painful battle that has been my quest to purchase a house crossed what should be its last obstacle. I signed the documents to confirmed my mortgage.
But, as with every step in this struggle, this one was not without incident. I get to the lawyers, expecting to make my down payment and I hear from the guy (who was disarmingly jovial, and not what I expected for a lawyer) that the bank wants to put up the purchase price of the house. Thus threw me for a loop because then why was it so important that I find 25%, if they weren't going to take it off the top. We eventually got that sorted out, and the bank is covering my $7500.
Soon I will be a home owner!!
But, as with every step in this struggle, this one was not without incident. I get to the lawyers, expecting to make my down payment and I hear from the guy (who was disarmingly jovial, and not what I expected for a lawyer) that the bank wants to put up the purchase price of the house. Thus threw me for a loop because then why was it so important that I find 25%, if they weren't going to take it off the top. We eventually got that sorted out, and the bank is covering my $7500.
Soon I will be a home owner!!
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
I'm having an introspective afternoon. I don't know why but my mind has turn to the disappointments and letdowns of the recent past. I made an oath at the beginning of this year and despite my best efforts, its looking like I'm going to fail in that pledge. And that bothers me. So I was trying to think of things I could do that might have the possibility of redeeming this rather lackluster year.
As this long weekend comes to a close, I have developed another of my infamous Blog Questions Of The Day:
What activities belong on a list of one's that everyone should experience at least once in their life?
As this long weekend comes to a close, I have developed another of my infamous Blog Questions Of The Day:
What activities belong on a list of one's that everyone should experience at least once in their life?
