Wordly Messages From Myles About His Life.
There’s golf being televised. An ad for a golf ball is aired.
Question:
How do you make a sphere more aerodynamic?
It’s a sphere dude. You may have two of them, but if you try to tell me that yours are more aerodynamic than mine I’d be happy to accommodate a test of having yours fly across the room.
Be Seeing You.Software should not be this hard. F* you. I follow the instructions to the letter and spirit, and you still don’t work.
Even the “help” is contradictory, some buried peon more correct — but still dis-functionally wrong — than the official idiots who made the damn thing in the first place.
Screw that. I’ll give you a few more years to figure yourselves out.
Be Seeing You.After work, whilst on my way to a local establishment, I walk into the local bookstore. I then walk onto the bookstore’s resident cat. In an effort to step off the cat as fast as possible, I trip onto the very same cat as he tried to get away as fast as possible from the idiot who had stepped on him. We both tried again and were both successful in our efforts.
Only I, however, was successful in gathering stares from the other Humans in the bookstore. I apologized, and a second time on my way out. All in all, I got a story at no harm to the cat.
If I didn’t know better, I’d join the circus.
Be Seeing You.Whilst waiting for a friend at my favorite area bar, I was informed that prices had increased on most beers during happy hour by a significant amount. I was not affected, luckily, but still I noticed.
Whilst church shopping, a fatal car collision occurred at my current church. Obviously, something I missed in person but have been hearing and will continue to hear about for many a virtual millennium. Though part of me wants pictures in lieu of not being there [thank you, Captain Morbid], I do have a fairly good idea and holodeck of what happened [thank you, History Man & Imagination Boy].
Now, to hopefully dig my way to selling more stuff…
Be Seeing You.Just when I exit the local grocery [a block away from home], I hear a female yell “Thief! Stop! Stop him! Thief, my purse! Stop that man! Thief!”. Her male companion follows suit.
I spy a young man dashing down the sidewalk with… a black purse. The woman and her man are chasing after to little avail.
A grocery worker dashes out from the corner nearest me to intercept, but fails. This thief is fast a la a football sprinter. A parking lot foot chase later, nothing other than a getaway car pulls up. The aft passenger door pops open, but the purse snatcher slowly rounds the trunk to enter the opposite side — then suddenly hurried once he sees that he is still being pursued.
The car squeals the 5 feet to the stop sign, tire smoke included, and left-turns away. Just as the victim, and her man, and the grocery worker, arrive to breathe the dust.
I make it home, drop off my groceries, and return to see any aftermath. There was none — the grocery worker was doing grocery worker stuff, the victim and her man were gone, and there was brief mention of a cop cruising by.
The first purse snatching I remember witnessing personally.
Be Seeing You.Can you imagine Obama telling The South that the Feds are coming in to plan their future for them? I can hear the cries of “Reconstruction 2.0!” from such a time line even now.
I liked the speech. I almost hear a call for a “Green Revolution”, similar to a call for a man on the moon or similar.
NPR audio was a couple seconds behind CNN video, but I think that makes sense.
Be Seeing You.The other day, I took my car in for several points of maintenance:
When I got home, after leaving my car there for 7 hours, I discovered that a headlight was out. Those Fraking Bastards.
After figuring out that an official headlight would cost me hundreds of dollars just for the bulb, I go to a local hardware store and buy two for $11 each. I then replace the burnt out one myself.
I think I’m going to be changing dealerships, at least to see how the closer one is.