9.08.2004
Football Poetry
4.06.2004
Yo
This is my obligatory weekly post.
Basically it boils down to the fact that I now have gotten out of the habit of blogging every night so I don't do it as much anymore. And also that I now lead a "normal" work life, and am not sitting in front of the computer every night with hours to think up something witty.
But what I am still into is taking flower pictures everyday and posting them on the moblog. So head on over there and comment on some of my picture if the muse strikes you, because that's the only thing you're going to get out of me with any regularity right now.
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Basically it boils down to the fact that I now have gotten out of the habit of blogging every night so I don't do it as much anymore. And also that I now lead a "normal" work life, and am not sitting in front of the computer every night with hours to think up something witty.
But what I am still into is taking flower pictures everyday and posting them on the moblog. So head on over there and comment on some of my picture if the muse strikes you, because that's the only thing you're going to get out of me with any regularity right now.
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4.01.2004
Word
3.23.2004
Good Day, Good Sir
I listen to the radio every morning when I wake up. I cannot stand alarms and neither can I just jump right out of bed, I'm a slow waker. I don't really have a problem getting up in the morning, I just take a long long time to wake up and actually be functional. As such, I set my radio to wake me up and listen to The Bob & Tom Show for about an hour.
While I'm listening to this show, and any other time I listen to commercial radio, I think about the new crackdown the FCC is placing on radio to police the airwaves for indecency. No more dick or boob jokes, no more fart humor, and in general a lot more toned down. Then the commercials come on, for Enzyte, some other penis drug, and then my personal favorite, a commercial for the local Castle Superstore (ie sex shop) advertising the in-store appearance of adult film star Cindy Crawford.
Does anybody see where I'm going with this one? I bet you can.
Now I'm not going to address the issue of whether the FCC should be cracking down on radio stations, but you think they could at least be consistent at what they regulate over the air. If some radio programs were becoming too indecent, or racy, or whatever, do you think the average radio commercials for bigger, longer, stronger, more enduring penises, and promoting porno stars appearing in your local area, might also be indecent or racy?
Nah, I guess not.
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While I'm listening to this show, and any other time I listen to commercial radio, I think about the new crackdown the FCC is placing on radio to police the airwaves for indecency. No more dick or boob jokes, no more fart humor, and in general a lot more toned down. Then the commercials come on, for Enzyte, some other penis drug, and then my personal favorite, a commercial for the local Castle Superstore (ie sex shop) advertising the in-store appearance of adult film star Cindy Crawford.
Does anybody see where I'm going with this one? I bet you can.
Now I'm not going to address the issue of whether the FCC should be cracking down on radio stations, but you think they could at least be consistent at what they regulate over the air. If some radio programs were becoming too indecent, or racy, or whatever, do you think the average radio commercials for bigger, longer, stronger, more enduring penises, and promoting porno stars appearing in your local area, might also be indecent or racy?
Nah, I guess not.
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3.15.2004
garden.blog
The past 10 days of over 70 degree weather here in the Rogue Valley has my brain and body in gardening mode. It's time to start planning my vegetables, and my new perennials. Time to think about how I'm finally going to keep some lupines alive this year, and hopefully my columbines I've been babying along will bloom in a couple of months.
It's time to start a gardening moblog.
I've got this nifty camera phone and now I need to use it. I've made the pledge to myself that I'm going to take at least 1 picture from now until the first frost to chronicle my gardening efforts. I already have a ton of pictures I've taken of my crocus and daffodils that I just never got around to uploading, and it's a shame that they all go to waste, because well, I worked hard planting all those bulbs last fall and I'd like to show them off a little.
I've ditched TextAmerica this time around and decided to try out Buzznet instead. I already like the interface more than TextAmerica's.
I've added the gardening moblog link to the sidebar, so be sure to visit it early and often (it's just like voting!). I'm going to try to flesh out the postings over there, and if there's nothing new here, rest assured there will be on the moblog, because first frost of the season will probably be around the end of October, or so.
That's a lot of pictures.
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It's time to start a gardening moblog.
I've got this nifty camera phone and now I need to use it. I've made the pledge to myself that I'm going to take at least 1 picture from now until the first frost to chronicle my gardening efforts. I already have a ton of pictures I've taken of my crocus and daffodils that I just never got around to uploading, and it's a shame that they all go to waste, because well, I worked hard planting all those bulbs last fall and I'd like to show them off a little.
