So right now, we are playing Star Ocean: Til the end of time:
And let me tell you, I hated the first 2 hours of play. The pacing of the story was just horrible, and the gameplay is so complex it almost requires a freakin' college degree to understand. There is still so much to understand and research that's it's a little frustrating, but over all once I got past that first bit I've really grown to enjoy playing it. Honestly, at this point, if I had my way I'd pull all nighters like I used to be able to do when I was younger. I guess my point is that it's a pretty good game. I'm estimating it'll take me probably about 80 hours total (not including dying of course). Maybe more if I try to grasp the entire invention system. On another note, with the year coming to an end I am preparing my next years desk calenders. This time I got two of them from Jen. Bad Cat 2006 and Easy Origami 2006. Is it sad that I'm excited to open them up and use them? :)

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What is a dimple stein? A dimple stein is a type of mug made by a company called Libbey. Libbey is quite the prodigy when it comes to dishes in your house. Odds are if you look on something around you, you'll see that characteristic cursive "L" on the bottom of something. Well the point is, we had bought 5 of these in Maine one time, but haven't been able to find any locally.
So after Jen "sacraficed one to the hot tea god" we finally decided to find out how to buy more. Skip forward to two days ago and the UPS guy delivered a box large enough to ship a midget in. Needless to say, we will probably never run out of these. :)

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I found a higher resolution copy of the video online, so I added it to my copy of the original in my post. Click here if you want to watch it.

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Today was a good day. I picked up my new glasses from the Doc's today, the best part was that they were free. In exchange for some work I did for him on his computer systems and office wiring on his PBX system (moved the fax machine on the punch down block). Actually the sad part is I enjoyed the work....I bought a used tone injector awhile ago and it gave me an excuse to use it. Funny thing is, the PBX system killed it's signal on one of the jacks, so I had to lift the pair to track it. Oh well, it still went smoothly considering how messy wiring can be if something goes wrong. They look a lot like my old pair (which were my replacements for the pair I sat on) but i'm hoping after I get used to them they'll be more comfortable. I really wanted a silver pair, but they didn't come in that color and these were the most comfortable. So, yesterday I had to upgrade my version of Quicktime in order to view some housing blueprints a friend sent me. So I figured no problem, I'd just go to apple.com and download the new version. Well apparently now they are bundling iTunes with Quicktime, and no where on the page could I fund a way to unselect it. WTF do I need iTunes for unless I have an iPod? I mean jesus christ people, this is just needless crap your forcing me to install for no good reason at all. It's bad enough that Quicktime installs itself in the startup directory each and every single time you use the damn program, but now I need to install iTunes for no reason at all? No wonder it's so hard to keep a modern computer down below 30 processes. It's practically a full time job to keep a computer running in peak condition with bullshit like this. After some searching, I was finally able to find a link to download a standalone version of Quicktime, but it wasn't from any links on Apples's page, that's for sure. Seriously, what a scummy thing to do. Bad Apple...bad. - Working from home, isn't always what you think. He brings up some good points, but I also think the situation can be further exaspberated by somebody who can't stand up and draw the line between work and home. But I will agree with some of the points, I miss the social interaction that used to come from working with my peers. A lot of my teammates are spread out in all 4 timezones. - A link given to me a while ago by Craig Kirschner, Mewvies...movies for your cats. Make sure you watch the sample videos of cat's watching the "mewvies". Pathetically cute :) - Backlight go out on your LCD monitor? Bet you didn't know how easy it could be to replace it. oh yeah, and two more things. I removed the google search feature from my site (to the right there) and put the old one back. I didn't end up liking the google one very much. And today I renewed this domain for another 3 years. I figure once me and Jen get married we might switch to another domain and that way we could both post. Just something we're kicking around.

