Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Why I Miss Disposable Cameras

I'm copying this from my myspace blog the other day, I think someone listened to me, but you gotta read to the end to know what I mean...

I meant to write this last night, but I had yet another reminder of a pet peeve of mine tonight.
I'm gonna sound like seinfeld for a minute...but, here goes...what is up with the digital cameras these days? Two nights in a row I've been around people (I'm being kind, no guy would ever fall into this pet peeve of mine) who abuse their digital cameras.

Tonight it was just at a Mexican restaurant. The table next to us - 2 girls and a guy (no pizza place). One girl took out her camera and started going at it. Picture after picture after picture. 14 to be exact. Are you kidding me? I mean, these girls weren't exactly model quality, and not even 14 pictures were gonna change that. Another thing I don't understand is when they hold the camera and take a picture of themselves! You have a digital camera, let someone who can actually see the screen take the picture!!!!

Friday night was even worse. Unfortunately I didn't keep count - it was definitely more than 14 - but it was so obnoxious even other people around me were getting frustrated and making jokes about these girls. I was at a concert at the tabernacle and this girl couldn't stop with the camera. Not taking pictures of the band, but of herself and her friends! Over...and over...and over... You've gotta picture the scene too, at a concert, on the floor. There's barely room to breathe. This group of girls next to me weren't even paying attention to the concert, they just kept clicking away. Crazy angles, usually with the camera overhead.

That still wasn't as bad as the high school girls in front of us at the Snow Patrol concert a couple weeks ago. Thats what got me started on this rant. Every 10 seconds it seemed like they were taking a picture of each other.

I've learned what I can do to at least tolerate this. Its important to try and get yourself into the background of one of their pictures with at least one finger buried deep inside your nostril. I laugh everytime...and really...thats all that matters to me :)

I think I know the problem...and I'm looking at you TOM! Knock it off with the unlimited picture idea!!!! You're killing me!!!!

So, someone read my complaints. Tonight I went to see Muse & My Chemical Romance, and would you believe it? NO CAMERAS ALLOWED!!!!!!!!!!!! I was in heaven!!!! I did still need a couple of beers to ignore the fact that I was probably the oldest person there who didn't bring their kids. Awesome show though, check out My Chemical Romance's song "Teenagers". I'm probably glad I don't know all the lyrics but I like the part where they keep saying "teenagers scare the living shit out of me". They actually took a minute to mention the VT incident and that no one should ever resort to violence. Which was cool, they're apparently getting a bad rap because the gunman was a fan or something. But thats another story, I gotsta go!

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Why I'm Dumb (Part 286)

So back in December I finally caved in and bought an air mattress (I got tired of borrowing Courtney's). The next step was to buy the air pump, because my lungs aren't THAT good. So I bought one. The note on the box said you needed to charge it for 8-10 hours or so before use. I plugged it in and never looked back...for about 4 months. Finally it came time to actually use the air mattress and guess what...the air pump didn't work. And guess who didn't keep a 4 month old receipt? Yeah, thats me, I probably threw it away the second I got home - like I always do.

So i had a brilliant plan to buy a new one and return the old one. I bought the new one yesterday, charged it and wouldn't you know doesn't work...until I unplugged the charger. D'oh! So i go back to the original one I bought, charged it again, and wouldn't you know it? It works. And I'm a confirmed dumbass. Thank you, thank you.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Fun with flats

This seems like a good story to start with...?.?.

So, I'm driving home from work the other day, going about 80 (unless cops read these things, then I was only going 65 of course) on 75 south. I heard a noise, didn't really think anything of it. Not too long after that, I heard more noises. I figured at this point I should probably at least turn the radio off. I do, and it sounded like a plane was flying next to me or something. Stupid me thinks that the noise will go away any second now. It didn't. I realized I should probably pull over (which involved about 6 lanes worth of merging). I finally managed to get onto the shoulder of 75. I got out of my car and looked at what was left of that tire. Was I ever proud of myself...I ripped that damn thing to shreds!!!!!

Somehow I think I've made it 30 years without having to change a tire (just been lucky I guess!). But damnit, I'm a man. I'm not calling for help. Now imagine every possible mistake you can make while changing a flat tire. Yep, I probably did it. I originally put the jack in the wrong place. I finally got it in the right place, jacked it up and realized I probably was supposed to at least loosen the lugnuts first. Oops. I also forgot to put the parking break on. But the good news is I know all of this NOW! Before I could screw anything else up, a random car pulls up and this little mexican guy comes walking towards me with some tools. He says to me (and it is absolutely key to say this in your head with a mexican accent) "Ay man, I bet I can do that queeker". Who was I to argue? He changed my tire in about 3 minutes. I was amazed. That was it, he changed the tire and off he went. I didn't even have time to offer him money or anything.

To prove that karma exists, there's more to the story. A buddy I work with (who will remain nameless for some reason) drove right past me while I was pulled over (I must admit to being only about 75% sure it was him). Here's where the karma kicks in...later that night, HE got a flat tire and wound up having to pay $55 to have a tow truck come out and change his tire.

I win.

And in honor of my tire changing friend, I went to Taco Bell today. All is well with the world :)