I've ditched TextAmerica this time around and decided to try out Buzznet instead. I already like the interface more than TextAmerica's.
I've added the gardening moblog link to the sidebar, so be sure to visit it early and often (it's just like voting!). I'm going to try to flesh out the postings over there, and if there's nothing new here, rest assured there will be on the moblog, because first frost of the season will probably be around the end of October, or so.
That's a lot of pictures.
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3.09.2004
So here's the deal
Now that I actually have to get up every morning and go to work, I'm stupidly tired when I get home.
I forgot how much I hate going to work in the morning. Not really because it's in the morning, but because it makes me tired when I get home.
As such, I have no desire to sit in front of my computer and make up something to write about.
So, until further notice I'm breaking my unwritten rule of blogging Monday-Thursday without fail.
From now on I'll write about stuff when I actually think about it.
I'm also going to type in a lot more 1 sentence paragraphs.
I know this matters, to maybe 2 or 3 people total, but that's just the way it's going to be. Wipe away your tears and deal with it.
Besides I'm listening to Jonny Cash and Willy Nelson sing Highwayman right now, so my life is perfect.
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I forgot how much I hate going to work in the morning. Not really because it's in the morning, but because it makes me tired when I get home.
As such, I have no desire to sit in front of my computer and make up something to write about.
So, until further notice I'm breaking my unwritten rule of blogging Monday-Thursday without fail.
From now on I'll write about stuff when I actually think about it.
I'm also going to type in a lot more 1 sentence paragraphs.
I know this matters, to maybe 2 or 3 people total, but that's just the way it's going to be. Wipe away your tears and deal with it.
Besides I'm listening to Jonny Cash and Willy Nelson sing Highwayman right now, so my life is perfect.
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3.08.2004
There is no secret way...
...to get a "good deal."
If you order something from a mail order/internet company, complaining about how much the shipping costs, you will not automatically get you the "Oh that guy complained let's give him free shipping" discount. All it does is make the person who has to read your complaint pissy, and much less likely to help you.
By the same token, it does not help your case to write a big e-mail explaining how "shipping and handling" charges are bogus and there shouldn't be any. If there are some of you people out there who believe that behavior like this will help you let me clue you in on something.
This is America and anybody can charge anything they want for pretty much anything. If you don't like the "bogus shipping and handling" charge, then don't buy the item. Go else where. I know I harp on this point, or a tangentially similar point, on a semi-regular basis, but I am still just surprised at how much people complain about stuff. If you don't like it go away. You'll make both our lives easier.
If you do decide to keep complaining and sending me e-mails about how much me and/or the company I work for sucks, rest assured that when/if I e-mail you back I will not go out of my way to help you with your issue/problem and while I'm writing you such a non-helpful e-mail I'm flipping you off the entire time. I hope that you can see it, because I'm doing it as hard as I can.
And one last thing. Don't think that getting me to pass on your e-mail to my supervisor will do you any good. She has less patience than I do, and rest assured that your e-mail will be ignored in the order it was received. Well that's not entirely true, if you're lucky she'll utter, "Fuck off," when she reads it.
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If you order something from a mail order/internet company, complaining about how much the shipping costs, you will not automatically get you the "Oh that guy complained let's give him free shipping" discount. All it does is make the person who has to read your complaint pissy, and much less likely to help you.
By the same token, it does not help your case to write a big e-mail explaining how "shipping and handling" charges are bogus and there shouldn't be any. If there are some of you people out there who believe that behavior like this will help you let me clue you in on something.
This is America and anybody can charge anything they want for pretty much anything. If you don't like the "bogus shipping and handling" charge, then don't buy the item. Go else where. I know I harp on this point, or a tangentially similar point, on a semi-regular basis, but I am still just surprised at how much people complain about stuff. If you don't like it go away. You'll make both our lives easier.
If you do decide to keep complaining and sending me e-mails about how much me and/or the company I work for sucks, rest assured that when/if I e-mail you back I will not go out of my way to help you with your issue/problem and while I'm writing you such a non-helpful e-mail I'm flipping you off the entire time. I hope that you can see it, because I'm doing it as hard as I can.
And one last thing. Don't think that getting me to pass on your e-mail to my supervisor will do you any good. She has less patience than I do, and rest assured that your e-mail will be ignored in the order it was received. Well that's not entirely true, if you're lucky she'll utter, "Fuck off," when she reads it.
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