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It's funny how sometimes you wonder what your going to fill you days off with...and then afterwards you wonder why you didn't get anything done because you were to busy. So I've finally had some time to upload a few Christmas pic's. Since Jen's family lives out of state, it was just us this year and the cats. You'd think that means there would be less under the tree, but I swear the damn thing is always packed. Thank god we bought a bigger tree today for next year (btw, great deals $17 bucks for a 7' tree....that's a freakin steal). Isn't that giant foam board snowman just so wonderfully kitschy? Jen managed to abscond with it from work before it was sacrificed to the dumpster. And that middle pick is Moxie forcing her fat ass under the tree regardless of the available space or not :) And of course our cat Chloe...the purple really brings out his eyes.

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Would you like an apple pie with that?

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Driving back today from the shopping center, it occured to me that there was no way that this many bad drivers were on the road just by chance. So as soon as I got home I checked the newspaper, and sure as hell....there was the proof Finally, after all these years, my theories have been proven valid! I knew there was no way that many idiots could gather in one area just by the laws of attraction (or even the cheerio theory). I mean even the "flies to shit" theory didn't explain why I felt more like I was playing Galaga than driving.

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I got a package today in the mail....well actually a few, but this one in particular was worth posting (since I can't open the others until christmas). My free Dragon Quest VIII keychain showed up: That is one big honkin' blue slime. Now I just need to play the game :) - Ok, so something funny has come from SNL recently. A skit called "Lazy Sunday". It's a rap about going to see the Chronicles of Narnia movie. Here's a link to a video of it. - Crazy Santa...tell him what to do and he does it. Oh, and I finally finished Final Fantasy 1 today....thank god...been working on it for like...evar. That's what I get for not having a white mage in my group.

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Last night we finished playing Lego Star Wars on the PS2. Really cute game, obviously made to be geared towards smaller children and adults as well. It's surprising how simple and hard it can be (at least for me).
The only real thing that bugged me is collecting those minikits is pretty much useless, but it did give us a reason to go back and play the levels a second time with all the characters we unlocked. Over all it was a fun little two player game, even if sometimes the screen just felt a little to cramped for two people (often resulting in pulling your friend off a ledge to his death, when you respawned). The real gem of the game was a sneak peek at episode IV (the original star wars). Screw playing the first three stories, give me a game that plays the originals. I'm pretty sure they're coming out with it eventually...and it will be hella cool when they do. Update on the site. The google ads have been a bit shakey at first, but I think I have everything the way it should be (with some help from Jen). The good news is that I'm confident that the money I'll make will pay for the site's upkeep, so I have decided to renew the domain and hopefully keep things trucking along. I should probably get on that since it expires in January.

