Libertine: On the Prowl
Vidi, vici, veni -- I saw, I conquered, I came. _______________________________________________________________
Don't Call Us, We'll Call You
[FONT="Verdana"]While in the drive-thru of a fast food restaurant last night, I noticed a large Help Wanted sign next to the pick-up window. At the bottom of the sign, in bold letters, was: "Do Not Call Back to Check On The Status Of Your Application".This made me think of lists of job hunting tips I've read over the years. Every one of these lists has, without exception, strongly advised job seekers to make return calls after applying for jobs. The reasoning for this was to show the employer your sincere interest in the job and as a way to make oneself stand out from the other applicants, which would, presumably, give one a better chance of getting an interview, or getting the job after one had already been interviewed.
This was one tip I'd always felt uncomfortable with, even though I understand the reasoning behind it. I always felt like a pest calling back after I'd applied for a job, feeling as if I was begging for the job. I thought I'd make myself stand out, all right, but as an annoyance, rather than as a go-getter.
And in today's economic climate, I can understand why an employer would ask that people not make such calls. With even the crappiest jobs getting applications in the triple digits, if everyone was making repeated call-backs to check the status of their applications, the business wouldn't get much work other work done. This is especially true for small employers who do not have a separate personnel department.
But it still leaves a question -- how does a person make themself stand out from the 900 other schlubs who have also applied for this McJob if they are barred from further communication with the employer? To me, "Don't Call Us, We'll Call You" has always been synonymous with being brushed off, never with being a prelude to being hired.
I was grateful yet again to have a job, though it's nothing special.
Thoughts?[/FONT]
The Cure Could Be Worse Than the Illness
Nearly every day, I hear a commercial on the radio promoting a nasal spray for seasonal allergy symptoms. According to the product's website, the spray is supposed to help:* sneezing
* congestion
* itchy nose
* runny nose
* red eyes
* itchy eyes
* watery eyes
The site also lists the possible side effects, which are:
* nosebleed
* nasal sores
* nasal fungal infection.
Eye problems also may occur including
* glaucoma
* cataracts
After reading about all the possible side effects of this medication, I think I'd rather just take my chances with sneezing, congestion, and so on. They are, after all, minor problems, much less serious that the side effects the medication might generate. Your mileage may vary, but that's my take on it.
Snow
We hadn't had any snow this winter in my town. There had been plenty of cold days, but none of the white stuff. Usually, my town gets a snowfall or two every year, but I figured we weren't getting any this year.The trees in my yard were budding, I'd begun getting bird shit on my car, and the other night I heard crickets chirping. I figured that spring was here, despite it being February.
Winter wasn't quite done yet. Late this afternoon, it began to snow, and I don't mean flurries, either. It fell for a few hours, quickly accumulating, accompanied by thunder and lightning at times -- thundersnow! Unfortunately, because we get so little snow, our town isn't equipped to prepare the roads for safe driving in snow. I had to run out to get some cat food, and I had to slip and slide my way down to the store. Fortunate few cars were out and about, though I passed an SUV who'd gotten stuck.
As of this writing, at around 1030 pm, we're expecting another wave of snow to last until morning, and we're supposed to get about 5 inches or so by then.
It's supposed to get up into the mid-40s tomorrow, so the snow will be gone by this time tomorrow. It was nice to see, even if a bit late in the season. Too bad it didn't come on Christmas Eve.
Name That Tune
I haven't done a Name That Tune entry in a long time, so here goes. Same rules apply: 5 points for correct song, 5 points for correct musician. Enjoy!1. When I step out
I'm going to do you in
2. You got mud on yo' face
You big disgrace
Kickin' your can all over the place
3. I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag,
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
4. If the real thing dont do the trick
You better make up something quick
5. Like a lazy flowing river
Surrounding castles in the sky
6. Did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
7. You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell you body to the night
8. It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.
She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.
9. Your hands build me up when I'm sinking
Just touch me and my troubles all fade
10. Don't sit cryin' over good things you've had,
There's a girl right next to you
And she's just waiting for something you do.
