August 2008
12 posts
Lost: The Ability to Relax
I don’t know how to relax. Correction, I do know how to relax and how I want to spend my relaxation time, but I can’t seem to give myself permission to do so. Confused? Let me explain.
This upcoming Monday is Labor Day (in America). That means I have a three-day weekend and plenty of time to do some things I can’t normally do. Sure, I’ve got a ton of stuff do to...
Yeah, It's Kind of Like That
Lately I’ve been suffering from, what I like to call, “Brain Block.” There’s so much going on right now and so much to think about that I walk around feeling like my heads in a cloud. I can see faint outlines of the things I’m supposed to be thinking about…but I just can’t quite reach the though. So I feel like I’m not really thinking about...
WEEZL
Yep, that’s right. Another edition of vanity plate goodness. Today’s sighting, as if you hadn’t guessed from the title, “WEEZL.”
Now I’m a bit confused by this…is this a nickname? Does the person fancy themselves a weasel? Is this a last name (I sure as heck hope not)? At least with this one I can pretty much guess as to the proper pronunciation. ...
A OS By Any Other Name
There’s been a lot of talk about Windows Vista lately. With the realtive failure, PR wise, of Microsoft’s Mojave Experiment and the general level of supposed consumer dissatisfaction, Windows Vista isn’t having a very good run.
Until recently, I’ve been running Windows XP in Bootcamp/VMWare Fusion on my MacBook. I’ve had no issues and have been enjoying the freedom...
VANI T PL8TES Tuesday Edition
So before I get into the latest vanity plate, I’d like to point out that I am an idiot. In a comment from yesterday’s post, it was pointed out to me that it probably reads ,”I pet sit”, and is probably an advertisement for an enterprising, pet-sitting individual. Thus goes the fickle nature of the vanity plate.
On to today’s plate. I was driving to work today and...
VANI T PL8TES
Let’s get something out in the open right away, “I hate vanity plates!” I do really hate them with a passion. Nothing says “egotistical narcissist” like a vanity plate. Yeah, yeah, some people will say that vanity plates are a method for self expression. However, I’m willing to bet those same people have their own vanity plates that say something like...
Customer Service Woes
DTE (the energy company) hung up on me today. Seriously!? After I spent 10 minutes in your annoying phone menus you’re just going to hang up on me? No wonder people are crabby when they finally get to talk to a CSR. Sigh. I hate the hassle of moving.
Vittles + Squirrles = Crazy Delicious (or is that...
So my friend prompted me to sign-up for the Twenty Something Bloggers network on Ning. I checked out their home page and it definitely seemed like a cool place. I proceeded to click on the “sign up” link…
Like most social networks, I was presented with what appeared to be a general profile form. It asked questions like “Tell us about you” and “What is your...
This Post = Awesome
I was running on the treadmill the other day at the gym. Somebody had put CNN on the TV. Not my personal choice to work out to, but it’ll do.
As I’m running I’m reading the ticker on the bottom of the screen. Here’s what I see that day:
Depressing news about the war Depressing news about the economy Depressing news about healthcare CNN = Money Depressing news about the...
The Cheese Sandwich Affair
SOM: ::Scraggly old man totters into the coffee shop and heads to the bathroom.::
CSE: ::Coffee shop employee knocks on the bathroom door::
SOM: I'm busy.
CSE: ::Walks away::
SOM: ::Totters up to counter::
SOM: You, know. Whenever I come in here and I'm in the bathroom it's always pound pound pound. Well I'm sick of it. I've spent a lot of money here. I always buy the cheese sandwiches. I'm just sick of it. Grumble grumble...cheese sandwiches. ::totters out::
CSE: Um, we don't sell cheese sandwiches.
We Salute You, Mr. Talks on the Cell Phone in the...
“Oh Hi. Welcome. Why don’t you take a seat. No, no. I’m good. You? That’s great. I suppose you’re wondering why I asked you here. Well…we need to talk. No, nothing serious…well at least not life-threatening. But, well, you have a problem and I wanted to talk to you before it got worse. Basically, well, …STOP TALKING ON THE CELL PHONE IN...