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I shamelessly stole the story below from another forum (nice find Glenn) All in all, it hadn't been a good day. Bad traffic, a malfunctioning
computer, incompetent coworkers and a sore back all made me a seething
cauldron of rage. But more importantly for this story, it had been over
forty-eight hours since I'd last taken a dump. I'd tried to jumpstart the
process, beginning my day with a bowl of bowel-cleansing fiber cereal,
following it with six cups of coffee at work, and adding a bean-laden lunch
at Taco Bell. As I was returning home from work, my insides let me know with
subtle rumbles and the emission of the occasional tiny fart that Big Things
would be happening soon. Alas, I had to stop at the mall to pick up an order
for my fiancee. I completed this task, and as I was walking past the stores on my way backto the car, I noticed a large sale sign proclaiming, "Everything Must Go!" This was prophetic, for my colon informed me with a sudden violent cramp and a wet, squeaky fart that everything was indeed about to go.
I hurried to the mall bathrooms. I surveyed the five stalls, which I have
numbered 0 through 4 (I write a lot of software) for your convenience: 0.Occupied. 1.Clean, but Bathroom Protocol forbids its use, as it's next to the occupied one. 2.Poo on seat. 3.Poo and toilet paper in bowl, unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat. 4.No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of
toilet. Clearly, it had to be Stall #1. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and
sat down. I'm normally a fairly Shameful Sh1tter. I wasn't happy about being
next to the occupied stall, but Big Things were afoot. I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds
of Beethoven came from next door, followed by a fumbling, and then the sound of a voice answering the ringing phone. As usual for a cell phone
conversation, the voice was exactly 8 dB louder than it needed to be. Out of
Shameful habit, my sphincter slammed shut. The inane conversation went on and on. Mr. Sh1tter was blathering to Mrs. Sh1tter about the sh1tty day he had. I sat there, cramping and miserable, waiting for him to finish. As the loud conversation dragged on, I became angrier and angrier, thinking that I, too, had a crappy day, but I was too polite to yak about in public. My bowels let me know in no uncertain terms that if I didn't get crapping soon, my day would be getting even crappier. Finally my anger reached a point that overcame Shamefulness. I no longer
cared. I gripped the toilet paper holder with one hand, braced my other hand
against the side of the stall, and pushed with all my might. I was rewarded
with a fart of colossal magnitude -- a cross between the sound of someone
ripping a very wet bed sheet in half and of plywood being torn off a wall.
The sound gradually transitioned into a heavily modulated low-RPM tone, not
unlike someone firing up a Harley. I managed to hit the resonance frequency
of the stall, and it shook gently. Once my ass cheeks stopped flapping in the breeze, three things became
apparent: (1) The next-door conversation had ceased; (2) my colon's
continued seizing indicated that there was more to come; and (3) the
bathroom was now beset by a horrible, eldritch stench. It was as if a
gateway to Hell had been opened. The foul miasma quickly made its way underthe stall and began choking my poop-mate. This initial "herald" fart had
ended his conversation in mid-sentence. "Oh my God," I heard him utter, following it with suppressed sounds of
choking, and then, "No, baby, that wasn't me (cough, gag), you could hear
that (gag)??" Now there was no stopping me. I pushed for all I was worth. I could swear
that in the resulting cacophony of rips, squirts, splashes, poots, and
blasts, I was actually lifted slightly off the pot. The amount of stuff in
me was incredible. It sprayed against the bowl with tremendous force. Later,
in surveying the damage, I'd see that liquid poop had actually managed to
ricochet out of the bowl and run down the side on to the floor. But for now,
all I could do was hang on for the ride. Next door I could hear him fumbling with the paper dispenser as he
desperately tried to finish his task. Little snatches of conversation made
themselves heard over my anal symphony: "Gotta go... horrible... throw up...
in my mouth... not... make it... tell the kids... love them... oh God..."
followed by more sounds of suppressed gagging and retching. Alas, it is evidently difficult to hold one's phone and wipe one's bum at
the same time. Just as my high-pressure abuse of the toilet was winding
down, I heard a plop and splash from next door, followed by string of swear
words and gags. My poop-mate had dropped his phone into the toilet. There was a lull in my production, and the restroom became deathly quiet. I
could envision him standing there, wondering what to do. A final anal
announcement came trumpeting from my behind, small chunks plopping noisily
into the water. That must have been the last straw. I heard a flush, a
fumbling with the lock, and then the stall door was thrown open. I heard him
running out of the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. After a considerable amount of paperwork, I got up and surveyed the damage.
I felt bad for the janitor who'd be forced to deal with this, but I knew
that flushing was not an option. No toilet in the world could handle that
unholy mess. Flushing would only lead to a floor flooded with filth. As I left, I glanced into the next-door stall. Nothing remained in the bowl.
Had he flushed his phone, or had he plucked it out and left the bathroom
with nasty unwashed hands? The world will never know. I exited the bathroom, momentarily proud and Shameless, looking around for a
face glaring at me. But I saw no one. I suspect that somehow my supernatural elimination has managed to transfer my Shamefulness to my anonymous poop-mate. I think it'll be a long time before he can bring himself to poop in public -- and I doubt he'll ever again answer his cell phone in the loo. And this, my friends, is why you should never talk on your phone in the
bathroom.