11. You're digging for gold, you're throwing away
A fortune in feelings, but someday you'll pay
12. And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
13. I was cutting the rug
Down at a place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lou
14. Well, I coulda been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don't have to be clear
15. When lonely days turn to lonely nights
You take a trip to the city lights
16. You don't know what we can see
Why don't you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
17. Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
18. Ah so let her go don't start spoiling the show
It's a bad dream
19. You're still the one that makes me strong
Still the one I want to take along
20. They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle
21. See, don't ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
22. I really must confess right here
The attraction was purely physical
23. Yeah, I'd like to hear some funky dixieland
And dance a honky tonk
24. And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing
25. And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
February Odds and Ends
I'm too distracted today to write a proper entry, so I leave you with a few odds and ends.For the last few months, I've had a "dog machine" living directly across the street from me. What is a "dog machine", you might ask?
It's not a machine, of course; it's just a dog on the smaller end of medium. The reason I call this animal a "dog machine" is that it is constantly barking, morning, noon, and night in a precise, measured rhythm. The dog never gets tired of barking and never gets a sore throat. It's almost as if my neighbor has placed a recording of a dog barking in their backyard in a continuous 24-hour loop.
Fortunately, the normal sounds inside my house pretty much cover up the incessant barking.
But I feel sorry for the dog. It's obvious the dog is lonely being stuck in the back yard all the time and simply wants attention. And I have to admit I don't understand the mentality of people who get an animal, then never spend any time interacting with it, other than at feeding time.
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I've noticed that new fast food restaurants in my area are placing their drive-through windows higher than was previously standard in such places. Previously, when going through a fast food drive-through, I would hand my money straight across; now I'm handing it up to the clerk. No doubt the ubiquity of SUVs in American life is responsible for this new phenomenon.
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I've got a new favorite commercial on the radio. This one is for Frank's Red Hot Sauce, where an elderly woman tells us, "I put that sh-BEEP! on everything!" in a sweet, little-old-lady tone of voice. I'm surprised the morality police isn't foaming at the mouth to get this commercial off the air. Yes, there's a beep, but there's enough of the original word that everyone knows she's really saying, "I put that shit on everything"
Why Sleeping Late Is Good For You
While browsing the net the other day for blogging fodder, I found an article that gave three reasons why sleeping late may be beneficial1. Eight hours of sleep might not be enough
Research by Henry Ford Hospital Sleep Disorders Center found that people who slept eight hours and then claimed they were "well rested" actually performed better and were more alert if they slept another two hours. Until the invention of the light bulb, the average person slept 10 hours a night.
2. Night owls are more creative
Artists, writers, and coders typically fire on all cylinders by crashing near dawn and awakening at the crack of noon. In one study, "evening people" almost universally aced a standardized creativity test. Their early-bird brethren struggled for passing scores.
I know this is true for me, as I tend to do my best writing late at night.
3. Rising early is stressful
The stress hormone cortisol peaks in your blood around 7 am. So if you get up then, you may experience tension.
This is also rings true to me. When I was in school and when I've worked first shift jobs, I never could get used to rising early, no matter how early I'd gone to bed the night before. I'd always "drag anchor" until noon each day, feeling vaguely sick to my stomach until that time.
Ho-Hum Christmas
Christmas was kind of ho-hum and uneventful. A few days before Christmas, my car car chose to break down and I was out of work for two days -- unpaid, of course -- so I was penniless for Christmas.My son and I planned to go see the new movie Valkyrie on Xmas night. But neither of us felt like going -- I'd read a review that panned it -- so we decided to pass on it.
We ate at Denny's and though the food was good, the service was abysmal. We had to wait nearly an hour after ordering our food to get it and I was about ready to eat my shoes by the time the waitress brought it.
That was about it for Christmas. I didn't hear from any family members.
Ho-hum. Yawn.
Christmas Odds and Ends
Today, I thought I'd write a Christmas themed odds and ends entry.For years, I thought that one of the lines in the Christmas song, "I'll Be Home For Christmas" was:
Christmas eve will find me
Where I long to be
Where I long to be
The actual words are:
Christmas eve will find me
Where the love light gleams
I like my words better; they make more sense. What the fuck is a "love light", anyway. It sounds kind of erotic, which I'm sure wasn't the intent of the songwriter.
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In the instrumental version of "Sleigh Ride", there is a sound at the end that imitates the sound of a horse neighing. Has anyone ever wondered how that sound was produced? Well, wonder no more as I'm about to tell you.
