Rants

Forced Night Off

Did you miss me? I missed you?

About 3:30 yesterday afternoon mr-miata.net disappeared off the face internet. Not only me, but everyone connected with me on whatever server that failed. The web site of my hosting service was long gone. When that happens I flash back to the ThatHostingCompany fiasco of April 2002. I can just feel it in my bones that they have gone under and taken my internet life with them. After several hours of absolutely nothing, by 7:00:00 pm I knew they were working on coming up from the depths. The hosting web site was back up, I still had no web sites, but I could see the files when I FTP’d in. This morning when I got up everything was back to normal. Whew.

Wizmark

In the 80’s we had posters above the urinals of the Swedish Bikini Team to get us to drink a particular brand of beer. How quaint. Flash-forward into the 21st century, I give you Wizmark.

“Hey, buddy, after you finish up here, you ought to have room for a couple more ice-cold bottles of Duff.”

AEIOUY

One free 8 x 10, autographed, glossy photo of me to the first person who answers this question correctly. Name a word in the english language has all 6 vowels in it? The vowels must be in their correct alphabetical order: a-e-i-o-u-y. Constanants can be as many as needed or anywhere in the word.

Hat Update

I got my haircut on Tuesday afternoon and I had to take in the strap a touch to keep it from blowing off while driving with the top down.

I’ll be wearing it to work tomorrow. Ever since we went to all casual, all the time, I’ve really missed dressing down on Friday’s. So in an effort to recapture that end of the week frivolity, I’ve taken to wearing a baseball cap in on Fridays. I used to rotate hats and try to color coordinate with whatever shirt I was wearing that day, but now I think I’ll just be wearing the Red Sox World Series Champions (man, I like the way that looks) hat all the time. For a brief irrational moment on Monday when I got the hat, I thought that maybe I would wear it every day from now on, until it disintegrated into the consistency of the that stuff you get from your dryer’s lint filter, but decided against it.

It’s Here!

My new favorite hat showed up on my doorstep this afternoon. Whatever contraption they use to assemble them or the form used for quality assurance or the head of the guy who packs them in a box must be the same size as my head, because I put it on, and it fit perfectly. I’m going to wear it to work tomorrow.

I have to show it to my manager the Yankee fan. 🙂 Back when the Sox won the series, I went back into his office and told him that when I ordered my Boston Red Sox World Series Champion hat they sent me a Yankees ALCS runner-up hat for free and did he want it. That’s when I gave him this:

Yankee's Hat

I couldn’t find a brown paper bag, so I snagged some images off the ‘net, plotted this out and taped it together. He was a good sport about it because he put it on for a second or two before tossing it aside.

Fenway Flasher Movie

As a public service to all you folks who are coming here looking for that Fenway Flasher movie, I tracked that sucker down today. It didn’t happen in the world series though, it took place during a September 3rd game against the Texas Rangers. Without further adieu, I bring you the Fenway Flasher!

Apologies

I feel that I have to post something here tonight besides the joke from earlier. Although I found it extremely funny when I got it via email this morning, I don’t want all 4 of my readers to think that I didn’t take today’s election seriously. In yesterday’s post I recommended you vote an obscure 3rd party candidate, well that was sort of tongue-in-cheek and advice I didn’t follow. Although, I did vote for the candidate that every poll in the country is calling an obscure 2nd party candidate in South Carolina.

I just couldn’t endorse a man who got us into this Iraqi mess just because the whole middle east war thing worked so well for dad. Instead I picked a guy who supposedly roots for my favorite baseball team, but can’t name anyone on it (and when he tried he combined the first name and last name of two players) and when he threw out a ceremonial first pitch at a Yankee Red Sox game last July, used the pitching motion of a little girl and couldn’t even make it to the plate without bouncing it while throwing from in *front* of the mound.

I leave you with a quote George Will used to lead off his column in this week’s edition of Newsweek:

PRESIDENT,n. The leading figure in a small group of men of whom, and of whom only, it is positively known that immense numbers of their countrymen did not want any of them for President.Ambrose Bierce, “The Devil’s Dictionary” (1911)