Things That Piss Me Off

Some idiot gave me a parking ticket today. And the annoying thing about that is, it wasn't for having an expired meter. This model citizen took it upon himself to write me up for having expired tags on my license plate. I guess he hadn't been able to tag anyone for a real parking ticket that hour, so to make his quota he had to write me up on a trumped up charge. Granted, somewhere along the line my sticker for Nov 06 fell off, but still I think its awfully chicken-hearted to go outside of his duly appointed duty just to mess up my day. Yes, its probably within his discretion to write the ticket but let's be real. He's supposed to be writing parking tickets not fleecing the masses for any indescretion he might realize. Is this the same jerk that's going to flag me down for a jaywalking ticket.

People are idiots.

I have a question.

Why have all the essential PC utilities gotten so incredibly bloated? I was on a new computer today and needed to open a PDF file. I went online to get Acrobat Reader. Its a freakin' 21 MB download! What the hell is that? I just want to read a PDF. What the hell was wrong with the simple, basic package that let me do that?

This has gotten out of control. Stop plugging up the software with useless crap! Leave it simple and basic so it doesn't take an hour to download. Geesh!

Dibco Underground
UMA Engineering
Wheatheart Manufacturing
March Consulting
Suncorp Valuations
Central Water Conditioning

and then . . .

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Blog Song Of The Day:

Evanescence - My Immortal

I've had this movie quote in my head all day. Its not really applicable to my situation as the actual quote is about love, relationships and sexual orientation and the ambiguity that goes along with it. If you've seen the movie, you'll recognize the emotion that was portrayed in the moment it was said. And the last half of the last sentence really sums up, for me, how my life has changed in the last day.

So if Kevin Smith will forgive me, I'd like to quote 'Chasing Amy' for you now:

Oh, it's that simple? You fall in
love with me and want a romantic
relationship, nothing changes for you
with the exception of feeling hunky-
dorey all the time. But what about-
me? It's not that simple, is it? I
can't just get into a relationship
with you without throwing my whole
fucking world into upheaval!

It took an extra year but . . .

Mama I'm comin' home

I know they mean well, but don't you hate it when the kid that's pumping your gas cleans the windows, and does a really piss-poor job of it?

I was in the country today. That means, dirt roads, bugs, and all that goes with being off the highway grid. Consequently my truck was (and still is) a mess. I pulled into Wynyard and decided to stop for some gas. I didn't think anything of it when I left the kid at the Co-op to fill the tank. I was thirsty and needed to decide on what I wanted to drink.

Witness my consternation when I come back out and get in the truck after paying 113.9 cents a liter for my gas, and the front window is a smeared mess of bug gut remnants. I know he was just doing his job, and he certainly meant well by cleaning my windows. But if you're gonna do the job, can't you take the extra two seconds it takes to make sure that the job you do, is actually a good one. Driving right into the sun I did not need a smeared up mess of bug guts on the screen in front of me.

Blog Question Of The Day:

How does a restaurant decide what is going to be the 'special' for that day?

Blog Survey Of The Day:

What's your favorite online content? (What website do you check the most often?)

What's your favorite offline content? (what file(s) on your local machine do you look at the most often?)

Blog Word Of The Day:

gank

Blog Song Of The Day:

Godsmack - Serenity

Blog Question Of The Day:

Is it mathematically possible for every team in a major professional sports league (NBA, NHL, CFL, etc) to finish with exactly the same record?

And if so, how do they break the painful logjam that would ensue?

If a touchpad mouse was actually a good idea, don't you think they'd have built them into regular keyboards by now?

I'm sure this is probably getting old but I need something explained to me.

Why does the world care so much about the nature of Katie Holmes upcoming childbirth? Since when did stuff like this matter to us? So what if she wants to pay heed to the idiotic rituals of a half-baked excuse for a religion! This shouldn't be something with which we occupy our time, or our print media.

Yes, the concept of 'silent birth' is asinine. Or 'quiet birth' as the media has been forced to re-christen it, as their initial ravings on the subject were countered by proponents of Scientology. Is the 'religon' of Scientology stupid and moronic? Yes it is. But unless I'm mistaken we all agreed to leave persecution on the basis of religion behind us. It is unevolved to make fun of someone's pursuit of faith. Even if we think the faith is puerile and baseless.

