Yet another Toothpaste For Dinner classic:

I haven’t dug through my comment spam folder in a while, but it seems like it has been catching a few legit comments. Apologies to those who have had trouble, but I “de-spamed” those affected today, and will try to check it a little more faithfully in the future. So don’t be afraid to leave a comment, I do read them and it is nice to have the feedback.

If you have left a comment and it hasn’t appeared within a day or so (for those who are posting anonymously or haven’t commented previously) feel free to shoot me an email and I’ll be glad to check into the problem:

angryblogo+bugs@gmail.com

Finally got outside and took a few snaps of the new car myself instead of relying on the Autotrader.com snapshot I used in the previous post:

Finally, take a long look at this last picture…

…because this weekend I’m going fishing. With a hairdryer, dental floss, and Goo Gone. I’m also planning (weather permitting) to wax it this weekend, and swap out the headlights with Silverstars. The nice lady at Advance Auto Parts said they are having a sale starting Sunday for 25% off, which brings the price down to around $30 for the pair. So if you are in the market…wait until Sunday.

After many years of faithful service, my old (well, actually Alg’s old…) Civic is entering it’s well-earned retirement. 248,000 miles, and it is still running strong–except that it is leaking oil from about 13 different places. Too many seals and gaskets to economically replace, so it is off to the auto graveyard.

Shopping for a car, much like shopping for a house, sucks. I do not enjoy searching through the paper and internet for probables. I do not like calling around. I do not like meeting up with people to test drive the cars. I do not like waiting at the mechanic to get it inspected. I do however like having new wheels:

2001 Ford Focus ZX3 Hatchback. 66,000 miles. It is a fun little car to drive. It handles well, and there is lots of room inside for big ‘ol angry me. Best of all, after four years of driving in silence, I now have a functioning horn. So yes Chattanooga, that is me you hear. Now GET OUT OF MY WAY!

So I’ve got wheels again. Yay me. Well, yay me except for my poor bank account…

I’ve got an exercise for you. Clear you mind, close your eyes, and try to thing of something that would be just a terrible idea. OK, got it? You probably think you really came up with something good. Maybe even worst idea in history…

Nope. Not even close.

Scarlett Johansson. Singing. Singing Tom Waits songs. No. No no no no no no no no no. I can only assume that this will rip a hole in the fabric of space, causing our entire universe to collapse in on itself. I can also assume that Tom Waits is turning over in his grave as we speak.

Chris Rock’s mom: Cracker Barrel discriminated

Rose Rock, the mother of comedian Chris Rock, claims she was racially discriminated against when she was seated but ignored for a half hour at a Cracker Barrel restaurant along the South Carolina coast.

Lady, that isn’t discrimination, that’s shitty service. Welcome to the South.

Yes, my new neighbors have an inflatable Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Halloween decoration in their yard.

I may vomit.

From The Superficial:

Sheryl Crow performs in her bikini

Someone tell Grandma not to do that again. Ever. Bad enough people have to hear that harpy caterwauling her way through those abysmal songs of hers, but now there is a bikini involved?

*shudder*

Veronica Mars – VM has made the transition from high school to college quite nicely. I like the new cast members well enough for the short time they have been around, and the addition of Mac to the main cast has been great. If it weren’t for those DAMN aerie girls emasculating me at every commercial break, I’d be in TV heaven.

Studio 60 – I’m still enjoying this one, but the ratings aren’t good. Hopefully NBC will let this one find an audience. My only real beef is that the scenes from the “show” are just not funny. I’m all for suspension of disbelief, but c’mon. We are supposed to believe that this is a cutting edge comedy show with terribly talented writers and performers. Show us the funny, or don’t show us anything at all.

Heroes – I like this one a lot, even though it is noticeably flawed. NBC just gave it a full season order, and I’m hoping that takes some pressure off of the writers and they smooth out some of the rough spots. Like the terrible expository dialogue. The terrible, terrible expository dialogue.

Kidnapped & Smith – Two of my favorites from the crop of new shows. Both canceled. Boo-urns. One small victory for the viewers is the news that NBC is planning to air all 13 episodes of Kidnapped, and there is a conclusion of sorts. I’m sure all the Reunion fans find little solace in that fact. Smith doesn’t seem to be so lucky, as it has disappeared from the schedule with no news of any more airings.

Dexter – After two episodes, it has quickly risen through the ranks to become one of my favorite shows. Michael C. Hall is tremendous, and I just love the serial killer who kills serial killers premise. I was pleasantly surprised to discover the black comedy component to the show as well. It is on Showtime so for those who don’t have it, this may be a DVD rental sometime next summer.

The Bachelor – Probably the best show on TV today. The depth of the characters is…Ahhh, had you going didn’t I? You couldn’t pay me to watch that reality show dreck.

Battlestar Galactica – I hated the mini-series / pilot for the relaunch of the Battlestar Galactica franchise. It bored me to tears, I had to watch it over the course of a week because I kept falling asleep during it. However, I watched the show during the first season out of some sort of feeling of responsibility to support the genre. Somewhere late in that season, I realized that it had somehow turned into a pretty damn good show. Last season, it became a really good show. The start of this season looks like it is going to get even better. It isn’t a good sci-fi show, it is just a great show. Period.

Tuesday night plans: Come home, watch some TV, eat some dinner, go to bed.

What really happened?

Come home, find 1/2 inch of water under the sink, go to Home Depot and buy a bunch of pipes and traps and washers, replace “P” trap, figure out what washers / teflon tape combination stops all the leaks, finish up at 10:30pm.

Tomorrow should be better…what? I’ve got to take the car to the shop? Crap. When it rains, it pours.

Customer: We want you to take this PC to our satellite office on Monday.
Me: (Knowing that office is only open a couple of days per week) Monday, you sure?
Customer: Yep, they will be there all day.
Me: To be clear, the satellite office will be open all day on Monday and that is when you want me out there?
Customer: Yes.

Well, it is Monday. I’ve been to the satellite office and back. It is not open. The customer can go to hell. And get billed for wasting my time.