I was a trumpet player in the high school band and when our band played that song, it was my job to produce that sound. I produced that sound by pressing the valve only halfway down and by using either a cup or a Harmon mute. Worked every time.
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In January of 1945, during the Battle of the Bulge, General Patton wrote a Christmas filk to the tune of "O Little Town of Bethlehem", in response to a German counterattack which destroyed the Belgian town of Houffalize:
O little town of Houffalize,
How still we see thee lie;
Above they steep and battered streets
The aeroplanes sail by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Not any Goddamned light;
The hopes and fears of all thy years
Were blown to hell last night.
How still we see thee lie;
Above they steep and battered streets
The aeroplanes sail by.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Not any Goddamned light;
The hopes and fears of all thy years
Were blown to hell last night.
What Blows? The Horn Or The Driver?
Most people use their car horns to chastize other drivers, to express their low opinion of the driving skills of drivers around them and to display their desire to hurry.The incessant horn honking has created noise pollution problems in areas with cramped streets and high car density. In July, traffic police in Mumbai launched a "No Honking Movement" led by taxi drivers who took an oath not to honk. Last year, Shanghai banned honking downtown
But the original purpose of equipping cars with horns was safety -- to warn other drivers to help avoid collisions or other hazards, not to urge slow-reacting drivers to get moving when a traffic light changes.
Evidence is inconclusive as to whether horn honking actually reduces accidents, and some have noted that there is a tendency to shift the fault for collisions to the honked-at, rather than the honker.
A Londoner argued this case in 1912: "Drivers have escaped punishment because they hooted loudly just before killing an aged and deaf colonel, or an elderly woman, deaf, and blind of one eye, or capsizing another car and injuring three or four persons … Ordinary care and precaution would have prevented each of such accidents. Hooting, however, is counted a sufficient set-off against the lack of such care and precaution."
Research into car horn honking has indicated that those who rely heavily on the horn tend to be aggressive, impatient drivers.
Jeff Muttart, a traffic-accident reconstructionist, has studied hundreds of surveillance videos of real-life car crashes and near-crashes. In 2005, he concluded that emergency horn use is not associated with decreased accident involvement. He found that drivers never steered and honked at the same time, and usually they didn't honk at all. About half of emergency honks were meant to chastise and came only after the danger was over. The other half were just preludes to a crash. Muttart explains that our inefficient horn use is linked the fact that most drivers use their horns to express their opinion of the driving skills or lack thereof of other drivers, rather than restricting it solely for emergency use.
Ill-timed honking, even when used to warn other drivers and cyclists, can backfire, startling the honked-at, causing them to freeze or lose control of their steering. This often causes the crashes that the honker meant to avoid. Many drivers use their horns, when their brakes should have been used, instead.
Many cities have banned unnecessary horn honking, such as someone laying on the horn to let his date know he's arrived, for example, and ticket offenders.
I have to admit I'm definitely an offender in using my horn to express my opinion when confronted with bad driving, usually when someone runs a red light. But I've also used the horn for its intended use and have averted a few crashes that way -- usually when someone is backing out of a parking space without looking and is about to hit me. And I'm getting more patient with drivers who don't move as soon as the light turns green.
How about you? What kind of a honker are you?
Bad Things Happen All At Once
It seems that when money is especially tight for me, things happen to make me have to spend money.A few weeks ago, my car died, which turned out to be an electrical problem that wiped out all the remaining credit on my "car repair" credit card. A couple of weeks before that, I had to have a new battery, and a few weeks before that, a new tire.
So, naturally, I want to cool it on using charge cards until I get this crap paid down.
It's not to be, however. About a week and a half ago, my ear was itching, so I pushed that little ear flap several times to stop the itching. It stopped the itching all right -- and stopped up my ear, immediately reducing my hearing to a great degree.
I went to get some peroxisde to loosen up the wax in there, as I have a tendency to produce excess amounts of the crap, but it didn't work. After two treatments, I remained as deaf as ever. I went and bought some of that stuff specially meant for this, along with one of those blue bulbs at the drug store. Same result. I tried holding my nose and blowing, yawning, and opening my mouth as wide as I could. Nothing worked.
I've had this problem several times over the course of my life, and I've had to go to the doctor to have it irrigated when the usual home remedies do not work. I really needed the home remedies to work this time, because I don't want to go to the doctor and spend more money now.
