August 17, 2007

-- Toney bought me a new computer chair today. For the past couple of years I’d been using an old dining room chair with the back broken-off, and she hated it. It was just four legs and an ass-platform, and I don’t even know what happened to the part you’re supposed to lean against. I have a feeling it’s in the basement somewhere, or maybe the garage.

Anyway, she took it upon herself to buy me a new chair, and it’s going to take some getting used to. Right now I feel like I’m typing uphill, if you know what I mean. This deal is slightly lower than the old ass-scaffolding (ass-scaff), and I’m not sure I care for it.

And how much you want to bet the previous “chair” is already in the trash? I’m getting a sick feeling in my stomach, and this time it has nothing to do with the 40 ounces (or so) of Dunkin Donuts coffee sloshing around in there…

-- I’m also having trouble with email. For some reason Comcast is flagging everything addressed to thewvsr as spam, and won’t allow it to drop into my inbox. And this makes me go grrrr... I appreciate their spam-filtering efforts, I really do, but they’re getting a tad overzealous. Ya know?

This happened once before, and I had to have my webhost contact my internet provider; my people talked to their people, and got everything straightened out. 

At that time I also set it up so every Surf Report email is sent to a second destination, as back-up. But I’m still not convinced everything is making it to me.

It’s political correctness gone mad! Or something.

-- Any opinions on folks visiting England for the first time in late March? That’s what we’re considering, but I’m mildly concerned about the weather. Not so much the temperatures, mind you, but the rain. 

I’ve done a little research, and it looks kinda moist in March. But I don’t want to go over there when it’s hot, and I don’t want to go when school is out either. I’m looking for jacket weather, and small crowds. 

Any opinions on London in late March? Let me know, won’t you? I crave information, the same way I’m craving Dairy Queen slaw dogs.

-- Check this out. There’s a definite mocking tone to the piece, but I don’t care. Laugh all you want, shitlips, as long as you get the URL correct! I think Teddy Roosevelt said that.

-- Steve and I are going to see New York play Detroit at Yankee Stadium on Sunday, and we’re traveling by bus.

Supposedly, this will be the view from our seats.

Originally we were to board in the Sears parking lot, near the automotive center. But yesterday I received an email with a lot of bold red lettering inside, informing me the location has changed. Now it’s at K-Mart, a mile or so away.

Why? Why would the pick-up point change? It’s not as if the stores will be open at that godforsaken hour of the morning. I think they’re just screwing with us. I suspect they oversold the tour, and are messing around hoping somebody misses the bus, so as to avoid a “scene.”

Does that sound paranoid? Well, it’s the way I roll.

Something else in the literature that I found to be a bit curious, is a note about the so-called tailgate party. They plead, in all caps, for us to be patient and allow a few minutes for the grills to be set-up, and for the food to cook.

The fact they felt compelled to put that sentence in there, indicates that people have a tendency to get all belligerent and start hollering for their free hotdogs on these trips. 

What are we getting ourselves into?! What kind of people get all worked-up and abusive about hamburgers cooked by bus drivers? It doesn’t exactly give me a warm and fuzzy, know what I’m sayin’?

I’m having visions of the warehouse workers at my old job in Atlanta. Several times each month the company would bring in pizza for everyone, and some of the warehouse people would go into a full-blown frenzy. 

They’d turn aggressive and fights would sometimes break out. I saw a guy load his backpack with pizza slices one day. And it wasn’t unusual for folks to take off with a full pie, and try to wedge it into their lockers.

I’m concerned our bus will be loaded with locker-wedgers on Sunday. Locker-wedgers in novelty caps.

-- I have a metric shitload of fresh Smoking Fish photos, but wasn’t able to get them ready for today. Sorry about that, but I’ll have them for you on Monday. Thanks to everyone who sent ‘em in!

Before I turn it over to Brad, I have a few links, as required by the Blogger’s Union, Local 563. I’m way low on my monthly quota for August…

This is a really good interview with Nick Lowe, over at the Whisperin’ Liberals Radio Network. If you’re a Nick fan, you don’t want to miss it. He talks about the birth of his first child, the death of his parents, and also does a little singing. Good stuff.

Here’s a list (with mp3s!) of the best beer songs. Did they miss any? I don’t think they did.

This is a collection of amazing Google Earth photos. The Oprah maze makes my brain hurt.

And here are a few pictures I meant to highlight when Barry Bonds stole, I mean broke, the home run record last week. Better late than never…

-- Now here’s Brad, to tell you about his own personal Elvis Year. 

I’ll see you guys on Monday, and probably even sooner if you subscribe to the mailing list.

Have a great weekend, folks.

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