Sunday, March 22, 2009
I understand that CBS wants to show us all of the excitement, but when it comes to stations of local interest, they should be able to provide a dedicated feed to the local station, especially one in a market that provides them with the highest viewership of any city.
So if you want to complain to CBS, call them at (212) 975 3247 or e-mail email@example.com to let them know your displeasure. The Louisville Cardinals deserve better.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Honestly, when I ordered my battery charger last week, I thought it would come quickly. Amazon has a hub here in Kentucky and I figured it would take a few days. I was wrong. See something wrong with this?
Date Time Location Event Details
March 18, 2009 02:00:00 PM LOUISVILLE KY Arrival Scan
March 18, 2009 02:25:00 AM --- Departure Scan
March 17, 2009 09:20:00 PM --- Arrival Scan
March 17, 2009 06:30:00 PM INDIANAPOLIS IN Arrival Scan
March 15, 2009 08:24:32 AM Lexington KY US Shipment has left seller facility and is in transit
That's right, apparently my battery charger is a Colts fan.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Today's news brought word of the skiing injury of Natasha Richardson. Rupert Murdoch's crappy news sources are reporting her brain dead. TMZ is saying she's alive. And I'm saying it's pretty sad that people are posting this kind of crap without confirmation.
From the stories, it sounds like there is something more to it than a skiing injury. The reports all seem to indicate that whatever her injury was appeared very minor. I wonder if she didn't have something preexisting that kicked in. I hope that she pulls through for her kid's sake.
The Mrs. and me are pretty tired of looking for lice and eggs in the daughter's hair. I think we've managed to get most of them, and the second round of Rid is coming in a few days. It seems like with all the advances in science we could find a better way to rid our kids of these little guys without pulling, yanking, tweezing, and chemical bombing them. Maybe we could simply foreclose on them and get them to move out.
I had a cool day at work. I am close to having my presentation done, and I've been moved into a little different role doing some data analysis, which actually got my brain firing and had me truly excited at work for a long time.
I have ordered a superduper battery charger from Amazon.com. I used their free shipping option to save a bit of green. My status was updated as "shipment has left seller facility and is in transit" on March 15th in the AM. THis was in Lexington, Kentucky. The estimated arrival time is March 21st. Now I realize I didn't pay for shipping, but I could have WALKED a battery charger from Lexington to Louisville in 7 days.
High School Guns
Two students at Valley High School were arrested for bringing guns to school. Call me old fashioned, but I miss the good old days when kids got in trouble for bringing a Walkman to school, not an AK 47.
Finally, the Louisville Arena
Someone needs to explain to me why the city thought that the riverfront was a great place for an arena, especially a location that is located at the foot of two major entrances to Louisville. Every morning seems to have a new backup at the site, as trucks, street sweepers, and workers block the road temporarily. I'm guessing that before the building is finished a serious car accident or pedestrian strike will occur at the location of the arena. One can only imagine what hell traffic will be when the site finally opens for games and events.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Lean Cuisine Pasta Romano With Bacon
At lunch time, I tried a new Lean Cuisine meal that sounded really good: Pasta Romano with Bacon. Unfortunately, it tasted like Ray Romano's Jockey Shorts. I'm not sure the flavor was horrid, but when I fired up the microwave, the meal didn't give off the aroma of tomato, bacon, and cheese, but instead the odd chemical smell of a new Korean import car. The entree was a sludge of tomato sauce with some lousy bowtie pasta, a few tomato chunks and some unidentified pieces of meat that could have been bacon or could have been those random chunks of chicken parts they throw in dried Lipton soup mix.
Nice Convenience -- Louisville Water Company Charges You To Pay Your Bill
To cheer myself up, I decided to pay my water bill, which topped triple digits for the first time in 10 years of paying one. And why not, given the fact that the water company charges you once when you drink it in, and then again when you pee it out. I've not been a huge fan of the water company since they seem not to give a damn about the way that our brand new neighborhood drains (which is slightly reminiscent of one of those tilt-table wooden mazes with the silver marble in it). Anyway, I called to pay my insane water bill and was told, "Sir, do you realize that starting in May, you will be assessed a $2.50 convenience fee for paying your bill with a Credit Card?"