Because I don't have any health insurance, it's not a matter of paying a low deductible. I have to pay full price every time I see the doctor, so I try to limit it to the bare essentials and even then, I put it off as long as I can.
But I can't stand going around half-deaf much longer. Things sound strange and it's hard to judge from which directions sounds are coming from. Some things sound louder than normal, while other things are almost unintelligible.
So, I suppose I'll be taking a trip to the doctor on my next two days off and blow some more money than I don't have.
Sigh.
I'm hoping that Obama puts health care reform at the top of his agenda come January, so that I will one day soon not have to be stingy with my health.
Thoughts?
Bad Week
I'd written the other day that my AC had conked out though it was only four years old.Well, the week hasn't gotten any better. The next day, my computer was acting slower than normal, so I rebooted it as that usually helps to speed it up a bit. When I came back online and opened the Firefox browser, I discovered that all my bookmarks had vanished. Poof! So, I've been laboriously going around to various sites trying to re-create what I had. But I had a complicated set of bookmarks and I know I'll never remember what all I had, so I won't get everything back.
The next thing I did was schedule a backup for the computer. It stopped midway through, informing me I didn't have enough space to perform a full backup. I was pissed off to find that it had retained what it had been able to back up until that point, however, and had eaten up what space I'd had available. And I have no fucking clue how to get rid of the partial backup I did so I can get back what space I'd had available before starting the backup.
I had the day off yesterday and though it was raining, I went out to pay some bills. It was clammy and humid in addition to being wet. Nevertheless, I was glad to be under my car's cool air conditioning considering I now have none in the house. As I paid the last bill at a drive up window, a man in the next lane pointed out to me that I had a flat tire. Fucking great. It was pouring down rain at this time and I certainly didn't want to be out trying to change a tire in that weather.
However, there was a tire store a block from where I was, so I crept down there carefully. It was OK, as it wasn't quite to the point of being a flopping flat tire just yet. I even clung to the vain hope that it was just a leak that could be repaired. But that was silly of me. It, of course, needed to be replaced, even though the tire in question was less than a year old. Money has been tight lately and I really didn't need to be buying another one now. But as I can't put it off and drive with only three tires, I did what I had to do.
As I sat in the waiting room, the TV was talking about tornado warnings all over my area. I commented on this to the clerk and he said the tornado sirens in town had gone off two times already that afternoon.
WTF? That's the first I'd heard of it. Though I lived a couple of miles from where the tire store was, I'd not heard any sirens at all. The closest siren to me is about a mile off and with two fans running in my house, there's no way I'd have heard it unless I stepped outside and even then, I'd have to listen carefully to pick it up.
We had several more warnings throughout the evening, though none in my direct area and the rain continued as the remnants of Hurricane Fay slowly made its way through the area. I'm under a tornado watch even as I type, but I'm guessing it's only a precaution, as I think the bulk of what's left of the storm has moved northward.
I can only hope the rest of my week get better.
Hot, Hot, Hot!
On Sunday night, my air conditioner quit on me. It made this squealing sound, then quit. The compressor works, but the fan won't blow any air.This air conditioner is only four years old. I had my previous air conditioner for twenty years without any problems, so this really tees me off.
And I can't afford to call in a repairman, nor get a new one.
I suppose I'm lucky it didn't happen in May, but we've still got some hot weather ahead of us. I went out and bought a couple more fans, but it's not really cutting it.
I'm lucky that my house is well-shaded, as it would be no doubt worse if I had a atark, bare, treeless yard.
If it's not one thing, it's another. Sigh.
Odds and Ends
It seems as if both radio and TV have come up with a new crop of obnoxious commercials for the summer season. Some of the latest offenders are:* A series if Aflac commercials where the Aflac duck makes screechy "ack, ack, ack, ack" sounds. I think the worst of that bunch is the one where an auto mechanic is talking about his repair shop providing Aflac for their employees, where the duck imitates a car that is hard to start: "Af LACK, ACK, ACK, ACK, ACK, AAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!" I want to wring the "acking" duck's neck every time I hear an Aflac commercial
* The Honda "I'm back and I'm knocking" commercial complete with the sound of someone knocking on a TV screen. I want to knock that guy's head off every time I hear it.