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As we were watching TV last night and a febreeze commercial came on, I was reminded again of how much I hate this stuff. It's not that I have anything again air fresheners, or the concept of them. It's really the marketing behind febreeze that bothers me. It's festering, bullshit. Febreeze does not magically make odors and dirt go away. There's a little principle called the law of conservation of matter that can't be circumvented here folks. Stuff does not just magically vanish because we think it's icky and spray some scented ionized water on it. All febreeze does is bond to the negativly charged ions in the odor and then nothing....it doesn't every go away, it just masks it. Let me show you some tests we recently did at Judd Labs.
After applying Febreeze to the shit stain, basically the only end result was that we made shit stain soup. The mass doesn't decrease even the slightest no matter how much you spray on it. And the same goes for carpeting. I don't give a damn how much febreeze you dump on it. The ground in crap, dirt, food and other stuff doesn't magically go away....and you sure as hell ain't gonna ever catch me down there sniffing it. You want an air freshner...great. Want to mask...MASK the smell of cigarette smoke and other stuff great. But don't try to convince me that somehow Febreeze get's rid of the actual source of the odor. Your almost better off making your own febreeze....although personally I can think of better uses for vodka.
- [H]ard|OCP has done a review of the Dell XPS 400. The reason I post this is because just last week I spent about 2 hours uninstalling and cleaning up a brand new Dell for my eye doctor. Ironic, but the article hits the nail right on the head. - There is a new Christmas Light show making the internet rounds by a different person, but the strange thing is that it's using the same music as the original one. Personally I would think, if you went through all that trouble, why would you not want to be a little more different. - Here's a scary link to a motorcycle accident. Lot of disagreement about who's at fault here for this, but it didn't seem to me like the car was in a hurry...perhaps stopping in oncoming traffic lane wasn't the smartest thing to do.

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My chores for the day:
1. Wrap Jen's Christmas presents
2. Try to finish FF1
3. Update beer website w/ price information for upcoming reviews Exciting, no? So....last year we purchased 3 rugs from The Great Indoors, for quite a bit of money. And one of them went into the Family room....real nice grey/black one too from Karistan.
Well, a year later and it hasn't really been kind to it. Damn thing just doesn't wear well, and honestly one of the cats has taken to using her claws on it. Despite clipping her claws weekly, the damn thing sheds just like a balding 40 year old fat guy. We've tried pet repellent sprays, ammonia, and even buying smaller rugs to cover the area (only for the little bastard to move on to another area). Well, when my sister mentioned this cool 8'x10' rug she saw at a local carpet place we were very interested. Turns out they make huge rugs like this all the time, real cheap, out of remnants of larger installs and other left over stuff. The best part is they are cheap compared to other area rugs...only $90 bucks for this puppy. At that price I can stand replacing it every 2 years without going crazy.
The only real pain in the ass is moving everything off and cleaning the damn thing. For whatever I paid for it (I think 500ish) the damn thing just looks like the jolly fucking green giant wiped his ass with it. Plus the fact that the cat's hide under the couch...yeah, not such a big help.
I guess I'm just a little disappointed in how poorly the rug has held up to wear, and frustrated by the cat's clawing it. If declawing wasn't such a horrible thing to do, I'd have them at the vet yesterday. - Apparently Dell is recalling laptop batteries. Yippie. Thankfully, my nuts have yet to burst into flames. - The Woomba, your automatic robotic way to maintain feminine freshness and hygiene needs. - Interesting music video from Jason Forrest called "War Photographer" . Nothing quite rocks out like vikings...they're the awesomest. - Despite all the goatse, and tubgirl out there, it's still A Wonderful Internet. Yes...it's very safe for work despite the other references in that last sentence.

