This blog is sort of an unofficial new year's resolution that I gave myself to try out and after two months and I haven't given it up so far so good (I think). I get to rant and even if no one is reading I feel better. hmmm.... Perhaps there is something to this.
And yes, two months is a big deal for me but I am sure bloggers that have been doing this for a lot longer (and with a lot more content) would just pat my head and say "Let's see in a couple of years."
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Spick and span
Why does a clean house feel so good? It is a giant pain to make myself buckle down and do it, but it feels so excellent when it is done.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Only Thursday
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
On the adventure front
I think I've found something to look forward to... but there is a back story.
Last February I had just moved out and really had a lot going on, and no washer and dryer. So each Sunday I found myself on my brother's recliner doing my laundry and watching movies we have seen a thousand times and drinking beer and talking about life. Well, we are both fans of beaches and adventures and Jimmy Buffett. So we decided to task ourselves with going to every Jimmy Buffett store/cafe and getting a tshirt specific to that location. We started with the first Margaritaville, Key West (see earlier post). Like I said, it was an awesome time. My good friend Dennis joined us (one of my closest friends on the planet who also happens to have a passion for Boat Drinks) and we laid out some rules:
1. It was decided that in order for these adventures to occur all three of us have to be there. That has been a challenge, as often one or two of us are in a town with a Margaritaville without the others and don't dare even enter the establishment. Other people can join us (Toots and Hair went with us to Key West) and the manfolk was there for Orlando, but the three of us HAVE to be there.
2. We must accomplish 3 or more shirts per year (we failed in 2009 with a whopping two).
So, on to this year. On the way back from lunch today I called my brother and we decided on the next t-shirt adventure, we are going for a record four shirts at once. Should be quite random and really the adventure will be a success if we get even one. Time to iron out the details and put it on the calendar...
Last February I had just moved out and really had a lot going on, and no washer and dryer. So each Sunday I found myself on my brother's recliner doing my laundry and watching movies we have seen a thousand times and drinking beer and talking about life. Well, we are both fans of beaches and adventures and Jimmy Buffett. So we decided to task ourselves with going to every Jimmy Buffett store/cafe and getting a tshirt specific to that location. We started with the first Margaritaville, Key West (see earlier post). Like I said, it was an awesome time. My good friend Dennis joined us (one of my closest friends on the planet who also happens to have a passion for Boat Drinks) and we laid out some rules:
1. It was decided that in order for these adventures to occur all three of us have to be there. That has been a challenge, as often one or two of us are in a town with a Margaritaville without the others and don't dare even enter the establishment. Other people can join us (Toots and Hair went with us to Key West) and the manfolk was there for Orlando, but the three of us HAVE to be there.
2. We must accomplish 3 or more shirts per year (we failed in 2009 with a whopping two).
So, on to this year. On the way back from lunch today I called my brother and we decided on the next t-shirt adventure, we are going for a record four shirts at once. Should be quite random and really the adventure will be a success if we get even one. Time to iron out the details and put it on the calendar...

Car buying...
So you are fishing around on the internet looking for some information about a car that you might be interested in. You would like to know the real cost of something you are going to dedicate five years of payments to, so you shoot off one of those form emails asking about the price of a certain car. You even say in the body of the form that you prefer to be contacted via email.
What happens? You get 9 calls from 6 dealerships in a matter of three hours asking you to come visit, not giving you any information. What is the point of sending the original email to get information if all they want you to do is come in and spend half of your Saturday telling them no?
Guess what? If you call me when I asked for an email there is no way I am coming out to your dealership. That is just how I work. One of the first lessons of customer service is serve the customer the way THEY want, and it isn't like I didn't spell it out for them.
Ugh.
That is why in situations like this I am a walk in, find something I like and buy it. Not much shopping around for me in this case because it is too much of a damn hassle.
What happens? You get 9 calls from 6 dealerships in a matter of three hours asking you to come visit, not giving you any information. What is the point of sending the original email to get information if all they want you to do is come in and spend half of your Saturday telling them no?
