The lovely and talented Jim of Snoozebutton Dreams has been downsized--how about stopping by his site and making his tip jar jingle?
The BestofMe Symphony has a tasty Blackadder theme. I love Blackadder!
This week's Bonfire has a retro look--it's all about the '80s!
Harvey has disemboweled his computer and posted a picture for all to see--I think he's been spending too much time around Evil Glenn...
There is Fresh Cheese!!!
I was adding Alliance members when I saw a mention on one of the neophytes' blogs (Organic Baby Farm, I think) that Steven Den Beste was quitting blogging. I'm not a regular reader of his--I only ever stopped by when Pixy pointed out something particularly interesting--but after reading his reasoning, I can hardly blame him. I can't imagine with having to deal with that volume of criticism on a daily basis [not to mention trolls and leftists that couldn't think their way out of a paper bag]. I wonder, although I'm certainly not going to bug the poor man by asking, if most of those emailers were non-bloggers. Because I just can't see bloggers telling other bloggers how to say something. At least, I wouldn't, unless specifically invited. I can see bloggers posting about it, with a trackback, to "continue the discussion," but the bloggers I read and who read me are not the type of people to write a four page email correcting a comma error. Now, maybe if I didn't have comments enabled I would get more email about my posts, but I doubt it. I have turned comments off on a couple of drooling-neanderthal magnets (mostly regarding The Fat One) and not one low I.Q. mouth-breather has emailed me--either they can't figure out how to work their email program, or are afraid to provide me with a real email address. And, no, I'm not trying to imply anything about the folks who email Den Beste--that was in reference to the commenters on some of my posts. I'm sure most of the people who email him are perfectly nice, sincere folks--I just don't think that most of them are bloggers.
I had a point when I started this, but danged if I can recall what it was! If anyone knows what it was I wanted say, you can email me. It'll make a nice change from all the spam....
Today I only hate 993 people, about 600 of whom desecrated my lobby before 5pm. We were shorthanded, so I between cranking out batches of popcorn and keeping the clerks stocked with bags, cups and candy and playing musical change (question: why do people think that it's perfectly logical to hand the cashier a $100 bill for two $1 movie tickets? Contrast this with the person who paid for their concessions order in pennies! And for all I know, it could have been the same customer!) I barely had time to dash up and down the stairs to thread and start movies. I would have had a nervous breakdown, but I was too busy running in circles. In mid-rush I realized that my latest hire just wasn't cutting it. I needed fast and efficient, and he just seemed to implode under the pressure. Sometimes you have to wait until they're under fire to see how they'll react. He's a really sweet guy, but I still let him go as soon as reinforcements showed up. He took it pretty well, and I was too busy to agonize over it (I hate firing people!) afterward.
That's really the worst part of being a manager--having to fire somebody. And not just because you have to admit you made a mistake in the first place when you hired them! It's because you are telling a person that their contribution was not valuable--or, even worse, detrimental--to the organization. I've fired a lot of people over the years, and I still feel bad about most of 'em. (The only ones I don't are the ones I caught stealing). It makes me a little more careful in who I hire, but, as I said, you really won't know a person's mettle until the popcorn's flying and the soda syrup's spilled across the kitchen floor....
I hate people. I particularly hate the 1,343 people who came to my theater today to see Shrek 2 and Harry Potter 3. I hate some of them more than others: the ones who think they should be getting a $7.50 per ticket movie experience for their $1.50 per ticket.
If we had digital surround sound, we wouldn't be the freakin' DOLLAR MOVIES!!!!!
If you wanted to see the movie on a projector less than 30 years old, with a sound system from the last decade, in stadium seating, in a seat that doesn't creak with age every time you shift a little, you should've coughed up the extra six bucks to see it first run! Now quit yer bitchin!!!!
I do appologize for the leak in the roof, though. I've called the landlord--again.
Every once in awhile I run a virus scan on my computer, just to be on the safe side. I have 48,012 virus-free files on my hard drives. Ten years of computing...carry the 6...that's about 4,801 files per year. Don't ask me why I need so many files. I just play here.