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I haven't really had any time to talk about the gift Jen got me for my Birthday, she bought me an MP3 player. yay! Creative Micro Zen:
You can check it out more at creative's site here, but it's really awesome. 6 freakin gigabytes, and you can even format up to 1gb as a seperate data store. Which means you can load it up with tools/drivers/etc and take the with you to stranger's computers. You just need your data cable....now that's hella cool. I keep meaning to load it up with spybot and such. So aside from having sooo much more music than my cheap little yepp player holds (plus rechargable batteries) I can transfer just about anything. It's really cool :) Now all I need to do is get a belt clip for when I'm working. It's really small, but not really designed for pocket use in my opinion. Enough of that, we all know you only care abou the kitty pics:
- Apparently Catholics are upset over Dennis Leary's Christmas special called "Merry #$*@ing Christmas". Nice to see they can finally devote some time to the important things, you know...since they've resolved the whole "priests who like to fuck little boy's" thing they had. In fact, that means about as much to me, as the Pope's message denouncing rampant materialism as polluting the true spirit of christmas. Of course, he made that speech from a balcony of marble gold-domed building in midst of jewel-encrusted religious icons while wearing giant gold cross. (stole that last bit from fark.com) - Eat paper for dinner, only $240 bucks? I have to admit, the idea does kind of strike me as interesting, and I'd definatly try it...but not for that much. But if you really think about it, that's only $120 an eyeball....and that's a deal for a 20 course meal. - What to do in preperation for the upcoming Zombie Apocolypse. Kind of a longish movie, but it has it's moments. I like the reminder to always leave one in the barrel for yourself.

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Well I don't exactly mean Jen and I, what I'm talking about is with Netflix.
We just signed up for the service, because the local mom and pop video place we were going to just up and closed suddenly. Also, it doesn't help that we really really hate driving to blockbuster....and Jen finds their lack of a decent porno section disappointing. So we tried Netflix, and so far it's like they're trying to kiss our butts. Ship it out one day, get another one the next day. It's crazy...just almost to good to be true. I thought I had heard alot about long processing times and such, but either they're giving new customers/free trials expediated service, or really it's just that fast. And obviously for a lot cheaper than renting them locally, with a bonus of no due dates. (and they have anime, and Jen's happy with all the new smut) Now if you'll excuse me, they finally opened up a Trader Joe's in our area...right on Jen's b-day while we were away getting all engaged and stuff. So we're going to go feel better than everyone and shop there. We might even drive by the Cub's foods and throw organic, free-range eggs at the poor people. :P

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So last night was the final 2 hour episode of the Amazing Race (drive) Family Edition. And all I can say is "thank god it's over". I mean, we already know the next season is going back to the good old tried and true formula of actually leaving the northern american continent. Well I won't spoil if to you if you haven't see the episode yet, but it turns out it isn't quite done yet. The 2nd and 3rd place teams apparently faced off in a face to face competition right after the end for the chace to win a GMC XL Yukon SUV (like they've been driving around) and you can only see it online at cbs's website: http://www.cbs.com/gmc/?source=ola&pl_code=MGMCA0EC6149P516027B516015S0 Just what I needed, to see Wally pant again :P

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The Amazing Stupendous Inflatable Snowglobe! It seems that every year, suburbia is blessed with another amazing tacky christmas decoration, designed to scream out "hey, look at me, i've got the mother fucking christmas spirit bitches, and i'm gonna rock it all over this place to show you how much you suck!". And every year something new and even stupider comes out. This years winner is the giant inflatable snowglobe that you can buy at your local gas station apparently, or your local Walgreens. With it's perpetual fake snowfall and plasticy fake christmas look, what better way is there to celebrate the birth of our lord and saviour jesus christ? When, icicle lights came out back in 2000, I could get on board with that. Heck I thought they were really cool, until they started coming out with the cheaper versions that ended up zigging and zagging like the letter Z. Next they came out with those holiday projectors. But these snowglobe things are so tacky, that I can only imagine one place for them.

