Stupid drivers
I’m on my way to tennis…driving 72mph in the “fast lane” and there is some asshole riding my butt…thinking that’s going to make me speed up or move over.
ATTENTION ASSHOLE DRIVERS!! If 72mph is not fast enough for you…which by the way is 12mph over the post LEGAL speed limit…riding on my ass will result in one of two things: 1) you end up going around me or 2) I slow down to the legal posted speed limit. Either out come pisses your dickhead ass off where there was no pissed-offness to be had since I was already going well above the posted speed…asshole!
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SanDisk Compact Flash Card
1st question: Why would someone want to purchase a 256 MB compact flash card?
2nd question: Why would some business sell a 256 MB compact flash card?
3rd question: Are you fucking serious that this 256 MB compact flash card is selling at $13.99 — a savings to the customer of $116.00?
I think this was on a page at Buy.com.
More Craigslist posting
Was perusing my old favorite web sit, Craigslist, and saw this (see the yellow “glowing” area):
I thought it was funny. Apparently it was already “flagged” and there was no actual ad to read. Still funny.
Testing emailing a pic from Outlook
Tested to my Blogger account because I don’t even know if you can email posts to WordPress. Never tried and I haven’t seen any “news” postings on it through WordPress. Oh well!
Craigslist posting
So, today, I saw this listing on Craigslist:
1st question is: did this parent not teach their daughter about renter’s insurance?
2nd question is: if the parent is paying the rent, have they not heard of renter’s insurance?
I hate to do it too but when I don’t have the expendable cash for my books, it’s a beautiful thing to have a credit card!!
Credenza
I’ve been in the market for a credenza. I’ve been looking for one for a few months. I didn’t want an expensive one although there are some really nice and fancy ones. I just wanted something that looked nice, matched my office desk, made of wood (not that particle board shit), had lots of storage space and decently priced. I really don’t need matching but my wife does because my “office area” is at one end of our fairly long and spacious bedroom. Why it has to match I don’t know since the bedroom isn’t exactly a conversation area nor is it on the main level so no one is really going to easily see anything in it. I just do what the wife says…on this anyway.
I have been scoping out Craigslist to find this much needed but worth tthe wait piece of furniture. In fact, I checked daily, sometimes hourly, at the free listings with a picture and the furniture section keyword: desk, has a picture and a max of $100 – although that is even above what I want to spend. The $100 max though can include a credenza AND a desk, or a shelf, or a whatever. So, although $100 isn’t what I truly want to spend, if I can get something really good and worthy along with the credenza then it might be worth it.
What you find on Craigslist and even one place I will mention further into this post is that people think highly of their shit. In fact, some people are literally selling some shitty piece of furniture for the price of something comparable for brand new or even a slightly higher price BUT brand new. Now not all of the furniture is shitty but when people spend $500 and want $250, I’m not sure Craigslist is where it’s going to sell. In fact, I saw a decent but used desk and sort of modified (the middle drawer was altered to sort of be a keyboard drawer) go from $100 to $60 over a period of almost two months and it still hasn’t sold. Now, I’m not stupid and I’d be the same – I’d want something in return for my buying it originally but at the same time, if it’s just been sitting in storage somewhere it wasn’t exactly making money for you (me) anyhow. It’s a tough decision, I know. But as a buyer, I’m not paying too much for something used or very used just because the seller feels like they deserve more money than it’s worth.
Anyway, I finally got a chance to run by a store that has listed items on Craigslist called The Benefit Store. I went last weekend and spent about 30-45 mins walking the place and looking at different desks and credenzas. I saw some really nice ones but they were way out of the price range I was looking to spend. Some were probably pretty worth their price or close to it but no way could I afford $700 for a really cool credenza…but it was a pretty cool piece of furniture.
I ended up getting this baby. It was decently made, all wood and CHEAP! It was heavy and I got it upstairs to my bedroom all by myself. I’m just superman, I know! I got about 3/4 of the way up the stairs and I started thinking to myself, “What the hell was I thinking trying to do this myself?” The problem was I couldn’t go back down the stairs because it was further than finishing pulling it up. So, I persevered!
Anyway, I’m thinking about a cheap hutch-type addition to the credenza or my current desk. We’ll see what I can find. Of course, the wife says, “That’s cool but make sure it matches!”
Easy instructions to follow, right….?