Another thing to make me go "Huh?"--I have my home page set to http://pp.mu.nu, and when it loaded today, the top post was from February 20th. I had to go to http://practicalpenumbra.mu.nu to get the current page...what's up with that, oh Great and Powerful Pixy Misa????
Update: Well--I tried editing that Feb 20 entry and although it posted and even pinged the update sites, there was no effect on what one views at the shortcut addy....also, although one can comment, the number never changes. It's like that page is stuck in a time warp thingee! It's the Dorian Gray page! Aaauugh!!!!!
The back door was open, so I took my courage in both hands and snuck in....
But as soon as I saw this I ran like heck!
Maybe the other Alliance members did better.....
As you may or may not know, the charming and always delightful Kevin the Wiz has been given Republican National Convention blogging creds, and thus was profiled by the Wall Street Journal Online. You can keep up with the doings of all the Convention Bloggers at the RNCBloggers Portal.
I'm very annoyed, and what's a blog for if not venting?
I was killing time at work (waiting for the last movie to get out so I could turn off the lights, lock up and go home) reading a mystery novel, and all of a sudden, out of nowhere, with absolutely no connection to the storyline whatsoever, comes this diatribe against "entire countries being laid to waste" overseas, the "once robust economy in the tanks", "tax cuts for the rich," and "foundering health care and education." Then, back to the story.
A similar thing happened once before--right in the middle of a perfectly decent mystery novel was a strident endorsement for abortion. I don't remember who the author was, because I never read any of her books again.
Authors, please--when trying to shove your unpalatable leftist views down your readers' throats, please be a little more subtle. Or, better yet, keep them to yourself! I had a much higher opinion of you before I found out you were an idiotarian....
Pixy Misa is a baaad mutha.....I have been spending all my time at the new munu portal, mostly playing games but also just poking around, looking at all the cool stuff. Thus I have been neglecting my blogging, blog-reading, and schoolwork (although the latter is minimal at this point. My Adviser-cum-Dean advised me that the summer class will count, so now I need to drop one of the two classes I've signed up for, and so I have to choose which one to axe, and I'm feeling really indecisive. But I need to order the book for the one I'm keeping today, so that I will get it by Monday. I'm pretty sure that I'm going to drop Legal and Social Environment of Business, even though it looks pretty interesting; this is because the text is published by McGraw Hill, the Trotskites responsible for the atrocity that is the leftist rag Business Week, and I've decided to boycott them.).
Hey! Google Bomb! Business Week is a leftist rag!!!!
The thing about dilemmas is that they are occasionally paralyzing, especially if there is a flow chart of alternatives to consider. Take this semester's classes, for instance. It turns out that the class I did so poorly on this summer is not listed as an elective in one place where one can find the online catalog and requirements, but is listed in another place where one can find the online catalog and requirements. So should I take two classes this semester, or only one (which is all I need to complete my electives if this summer's class counts)? Then there's the textbook thing. The College bookstore charges WAY more for used copies than Amazon.com does. But since used texts from Amazon don't come from Amazon but from the sellers, how can I be sure that I'll get the 13th ed. rather than the 12th ed.? Plus, this late in the process the school bookstore probably doesn't even have any used copies anymore, so I'll have to cough up the whole $130....per book! And then there's the whole crystal ball thing--If I had one, I'd never have signed up for this summer's class to begin with, so while optimistically I think I can handle two classes this Fall, what if there's another unexpected work-related disaster that effects my school work?
So I need to email my advisor, who may not even be my advisor anymore since he was promoted to Dean of Something Or Other, and see if he thinks that the summer class counts....
I know from experience that whatever decision I make will be the wrong one (and even if I elect to pursue the opposite of what I have decided in order to make the right decision, it will turn out that, in that case, that the original decision was the right one and the opposite was the wrong one) so I'm pretty much screwed.
I spent all my coffee-up time earning and spending pengos....
It is good to be a Munuvian.....
