Once More, With Feeling
Even NEWER blog ( JournalSpace died on me and everyone else who was stupid enough to think it would last ):
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Even NEWER blog ( JournalSpace died on me and everyone else who was stupid enough to think it would last ):
Oy, where do I begin? There are just too many ulcer-inducing news stories to choose from lately I'm having a hard time choosing which one to rant about first.
Labels: News Stories
Yes, I'm finally back. I originally thought I was back, then I found out that my newly-installed DVD player was playing so dark, it made every movie I watched look like Cabin in the Sky. THEN I discovered that the new used keyboard I bought, had several keys that didn't work. Sooo, I ended up having to take it all back and get them to fix them both. When I initially called to tell them about the DVD issue, they talked to me like I was nuts, arrogantly telling me to "oh, just adjust the contrast/brightness" of my monitor in the preferences panel. Fuckin' DOI! Of course I tried that, but even turned up all the way, you STILL couldn't make out people's faces everything was so dark.
No, I didn't intentionally drop the blog ball again. As I was finally getting back into the groove, from being sick all those weeks, my computer crashed. I made my attempts at "fixing" things, but just ended up with a Norton Utilities disc stuck in my disc drive. I can't say the crash was a total surprise, since various aspects of misc. programs weren't completely functional. I just didn't want to deal with having to reload all my software and transfer tons of files to flash drives (the "burn a CD" function was among those things that weren't cooperating).
Dallas Morning News- Brew a little blast from the past. Mr. Coffee has just released its Classic Edition coffee pot. The old-school design with a top cup rack brings back the days when "coffee break" meant an afternoon at the diner rather than five minutes at a drive-through. And the '70s-inspired polka-dot background adds a little bit of pop to your countertop.
If you've ever watched any of the "women's" channels (Oxygen, Lifetime, etc.), then you've undoubtedly seen one of the 200 eHarmony commercials that seem to be on a perpetual loop after 7pm. I saw this guy and still haven't decided whether to feel incredibly hopeful or horribly depressed. I imagine Curly here, smells like Frito breath and some kind of spiced aftershave my grandpa would've worn. And I just know he normally sports a unibrow. Yikes. Just yikes.
A few weeks ago there was a New Year's marathon of the MSNBC television series Lock-up. I recorded it and just recently got around to watching it. I find the show fascinating. However, the one constant I notice is that there are basically two kinds of prisoners: The innocent "victims" who were [1] in the wrong place at the wrong time, [2] were framed and/or [3] were casualties of The Man. Then there are the ones who actually own their guilt.
Sleepless in Chicago (AKA "Anonymous") writes (in regard to this post, written nearly a year ago):
It's 9:30am and I want Campbell's Vegetable Beef Soup and sourdough toast points. I know what you're thinking: "What are you, some kind of maverick or sumthin'?" I just may be. I just may be.