Leave it alone. We shouldn't care if Katie Holmes wants to be duped. She's happy and I'm sure the child will be loved and well cared. If they want to foolhardily try and hold the passage in solemn reflection that's there business. Maybe it'll pay off and the baby won't cry as much when its small. Who are we to say it won't work?

I need something explained to me.

Why is it important that everything get shredded? I don't understand this. You give someone a shredder by their desk and every piece of paper they don't want anymore has to be shredded. Why!?! Can you not put it in a recycle bin and maybe use it as scrap paper? Or just leave it a refuse piece of paper? What's really accomplished by shredding it into little strips? I don't understand this.

Grant's Birthday Wish:

An honest kiss from a beautiful girl.

Blog Definition Of The Day:

Satyriaris - Uncontrollable sexual desire in a man's behavior

Can someone please explain to me what the point would be of closed captioning American Idol?

Should I get one of these?


hot tub

I was sitting in my living room yesterday at lunch looking for something to watch on TV. I don't get many channels at the current time because my satellite dish is improperly aligned. One channel I do get is WGN from Chicago. They were playing the Cubs season opener at Wrigley Field. This brought to mind for me the question, who should my MLB team be, now the the Expos have been cruelly excised.

Should I adopt the Chicago Cubs as MY team?

whack bag

I want to alert all of my blog readers to a culinary classic that for the most part remains hidden in obscurity, long from the lights of celebrity. And this which I speak of is the Quiznos beef deep sandwich. While an unassuming name, trust me friends when I tell you that the delight to the pallete is not to be overlooked. It is sheer delight to the senses. Quiznos has been strong on chicken sandwiches, and I've taken to their savory delights on many an occasion. Now the masters at Quiznos have trained their skills on the beef line of sandwiches. And their attempts have been an unqualified home run. I look forward to my next meal and the chance to sample another beef sandwich sure to thrill the senses, a prime rib sandwich.

That's all from me. Now its back to the kitchen for more scrumptiousness.

And now, just for Cowan!

Blog Song Of The Day:

Chingy - Balla Baby

Blog Tip Of The Day:

If you need to e-mail someone at STC, don't put the word -pussy- in your email. Their spam filter will bounce it.

I had a strange dream last night.

I was driving ATV's around Warman. I met my cousin Bruce for lunch at a Subway. Then afterwards I was just driving around Warman looking for the computer store he was supposed to be working in. But he took the afternoon to go golfing, so he wasn't there. The computer store turned out to be in the back of a drug store on a side street.

After that I ended up chasing these people on other ATV's that were devil worshippers. I was something like a police officer, but only for capturing satanists. I partied up with some other people and eventually we caught enough of them that we could have a softball game.

I'm not sure why we wanted to have a softball game but we did. We played on a field that was too small so everyone was hitting towering shots deep into the outfield. The 'home run' line was putting it over the railway track that was in the outfield.

The team I was on should have been the winner but we ended up way behind and needed 18 runs in the last two innings to force a tie. There were several people from my childhood on the team I was playing on. We were just coming up to bat in the second to last inning when I woke up.

Can anyone think of a cheap, easy way to get the elevation along the length of my driveway?

Blog Song Of The Day:

Neverending White Lights - This Longing

Blog F.Y.I.

Rudy Huxtable grew up NICE

I spent 20 minutes trying to get to Credit Union Centre. What the hell is up with that? How is it that they make the right decision, and build the arena in the north end and then completely bollux the traffic routing into the facility? I don't get it. It was a playoff hockey game. Yes, there was nearly 8000 people at the game. But come on! I shouldn't need 20 minutes to get into the parking lot. That's just crazy.

Color me unimpressed.

P.S. The Blades sucks.

Today was a red letter day!

I finished the last of my contractor improvements to my house. Well actually, I didn't do anything to reach this point, but I shepherded things to this point. The plumbers were in today to move the water lines for my washing machine to the back of the house where I intend to do laundry from now on. By lunch everything was hooked up and the final puzzle piece was in place.