Kerry Urges Bush to Demand Attacks Stop
That was the news headline on my homepage. How odd, I thought. Kerry wants the President to demand that "insurgents" stop attacking our troops? Does he really think that the reason Islamic terrorists are shooting up Iraq is that nobody has asked them firmly to stop doing it? Huh. That seems rather silly, even for a liberal. Maybe we've attacked some terrorist stronghold, and Kerry is objecting. That sounds more likely, but still, the headline is oddly worded--wouldn't Kerry urge Bush to order that attacks stop in that case? Guess I better read the story...
Ah! Kerry wants the President to "demand" that the Swift Boat Veterans quit running their ads.
LOL!!!!! ROFL!!!!!! ROFLMAO!!!!!!
I guess the President needs to "urge" Kerry to "demand" that MoveOn and other 527 groups bankrolled by commies and liberals stop "attacking" the President. It's all about being fair and balanced, right?
Wait--I forgot. Some animals are more equal than others...
Only a couple more days until the summer "grind" schedule is over--Yay! I'll go back to actually getting TWO days off every week! And even though I'll have to start going in at 3 on Saturdays instead of 6, it more than equals out with that extra free day, and working 3-12 instead of 12-12 on weekdays...
Hurray for me!!!!
Don't you hate it when your work-week starts without there having been a day or two off to set it apart from the previous work-week? Me too.
Just in case anyone notices anything wonky in any of my graphics, banners or pictures, I turned on "hotlink protection" and, although everything loads ok for me, I'd appreciate it if y'all would let me know if you're having any problems...
As long as we're playing catch up today, I got a "C" as the final grade in this class. It could have been worse, considering he only accepted half of my final paper. But it has really screwed my GPA, and it is only the second time in my entire educational career that I have ever gotten a "C" as the final grade. The other time was my freshman year in college when I was taking 18 hours a semester, was seriously homesick for my family, and I "ran away" from school (took the train home on impulse). I went back after a week of mom therapy, and got 4 A's and a B in the other five classes. For the life of me I can't remember what the class was anymore, just that it wasn't in one of my majors (English and History).
Anyway, one of my classmates has filed a formal grievance based partially on the fact that the only "A"s he gave were to the male class members. I really can't say whether or not he's guilty of sexual discrimination, although the proof, I think, would be in how he graded the man who missed his discussion leadership week because of computer problems (he was rescheduled to a later week after another student filled in), and how he graded the man who was late submitting one of his case studies due to a power failure, versus how he treated me. But since no one has access to those grades except the teacher, I doubt my classmate will get anywhere.
I'm sure that twenty years from now I won't remember what class I got the "C" in this time around, either. But I'll still be pissed off.
Dear Mr. Dick:
The post office has informed us that your address is incorrect. They are not sure how your mail has been finding you all these years, but from now on your official address is: 37.1 Woodway Rd, #B-4.99. Please make a note of it.
Your copy of "Pet Cementary: New Paradigms in Taxidermy" is delayed due to Dutch Elm Disease. It will ship as soon as a cure is found.
P. Penumbra Publishers
I'll let you know if I hear back from him.
I got an email from my brother this morning--he wrote:
I found your blog-page at random. Therefore, please update my Netflix account information and register me for the Pimp My Ride MTV show.
He cracks me up....
The post, in its entirety:
Frank unapologetically explains the Netflix ad. For an alternative viewpoint, read this. But the real problem here is not so much that it's an ad, or that it's an ad for Netflix, but that it's a banner across the top of the main page....sigh.
to whom it may concern:
you have advised me that dud's that i have ordered are being ret'd by the post office undelivered["pet semintary"]. i spoke to the post office and they feel that you are not putting the full address down. it is: 37 woodway rd-#B-5, stamford, ct 06907. does this square with the address you have? pls confirm. thx.
Posted by: richard gross at August 16, 2004 11:18 AM
It seems as if someone, googling Netflix, stumbled onto my blog entry and was deceived into thinking that I am affiliated with the Netflix customer service department. WTF?????
So what should I do, folks? Email him, correcting his spelling and grammar? Assume that the "dud's" he ordered were Milk Duds™ and tell him that the theatre does not give refunds on opened candy? Ask if by "dud's" was he referring to fancy dress, or unexploded ordnance? Inform him politely that I am against "putting down" addresses unless they are terminally ill and have no quality of life? Demand that he explain just what the hell he meant by "["pet semintary"]"? Just what is a "semintary" anyway? A place for interring deceased seminarians?
