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Sunday, October 11, 2009

What's up, Weather?

Tonight I decided that I finally have to turn the heat on. It's 62 in here right now which, for me, is perfectly comfortable. Although I feel I could use a pair of socks. I set the heat to come on at 60. I don't think I can be faulted for not wanting the temp to dip into the 50's inside my apartment. I do need to remember to insulate my windows with plastic this winter to help keep the heating bill down. I didn't last winter and we had near record cold. The insides of the windows, and the frames were covered with frost. It was like a very small version of "The Day After Tomorrow." I figure if I am prepared this year coupled with the fact that el nino is going on we will have an icky warm winter.

Yesterday I found out that those people who were whining about it being cold in July actually were onto something. Ohio, along with quite a few other states around us, had the coldest July on record. Which is extra weird considering that pretty much the rest of the world had a record, or near record, warm summer. The ice cap is at the smallest ever, record ocean temperatures and people in the midwest are in coats and blankets.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Random bits

Today, when one of my employees asked if there was anything else she had to do before she could go home, I told her she had to do the macarena. Protesting, she went and recruited some one else to do it with her and they both proceeded to do an out of sync round of the loathsome dance. Sometimes you have to use your powers for evil.

Wednesday night I went out to pick up some stuffed breadsticks from pagliai's. I also stopped at the gas station to get a 2-litre of pepsi.* I entered the gas station to find it full of the usual Wednesday night "goths".** The usual girl with fishnets and black nailpolish, chubby unwashed fellow in black "leather" trenchcoat, dude in baggy pants with a plethora of chains draped from pocket to pocket, etc. I turned around at the counter to notice that there were also a few zombies as well, which I thought unusual. Apparently goth night was having a "Zombie Night" this week, which is actually kind of cool.

Today I tried to name all 50 states and their capitals. I easily remembered the states, but only got 43 of 50 capitals right. Of the seven I got wrong two I had guessed wildly on and the other five I think I was just overthinking. I was a little disappointed in my geography skills, but at least I know Spain isn't in Mexico.***

Last week one of our computer/registers went down at work. It had not been acting strangely in the past couple days, but that doesn't mean anything with these things. Our District Manager, who is my boss's boss, was in the store at the time. She got on the phone with the company we have these P.O.S.'s through. She proceeded to give them hell. We've had so many problems with these computers, at all of our stores, that I think she finally snapped. She made them over-night ship us a new register at no cost to us (we get regular shipping for free). Later, after she had left for the day, I was struck by a sudden idea. I went to the register and pulled out the flash card. I blew into the card, put it back in, and rebooted. And it worked perfectly after that. Thank you Nintendo for important life lessons. We still took the new register when it came anyway.

*I am unsure why milk comes in gallons and pop in litres.

**One of BG's many bars has themes on certain days. Tuesday=drag/gay night, Wednesday=Goth night. I invariably find myself driving through the middle of town, or at another bar on Wednesdays, wondering, if only for a moment, why all the freaks are out.


***That's a whole other post.

Friday, October 02, 2009

Blogging while TV watching*

Tyra Banks is a crazy person. You can see it in her eyes. Well, and notice it every time she talks. And what is with her giant forehead?

I saw, like, 14 seconds of "The Hills" today, albeit while watching "The Soup". It made we want to stab things.

"The Stepfather"? Didn't they just do this Creepy Suburbia movie except it was called "Disturbia"?

I am suspicious of commercials advertising any food as "Flame-grilled". Isnt' that what grilling is? I mean you could cook it on a flat grill which isn't really a grill. It's a griddle. Then you don't really call it grilled do you? It's cooked. Stop being redundant.

I often wonder how many people actually order the crap shown on late night infomercials. I mean really. And why do they have to be on at that time. If there's any group of people in the world who need good television programming it is the people who, for whatever reason, are awake at 4am.

Another deplorable tract of unwatchable tv is 3-4pm and pretty much all day Saturday (except adult swim, of course).

If you've never watched "Dirty Jobs" you should. I really enjoy the entrepreneurs, the odd jobs that you never knew about. Obviously there's a lot of dirty, grossness too. And Mike Rowe is a fantastic host; funny, personable, smart too (throwing out poetry or Dante off the cuff), and not a bad looker to boot. One of my coworkers is madly taken with him.

Now that I have cable again I can say that my tv watching habits consist mostly of documentaries and cartoons, and the Daily Show. And Pawn Stars. That show's pretty addictive too.

The other nice thing about cable is that unlike watching dvd's you get to the point where there's nothing good on anymore which tells you that it's time for bed. Good night.

*and drinking beer.

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