Monthly Archive for November, 2008

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I’m Thankful for My First Commenter

Thanks Maureen for being my first commenter!
Without you, the conversation would have gone nowhere.

You are so right. I almost gagged looking at it. Perhaps it is green koolaid pretending to be beer…. I bless my Irish roots by I will never bless green beer.

6,843 comments later, you are still my first.

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Inspired by: Citizen of the Month

Eight Things You Don’t Need for Thanksgiving

  • runny snot egg separator
  • onion goggles
  • turkey purse
  • referee turkey hat
  • turkey bondage chain
  • shotgun shell seasoning
  • food bondage loops
  • turkey leg phone

Well, OK, I would love the turkey hat and the shotgun shell seasoning and the runny snot egg separator. But nobody needs this stuff.

How I Learned to Despise Leading Hotels of the World and Dr Pepper

I’m all about the freeconomy – companies trying to earn my loyalty and my future business by giving me free stuff. There are some awesome blogs that keep me up to speed on what the freeconomy is up to. Passwird, Bargainist, and MyGoodCents are good blogs that are in my RSS that I read daily for free stuff. These blogs offer other “deals” but I’m mainly trolling for free. There is a bunch of similar websites, but no RSS, so forget them. I like these. I’ve scored some good free stuff, a bunch of tee shirts (that are too small after one washing), sample size products, trees, some expensive Schick Razors, and other stuff.

Note: don’t mess around with the sample shampoo and conditioner. They come in single serving foil pouches and are impossible to open with wet hands. Don’t think you can bite them like you do single serving saltines either! Ptooey.

From time to time, I’ll run across and offer that is so good, it’s as good as free. For example, Leading Hotels of the World tried to run a promotion to sell hotel rooms at five star resorts for $19.28 per night for a two night stay. After browsing some stunning resorts, we picked Enchantment Resort and Mii amo Spa
as our first choice, with a Santa Fe resort second and I forget our third choice.
What a cats-ass-trophy!

In a nutshell, their servers crashed immediately denying access to everyone. After two weeks of emails explaining, apologizing, re-explaining, and revamping, they ran the deal again and we didn’t get any of our choices after three weeks of hoping.

I won’t spend $500 a night on a resort. Just don’t see the value. But when it’s hanging out there seemingly ripe for the picking, and you get a chance snag one only to find out the insides are rotten, it’s pretty disappointing none-the-less.

So Misleading Hotels of the World is on my dethpickable list.

Dr Pepper made the list today.

They are trying to give away free Dr Pepper. Except their site is inaccessible.

Dethpickable.

UPDATE: Toad ya. See that space in the lower left? that’s where the free Dr Pepper offer used to be. They called in some code slave to remove the offer.

Dethpickable.

UPDATE 2: Offer extended.

Offer extended! “Everyone in America has until 6 PM EST on Monday, November 24 to get a free 20 oz. Dr Pepper.”

Service Unavailable

UPDATE 3: Good point by a commenter on another site: “Everyone” IF you have a computer and internet access.”

The Perfect Chair for the Macho Mansion

Interior designers in towns like Smallburg, KY must be really frustrated. I know there are some who claim to be interior designers in Smallburg, but I think they call themselves that to boost their self-esteem because they really know they just are personal shoppers. I heard about a home yesterday that the owner calls “the barn.” Of course, it’s not a renovated barn, that would be cool.

Instead it’s a big brick building with a steeply pitched roof, where the guy has displayed all the remnants of wild animals he has killed. He supposedly had an interior designer, but in reality, it’s his macho-mansion. (earworm!)

I saw another house with a gorgeous, new, dramatic, stone fireplace. (not unlike the picture above) The owner traveled many miles to get an authentic barn beam that for the mantle. Above the mantle is their BATV (big ass tee vee)!

Yeah, I’m little jealous. I’d like to have the money to be able to design a home – or even just a room – that would reflect our tastes.  I’ve given this a fair amount of thought while sitting in the NASCAR/Cigar Bar.

  • we don’t entertain – our house is small and our dogs are rowdy, so the rare times we have people over we meet in the NASCAR/Cigar Bar and surrounding meadow.
  • my lifestyle pretty much centers around screens. TeeVee and computer.
  • turtle heads are commonplace, especially if I’m on wireless laptop and in the middle of saving a post. I just can’t walk away until I’m sure it’s all safely tucked away like a tranny on prom night.
  • I eat and drink while in front of the screens.
  • If I’m not computing, I like to have a magazine handy to flip through while the commercials are on.

Nancy is kinda the same way, except she will sit and knit in front of the screen, or flip through a catalog. Her needs are similar.

What we have now is three recliners, and a sofa with a recliner at each end. Yeah, that you really have to be Freud to figure the meaning of those images. They all face a huge wall killing TeeVee cabinet with side cabinets that used to have our silver and other useless fancy china in it. (That all got taken out when I had to move the thing to install the Tivo. It currently sites in a plastic container in the middle of the room because we can’t decide what to do with it.)

We also have a dog crate, fifty-five dog beds and pillows, two wicker baskets for dog toys which are empty because the toys are all over.

We stack our stuff on three end tables with a some lamps.

So I’m thinking we start over:

  • Two places to sit with plenty of flat spaces for stuff.
  • One sofa for the dogs
  • BATV hanging on the wall

That’s it.

I have my chair in mind, it would be a combo of  these two.

If The Bailout Was My Money? I’d Bet on the Second Trio. Wait! It IS My Money!


It’s hard to get a room full of stupid white guys. But Congress has done it. Actually the car guys got the ball rolling. The car guys called up the largest gathering of stupid white men – the Senate – and invited themselves to Washington for a little confab about a few billion dollars. So a bunch of old white guys that spent the U.S. into a deep recession yelled at three white guys who couldn’t figure out how to make cars that people wanted to buy. Then they all got on their jets and flew home.
Me? I’m betting the guys sleeping on my couch every evening could do better than all those stupid white guys put together. But first, they have to learn not to poop in the house.

PS: this is no reflection on the real car guys Tom and Ray.

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