Guess what? If you call me when I asked for an email there is no way I am coming out to your dealership. That is just how I work. One of the first lessons of customer service is serve the customer the way THEY want, and it isn't like I didn't spell it out for them.
Ugh.
That is why in situations like this I am a walk in, find something I like and buy it. Not much shopping around for me in this case because it is too much of a damn hassle.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Son of a beach...
I need a vacation. Actually, I need a beach vacation. Last year at this time I did a random trip to Key West with my brother and some friends and it was an absolute blast. The weather wasn't that great but we got just enough sun for some time on the beach (see inset picture) and just had an all around great time in that cool little town.
Additionally, I find that if I have something to look forward to I tend to be in a 'happier' place. So I need to start planning. Luckily the new manfolk likes the beach as much as I do, so it won't be too difficult to wrestle him into a sandy adventure.
Additionally, I find that if I have something to look forward to I tend to be in a 'happier' place. So I need to start planning. Luckily the new manfolk likes the beach as much as I do, so it won't be too difficult to wrestle him into a sandy adventure.

Friday, February 19, 2010
Valentine's Day Continued
And I don't say that Valentine stuff because I am some shut in old maid either. I was with a guy for 12 years who was all about celebrating (he falls into that competitive category) and am with a guy now who I think gets it. We didn't do much for valentines (I did get flowers), but Wednesday when I got home from a business trip the laundry had been done, my apartment cleaned and dinner was hot and waiting.
He gets it.
He gets it.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Everyone has those days...
Valentine's Day
I may have mentioned this before, but Valentine's Day is stupid.
Pop off and show your love, strategically plan something romantic on a random day -- not the one that Hallmark says you have to.
I have a feeling that a lot of people (especially men, sorry guys) go overboard and participate just for the sense of competition. "I did ___ for my girl, what did you do?"
People would be happier and get laid a lot more often if they celebrated 'valentine's day' more often.
I would rather celebrate a random Tuesday.
Pop off and show your love, strategically plan something romantic on a random day -- not the one that Hallmark says you have to.
I have a feeling that a lot of people (especially men, sorry guys) go overboard and participate just for the sense of competition. "I did ___ for my girl, what did you do?"
People would be happier and get laid a lot more often if they celebrated 'valentine's day' more often.
I would rather celebrate a random Tuesday.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Just... whatever....
Frustration. Part of life, but why does it have to attack on all fronts at one time?
Monday, February 8, 2010
Bloggers
So there seems to be a clear division in the blogging world. Those who have been around for awhile (the 'originals') and those who have picked it up in the last few years ('newbies'). There is a vast difference in style and content.
The originals seem to be more of a perverted family. It is mostly anonymous (or started out that way) blogging about life, thoughts, memories and then a lot of sex. Almost every old school blogger I read or have met uses it as a sexual outlet and a way to meet others that do the same.
Newbies seem to be more like the 'Julie and Julia' type. They pick a topic (family, cooking, books, whatever...) and that is their focus. Doesn't seem to be as much of the deep life pouring out stuff.
Maybe it is all a product of Twitter. I dunno. Just an observation.
The originals seem to be more of a perverted family. It is mostly anonymous (or started out that way) blogging about life, thoughts, memories and then a lot of sex. Almost every old school blogger I read or have met uses it as a sexual outlet and a way to meet others that do the same.
Newbies seem to be more like the 'Julie and Julia' type. They pick a topic (family, cooking, books, whatever...) and that is their focus. Doesn't seem to be as much of the deep life pouring out stuff.
Maybe it is all a product of Twitter. I dunno. Just an observation.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Red Flags
So you can look back on your life and see red flags all over the place where you should have changed direction or made a different decision and you go "Holy crap how did I miss/ignore that."
What about when there are red flags everywhere, you notice them, and decide that they probably aren't a dealbreaker. Am I going to get to that point in the future and look back again and go "Idiot, you saw them and ignored them".
What about when there are red flags everywhere, you notice them, and decide that they probably aren't a dealbreaker. Am I going to get to that point in the future and look back again and go "Idiot, you saw them and ignored them".
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