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Ok, so to recap. For Jen's B-day and our vacation, I decided to surprise her with a trip somewhere....anywhere...just to get out and travel a bit so it didn't feel like we were just sitting around playing video games all week. After a lot of deliberation, I decided on someplace new for both of us. Colorado. We're both cold weather people, her being from Maine doesn't hurt either. So we love snow much more than heat. That in mind I decided originally to head to Aspen/Vail/Whatever for a few days of skiing and snowy fun. Then later, I learned that aside from my complete inability to ski, she doesn't like to do it. So, going back to the drawing board, I thought "why not take her to her favorite brewery Avery, and then for her birthday a hot air balloon ride". So that's pretty much what I did. With a few surprises on the way, but we'll get to that later. So, we flew into Denver on the 8th, and left on the 10th. When we arrived at Hertz, I was a little surprised that they were giving us a Lincoln Towncar with only 1k miles on it, but I figured what the heck. Thankfully there wasn't any snow while we were there, otherwise I'd be wishing I had just asked for a Ford Escape. Then we checked in at the Hotel Teatro in downtown Denver. Real nice place, with great service. Everyone there was very helpful, especially in assisting in arranging my surprises for Jen. Plus, I really liked their showers :) So after we arrived and rested a bit, we hopped in the car and drove up the Boulder, CO to find Avery Brewing. We've reviewed alot of their beers in our sister site "chicagoland beer reviews" and never had a bad one. Really just damn impressive beers all around. So we arrive around 4ish, and after finally finding them (really buried back in an industrial park behind a car wash) we wander into the tasting room. All I can say is, the guys that work there are probably some of the affable people we've ever met. Even though we were the only two people there on that day, people were coming in and out talking to us about beer and different breweries. Honestly, if there is a heaven on earth, it truly must be that place. Plus, in the tasting room they had all their high gravity beers on tap. It was simply just amazing, and a great amount of fun. Here's a bunch of pictures we took:
Afterwards we tried to find a restaurant called the Mountain Sun but just got really really lost, so we defaulted to Olive Garden...which actually wasn't to bad :) Then we shuffled back to the hotel and crashed with our ill gotten Avery booty and some an even higher respect for the quality of beer they pump out. It's just amazing once you see how they make it all like they do. The next day was Jen's birthday, and I had a number of surprises for her. Really today was the whole point of the trip and there were a hundred things that could go wrong, and most of them did. Around 6:30am we headed down to Chatfield State Park, for a surprise mid winter hot air balloon ride. Neither of us had ever done it before, so I thought it would be a really special moment. Also it served as a smoke screen for my real purpose; I was going to propose. I've learned a lot over the past months about many things, diamond clarities, where to buy from, how to secretly plan a whole vacation that's dependant upon one moment and mother nature's fickle weather. But the most important thing I've learned is this: "While balloons look romantic, they are not good places to propose". Sure it was fun, and a unique experience that I will never forget. Hovering 2500 feet above the ground in a tiny wicker basket, and then crashing into the side of a small hill are generally things that stick with you (btw, crashing....probably the best part, gets the blood pumping). So I was a little pissed the balloon thing didn't turn out to be what I thought it would be. But, I did get some pretty cool pics...of course:
After we landed and helped them get the balloon and basket back in their trailer (who knew physical labor was part of it) we then had some champagne at one of the park benches. Turns out the local squirrels really were big fans of cheese, so that was cute and gave a good photo opportunity:
Afterwards, we drove up to the mountain outlook, parked the car, got out to take a few photos and then I proposed to her. After a brief sprint through the parking lot, I was able to capture her and force her to say yes.
So that was pretty much my big master plan. We headed back to the hotel, and that night had dinner at a local restaurant called Rialto Cafe. Cute little place, with pretty decent food (pork chops were good). This was also the only time you'll actually see me in a picture :)
In all it was probably the most successful vacation (and really the first) that I've ever taken. Although, in the future I think I'll include Jen in on it, since my choices for flight times didn't always seem to be the best. But as I'm sure you can tell, I had other things on my mind.

