Friday, February 22, 2008

Even Psychos Get Thirsty

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Exactly What I Need

One of the big pet store chains sent me an e-mail inviting me to celebrate pet dental health month.

Uh huh.

First... I don't think Geico would sit still for me to floss his teeth.

Second... do I really want the guy who tried to bite me again to have nice strong healthy teeth??

And finally, I axe ya... is this the face of a stone-cold psychotic killer???

Friday, February 15, 2008

Once Upon A Time, In My Wildest Dreams

Got my Moody Blues concert ticket in the mail yesterday, along with some assorted swag (badge with lanyard, Moody Blues luggage tag, and Moody Blues umbrella of all things).

Looked up my seat on the venue's seating chart, and it's pretty darn fabulous, considering I came to the party just a little late:

And here is an actual shot of the theater. If you look closely, you can pick out where I will be sitting 23 days and 12 hours from now (but who's counting, anyway?):

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Not Quite The Panic I Was Expecting...

By the time the guys got here, I had the kitchen and living room ready to go, but had barely begun on the disaster that is the office.

Not to worry, said the window guy. Just clear the stuff off the top of the desk; in fact, you can leave that giant shoe box-sized battery back-up unit right where it is, and we'll throw a tarp over it.

So they got my three windows set, but not trimmed. That, they will do tomorrow. So there's still cold air coming in around the edges--but it's no worse than the old 50-year-old leaky windows. And once they put in the trim and caulk the inside, I'll be snug as a bug in a rug. Or something.

Meanwhile, I had to set the computer back up so I could get some work done. Hopefully I won't have to completely tear it apart again tomorrow....

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

A Little More Notice Would Have Been Nice.

Way back around Halloween they measured my apartment for new windows.

I thought they'd forgotten all about it.

This afternoon the landlord called to say they will be here TOMORROW MORNING, and oh by the way I have to clear out everything that's in front of the three windows to be replaced.

If you have ever seen my computer desk, you will know why I am laughing hysterically and the little men in the white coats are knocking at my door. They're coming to take me away, ha ha, ho ho, hee hee.


Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Does This Mean Those Commercials Are Over Now?

If I'd had to watch the Hildabeast or Obamaramalamading-dang on my TV one more time, somebody was going to get hurt. Thank heaven we now have a break....

Ever since November 2004, the church ladies at my polling place have been serving cookies and coffee. That election day, the line went clear across the parking lot, and it was nearly an hour wait.

Today, there was no line... but they still served cookies. Nice church ladies.

Because of all the hoo-ha about electronic voting... my county has gone back to paper ballots. And not even the old punch ballots. These ballots were sort of a fill-in-the-arrow-with-the-pen thing. Returns will be late and slow in coming. But at least there will be no arguments about chads or hacked voting machines. (I wonder if those pens in the booths had eraseable ink...?)

I held my nose and voted, and then voted "no" on all the propositions.

Then I went to the dentist, and while he stabbed me with the novocaine needle, he told me he had voted 2 weeks ago by mail, and somehow he was not at surprised when I listed some of the candidates on my ballot.

Oddly enough... I find Republicans almost everywhere I go in this town. So how come we can't field a candidate who will stay in town long enough to run against our congress-critter, that moron who has never even held a real job?

Friday, February 1, 2008

Attention, Spammers.

You did not fool me with the spoofed IP address on your lengthy and highly offensive comment, which I have deleted. You cannot hide your real origins from the CrankyBeach, who is after all the Queen of all geekdom (tm). You have been reported to your ISP, and I hope they shut you down. And then kick your asteroids all the way to the Kuiper belt. Bare nekkid with hobnailed boots.

For those who didn't see it... the comment was over 5000 words long, contained many, many misspelled words, made no sense, and included 21 instances of the F-word alone.

Who has enough time on their hands to sit down and write garbage like this--much less to disseminate it and try to hide its origins? Geeez.

Perhaps Sunny will do something about this kind of thing if she is elected President.

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