To The Metal

Just got back from Best Buy before, expected to pay over $200 to get all 3 full seasons of BSG, but was pleasantly surprised at the register when seasons 1,2.0,2.5, and 3 ran up to about $120.  Now I know what I’ll be doing this weekend.

The only one that was actually marked down on the shelf was season 3, the rest were marked at full price – same for the website.  If you’re a Battlestar Galactica fan who has been waiting for the right time to buy the DVD’s – go for it.

So the President in his infinite wisdom decided that what the economy needs right now is more money in the hands of consumers.  To that end, he effected a new stimulus package which gives each American taxpayer who earns less than $75,000 a year anywhere from $300 to $600.  Now I knew about this when it happened, I read some newspapers and websites, as well as heard about it on the nightly news.  Even Rush Limbaugh had a segment about it.

All that said – why did the IRS need to spend $42 million dollars to notify me that I was getting $600 bucks?

Personally, I believe that if our dollar wasn’t worth less than a roll of Charmin on the world market, our Government had spending under control, and taxes were low enough – I wouldn’t need a $600 check from the Fed to help stimulate the economy.

But anyhow – that check should cover the new cylinder heads and gaskets for the pickup… so thanks George.

Saved a puppy this morning.

Was headed into work, when I saw this little white fluffy guy in the middle of the road snacking on roadkill.  Of course I stopped, I was surprised that nobody nailed him yet.  So I laid on the horn a couple times, and eventually the dog latched on to the dead whatever, and pulled it off the road.

Since I’ve personally seen people swerve to hit an animal on the shoulder, I knew that the dog was still going to get nailed.  It had a tag on it, so as I walked over to it to try and find out where it belongs, the owner popped his head out and started shouting for it.  I told the guy it was in the middle of the road eating roadkill, hope he didn’t think I was trying to steal it.

I turn around in time to see a big tanker truck blaze past my car with maybe an inch to spare.

Oi.

Feeling antsy right now… Maybe watching a movie about the last human on Earth (I Am Legend) is not the best thing to watch when I kind of feel that way.

Oh… why the hell not.

Can you do that again?

Heading back to work from Lunch, I’m at the stop light before the merge, and an antique Caprice is next to me.

The light goes green and I hang back a second like I usually do, figure if the guy in the next lane is going to go for it, I’m not going to bother.  So I pull out, and the guy fenders me across the intersection and 1/4 of the way up the merge.  I punch the gas and get ahead of him.  In my rear view I see the shit head clapping.

Some people are just assholes, gotta love it.

1158 – Well I’m here. I can’t say I am enjoying it very much… So far the only high-point of this new college experience was my neighbor lending me his copy of Diablo – which I have been playing to keep my mind clear. It seems when I start to think, I only cry. The computer is set up, obviously – but not on the network yet. I have to wait until Tuesday for some pencil pusher to punch my info into the system. I called up some people last night, like Gary, Paul, and Laura…. Laura was the only one I actually spoke to for a bit, kinda made me feel better – until I hung up that is. I left my phone number with everyone else; but so far I haven’t gotten a single call. Go figure. Anyhow, I’m sitting here, typing this crap, listening to Coverdale/Page and trying not to lose my mind. I haven’t gotten my books for my classes yet, chances are the place will be closed until Tuesday anyway… Agh crap… Sensitivity training?! bbl…

2015 DAMNIT… I HATE THIS NETWORK CARD… It just crashed my word processor while I was typing this… so here we go again. I walked out of the Sensitivity training, I came here to learn – not to be brainwashed. Both speakers were highly prejudiced with their own demons, and one was VERY sexist when it came to her views on men. So, instead of going crazy and screaming my opinion until their ears bled, I walked out. Next, I went to the campus deli and got some foodstuffs, like velveeta, iced tea mix, and some Ramen noodles. I’ve been here only 2 days and have already learned something, DO NOT BUY BAKED RAMEN NOODLES! I bought some Campbell Ramen packs, 3 to be exact. I reluctantly finished the beef flavored concoction about an hour ago… It tasted like crap. First of all, there wasn’t enough sodium in it. Less than 1000mg. Any GOOD Ramen packet has at least 2500mg I’m guessing. Too much sodium is bad for you, I know that much, but when it comes to Ramen noodles, too much is just right. The noodles texture was also quite shitting, they were baked, not fried like the good stuff. I didn’t even bother to finish the broth, I ate the noodles and heaved the rest out the window, which earned some decent screams, so I know I’m appreciated at least.

Maureen called me up while I was cooking the shit, I spoke with her for a few minutes, I’m not feeling as shitty as I did earlier, but I know it’ll kick in sooner or later. Woah, some babes just walked in (Laura if you’re reading this, don’t freak, I haven’t seen anything that even holds a candle to you – Paul, if you’re reading this… I HAVE BABES AND YOU DON’T! HAHAHAHA!)… Ah, they don’t like me already, which is a good thing, came in, saw me, walked out, an omen? *Pause to drink some Jolt (thanks Paul). Mike, if you see this, I’m playing some Journey now, HINT HINT. Hee hee, everyone’s shutting their doors, LONG LIVE ROCK ‘n’ ROLL!

A nice pause between playing Diablo… I’m horribly addicted to it, and since I don’t have Internet yet, it’s all I’ve got, other than the Doom, Quake, and Hexen… hehehehe. If I was Beavis, I’d be wankin’ it right now.

Welp, that’s my first post – I was 17 when I wrote that… Beavis??? Hah. Next episode is coming soon.