I monkeyed around with some stuff after work tonight. Since the garage addition is finished, for the most part, I put some stuff back there. And of course I moved the laundry equipment to its final spot.

Its good to be done!

Is it illegal to steal from someone that is trying to scam you?

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you could add one hour to your day, what would you spend it doing?

It doesn't matter how much sleep you get before you do it, getting up at 5:30 sucks.

Blog Song Of The Day:

Gob - Give Up The Grudge

Who picked the size of the perforations on a roll of toilet paper? Did you ever take a look at how small one square of toilet paper is? I had some time to contemplate this question this evening. I looked into it. One square of toilet paper is approximately the size of a Post-It note. A Post-It note!!! How can you get any business done with that much paper?

Things That Piss Me Off:

I really hate when you watch curling and they say 'Good shot' after every throw. Some of the shots are absolutely abysmal. Don't say 'good shot' when they've totally carped it! You don't have to call them a loser, but at least spare me the damn 'good shot' comment when you've given up a steal of three.

I've made a decision.

The Ottawa Renegades need me.

The CFL can't afford to have the Ottawa franchise disappear from the landscape again. And there's absolutely no reason why it should. There is nothing about the Ottawa situation that makes it especially prone to losing vast sums of money. I place the blame for their woeful situation squarely on the owners. If you piss away millions of dollars then of course you're going to have monumental losses. Its all about careful planning.

I love the CFL. Call it bush league but I think the brand of football is exciting, and I've always rooted for its underdog nature. Now I want to be a part. I'm not a millionaire, or someone that can root out millions of dollars from the woodwork to cover vast losses. I'm just a guy that loves the CFL, is a prudent fiscal planner, and truly believes in his product. So why not me? Give me the team and let me see if I can't make this work. Everything is there for a successful franchise. Let's give it a shot.

Can you make peanut butter if you put peanuts in a blender?

I have successfully navigated my way into my garage.

Blog Question Of the Day:

Could you capitalize on a sure-fire (100% guaranteed to work) plan to endless wealth if you knew that it meant being part of a scam?

Okay, I am officially pissed off now.

I went to a lot of effort, and even more expense, to get myself an attached garage to my house. There was considerable anguish that went into the decision to do this, and then to try and realize the dream. But I did do it, and now it sits in my yard.

And I can't get into it.

I spent nearly an hour this evening, trying to get my truck into the garage. It was to no avail. There is absolutely no way I'm getting in there any time soon. Its all this damn snow! And compounding that is a huge dip in what should be the driveway of my yard. The snow is slippery and I can't get any traction. Then I slide into the dip in the driveway and I can't keep going towards the garage. So I go back, and try again. Over and over its the same thing. Too much slipping and sliding to make it through the small portal that lets me into salvation.

So the damn thing sits in my yard, unused. And thus I'm pissed off.

If you need me, I'll be cursing at the heavens.

They really don't make it easy on a guy to stay fit and in shape. Its a sporting event on television and its nearly non-stop food commercials.

Tasty looking chicken sandwiches tantalize you from the screen.

Mouth watering pizza's taunt you during 30 second teases.

Hamburgers the likes of which you'll never see in a fast food place, call to you with seductive voices.

Popcorn shrimp dance in your eyes.

Its all too much. How can I work on my diet and fitness level when all of these food commercials inundate me from the TV screen!?! I'm losing my grip!!!

By the way, I think I'll buy a new Gillette Fusion.

Saskatoon drivers SUCK!!!

I had no less than four driving adventures as I came into the city this morning. For those that know Saskatoon, the places named will make sense. For any others, bear with me, as the stupidity knows no geographic bounds.

As I always do, I came in from in the east on College Avenue. I needed to be in the north end, so I had to get onto Circle Drive. To accomplish this there is a merge lane that takes you from College Drive going east-west, to Circle Drive which at that point is going north-south. So I get behind someone on the merge lane. And they come to a complete STOP on the merge lane. WHY!?! There was room to get into traffic. The flow was light. There was no reason to stop, for criminy sake. Nevertheless they did, as I cursed a mean blue streak.

