So it’s been 2 months.
I’ve ranted.
It broke. I got it fixed.
I ranted some more.
I ranted some more, but only to Josh, who was always ready with a link to fix whatever I was ranting about.
So, it’s been 2 months.
I’m not going to lie and tell you that I have completely fallen in love with this machine and have signed up to be a card-carrying member in the Apple Fan Boy Society (AFBS), because I haven’t. I will tell you what I think so far.
I use the MacBook 2 ways equally. The first is as a laptop during the day. The second as a workstation on my desk with external keyboard, monitor and mouse, plus a host of other things connected via a USB hub. And, I know I said I wasn’t going to split the posts any more, but this one is going pretty long. Don’t worry, I still won’t use it unless I really have to.
Besides myself and John, I’m not sure if any of you are Studio 60 watchers.
At the very end of the last episode…
The show goes bad. Very very bad. The Prop master union goes on strike before the show, taking the cue card guys with them. Chaos ensues. Allison Janey, playing herself as guest host, gets the brunt of all the eff ups.
The show ends with Allison saying thank you when a German Shephard (that only speaks German) starts sniffing her crotch, at which point she just starts going crazy.
Allison: Insert crazy, arm flailing rant here. Cal (in the control room): I turned off your mic after you said that’s our show, now you are just coming off as a mad woman. I’m turning you on in the control room. If you can hear me, say thank you. A: :ugh: Thank you C: It was a very bad show tonight. I mean classically bad. A: Thank you C: But it still beats digging a hole for a living, right? A: :sigh: giggle C: Tell me you didn’t have the time of your life tonight. A: Thank you!
So, when it ever gets really really bad. I mean really. Just keep in mind that somehow, some way, it could always be worse. Words to live by my friends. Words to live by.
This one was free. Next time I’m going to make you pony up to contribute to the lads xbox360 fund.
A minor bout of something I’m dealing with right now. Woke up in a pool of sweat. I’m pretty sure the fact that it’s about 117 inside my house when it’s only 58 outside has something to do with it.
So, reading ensues.
From The Queen, and since I haven’t made a list post in a while, how about 7 things you don’t know about me. Sure, why not. Hell, it might help me to sleep.
Let’s begin shall we?
- Secretly, I want to be on Dancing with the Stars.
- I shot JR. I really didn’t want to, but he totally kicked my ass in Tetris. I really didn’t have a choice.
- I was a young boy, I always wanted to be a floor sweeper at a movie theatre when I grew up so I could use one of those cool looking dustpans. I’ve since used one and found out, it’s not really that cool.
- I once shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
- In 1972, I was voted Time’s man of the year. Mom had to step in and tell them no way, since I was only 4.
- I really don’t have any super powers. I know this may come as a shock to some of you. Get over it.
- It really annoys me when people call it “Star Track” or put the letter “B” in supposedly. Stop it.
Ok, the house is cooler now. Maybe I’ll be able to sleep.
Hope everyone had a great long holiday, if you get those where you are. If you don’t, have an extra cold one tonight during happy hour. It’s on me.
Yet another busy weekend, hence the lack of a Sunday Post.
Spent most of my morning on Saturday booking my flight to Amsterdam. Sure, you’ve seen the pics and whatnot, but this is what really happened.
I punch up ba.com to get my flight booked. Get all the legs of my journey loaded up and I’m sitting here, credit card at the ready, entering my information.
I click submit and the page returns with a nasty error message, in red even, about my credit card number not matching the card type. So, I double checked the number, the 3 digit code on the back and my name and re-submitted.
I got the same error.
I fussed with it for about 20 minutes but kept getting the same error message. I figure a call is in order.
So, I call the website help number and get a very nice woman that tried to help me. I say tried because:
- The woman kept saying “I can help you with that”
- Between the crappy call quality and her light accent, I could barely understand most of what she was saying
So, I worked on this with her for about 45 minutes (including hold time). When I finally realized that she couldn’t, in fact, help me, I thanked her for her time and hung up.
Tried again on the website. Still no joy.
This time I called the booking number. They do charge an extra $20 to use this service, but I was ok with that if it meant I’d get my trip booked.
This time, after a much shorter wait, I got a very helpful guy working in a Florida call center. He was able to pull up the flights I wanted from start to finish at the same price I was getting on the website. I then told him about my problems with the website.
He then informed me that ba doesn’t accept debit Mastercard for payment. From my previous call, I was under the impression that was only a problem on the website, which I told him about as well. He said it was ba in general.
Crap.
So I thanked him for his time, told him to stop apologizing because it wasn’t his fault.
But I still need the trip booked. Cheaptickets.com to the rescue.
It took some doing, but I was able to find and book all of the flights on ba from LAX to London to Amsterdam and back. I had to do it this way, eventhough there were cheaper alternatives, because I was yelled at for even thinking about using more than 1 carrier, especially for the trip back. Sage advice to be sure, and I didn’t want to risk getting lost in the airport shuffle. Big, gi-normous super duper thank you to the Queen (from My Cruise Planners) for the yellage and assist!
There is one small problem with my tickets however. I’m a big guy. Sure, I’ve lost 25lbs (go me!), but that’s not the problem. I’m fairly broad shoulder and have to turn sideways to walk through smaller door openings. Because of this, one of my least favorite places to be is in a coach seat on an airplane. I really was hoping to be able to travel in ba’s premier economy class which has seats that recline an extra couple of inches, have about 7 extra inches of leg room, plus laptop power at the seat. Hopefully, I’ll be able to upgrade at the gate.
Less than 30 days away. I might be a little excited now! If you missed it, here is the pic.
Cruising the tubes tonight. The YouTubes that is.
Found this
Even in this 4 minute clip, I can’t help but think that a remake of the Bionic Woman is just going to suck.
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