* Bullfrog Sun Block. The kid yelling BULL frog! several times during the commerical makes me want to yell BULL shit! back at him.
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As anyone who lives or has ever been to the United States knows, toilet paper is marketed as "bathroom tissue" here, though toilet paper is never referred to as such in conversations. "Toilet paper" is the most common polite reference to this most useful product, though I've heard "toilet tissue" infrequently from those of a more genteel nature, and sometimes by the acronym, "TP". More commonly, I hear it referred to my cruder terms: shit paper, hockey paper, crap paper, and so on.
But never, ever, as "bathroom tissue"
I'm wondering if it's always been marked on packages as "bathroom tissue" and, if so, why? If not, what was it originally called and who decided to start marketing it under this euphemism.
And I'd ask readers who live in the UK, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, or any other English-speaking country, how are packages of toilet paper marked in your country?
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While listening to a local talk show, one of the hosts mentions to the other host that he was offended by a political bumper sticker he'd seen recently that included the "f bomb", to use his own words. He asked the other host, who is a lawyer, whether or not there were "decency" laws that be leveled against the owner of the car with the offending sticker.
I rolled my eyes at this, knowing that he was going to trot out the old, tired "But what about the children!" rationale for wanting to limit the free speech of another person.
And he did not disappoint me. No sooner had I thought this than he said, "Well, I don't want my kids to have to read that! And you have to see it if you're pulled up right behind him!"
For one thing, no, you don't "have to" read it. You don't have to look at the bumper -- you can look at the trunk, the back window, and so on, instead. And you should have your kids in the back seat, anyway, where they couldn't read it to begin with.
People are so predictable.
Claustrophobia.
Just a little claustrophobic, hmm?
Apparently the owner of this tiny house on wheels doesn't mind. Dee Williams wanted to live a more environment-friendly life, and this 84 square foot doll house was one of the ways she chose.
The small house, which fits into a standard parking space was built from salvaged materials.
Her heating bill is only six dollars a month and solar panels allow her to have free electricity.
It might be fun when going camping or otherwise traveling, but I don't think I could take it full time. For one thing, I'd not be able to fit my entire book collection in there, though the loft bedroom looks sufficient for bedroom activities.
Higher Gas Prices and Riding Bicycles
Now that gas prices are skyrocketing, I'm seeing more and more adults riding bicycles around town.Nearly all these bike riders use the road, rather than biking on sidewalks, as many places around town don't even have sidewalks.
In accordance with what is the law in most states, such bicyclists ride with car traffic, instead of against it.
I've never understood that law. As a kid, I always rode against traffic. When one rides against traffic, they can see what's coming at them and can adjust their path accordingly. When my son was a kid, I'd told him to ride against traffic as well.
I'd feel uncomfortable riding with traffic, having to blindly trust motorists to watch out for me. And as a motorist, I'm frequently confronted with bicycle riders who misjudge the proper place to aim their bicycles on the road and end up too close to the lane of car traffic.
As gas prices remain high, we can expect to see even more bicyclists on the roads, which has the potential to create even more traffic problems. Some places have roads sufficiently wide enough to create special bike lanes, but most do not.
What are your thoughts on this issue?
Earworms in Commercials
There are a few current commercials whose jingles have turned into earworms for me. That is, the tunes tend to replay endlessly in my head.The first is a commercial for Sears' appliances. There's not much to the jingle, except them singing, "Well, all right!" and "Ooh Hoo" in an endless loop. Nevertheless, it's catchy and it's stuck in my head.
Another commercial is for K9 Advantix insect treatment for dogs. It has a dog singing a silly tune:
There ain't no bugs on me
There ain't no bugs on me
There may be bugs on some of you mugs
But there ain't no bugs on me
Yeah, there may be bugs on some of you mugs
But there ain't no bugs on me
It's silly, but I find myself singing the damn song sometimes when I'm driving down the road.
The last commercial is for The Money Store. I get a kick out of this commercial mainly for the visuals that go with the lyrics. One verse goes:
On title loans
The first month's free
And the repo man
Ain't gettin' your keys
During this part of the jingle, it shows a guy with messy hair wearing dirty clothes, shifting his bulging eyes back and forth, while he's sniffing and holding out his hand. I'd never do business with one of these places and the music is cheesy, so I guess it's the ridiculous looking repo man that makes the tune stick in my head.