Then I continue around on Circle Drive, as I approach the bridge over the South Saskatchewan River. Some moron comes flying up off the Attridge Drive merge lane. There is a cargo truck ahead in that lane. So with barely a nickel's width of room, this idiot goes Mario Andretti and cuts up into my lane, ahead of me, necessitating brakes and more cursing.

I managed to make it several blocks before another Captain Wizard showed himself. I stop for a light at the Quiznos on Circle Drive and our latest genius pulls a U-turn at the turning of the light, right in the face of oncoming traffic. It was a beat-up looking van so I guess he has nothing else to live for.

Our final act of moronic behaviour followed quickly on the heels of the previous one. The light at Circle and Northridge was clearly red but someone in a red Blazer had a desperate need to be somewhere. So after a hesitation (thus marking this as a conscious decision) the jackass drives through the intersection. Compounding the idiocy, they also made a lane change as they passed through the intersection. The final definition of this ridiculous behaviour is evidenced as I happened to pass Colonel Impatient a block later, as their pushy behaviour put them behind a large truck at the next light, which was not able to get going quickly on the snow covered streets. Just another example of why patience often does win the day.

Suffice it to say, I was glad to reach my destination and stop driving. I didn't think so much stupidity could show itself in one 10 minute period.

What's the deal with this newest trend in spam advertising? Why is every second email I get an offer for a free gift card to something? And its always American chain stores that are 'supposedly' offering me a free gift card. And if you read the fine print (which I sometimes do just because I'm bored) you'll note that its limited to US citizens only. So why spam the whole world with this crap? The least you could do, as a halfway reasonable human being, is buy a damn mailing list that contained only US mailing addresses. But no, these annoying emails have to go out to the whole world.

Does anyone actually GET a free gift card? Or is the whole thing just another pointless internet scam? I get so tired of the crap that gets perpetuated on the internet. At least with the email jokes that go around, you get a chuckle or a funny picture. But spam just annoys you.

If no one really gets anything, and everyone gets annoyed with the emails, what's the point?

Blog Question Of The Day:

What is the best AC/DC song of all time?

I am not happy with the Town of Watson. Their plowing of the streets left me with a drift in front of my yard that I actually had to SHOVEL before I could get into my garage.

NOT HAPPY

I have to tell this story about my trip to Mexico. . .

We had possibly the worst flight times ever. Our flight back to Canada was scheduled for 3:50 in the morning. Our ride to the airport was listed to pick us up at 1:00 in the morning. This is a full half day after the check-out time for the hotel, which is pegged at 12:00 (noon).

Obviously we were unenthusiastic about being 'homeless' for half a day. So we inquired about whether it would be possible to keep a room for a few hours, so we could shower, change, and basically have a home base as we finished our last few hours in the tropical paradise that is Puerto Vallarta. Our multiple inquiries, with multiple suggestions were all met with the response they were 'too busy' and couldn't spare a room. The one concession we got was that we could have a 'hospitality room' at the end of the day to clean up, and get ready to wait out the evening. Reluctantly we leave our rooms at noon. I abandoned the home I'd had in good ol' room 6103.

So the afternoon ends and we're sweaty, hot, and probably a little smelly, from being by the pool, swimming, drinking, and enjoying our last few hours. We inquire about this hospitality room we'd been promised. Our request is met with blank stares. Finally we got across the point that they'd PROMISED us facilities to get cleaned up in, so we wouldn't have to travel looking and feeling like homeless people. After more confusion we manage to get a key to a room so we could shower, change, and so on.

The key they give us is to room 6103. It had been empty all along.

I have come to a conclusion.

Coldplay is by far the most over-hyped band on the face of the planet.

Blog Song Of The Day:

Reliant K - Who I Am Hates Who I've Been

What kind of corollary can be drawn from the observation that you think a rectangle with two circles drawn under it seems to represent a penis?

I gotta say something. . .

What the hell is wrong with technology? Why is it that we can't find a way to seamlessly move from one state of existence into another? How is it that we have to leave backdoors and deadends to everything as we move forward?

