Friday, February 07, 2003

 

And Another Thing

We can add to my list of things that won't get done before I leave:

2) Do something about my hair. Screw it, I put little clips in it and it looks fine. That means I can stay at work an extra half-hour, and only burn 2 hours vacation time today.

But I got my luggage tag done. It's a laminated Sonics logo. Go Sonics!

Oh, I want to leave so badly! I haven't done a damn thing today!

Four minutes! LA here I come!

posted by Krizzer 2:29 PM

 

And Speaking of Out of Area

I'm leaving work today at 2 to go to the little old Bellingham International Airport! (We have one airline that stops here, we maybe get 10-12 flights a day here, but at least one of them goes to British Columbia, so we take great pride in the word "International" in our airport's name. All the glory of being international, all the convenience of being five minutes from work, and only needing to show up 45 minutes before take-off.) Yes, that's right, I'm off today to Los Angeles, where I will meet up with Stennie and Flipsycab, from where we will launch our 3 day roadtrip/drunkfest/slumberparty/sinwallow to Las Vegas! Yippee!

Things I STILL have to do before I leave:

1) Put my paycheck in the bank and get some money.
2) Dry my hair, or fix it in some way (I accidentally locked myself out of Andy's house this morning. I thought "It's frosty out, I'll just put my stuff in the car and turn it on, and then I go back inside and dry my hair, so that way when I come out the car will be warm and de-iced." Great idea, except I pulled the door shut behind me before checking to see if it was unlocked. So, thank god I had all my stuff with me, oh, like my carry-on, my coat, my purse, my PLANE TICKET, stuff like that. But I had a wet mop-head. And I just got it cut last night, so I wanted it to look good today! And besides, everyone knows your hair has to look good to fly.)
3) Eat lunch
4) Take my movie (I want to call it "Again with the Thin Man" but that's not right. "After the Thin Man." I think that's it.) back.
5) Make a unique-looking tag to attach to my ordinary-looking suitcase. The Pilot's Case kind, with the wheels and the handle that pulls out. Very convenient, and very much just like everyone else's!

Things that will NOT get done:

1) Take my movie back. And I'll bet you $1000 Andy doesn't take it back while I'm gone, even though it's sitting in plain sight in his room. Hey, I may come back from this trip richer after all! I'll definetly come back with a late fee at Crazy Mike's.

Not one person has given me a five dollar bill or a roll of quarters or anything like that to gamble for them in Vegas. Lame! I always do when I have a friend who goes, so they have more money to gamble with, and I might actually make some bread off the deal! But not anymore! My friends here are LAME!

Oh, by the way, Stennie and Flipsycab, I checked my flight status, and it's all on time! I'll see you at Burbank at 8:36 tonight. And if for some reason I don't find you, I'll wait for you at the baggage claim. Woo hoo! I can't wait!

So, this is me, signing off until Wednesday. Have a great weekend, everyone. I may visit you from Stennieville. But only if we're really bored!

posted by Krizzer 9:16 AM

Wednesday, February 05, 2003

 

Out Of Area

I have Caller ID. And I put that *77 thing (or whatever) on my phone that blocks (*ahem* is supposed to block) unidentified calls.

And still I come home every day to find out that I've received 10-20 calls EACH DAY from "Out of Area." (This doesn't include the additional calls I receive once I'm home) This, according to the phone company, means that the caller is calling from a line that is "Not Caller ID Equipped." What this really means is that it is a phone solicitor. I know this because these callers NEVER leave a message. If it were a friend or relative calling from (where? where would someone have to call from to be Out of Area? This is AMERICA!) Out of Area, they'd at least leave a message. They wouldn't call 15 times every day and never leave a message.

Now, the phone company tells me that someday in the future they will have service called "Security Screen" which will block these dumb ASS calls. But for now, it's not available in my area (maybe I'M the one who's Out of Area). So the phone rings every ten minutes (especially when I get home from work) and it's never for me.

I also get 2-3 calls a day from one particular solicitor who's number is not blocked. But I NEVER answer it.

And here is the question: WHEN ARE THEY GOING TO GET THE HINT? You'd think they'd catch on to the fact that I am NOT GOING to answer their phone call. If you call some place 3 times a day for a month and they never answer, wouldn't you get the idea that they have caller id, and are not going to ever pick up. Also, my answering machine is the message the phone came with, that computerized, unpersonalized voice. So they don't even know for sure that it's me they're reaching.

I don't WANT to have to answer these calls. That is why I have caller id in the first place! I shouldn't have to say "stop calling me" to a stranger ten times a night. I've been thinking of recording a message on my machine that says "I have caller id. If I don't know you, I'm not going to answer. So either put it writing, or stop bothering me!"

Except I actually have friends and family who call me sometimes, and that's a pretty abbrasive message.

But it's ridiculous! That's a lot of frickin' phone calls! It's almost worth chucking the phone entirely and getting a cel phone, just to avoid the phone solicitors!

One of these days I'm just going to go Cliff Claven on some unsuspecting Community Services for the Blind volunteer or something. I'm warning you right NOW!

posted by Krizzer 12:47 PM

Tuesday, February 04, 2003

 

Old

The other night Andy and I were sitting around with 2 of his roomates, who are around 22 and 25 years old. We were looking through a sportscar magazine (hey, I got my fingers on the wrong keys mid-word and accidentally typed "magazube". And I like it! That's my new word) and talking about cars, and I said "Oh, is that kind of like that red car from Hardcastle and McCormick?" And Andy said, "no that was a (something or other). I think it was a kit-car." And I said, "oh, well that was a cool car." and he said "Yah it was." and then to his roomates "Hey was that a kit car?" and they gave him this blank look and said "was what a kit car?" And I said "That car from Hardcastle and McCormick" Blank stare. "What's Hardcastle and Whatever?"

Oh my god, we're old. We're really old!

It's starting to sink in with Andy that he's going to be 30 in April. Hold on to your hats, everyone, we may be in for a rough ride, here!

posted by Krizzer 3:39 PM

 

???

Jimmy cracked corn, and I don't care. My master's gone away.

WHAT THE HELL DOES THIS MEAN? What does it mean to crack corn? Who's Jimmy? And why doesn't anybody care? And why'd Jimmy bother to crack that corn if nobody cares? And where does the master fit in here?

Help.

posted by Krizzer 10:36 AM