Are there any commercials you like in spite of, or maybe because of, how stupid they are?
For Once, I Have No Complaints About the Weather
I had just finished an entry, when my computer crashed and it, naturally, vaporized the entire entry. I don't know why these things don't ever happen right after I make a post.Anyway, anyone who knows me knows that I hate spring and summer because I hate hot weather. But compared to last year, this year hasn't been so bad so far.
Last year, we had days in the 90s starting in mid-March. This year, the highest we've seen so far is the very low 80s, and those have yet to be consistent. Rather, the average daytime temps have been in the upper 60s to low 70s. I can handle that, especially if the humidity is low and the nights are cool.
The last two days have been great with highs in the mid sixties and lows in the upper 30s and lower 40s, which I consider to be optimal sleeping weather.
Even the pollen-and-bird-shit season has been shorter and less intense this year.
There are some things I like about this time of year. I like having more hours of daylight to work with, for one thing. And I like my trees fully covered in leaves for two main reasons: it helps to screen my house from the view of passersby and the shade from the trees helps to keep my power bills lower in the summer.
It would be nice if the weather would stay like this all summer, but I know that's about as likely as finding an honest politican, so be prepared for my usual rants about the weather this summer.
How's the weather in your area?
One Thing I'm Thankful For
Gas prices continue to rise in my area and there seemingly is no end in sight, as the US is expected to hit an unprecedented four dollars a gallon this summer.I know British and European readers will think Americans are whining (whinging?) over nothing, considering that they've always had high gas prices. However, one must remember that the US does not have a national health care system and 47 million of us have no health insurance, with millions more becoming underinsured, as more companies are either cutting out health insurance altogether or offering inferior plans where one pays more and gets less.
But I am grateful for one thing.
I'm glad I'm driving this:
Instead of this:
It probably costs more to fill the tank of one of these behemoths once than I spend in groceries in a month.
Bathroom Habits and Personality
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What Your Bathroom Habits Say About You |
 You are very independent and self-centered. You don't solve other people's problems - and you don't expect them to solve yours. Your idea of fashion is jeans and a t-shirt. Clean, if you're lucky. You are a very outgoing person. You are true to yourself, and you never hold back. In relationships, you are practical and realistic. You have a romantic side, but you only let it out when it's appropriate. |
Miscellania
Two kids somewhere in my neighborhood got mopeds recently. How do I know? It's easy -- they're constantly riding the damned things up and down the street at all hours. I'm guessing they think they're cool; that they're "real bikers". On the contrary. The buzzing, mosquito-like whine of a moped is nothing like the deep-throated growl of a full-fledged motorcycle. Sorry, kids. Riding a moped up and down the same street for hours on end doesn't make you a "real biker" -- rather it makes you a "pesty nerd".________________________
It seems that the latest advertising buzz word in the fast food industry is "melty". I've been hearing it a lot in commercials in the last year, starting with a Taco Bell commercial, if I'm not mistaken. The latest use of this pseudo-word (the proper adjective is "melted") is on a commercial for the McDonald's double cheeseburger. The cheese is melted....errr "melty"...on a cheeseburger! Who knew?
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I've found a funny website, Today's Gripe which is a blog full of rants, both from the webmaster and those submitted by readers. I contributed one of my favorite rants, "A Typical Trip to McDonald's" which can be read by clicking on the link. I'm sure the blog owner will be happy to post some of your rants as well.
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Yesterday, I heard a news story about a golfer that killed a bird. What got my attention apart from the story was the golfer's first name, Trip. I hope this is only a nickname. Now I don't know about you, but I don't think I'd want to go through life being addressed by a word that is a synonym for "stumble". I mean, you might as well call the guy "Spaz".
This pretentious sounding (nick)name is one of several of this type: Skip, Buster, Buzzy, Binky, ad nauseum.
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I got an email from a friend in Mississippi accompanied by pictures of the snowstorm they got last night. At the same time, I see that the Lincoln family up in Ohio is similarly inundated.
Not us. Spring has been well under way for the last couple of weeks. It nearly hit 70 yesterday, the trees are budding, and I found bird shit on the car yesterday. The only thing yet to make its appearance is the yellow-green pollen on the cars.
Today we had a "cold snap" -- it's in the 40s today -- but nowhere near snowing weather. Sigh.
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