There is too much rampant stupidity in the world, and apparently it is not confined to dollar movie customers....
We had three brain wraps yesterday. Three! Yes, that's a bad thing...
Even though yesterday was my day off, I spent a lot of time on the phone with my new assistant manager (since she is neither a man nor an ass, I'll just call her A.M.). Poor A.M. was having a heck of a time with our stupid vendors. For example, she arrived at work to find a note from UPS saying they had tried to deliver a package at 10:30 am, and since we weren't there, they'd be back at 10:30 am the next day. This is the definition of insanity, right? Performing the same action over and over hoping to achieve a different result? The really annoying thing is that on Tuesday I got the same note! And I called the UPS people and explained the we are a movie theater (that's why it says "Theater" on the marquee in big red letters) and we have never and will never be open for business at 10:30 in the moring, and the woman asked me "Are your business hours posted?" And I said, "yes--the sign says 'Box office opens 15 minutes before the start of the first show' and the other sign says the first show is at 12:45, so the driver would have to do some math." So she made a note of our hours (noon to midnight) on some computer, and then two days later they try to deliver something at 10:30 am again. Idiots.
Then there's Pepsi. It used to be that I would call my Pepsi driver's voice mail, tell him what I needed, and two days later it magically appeared. But Pepsi decided to become "more efficient" (translation: totally screw up the customer's order every week) by calling me for my order from some place in Idaho on a day it was not convenient for me, and changing my delivery day so that I would have to reguesstimate how much product I would need so I wouldn't run out before the next delivery. And ever since then, my order is always wrong. For example, on Tuesday I ordered lids for our large cups. On Thursday they delivered large cups. The invoice said lids. The invoice always says the correct item. One time they brought me large cups, then medium lids, then medium lids again, all attempting to correct their initial error, and every single time the invoice said large lids (because a new invoice accompanied each delivery) but it took four tries to actually get me the large lids. Then it took another two weeks to get the billing straightened out, since they billed me for large lids every time they brought out the wrong thing. It seems they have no procedure to handle the situation where the customer is delivered the wrong thing but billed for the right thing. And it always seems to be the large lids that cause a melt down in their system. Idiots.
Oops! I have to head to work. First show's at 12:20 this week...(UPS take note: we open at 12:05!)
Somebody else wrote about this recently, and in my aged condition I don't remember who it was (so if you did, please let me know in the comments), but I am exhausted with ill-educated web-surfers who either never learned the basics of grammar and punctuation, or are still in sixth grade and have been daydreaming in English class. Perhaps not coincidently, these intellectually-challenged individuals seem to flock to my posts about The Fat One, and are under the mistaken impression that their irrational and poorly constructed expressions of hatred for President Bush are of interest to anyone other than themselves.
My blog is not the Democratic Underground, folks, so unless you have something pithy, witty, or constructive to bring to the discussion, piss off!
Have I mentioned that I hate summer? That even with an assistant manager (Ass. Man.) I work 12-12, 12-6, 12-12, 12-8, 6-12 and 6-12 and get one day (between the 12-12 and 12-8) off for good behavior? And next week, our first movie starts at 12:20, so I will be working 11:15-12, etc. etc. And did I metion that the owner has started a 50¢ all day Wednesday promotion? Whereby we get one thousand people (ok, that was a slight exaggeration--last week it was 983) anxious to offer us their loose change (literally: last Wednesday I had $18.27 in dimes, nickles and pennies to deposit. Bet the bank loved me!) in exchange for the chance to see Garfield. On the one hand, this concentrates all the potentional trouble-makers into one day (since we no longer have the 50¢ shows on the other days of the week); on the other hand, this concentrates all the potentional trouble-makers into one day... .
Pray for me.
I hate the way the news keeps calling terrorists in Iraq "insurgents" and "militants," especially when the verb following those descriptives is usually "kidnapped" "blew up" or "attacked." If the press can't bring themselves to use the "T" word, then they should call 'em islamofascists or radical islamists or bin Ladenists. It's not like these guys are going to sue them for defamation (although "alleged" "dictator" Sadaam Hussein might have a case).
