Rants

SPAM

Oooh, here’s an original rant, but this has a twist. Decided to go through and delete my old mail. This is an irregular event to be sure. First I dumped everything that was older that 2 months. This still left me with 1032 messages. For the heck of it I decided to see how much of that was spam. Carefully poked my way through and highlighted all the ones that came in unsolicited and hit the really delete button. Guess how many emails are in the deleted folder now…..743. That’s just for 2 months! The biggest chunk is the Lockergnome newsletters, I get 4 a day every weekday (135). Next is my daily re-issue of Calvin & Hobbes (53). Next with 43, is myself from my work address, I send things home so I will remember to do them later. Then I get an email from Netflix every time they ship or receive a DVD (25). Then there are the 3 or 4 weekly newsletters covering HTML, freeware, etc. The rest are from friends, family, Miata Club business and Bicycle Cub business. That’s a lot of email…

That Hosting Company Part III

From 9:30PM on Sunday, 2/3 until 4:45 PM today, Monday, 2/4 the Club web site was AWOL. Email still worked and you could still get to the That Hosting Company website. This was different than the last few episodes, usually everything disappears. That is still no consolation to the thousands, well maybe hundreds, how about tens, would you believe the 1 person trying to get to the Master’s Miata Club site in that time frame.

Chicken Tenderloins

We are eating more chicken than ever before. Mostly the breast meat. First it was split breasts, then boneless breasts and then we got breast strips that they called breast “tenderloins.” Where was the rest of the bird going? Cat food, I hope.

I usually bring a microwavable “TV” dinner to work and every chicken dish is made with a breast. But recently they have started to throw in a dinner or two made with the thigh meat, but they are being are being sneaky about it. They are now calling the boneless thigh meat, chicken tenderloins. Fooled me once..

Fancy Restaurants

Why is it at fancy restaurants they always serve you small portions on a big plate? Is that to make the food seem more special, by making you think it is so rare that you are lucky to be getting any at all? Then because cretins like me don’t get it, they sprinkle froo-froo stuff all over the open spaces so the plate won’t seem as big….

Have some fat!

Normally for lunch I take in a microwaveable meal from Healthy Choice or Lean Cuisine, etc. Once a week my wife and I leave the plant for a lunch “date” and go to a local fast food place. Today was the day, so we headed over to the restaurant de la semaine, McDonald’s. I had a Big Mac while Donna had the Big & Tasty. For something scary, check the nutritional info on these sandwiches. :-0 Between the Big Mac and the half of the order of large fries I consumed, I polished off more calories that I had in the previous 3 days combined. The total fat content was more than a typical weeks worth of meals….

Chevy Impala Commercial

There is this commercial for the Chevy Impala where this saleswoman is showing this guy one of the newer ones in silver, he says, “My Dad had an Impala.” We are then treated to some B&W flashbacks of an early 60’s vintage Impala convertible. Now that is a cool looking car, the new one, even with the smoked lenses, is crap. Then again I’m not old enough to know, but maybe that 60’s Impala I think is cool now, was considered just as ugly then, as the new one is now.

Smokers Part II

Every evening, well almost every evening, my wife and I take a walk around the block. It is close to a mile so we get a little exercise out of it, but more importantly, she likes it because it is hand-holding quality time. We seemed to have timed it wrong, because while usually traffic is very light, tonight it was relatively busy. Not long after they passed us, the driver of a SUV tossed out his cigarette butt, leaving behind a shower of sparks. It wasn’t that close, but people do it all the time – without thinking or looking so it seems. I have yet to be hit by a flying butt, but it seems only a matter of time, what with the walking, bicycle riding and driving a convertible…

At a stoplight, whenever I see someone drop their cigarette butt out of their window, I want to go over, pick it up and hand it back to the smoker and say, “You dropped this.”