I've got your "out of warranty" right here!

We went to a car show yesterday. It was definitely not what I expected. I was under the impression there would be hot rods, concept cars, bikini models... Instead it was all the great cars of 2010 that you will see and have been seeing on the road already. It was cold, and expensive. But I did get to sit in a few of the cars and discovered some stuff. I will NEVER own a Kia Soul, or any Volkswagen for that matter. I just don't fit. Nuff said.

They did have a few nice trucks. I especially liked the Toyota Tundra Carcass Edition. Or maybe it was the tailgate package. I'm not sure of the official name. It was nice though. Had a grill, cutting board, TV and other nonsense in the bed. All I know is I'd love to have that thing in Miami next Sunday.

I was also having issues with my XBOX 360 recently. (The video is pretty boring, just shows the white lines over where the 3d modeling occurs.) I called support and of course it was 3 weeks out of warranty. How convenient for Microsoft. I knew what the issue was, and I could have kept playing it until the GPU overheated and "red ringed", and they would have fixed it for free, but I didn't want to risk damaging other parts, or wait for it to be returned. So for about $25 (they would have charged $140) I followed a tutorial online and fixed it myself. Better than they would have done. I do have to admit I was a bit nervous about drilling holes in the casing, but it worked out in the end. And I only had a few spare parts. :) It was out of warranty anyway, right?

I'm guessing it worked because it was acting up after about 10 minutes originally, and I stayed up until 3:00 AM playing last night without seeing the issue.

I love the interwebs...

Superbowl XLIV

How is it my fault?

While W1 was volunteering at the library this morning I was running around doing some house work. The time to myself allowed my mind to wander. Which often leads to silliness and nonsense. So I decided to share my latest thought.

When I was young we did not have Attention Deficit Disorder. But I bet if we did I would have been diagnosed with it. Understandably. But here's what my problem is with ADD. Why do I have to be the one with the disorder? Why is my lack of attention a disorder?

Maybe it's not me with a disorder. Maybe you have boring ass story disorder. Maybe if you were more interesting, I would pay attention to what you are talking about. It's not my fault that your story is uninteresting, and you are only half way through it. I don't seem to have that issue paying attention to song lyrics, or video games. You know, stuff that isn't boring. I'm just saying.

So my thought is, what if we put the boring people on meds? They seem to be the ones with the disorder. Give THEM some meds to make them more interesting. And quit labeling everything a disorder.

It's mostly because I'm the greatest.

Work has been wild and I play way too much Modern Warfare 2. I keep trying to figure out why I'm always tired, then I remember that I keep staying up late playing on the xbox.

I had my weekly meeting with my boss and he gave me an achievement award. I didn't have time to check it out today but it seems to involve money. He said it was for improving at my job over the last year. Since I started the job in January of last year I would hope by now I've improved. But that's cool with me. I'll take an award.

Then I stopped by the restroom before I left for the day and I set my helmet on a shelf next to a laptop bag. When I was walking back to the sink I saw the Director of my department grabbing his bag and he tells me...

"That's a wild helmet. It's nice."

"Oh, Thank you. I got it for my birthday last month."

"What do you ride?"

"A CBR F3."

"How do you like that jacket?"

"Um, it's comfortable. The mesh lets it breathe. It's better than my old one that had leather at the top. It was very hot in the summer."

"Would you wear yellow?"

(Is this a trick question? And I'm carrying on this conversation in the restroom.) "Um, yeah. It's good to be seen around here."

"I had a Harley but I sold it. I bought the yellow jacket so I would be seen. You look about my size. Stop by my desk tomorrow and if I remember I'll bring it in and you can have it. It's that same kind if mesh. And it's pretty much brand new."

"Wow, thank you."

It was quite an interesting conversation. He's a really cool guy though. Every time I've spoken with him he's been real down to earth.

It turned out to be a pretty good day.

Tomorrow's lunch and lunch emails should be interesting. Coworker C is originally from Minnesota and he often flys back to watch the Vikings. (His sister works for the airline.) I can't wait for the Saints to stomp the Vikings this Sunday. Who dat!

I make no apologies.

Except when they are due. Although I'm not going to apologize for not blogging. This time I realized I'm not sorry. I couldn't think of anything amuzing to write about so I didn't waste my time boring you all. And as far as what's been going on, you were all either there, or read about it somewhere else. Because I do crap that makes people write about it. Even if it's just a police report. Although I haven't had any of those written up about me recently. Knock on George Washington's dentures.

The last sentence in that paragraph caused me to "google" something. And after googling I discovered why wiki's suck. Yeah, there is a wealth of information out there, but that doesn't mean it is correct.

Case in point:

I googled "were george washington's teeth made of wood" and according to wiki.answers.com, the answer is "his teeth were really made out of wood".

Then, I googled "were george washington's dentures made of wood" and according to wiki.answers.com, the answer is no.

So WTF? Or should I say, Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? Same site, different answer.

My 2 weeks off was great, and went by way too fast. I had a wonderful Christmas and New Year. Yes it's Christmas, if you want to call it The Holidays then don't celebrate it, take your ass to work. And don't expect time and a half or double time.

Along the lines of politically correct what is the deal with "Little People"? When I grew up there were midgets and dwarfs. And there are differences. But now we lump them into the category of "Little People". I don't know about all that. I think I would be offended to be called a "Little Person". Hell, I don't think I want to be described as "Little" anything. That's all I'm saying.

I also realized something in the past week or so, given the opportunity I will take killing people on xbox live over blogging. Time and time again. But tonight I decided to do something different. You're welcome. ;)