Besides, the word "insurgents" reminds me I need to do my laundry again, and I'm out of Cheer™....
New Assistant Manager=new schedule=noon to midnight today. Try to behave yourselves while I'm at work.
For your entertainment needs: Viking Kittens!
I haven't done a ping storm in a long time, so I'm out of practice, but here are some pointers to a few interesting posts I've stumbled across...
A wonderful and witty point from John over at Conservative English Major, regarding the tendency of liberals to sue whenever a ballot issue doesn't turn out the way they want it to:
If liberals controlled America, there would obviously be no need for elections, since they would already know how voters SHOULD vote, and since voters have proven to be so dumb as to actually vote for conservative measures occasionally .........Read the whole thing!
Testing Meme Propagation In Blogspace: Add Your Blog
This posting is a community experiment that tests how a meme, represented by this blog posting, spreads across blogspace, physical space and time. It will help to show how ideas travel across blogs in space and time and how blogs are connected. It may also help to show which blogs (and aggregation sites) are most influential in the propagation of memes. The dataset from this experiment will be public, and can be located via Google (or Technorati) by doing a search for the GUID for this meme (below).
Please join the test by adding your blog (see instructions, below) and inviting your friends to participate—the more the better. The data from this test will be public and open; others may use it to visualize and study the connectedness of blogspace and the propagation of memes across blogs.
The GUID for this experiment is:
The above GUID enables anyone to easily search Google or other search engines for all blogs that participate in this experiment, once they have indexed the sites that participate, which may take several days or weeks. To locate the full data set, just search for any sites that contain this GUID.
Anyone is free to analyze the data of this experiment. Please publicize your analysis of the data, and/or any comments by adding comments onto the original post (see URL above). (Note: it would be interesting to see a geographic map or a temporal animation, as well as a social network map of the propagation of this meme.)
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My new niece!
P.S. Megan Sierra, 7 lbs, 3 oz--in case you missed the previous exciting episodes....
Further Update: Read Harvey's comment below, then click here!
IP: 18.104.22.168, using the fake email addy of email@example.com, pushing pharmaceuticals. Ban this IP now, friends!
I have a new niece! Hurray! I have a new Assistant Manager! Hurray! I have the day off! Hurray!
Off I go to see the new niece, Megan Sierra, on my day off, thanks to a new Assistant Manager.
Screw profdan--life is good!
UPDATE: Little Meg is adorable! She weighed 7 lbs., 3 oz and is 20" long. I will begin her Barbie collection today.....
Maybe it's the lingering effects of the full moon (did I mention it was actually orange-colored the other day? I seem to recall there is some arcane significance to that--more werewolves? good fishing weather?--but can't remember precisely) but I seem to be stuck in a weird place: royally pissed-off and relieved at the same time. You see, the pathetic excuse for human refuse calling itself profdan has refused to grant me an Incomplete:
Sorry,I can't do imcompletes once the class is finished.You should have
contaced me earlier if this was a problem, although typically changes in
work schedule is not allowed for a online class incomplete. It has be
something related to a health issue, accident, etc.
So I will just grade you on what you have done.
All typos and punctuation errors are his, by the way. I copied and pasted the text of his email.
I am very angry. I knew that this class was going to be a complete waste of my time and my money, but I at least had the hope of salvaging a few credit hours for my $1,705.00 plus text books. But without a final paper--worth 50% of my grade--the best I can probably hope for is a "D", and even a "C" would mean I have to take another class to replace this one.
I am also, paradoxically, relieved that I don't have to struggle over 14 pages of bullshit, even though my GPA is now screwed.
