Tuesday, November 19, 2013
In accordance with the wager I will now preform 2 acts which are difficult for me. The first is matching my contest entry fee as a donation to the No Shave November site. The second it to post a public selfie (typing that just gave me a douche chill) at the point where I quit. This part is worse than the money as I go on and on about my hatred of the whole thing. So without further ado and an explanation that this is a better place than Facebook...
Monday, November 4, 2013
The fact that I would no longer be his coach was one thing. (That last sentence was such a bold statement that it completely dislodged my thought.) Circling back… I had trouble with my youngest child growing up and specifically playing a sport that we both love without me. Now I’ll just be another idiot dad in the stands unless I somehow cajole my way down on to the field to work the chains. Oh well, I guess that wasn't as hard as my overly dramatic first paragraph implied. Or possibly inferred because I never really got those two straightened out in my brain.
Anyhow, I’m really writing today because I got my first email related to this site. The reader asked what was the deal with the older posts, why there seems to be a 6 year gap in the data, and where are all of the pictures? So Captain Question I’ll attempt to fill you in. 1. The old posts are from a site I used to write that needed killing. I might have been a bit hasty in the execution because I apparently didn't do it quite right.
Although in my defense WordPress.com does not play well with Blogger for reasons known only to them but probably have to do with their master plan to be a content delivery and social ecosystem of some sort. I just realized that I was paying a bunch of money every year for something I could do for free over here. Anyway, back to the questions…
2. The gap is due to my horrendous backup and importing skills. I could go back and cut and paste and format and cut and paste and format but writing that twice exhausted me so that project goes in the NOT GOING TO DO IT pile. And finally your 3rd part has kind of been answered already. All of the original pictures were stored on the Wordpress.com site and after I backed everything up I tried to delete my account and found out I wasn't allowed…
That’s right they have some kind of WordPress for Life rule which made me queasy on general principal so I started screwing with my account details to the point I think I am beyond recovery. The good news was that I did manage to turn the whole mess into a giant PDF for my kids to read after I’m gone which was the whole point of the original site in the first place. And what’s the point now you might ask? There is none. I like to write.
Friday, October 25, 2013
YOU GOT A PROBLEM? were the next words from his mouth and I decided that yes, in fact, I did.
"Maybe if you weren't on a public sidewalk reading a big glowing screen you could expect a little privacy but I don't get what you are so uptight about. Is it the fact that you obviously don't have an internet connection which forces you to rent a dying technology out in the weather? Or maybe you are embarrassed by your taste in movies? Either way I'm not trying to steal your video rental identity and as far as I know those things don't dispense porn so you my friend need to lighten up."We started a little staring contest but then I realized that he obviously had more time on his hands than I did and the patience to stand out in the cold to rent a movie so I disengaged. I had some ammo ready in case he said something as I walked away but it didn't happen. I really need to watch the automatic apologies as I still have a bitter taste in my mouth.
Better person schmetter person. Sometimes you've got to get salty.
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
I didn't know how much I was already relying on Google in my iLife. I used maps as my GPS with no problems and having it integrated right into the voice search was helpful. It made me think I actually knew what I was doing for a second there. I was reading a book on it at night and the only difference was more page manipulation and holding it closer to my face than a full sized iPad. The TV shows I watched on the plane were a little better as well because I didn't have to shuffle between the shot glass of Diet Coke, the can of said same, my gut, and the screen. Everything worked together and fit.
There are some things I miss but nothing I can't live without or a close alternative. The only real thing I can’t do is magazines. On the smaller screen they just aren't as fun to read. So that's one in the negative column. Other than that if I couldn't transfer it from my old phone I've found a free, cheap, or reasonably priced alternative. And the beauty is I don’t feel as bound to Samsung or the Android experience as I did with Apple.
I spent a metric ton on Apple related content that I couldn't really watch or listen to anywhere else without asspain. The stuff that cost the most lives on my Apple TV but I don’t have a screaming desire to watch them on this phone. Now the new things that I consume are available in a bunch of places and not tied to a single device so I feel a little better about that.
Android is hard when you are used to Apple making all of the decisions for you. There are so many choices it gets overwhelming when you're first learning but I enjoy this part. I think the ability to tinker was part of my initial attraction. That and as I said before it felt like I was trying to force more things to happen on my iPad to justify the expensive toy.
I am NOT a fanboy of any kind. I don't care enough to go to war over a gadget or a brand name or a company unless it's the one I work for. If this phone ultimately sucks I will switch to something else without feeling in any way like I've changed religions. I have always been puzzled by the human need to belong and the silly shit we choose to argue about. Electronics just aren't one of my things.
I kind of feel like I’m off of the Apple treadmill and just as the description sounds it was exhausting. Just when I'd save enough money to get something, a new one would be announced and a little of the shine would leave my new til then gadget. This was probably sparked by the airpad announcement today or whatever they're calling it. The 2nd generation iPad that I just sold, which was one of the greatest Father's Day gifts I ever received, didn't bother me at all when I felt lucky to get a third of what my family paid a little over 2 years ago. That’s like 10 Apple upgrade cycle years and it was acting a little wonky after the iOS7 upgrade.
More on this later as I've tired out my thumbs but here’s the new toy.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Seriously, I started hissing and moaning and I'm still not sure that is possible to do at the same time in an attempt to get him to change his stance on me. When it didn't work I asked for his first and last name which I knew he was trained not to give. I then asked for his operator ID and started randomly injecting words that the customer service recording review robots look for. CANCEL my account, REFUND, FCC, ATTORNEY GENERAL, you get the idea.
After stunning him into silence I asked to be escalated to the cancellation department and he would be listed as the reason that my five phones and two tablets would be looking for a new home. Weird, the call changed almost instantly and now my account has a credit balance just after speaking with his supervisor. I got there by mentioning that I have noted the exact time the conversation started just in case he was tempted to hang up on me. That didn't make me feel any better overall but having the bill resolved is okay I guess.
Now I figured I would try writing something but this didn't feel like a stress relief. Oh well, it was worth a shot. And now back to your regular scheduled internet.
Monday, April 10, 2006
A relatively shitty day on Friday was turned around by nothing less than the reappearance of my beloved McRib. This couldn't have been timed any better if I would have been praying to the gods of pressed and painted pork. I was just getting something for Max and his friend until the announcement sign in the window set me all a-tingle. I think the only way to break this particular addiction would be to enter an untimed quantity contest and I will suggest that on the fan site. (Don’t you dare judge me.)
And now both the TV and the radio are relentlessly taunting me. I will fight the urge today but I will be out of the office all week which means meals on the road and the gravitational pull of slaughterhouse sweepings and barbeque sauce. I have issues.