Turnip Season
12.19.2003
Friday Five
1. List your five favorite beverages.
Boulevard Pale Ale
Virgil's Root Beer
Spring Water
Odwalla Green Stuff (I don't recall the Name) Superfood
Orange Juice with Soda Water
2. List your five favorite websites.
Slashdot
Lockergnome
Google News
Paul's Page
Amazon
3. List your five favorite snack foods.
Kettle Chips
Snickerdoodles
Bananas
Tortilla Chips
Mike and Ikes
4. List your five favorite board and/or card games.
Monopoly
Trivial Pursuit
Scrabble
5. List your five favorite computer and/or game system games.
Tetris
Solitaire
Shisen-sho
I don't really play many games. I'm afraid of getting addicted.
12.17.2003
Things I don't get. Part 1
Brand loyalty - I get buying the same thing all the time because you like it or it meets your needs. I mean, years ago, a friend told me about Scott tissue in the bathroom because it lasts a long time before you have to change the roll.
And I've converted Laurie to it. Fortunately, Costco sells it in like, 30 roll packages, so I can buy about 3 times a year.
I don't understand trumpeting the brand by purchasing and wearing the clothing with the brand logo on it or adding additional logos to your car or something. Like the pissing Calvin on the blue oval for Ford. I drive a 1995 Ford Ranger. It's been reliable; it meets my needs but I haven't made a pledge to Ford Motor Company. In fact, our next vehicle based on an assessment of our needs and the products available was a 2003 Toyota Matrix and I haven't added an additional Toyota logo to the window. They get enough advertising with their name on the damned thing.
I may drive a Chevrolet some day but I don't earn my living from them so I probably won't wear the Chevy bowtie on my person and I can't comprehend doing so. That's just me.
Okay, I'll see if I can get this Squawkbox thing working tomorrow
Father, it's been a week (9 days) since my last blog entry. I've had impure thoughts but not enough energy to get them going.
I've worked early mornings 5 days in a row, 7 out of the last 8. No wonder I'm so f#cking tired.
Chester is recovering nicely. My Prozac (or rather its generic equivalent) has finally arrived. I've failed in my most recent foray into the next echelon of my career and been rejected by my peers as their representative.
So it goes.
