Playing With The Site

09.08.2002

I made a couple of changes to the website (none that anyone should really notice) over the weekend. Mainly behind the scenes cosmetic stuff. But if anything looks screwy, let me know.

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New Camtoon Time!

09.05.2002

After a couple of months, I now have some new CamToons up. I'm trying to get a grasp on a running story line, both to try and be consistent in updating them, and because they're usually more fun to read then.

Not to mention the boatload of figures I've got, all of which are clamoring for a starring role....

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Oops, Wrong Number Again

09.04.2002

This is what was waiting for me on the answering machine when I got home last night:

Imagine a 60 year old woman's voice telling me the following: Virginia, this is Pat. Brenda wanted me to call and let you know that Billy had his surgery and everything went ok. I'll call back later when you're home.

So, Virginia, if you're out there, Billy's surgery went ok. (I wonder if Pat ever called back when she was home?)

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Mom's Air Conditioner

09.02.2002

Usually I make a cute or pun ridden title, but this just strikes me as weird.

Mom has been on a home improvement kick. 2 weeks ago, she got a new roof on the house, and along the way discovered that the old roof, well, sucked. It had acouple of major leaks that were on the verge of ruining rafters. There was also a birds nest inside where they had managed to get through the shingles at an eave and build a nest. This past week, Mr. Air-Conditioning-Man came to tell her why the air conditioning wasn't cooling the house like it should.

The reason was obvious. Freon? New thermostat? Really expensive part? Nyah. At some point, a mouse (the nasty kind that invades a home, not the cute Warner Brothers kind) made its way into the air conditioner and started chewing. It chewed far enough that it hit current and YOWZA!, no more mouse. What the mouse managed to do was die along (and short out) a strip that tells the air conditioner to turn on the heat, so whenever the air conditioner was on, the heat was on. Kind of seems self-contradictory, doesn't it? Now Mom should be able to reach the sub-zero temperatures that the air conditioner should provide.

Tangent #1: Totally unrelated to Mom's air conditioner, and probably moot since she may never know I'm posting this, happy birthday to Mrs. Jer. 29. If this was the world of Logan's Run, she would be on the verge of running for her life!

Tangent #2: Totally unrelated to Mom's air conditioner and E's birthday, welcome back to the Central timezone to Kitty Perriwinkle, future webcam star (it's not her real name, it's her webcam star name...). Stay away from California and practice taking showers while not looking at the hidden camera.

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Drive Thru Fun

08.28.2002

I've gotten to where I actually go to the drive through more often than not these days. This is despite the old addage I learned from Lethal Weapon 2: "They fuck you in the drive thru". In my drive thru adventures, I've gotten to where I pay attention to my fellow drivers thru and their subtle nuances.

What's the correct way to place your order? Most of the time, I hear other drivers speak into the little box with "I need....". Do they really need a burger so bad? It's even better when each item is preceeded by the "I need".

"I need a cheeseburger. I need a french fry. Oh, and I need a large Coke." Great. Pull up to the first window.

The drive-thru "Needers" are closely followed by the "Gimma a" people. You know, "Gimma a cheeseburger and fries. And gimme a Coke." They just don't want it, that want you to give it to them, no matter what.

The next fun part is how people are when they reach the window to pay. May favorites are the ones who pull up, money in hand, and stick their arm out of the window. It doesn't matter if anyone is around to take their money or not, that arm will just hang out there with the money all day long if neccessary. This is a close relation to my favorite drive thru worker: the one who sticks out their arm to take your money, but isn't paying attention and has no idea if you're holding out your money or not.

Just for the record, I'm a "I'd like a..." with a "hold out your hand and I'll give you some money" driver-thru.

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