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Sorry it's been a few days, but I have a really good excuse. Jen's birthday was on 12/9, so since we were both on vacation I decided to surprise her with a trip to Denver, CO at the last minute. So we've actually been gone for a little while. I'm gonna post more about it, but wanted to wait until I had time to post the pictures as well.

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Well, I've finished modifying the code for the new ad based dennisjudd.com. Hopefully it's not to obtrusive, as what I have now is as far as I'll go. No popups, no flashing "seizure inducing" ads or anything like that. And no "you've won a PS3" ads....god i hate those...how stupid to you have to be to thinkg you've won something that doesn't exist yet even? So, for my inagural posting.... - Roommate's suck. Sharing a bathroom sucks. Puking sucks. Sharing a bathroom with a roommate that likes to run in and puke on you is probably the worse it gets. I don't recommend clicking that unless you have a strong stomache.....but damn it's pretty funny! - Is $60 bucks to much for a video game? Hell I think $50 is to much, that's why I buy them all used. Cost's less, and that means I get to play even more. - Here's an article on why high tech rebates are so low tech. Personally, it strikes me as a PR move...we all know that rebates are only done for one reason, in the hopes that people won't send them in.

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Can I get that in small bills....to go? If that's not your style, you can always check out Serenity: The puppet show. Saw it on fark and just had to share. The reaver puppet made me laugh :)

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Well, it's that time again. My domain is set to expire soon and I'm debating renewing it (as always). Spending money, just to ramble on about my pathetic life doesn't exactly top my list of things to spend on. For the past 6 years in which I've had this domain, I've never generated any money off it. Mainly because I just don't like ads or anything like them. I've also though that ads and pop-ups are tacky and just plain skeevy (if that's not a word, then I made it up). I mean, I have that SBC DSL thing up top, but that's a work thing, and I've always helped anyone with their DSL problems as much as I can....been doing it for years for free. Anyways, i'm open to thoughts. Should I even bother keeping this site running? Would ads come across that badly? I mean with about 20k people visiting the site a month, I just wonder if I'm being stupid or not. And why the hell are 20k people interested in listening to me complain? :) Must just be the cat pictures.

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Last night is snowed here. Only about 2 inches, but from the rumbling sound of snowblowers, you'd imagine that we were knee deep in snow stopping people from reaching civilization. "quick marge, draw straws so we can see who we have to eat first" Because, "lord for-fucking-bid" anybody actually use something called a snowshovel. Here let me illustrate this amazing concept:
I utilizies physical strenght to "magically" move snow from unwanted places. Amazing, no? And if you used it a little more, as opposed to your $300 dollar/loud as shit/gas wasting snowblower maybe you'd be skinner and your wife would stop sleeping with the post man. It only took me maybe 10 minutes to do the whole driveway and sidewalks. Using a snowblower for that is just pathetic. Moving on, I bought a pair of steel toed shoes since I hit my toe with a palet jack a month ago. I bought them from a place Jen introduced me to called shoesforcrews.com. Here's a picture of them:
These are hands down, the most comfortable, amazing steel toe shoes I've ever worn. Right out of the box even. I'm just dumbfounded by it honestly. They're just that impressive. Terri bought me a few things for my birthday, one of the coolest things is a Central Vac Hose Sock. The central vac is probably one of the single best investments you can make in a house, but the hose we had kept rubbing against corners and marking the trimwork. Now with this hose sock on it won't anymore! Sad...but I'm excited about it since I do all the vacuuming here :) Speaking of which, actually I have to go vacuum now. After that I hope to clean the bathroom, finish the dishes, and then I thought I might just ovulate for a while.

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HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY

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Tim sent this to me, a bunch of guys hook some rope up the axle of a car, string it across a lake and pull somebody with it. The video is here. Funny as hell, that guy musta hit the water doing 40mph easy. What scares me more is that Tim want's to try something like that this winter with snow. Better be alot of beer involved to get me to try that :)

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