So what did Santa crap down your chimney this year?

I got a cold.

Yes, it's my own damn fault, but I blame Yolie and Jimmy. They suprise me Christmas eve and I go walking outside (in 40 degree temps) wearing nothing more than sandals and a t-shirt and shorts.

After all, thats what I was wearing to bed when I was woken up by Yolie.

I need to hit the stores now that the after holiday rush is over. I need a new leather jacket. My old one was a little too short on the sleeves and would bunch up around the elbow whenever I extended my arm for any reason. Im sure the sales will still be in effect.

I also want to buy a garlic roaster. Those things are friggin' fun.

Anywho. Blogger's new method of logging in disrupts my normal update pattern. Normally I was able to log in at the alarm company, but now that the changes are made away from the BETA system, I might actually be able to log in now.

That remains to be seen.

For now, I am off to go blow my nose into some pillowy soft tissue paper. I thought about blowing my nose in a soft pillow, but... eeeeeeeeeew.

Where's my tea cup? I needs myself some green tea --

AW CRAP!

I just realized I left a newly brewed cup of tea sitting on the talk set.

An hour ago.

Hold on a moment...

(walks to talk set)

It's cold. I just checked it.

Oh well, at least I will brew a fresh cup.

DEAR GOD NO

DEAR FUCKING GOD NO!!!

Ford is actually considering BASTARDIZING the Ford Mustang into... Oh God, I can't wrap my mouth around the words...

A STATION WAGON.

Whoever thought this idea NEEDS TO BE DRAGGED OUT INTO THE STREET, SHOT AND RAN OVER BY EVERY MUSTANG OWNER/ LOVER IN NORTH AMERICA.

THIS IS NOT THE INTENDED PURPOSE OF THE ORIGINAL MUSTANG. THE SPIRIT IS GONE IF YOU ADD 2 MORE DOORS, LET ALONE A FUCKING WAGON TO IT!!!

The hate mail to Ford has begun with me. If it takes me creating new email addresses every week, I am going to deluge them with negative email in hopes they do not EMBARRASS themselves releasing this abomination into the automotive world.

Nasty Habits

I am a techno-whore. I like technology and everything attached to it. The prestige, the glamor, the sort of snobbish behavior that comes with fine electronics. I also like the attention I get with them.

I'm shallow, I know.

But all joking aside, there's a nasty little habit that I am starting to pick up and I know its seemingly benin & innocent.



I chew on my stylus.

What the frag are these things made of? I think its made of delicious titanium. They don't seem to break easily and are pretty damn light weight.

I digress. The Treo is an awesome little PDA/ phone/ entertainment center all wrapped up in a touch screen & BLUETOOTH bundle of fun. I will sit and stare at the screen for hours it seems and whenever I need the stylus its always in its little notch in back of the unit. Then I got into this habit of just leaving it in my mouth so its easier to get to.

Why I figured something would be easier to get to in my mouth than its intended location is beyond me.

What? Why are you looking at me like that?

Why does it happen when the weather gets cold?

Sorry guys, been busy last week.

I wanted to update the blog, but due to Blogger Beta's inability to cooperate with some other computers I use, this is the first chance I have had to update several things.

With that said.

Last Friday was cold. Nothing like you see in Chicago, Hanover, NH or Alaska, but cold enough to make your hands go numb after a few minutes, and your ears red and painful. The day warmed up, but not when I needed it to.



On my way to work at 5am, I got a flat tire.



The nail just punctured it, but the tire held air long enough for me to get to work and park. It was more than halfway flat when I parked and 3 hours later, at 7am when I checked on it, it was completely flat.

Thankfully, the jack worked better than any other jack I have used on any other vehicle I have owned.

That was definitely not the way I wanted to change a tire. Thankfully, I wasn't anywhere on the freeway when that happened, so I guess beggars can be choosers.

The car looks hideous with that "donut" spare tire.

I digress.

More to come.