I have a problem. The 'computer' that controls my pilot unit can only store approximately 45 days worth of performance data before it needs to be downloaded. To get the data off the controller, I need to connect it to a regular computer, like a laptop. But do they make that easy?

HELL NO!!!

To connect to this controller I need a 25 pin serial connection. Do you know how hard it is to find a computer with a serial port on it? Its damn near impossible! First of all, anything portable, like a laptop, does NOT have a serial port on it. If you want a laptop with a serial port on it, it has to be old. OOOOOLD!!! Next of all you have to be able to communicate via the serial connection. Does Windows want to communicate over a serial port?

HELL NO!!!

So I waste 6 hours and another 8 on driving there and back . . twice. And in the end I don't have my data. Plus I'll probably LOSE some of it because it doesn't look like I'll have this problem solved before the 45th day.

Technology pisses me off.

Blog Question Of The Day:

How does one decide if they are blowing their nose too often?

Blog Song From a Movie Of The Day:

White Zombie - The One (from Escape From LA)

I think 'Falling Down' is definitely Michael Douglas' best movie.

Blog Song Of The Day:

Kid Rock f/ Sheryl Crow - Picture

This is what a caustic burn looks like.

For the record . . . sulfuric acid is hard on your clothes.

If you get a chance, go to the Burger Pit in Foam Lake. They make a good burger and the fries and gravy are outstanding.

Blog Question Of The Day:

Is it wrong to enjoy a PG movie for reasons that were never intended?

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you're the only person on a boat, and its about to sink, do you have to go down with it?

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.

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.

Had Star Wars been made 10 years later, don't you think Bruce Willis would have made for an outstanding Han Solo?

I am a huge Brittney Bottoms fan.

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.

I have made a decision.

The Rock is my current favorite actor.

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!!!

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.

The measly four hours of sleep I got last night is catching up to me.

Blog Survey Of The Day:
(This is a serious one. I could use the data for something I'm working on.)

Do you want the water you drink to have 'taste'?

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.

Blog Song Of The Day:

James Blunt - You Are Beautiful

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!?!

Blog Song Of The Day:

Fefe Dobson - Don't Let It Go To Your Head

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?

Future Shop pisses me off.

Blog Question Of The Day:

How do you decide which are the obtainable and which are the unobtainable fantasies?

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 have done some experimenting and I think that a frosty mug may actually keep the beverage too cold right out of the deep freeze.

To what I'm sure will be the chagrin of some of my more hard-core friends I have to admit that I like the new Lindsay Lohan song.

Note:

M&M's will get melty if you leave them in your pocket all afternoon.

There was nothing about today that was worth blogging about.

Blog Quote Of The Day:

When the fuck did we get ice cream?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Do you think a prostitute gets her money's worth out of a daily ad in the newspaper?

Watching movies this week I have come to a conclusion:

Kate Beckinsale is hot.

I made $241.85 in tips in 2005. What should I buy with it?

I predict that, if you give the Pittsburgh Penguins a couple of years, they are going to be among the elite teams in the NHL.

bicarbonate

bi-car-bon-ate

bi - which is just incredibly greedy
car - like what you drive
bon - which is French for good
ate - like I did to my sandwich

Blog Question Of the Morning:

Do shipping companies (Purolator, UPS, FedEx) stop moving parcels during the Christmas holiday season?

I hate people that have no trouble falling asleep.

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you were designing a new laptop, what features would you include on it?

Did anyone else notice the re-occuring theme of decapitation in the movie 'Sin City'?

How do you tell the difference between worthwhile and foolish spending?

I meant to write this last night but I ended up forgetting.

I give a thumbs up to the movie The Transporter. Formulaic but an exciting, fast paced movie. I recommend giving it a try.

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!

Favorite toy, thy name is PlayStation Portable

If anyone in my readership happens to be osamita1904@hotmail.com or know who osamita1904@hotmail.com is, could you get them to knock it off? I can't answer MSN messages that come in Spanish.

I confirmed at lunch today that my garage does, in fact, have erected walls.

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.