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A Poorly Timed Turn of Events

I had an interesting experience at lunch yesterday that I had to jot down. I was en route to meet a friend for lunch, when another called and was interested in going as well and riding with me. I had just made a left hand turn into traffic, and to pick up the phoning friend required a U-turn. I happened to be approaching the light, where the left hand turn lanes opened to the left, so I moved to the left and turned on my signal. Upon seeing the green lights above the intersection, I started to make the left hand turn. Directly into head-on traffic, coming at me in multiple lanes from the other side.
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Written by gsm

03/29/2007 at 10:06 pm

Posted in  Miscellaneous 

Out Of Character Humor

I’m involved in a back and forth discussion about a string of text in an engineering effort. As it can happen, everybody with an opinion waits until the text has been nailed down, approved and submitted for localization. Then and only then do I start to really get feedback, even though there’s been 2+ weeks for it to be voiced. So in response to a number of late comers with input, I voiced the following sentiment:

I’d only be open to delaying the release if we found out that somebody misspelled “shut down” in a sentence, given the immediate proximity of the U and the I keys.

I expected at least one snicker. Nothing. Not even a grimace.

Written by gsm

03/28/2007 at 12:26 pm

Posted in  Humor 

Beanie There. Dumb That.

A quick follow up entry around the Garage Sale and Craigslist selling experience. Both are proving to be a bit of a nightmare. The garage sale was not the appropriate venue for selling larger items, but doing so through Craigslist is not a picnic either. I’ve worked with some great and cooperative folks but I’ve also had my shared of total flakes and lame questions.

Each evening this week I’m returning to the rental from 5.30 to 6 to meet and hand off belongings. I’ve had about a 30% success rate in people actually showing as they’ve said they would. That’s pretty pitiful and inconsiderate, IMHO. No-shows are incredibly rude and a waste of my valuable time.

I’ve had to give ‘product demonstrations’ to show that the items do indeed work, down to installing a baby gate in a doorway for a couple of folks. I understand that one, it’s reasonable to want to be sure something will indeed work or to know how to assemble something. It’s also understandable to ask for more detail then what’s in a listing. But what is with the inquiries about conditions that are frequently already stated in the listing itself? Why write and ask when it’s already there?

If I put something for sale and say “It’s in great condition.There’s some typical wear and tear but it’s fully functional”, then what makes people write and ask what condition it’s in? Same goes for price… everything has a price right in the ad but folks write and ask how much I am selling an item for. DUH! It’s all there, mook-boy… pivot the propeller on your beanie and you’ll see it right next to the title!

Oh, and the best ones are, and I kid you not, questions like “If I disassemble the crib will it fit into the trunk of my BMW Sedan?” Well, uh…

  1. I’m not well versed on trunk capacities of European motor companies.
  2. There’s numerous models of BMW Sedans, which is a critical factor as well.
  3. You’re interested in a typical crib, you know how big they are, and you know what kind of car you drive, when I do not. Who in this equation has a greater chance of being able to answer your question?

Written by gsm

03/28/2007 at 7:35 am

Posted in  Miscellaneous 

I’m In A Mellencampy Mood

As reflected in my “Now Playing” sidebar, I’m in the mood for some music from the Heartland. I’ve recently read a very interesting article in Vanity Fair about Mellencamp and it’s made me dust off his music (can one really dust off an MP3 file?) and put it on heavy rotation. This is some great stuff. I really have fond and strong memories attached to the music on “Scarecrow”, which I played constantly during the summer of ’85. It was one of the CDs in my car that made me break out the drumsticks at stoplights. Yes, I mean that literally. I had drumstick in my car at one point, and for that CD, they were essential. Especially for the bridge in “Justice and Independence ’85”.

You can read the article at vanityfair.com, and I’ve attached it to this post for posterity as well.
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Written by gsm

03/28/2007 at 7:08 am

Posted in  Music 

I’m In A Mellencampy Mood

As reflected in my “Now Playing” sidebar, I’m in the mood for some music from the Heartland. I’ve recently read a very interesting article in Vanity Fair about Mellencamp and it’s made me dust off his music (can one really dust off an MP3 file?) and put it on heavy rotation. This is some great stuff. I really have fond and strong memories attached to the music on “Scarecrow”, which I played constantly during the summer of ’85. It was one of the CDs in my car that made me break out the drumsticks at stoplights. Yes, I mean that literally. I had drumstick in my car at one point, and for that CD, they were essential. Especially for the bridge in “Justice and Independence ’85”.

You can read the article at vanityfair.com, and I’ve attached it to this post for posterity as well.
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Written by gsm

03/28/2007 at 7:08 am

Posted in  Music 

Getting a Threshold Of Myself

It’s been a long month and it’s starting to show. My patience is waning, my irritation level is, believe it or not, on the rise, and my tolerance of the kids behaving like 3 year olds (which they happen to be) is non-existentant. It’s hard sometimes to remember that moving homes is as disruptive to their little worlds as much as it is to mine, if not more so. I need to keep that in mind the next time my son decides that bedtime does not really start until you’ve opened the door and shuffled out for every possible reason in the course of an hour, or when my daughter reacts to her socks not being matching colors with the same ferocity as the african-american community did in L.A. when O.J. was acquitted of murder.

I love and adore my wife, and once the dust settles I expect the next years to be the best years. But over the course of the past couple of weeks I can’t help but wonder if she’s either gonna spontaneously flee for the border after one too many days of dealing with the kids in their constantly chaotic state, or if my own inability to stay on a consistent plane of optimism or frustration for more than one-hour increments might cause her to gaze at the boxes she’s yet to unpack and size them up against the space in the trunk of her car for just long enough that the lines connect.

I know we all have or own mental and physical thresholds, and there’s ‘indicators’ or warning lights that go off in advance of a collision or a stall. Some times it’s a nervous tick in the left eyebrow, stammering when you talk, an inability to focus, or constant dizziness and nose bleeds. Our physical barometers is also subject to our physical condition, and when that’s not optimal, one becomes unable to climb a flight of stairs without being winded, groans every time they stand up, their back cricks and pops, they experience insomnia, incontinence, and they let their gut swell so large that they can’t see the frank and beans without craning their neck forward. These are all signs that one needs to take five, breathe, meditate, retreat to nature, go for a long walk, and perhaps audition for the “hand on the bottle” role in the next Corona commercial. Unfortunately for me, i’ve been experiencing at least one of the aforementioned maladies. Perhaps more. It’s nothing that some serious sleep, exercise and a consistent perspective won’t cure. That, and the ability to function for a full day without having to hunt down a missing widget that’s packed in one of 30 or more boxes.

I know I’ll get there soon and we’ll settle into a great time in our lives, but in the mean time, I might be a bit more cranky then I typically am. Or more honestly, I might be less capable of hiding my typical crankiness then usual.

Written by gsm

03/27/2007 at 3:08 am

Posted in  Journal 

Setting Sale For the High Seize

We have lots of stuff we’re not taking with us on our move… things like baby gates and strollers, some furniture, a microwave…. the typical “Garage Sale” fodder. So I’m sitting here in front of an open garage on an early Sunday morning, writing during a lull in traffic, wondering just who in the world might drive up and want to give me anything for a 20 year old herringbone sport jacket that I’ve held on to for 18 years too many.
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Written by gsm

03/25/2007 at 7:31 am