Jerry Jones must think he’s ‘The Shit’
I just made a visit to D Magazine’s blog, Frontburner, and this is the scary picture I first saw. Click on it to see a bigger view or click here for the article.
Who and what the hell does Jerry Jones think he is? How embarrassing for a man his age and supposed caliber in the community to looks so “pimpish”. Skinny or not, fairly fit or not, who really wants to see that man’s wrinkly skin.
After seeing this, I don’t know how or why he would expect his players to behave in a certain professional manner since technically they (and he) are representing the company…America’s team…the Dallas Cowboys
Women’s Professional Tennis
I don’t know if I’ve typed about this before but I think they need to make a DECIBEL rule in tennis, especially women’s tennis.
I am watching a match on television between Victoria Azarenko and Amelie Mauresmo at the Australian Open and I want Azarenko to lose just because she’s annoying me with her fucking squeals after she hits every shot. Mauresmo isn’t making much of a peep other than an occasional grunt while chasing down and hitting a shot.
This Azarenko chick (although somewhat of a hottie) reminds me of Maria Sharapova and her squeaks and squeals. These are avoidable audible noises but the WTA…and ATP…needs to put a stop to it. Personally, if I were playing against such a noisy opponent, I would claim that their noises masks the sound of them hitting the ball which in turn affects my strokes and timing. Valid point, I think. Besides, most people that I play tennis with or those that I know watch tennis agree that the screams and shit are annoying and take away from the overall enjoyment of a professional tennis match.
Pondering and writing…writing and pondering
I write then ponder. I ponder then write.
Too bad I’ve done neither the past week or so. I’ve just been busy. The motivation is there and then almost immediately gone.
A lot of it is because in my head everything sounds good, interesting and worthy of putting down. But then I start to put it down and everything turns to shit! I forget how I said it in my mind and it sucks when I type it out and read what I typed.
Sometimes I’ll be driving and shit will come to me or something I see will give me a thought. How the hell can I jot that down while driving?! CAN’T!!
So all these wonderfully awesome thoughts, rants or raves get lost in the infinite space of my head.
No wonder I’ve lost my happy place!
Oh well. I don’t expect things to get better as a new semester of two classes has started for me. They are a lot of reading, writing and discussing. All things I will drag my feet on along with everything else.
I’m out!
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Email humor 01/15/2009
A little boy got on the bus, sat next to a man reading a book, and noticed he had his collar on backwards. The little boy asked why he wore his collar backwards.
The man, who was a priest, said, ‘I am a Father’
The little boy replied, ‘My Daddy doesn’t wear his collar like that.’
The priest looked up from his book and answered, ”I am the Father of many.’
The boy said, ”My Dad has 4 boys, 4 girls and two grandchildren and he doesn’t wear his collar that way!’
The priest, getting impatient, said. ‘I am the Father of hundreds’, and went back to reading his book.
The little boy sat quietly thinking for a while, then leaned over and said, ‘Maybe you should wear a condom and put your pants on backwards instead of your collar.’
A man, while playing on the front nine of a complicated golf course became confused as to where he was on the course.
Looking around, he saw a lady playing ahead of him. He walked up to her, explained his confusion and asked her if she knew what hole he was playing. ‘I’m on the 7th hole,’ she replied, ‘and you are a hole behind me. So you must be on the 6th hole.’
He thanked her and went back to his golf.
On the back nine, the same thing happened and he approached her again with the same request.
‘I’m on number 14, and you’re still a hole behind, so you must be on the 13th hole.’
Once again he thanked her and returned to his play.
He finished his round and went to the clubhouse where he saw the same lady sitting at the end of the bar.
He asked the bartender if he knew the lady. The bartender said that she was a sales lady and played the course often.
He approached her and said, ‘Let me buy you a drink in appreciation for your help. I understand that you’re in the sales profession. I’m in sales also. What do you sell?’
‘I’ll tell you, but you’re going to laugh,’ she replied.
‘No, I won’t.’
‘Well, if you must know,’ she answered, ‘I work for Tampax.’
With that, he laughed so hard he lost his balance and fell off the bar stool.
‘See,’ she said. ‘I knew you’d laugh!’
‘That’s not what I’m laughing at,’ he replied,
‘I’m a salesman for Preparation H, so I’m still a hole behind you.’