The $1,705 I paid for your class is 7.3% of my annual salary before taxes. No one is reimbursing me for this, and by the time the loan interest and the $130 for the worst text ever written (which, by the way, it might behoove you to actually read, since the class "lecture" notes you posted all semester were a chapter behind) are added into that, the amount will probably be closer to 10%. Your refusal to allow me an Incomplete constitutes an example of some of the worst customer service I have ever received. By the time I realized that your class was completely pointless and a waste of my time and money, it was too late to withdraw and still get a refund (I know--I checked with the Registrar), so I stuck it out and churned out BS "case studies" for the credit hours. You have now denied me even those. We have "Lemon Laws" here in Indiana, and if you were a car salesman, you would be under investigation by the State Attorney General right now.
So, should I email that to him, or not?
UPDATE: I haven't sent that email (or any other). I think I'll take the good advice offered in the comments and work my way up the chain of command. So far, stunned silence has been my official response to profdan's email, as I did manage to avoid writing to him in the full glory of my anger. Actually, the reply above is about the fourth draft--the others sounded quite a lot like the Emperor, or Mudfish Billie in Harvey's comments....
I didn't get my paper done, and I had to ask the teacher for an incomplete. I hate that. I hate having things hanging over my head like that. But there just wasn't time to work on it. That's the bad thing about now having three theaters--little to no down time anymore. It used to be that if I started one show at 7 and one at 7:15, I'd have at least an hour until it was time to go back upstairs and turn the lights on. Even longer if I sent one of the kids up to turn on the lights. Only now we also have a show starting at 8:15, which means the show prior to it got out at 7:40, which means I only have, at most, forty minutes between shows anymore, which hardly gives me enough time to do my normal paperwork and oversee the kids straightening the place up, let alone work on my homework. And I can't send one of the kids up to turn on the lights in two of the three theaters this week because the lenses have to be changed after every show* and they can't do that. Factor in the fact that I have had one day off since the 7th of July, and have been working noon to midnight every day since Ass. Man. went bye-bye, so it obviously has been impossible to get anything substantial written on my 14 page research paper.
What about blogging time? you wonder. Not the same at all--blogging does not require thinking, if you'll pardon me for saying so. When I blog there is little or no higher brain function involved (yes, I know, it shows--which is why it's a good thing that blog readers, unlike teachers, don't grade my efforts). There is no in-depth analysis of documented facts necessary to blog. And frankly, my blogging hasn't been all that substantial lately either....
So I asked the teacher for either an extension or an incomplete, otherwise there's a couple thousand dollars of hard-earned government-loan-and therefore-future-earnings down the drain. But I hate having it hanging over my head.
*movies come to us in one of two types, "scope," short for cinemascope, or "flat". Think of them as the movie theater version of wide screen and full screen. In order for a film to look right, the projector has to be equipped with the correct lens and aperture plate for the type of film we're showing. This week theater two is showing flat/scope/flat/scope pictures, and theater three is showing scope/flat/scope/flat pictures. The reason we can't show the same kind together in the same theater is that both of the scope pictures are long, and both of the flat pictures are short, and if we showed the two scope ones in the same theater, we'd only be able to fit in about one and a half showings of each one a day. So I get to change the lenses after every show. Fun fun fun...
Oh, here's an excerpt:
[Harv says to keep the quotes short] ;)
I should have known better than to read the latest (and hopefully my last) issue of Business Week. They've been actively campaigning for JF'ingK for months now, and the last few issues it has only gotten worse. This week they have an interview with him (did you know he was in Vietnam??) entitled "'I'll Restore America's Reputation'."
See, this is what our country gets for hanging around with perverts like Slick Willie. This is what happens when we go to bed with him twice. We get a reputation for being an easy lay, and, even though we are now dating a nice boy, people still remember the times we were slutty and throw it in our faces--including this latest Don Juan trying to get in our pants. So crawling into the sack with you is going to restore our sullied reputation, ketchup boy? When it was doing the dirty deed with your frat brother that ruined our reputation to begin with? When your pal was the one who convinced the world that we could be assaulted and we'd just lie there and take it? Our new boyfriend respects us. He's teaching us martial arts in case some other strangers try to take advantage of us. He's not afraid of a woman who can kick ass when necessary, unlike you and your fraternity friends, who would rather we just laid still and thought of England--or France, in your case.
We'll restore our own reputation, thank you. Now run along and try to seduce some country that hasn't learned its lesson...