Now I'm not one to pick on CSRs. I've done the job myself and it can be brutal. So I said, "I know you have nothing to do with this, but can you tell me what the heck I actually pay for in my water bill if now I have to also pay for the privilege of sending you money? "
The woman started explaining what each fee on my bill went toward, thinking I actually wanted to know what each line item of my bill was going toward. I interrupted her, "Sorry, that was a rhetorical question." (Silence. I pictured the puzzled look on the other end.)
"Sir, you can sign up for an automatic bank withdraw to pay your bill by going online."
"So for free I can have the privilege of having the Water Company take money from me when they want?"
(Honestly, does ANYBODY enjoy having money automatically pulled from your checking account without verifying the transaction first?)
"I'm trying to understand why you're charging me $2.50 extra to pay you."
"That's the convenience fee that our third party vendor charges for using a credit card."
"Well, that doesn't seem very convenient to me."
"Well sir, it does cost us money do process your card."
"Yes, and it costs Wal-Mart money to process my card, and Target, and Subway, and they all figure out a way to NOT charge me for it, even for a $5 Footlong. I think they consider it a cost of doing business."
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
Why do they ask that question when they know you're pissed? You know damned well that they're giving you the finger on the other end and wanting to hang up.
My car is leaking a fluid of unknown origin that I need to get looked at. At this point, I think it may be incontinent. I'd love to have a new car, but right now, I don't think I could afford a 87 Hyundai Excel. It bums me out. That's the car I brought my daughter home in.
Finally, I ran up to Wal-Mart to get something for dinner and some more OJ. As I was picking up some Tropicana OJ, I remembered something that first caught my attention when I went to open the last container of my second favorite beverage. The normal flat circle lids have now been replaced with a semi-spherical orange shape, complete with a little bump where the navel would be. As a typical male, I couldn't help but realize the new lid looks like a little orange boob. I'm not sure if it is subliminal advertising or not, but I know I'm drinking a lot more OJ. And wondering what Dean's Milk might come up with.
Ten observations and thoughts for the police and suspects on Fox Television's long running show, COPS.
I've been a news junkie for most of my life, but these days I find it very difficult.
- Unemployment reaching double digits.
- Bonuses for executives who failed
- Mass shootings
- Child abuse
- Economy tanking
Not that the news has ever been happy news, but these days the gloom and doom has become too much for even this lifelong pessimist to listen to.
Yesterday was another day spent trying to ensure that our little lice outbreak ends. Combing, killing, washing, drying, spraying, pulling my own hair out.
I watched the first few minutes of Deep End of the Ocean yesterday and was reminded of my own reaction when we thought Maddie had disappeared from our house. The screaming that seemed so over the top in the movie was actually understated. It's a scary experience no parent should have to go through. Even for a brief period of time.
Dinner was Moby Dick fish. Moby Dick always looks like they haven't remodeled since the 1970's. Menu pictures that are as faded as any chinese take out joint, the faded blue paint and wall hangings bought at Garden Ridge add to the "we're not quite yet a viable chain" feel of the joint. The fish was pretty good though, and filling.
That's all I got for right now.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Today we were supposed to have a Girl Scout Cookie booth at our local Wal-Mart in Fern Creek. I have shopped at Wal-Mart for ages, and used to love taking a trip in there for cheap stuff. Now I find it to be one of the most mind numbing and soul sucking experiences one can have. Thankfully, other members of my daughter's troop managed to knock out all their sales before we had to do it. Since it was a rainy, nasty, day and friend of the community Wal-Mart won't let Girl Scouts sell inside of their doors, it was quite the blessing. Maddie was upset though because she had fun selling the cookies.
We came home and I decided to play a round of Call Of Duty: World at War. Hardcore gamers considered it too short and too easy. After the 8,985th bullet to the head during the round, I felt my blood pressure reaching stroke level, and switched over to the relaxing PS3 game Flower. I agree with Karen that it's not as relaxing as I thought, but it has a certain beauty to it.
When we left Wal-Mart (after my 58th shopping trip there in the past week) we saw that another Girl Scout, a teenager, had taken our place. She seemed about 100 times less thrilled about the prospect of selling cookies than my daughter did.