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Guilty Pleasure: Costco

Monday, March 16th, 2009

Yeah, I know, I’m a loser–but I love Costco.  Where else can you buy a laptop and a crate of Vanilla Soymilk, and still have room in your cart for an electronic keyboard, blender, Kirkland socks, and a pick-up truck?

No where.

Yeah, I know that buying in bulk doesn’t ALWAYS save money, but really, I’m going to eventually finish all 10,000 pills of glucosamine, and that pack of 90 oatmeal pouches?  Well, give me 5 months, and I’ll get ‘er done!  Don’t even start me on the electric tooth brush–at least I have a backup now, thanks to the two-pack!  No cavities for me, thank you very much!

Costco embodies our instincts to stock up.  It just makes sense.

With one exception: If you don’t like that trailmix…too bad, pal, you’ve still got 15 lbs to go.

Texting While Driving

Tuesday, March 10th, 2009

While I was driving on the 210 today, I saw a guy in a Lexus SUV driving a little differently than I’m accustomed to seeing.  While he wasn’t swerving through the lanes, he was slowing drifting within his own lane, only to suddenly jerk back.  He did this about ten times or so.  I thought to myself, “he must be text messaging someone.”  Sure enough, as I passed, I looked, and the guy was completely involved in his phone.

Yikes.

I passed him, and kept going.  Someone needs to make a nice application for phones that will to speech-to-text for people just HAVE to email/text while they drive.

Las Vegas!

Saturday, February 21st, 2009

My cousin is getting married, so I’m in Las Vegas for today and tomorrow.  The last time I was here was 2001 for the USC vs. Utah game.  Despite the construction along the strip, we walked from Mandalay Bay up to the Bellagio.

I’ve never been to Vegas with friends–only with family.  This is no exception.  My father is sick with the flu, and my mother, being my mother, feeds off the negativity of his illness.  During the entire time from when we arrived at the hotel (1pm or so) until now (5:30pm), she couldn’t stop talking about anything and everything she could think of–from new hotels, smoking, tattoos, the M&M store, funny looking people…ugh.

Anyway–I can’t wait to come back here WITHOUT the family.  I think the experience would be much better.

Addicted to Television

Friday, February 20th, 2009

There’s a good chance I’m slightly addicted to television.  I watch way too much of it.  Some shows I consider my “must watch” shows, and others are more…elective.

MUST WATCH

  • NCIS
  • The Office
  • Law & Order
  • House
  • Hell’s Kitchen
  • Battlestar Gallactica
  • Chuck
  • Heroes
  • Family Guy
  • Lie to Me

ELECTIVE

  • Bones
  • ER
  • CSI: Miami
  • CSI: New York
  • Knight Rider

I can’t think of the others at the moment.  I know there are more, but that’s pretty much the gist.  I can’t believe I have enough time to watch ANY of them.  What a waste of time!

Ironing Sucks

Wednesday, February 18th, 2009

I had a client meeting today.  It’s actually the first time at this job that I’ve gone to a client’s office and met them.  Kind of exciting.  What made the morning special, though, was that I had to actually dress up a bit.  Where in my old job, I had to wear a suit every day, here, I can wear pretty much anything I want.  Normally, I come in jeans and a t-shirt, during the summer, I plan to wear shorts.  Maybe even flip flops.

But today, I had to wear a suit.  Which wasn’t so bad, it turned out I had a clean one.  The issue was actually the shirt.  I have about fifteen dress shirts, three of which need to be retired, and the rest of which I have hanging in my closet.  So I looked at all of the shirts–and every single one of them was wrinkled.  Why is that a problem?  I hate ironing.  The ironing board is in the service porch, and while I was ironing the shirt, it dipped into the dog’s water dish.  Then it picked up some of his hair.  And then I had to actually iron the damn shirt.

Ok, so here’s my free idea to anyone who wants to make money off of great ideas:  Make a mannequin designed to be an iron…  All you do is put the shirt on over it, and it automatically irons the shirt.  Yes, someone please invent that.

Sleep Schedule?

Tuesday, February 17th, 2009

For the last few weeks, my sleep schedule has been a little out of whack–I’m not sure why, but I’ve definitely been a lot more tired than usual.  I guess it comes down to wanting more time in the day, which of course, isn’t possible.  My night owl tendencies are coming out again!!

California Rain

Monday, February 16th, 2009

There’s something about the rain that really brings out the idiot in 90% of California drivers. I’m not really sure what it is, but by golly, I’m more scared of other drivers than I am of hydroplaning into a concrete wall at 70 MPH.

This morning was a particularly rough ride; while avoiding semis with ambiguous lane ownership to “that guy” ripping up the freeway in a lifted pickup, I somehow made it to the office in one piece.  Hopefully this afternoon will be better.  I miss the Sun.

Rock Band

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

So I’m hanging out with Charlie, William, Eric, and Lillian, and everyone is playing Rock Band. I’ve never really understood the appeal of it; perhaps it’s my lack coordination when it comes to the drums, guitars, and vocals. I can’t quite seem to keep up with it!

YouTube Blogs

Sunday, February 15th, 2009

YouTube is a great place to post videos–whether they be professional studios, like FOX, or amateurs. What’s neat about YouTube is that they grab the center frame of a video and use it as the “preview”. If you’re an enterprising individual, you can easily splice a goofy photo into the movie; people may get the wrong idea about the movie.

I bring this up because I was watching the new Simpsons intro, someone did a video response:

Now while that’s all fine and good, I was very surprised to see that ALL her videos are like that.  A woman reporting on something interesting (script sales), but all you see are her two nice pushed-up boobs.  Not to mention the fact that most of the comments are “duuuuude, you’re so hoooooot!”

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