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Monthly Archives: March 2008

Into the City we went

Me, dad, C and hubby – off to the NY Auto show.

It was friggin freezing walking up 34th St at 10:30 in the morning so my first stop was a big store to purchase a hat, gloves and a scarf. I was not walking 6 blocks with no feeling in my ears and fingers.

Let me just say for the record, I will never go to the city with hubby again. I can understand those rushing around to get to and from work, but on a relaxing day out?

In the Javits Center I never lost C, we were constantly wondering where the hell hubby was – and always found him 20 foot in front of us. He had us rushing around like we were escaping a war zone.

He complained about the crowds, the price of the food (like that wasn’t to be expected) and from the gazillion top of the line cars to choose from, he fell in love with the Hyundai Entourage and all it’s gadgets (Which I must admit was pretty darn cool for the price) – I on the other hand was drooling over the Beamers.
THEN on the way home we get down the subway and you all know (well new yorkers do anyway) you have to get onto the first 5 carriages on the #1 train for the ferry right? – he jumps into the nearest carriage with C, doesn’t pay any mind to whether me or my dad are following. I had to scream at the top of my lungs from 15 feet away for him to get his ass off the train as the doors started to close.

OMG then he yells at me and gets an attitude cause we missed the train!

Dude, they come every 10 friggin minutes, and how in hells name were you going to get off at the ferry 9 carriages back.

It was a fast day, a cold day, but C was well behaved, dad had a ball and has a 100 photos of cars to prove it.

Things that shouldn’t be pt 2

Remember this?

Well now there’s another involved who has the ability to edit the alumni page.

Within 1 hour of me giving him access, he copies information from his website and pastes it into the wordpress page – bringing with it 9 pages of text formatting.

BANG!  <— sound of my head hitting the desk.

Took me a while to clean that up let me tell you.

Between the two of them they have put information into adobe files, and now are worried that perhaps some won’t be able to view them.  “What should they do” I was asked. “Redo in a plain ole htm file” was my reply “and I’ll relink.”

And what’s really got my goat?

The last email (1 of 32 received from one or both of them in the last 2 days) would I mind putting at the bottom of the page:

website prepared by “insert first guys name” and “insert 2nd guys name”  and Moi

Hell yes I would mind, and that isn’t going to happen.  I spent far to long (with the help of dreamhost and JR) putting it together to give partial credit to two guys who merely edit one page on a site consiting of about 30 pages with a gallery.

I’m rather cheesed off at the moment with the cheek of it.

In the name of Islam

Just in case you still had doubts about who the enemy are. Oh dear due to threats on the lives of the people over at liveleak the video was yanked.

Said by Prime Minister Balkenende:

…the public prosecution department is examining the film to see if any laws have been broken.

Where do I start Prime Minister? The bombing of the World Trade Center, Bombings in London and Spain, beheadings, stoning of women, violence against gays – Is murder a law you were looking into specifically?

XBOX FIASCO

Oh yeah, and I still haven’t recieved everything I need to actually resume xbox gaming.

It’s even warranted an “xbox” category over there on the right since II’ve talked about it so much.
Over a month and counting, and this with me being in constant contact with a customer service rep. from Microsoft!  Can you believe this nonsense?

All told it’s been 11 weeks (out for repair 3 times) of gaming time I’m missed and the box isn’t a year old.

Should have purchased a WII

OH MY GOD!

The 24 hour bug resurfaced Tuesday night. Wednesday and Thursday I couldn’t move, Thursday being the worst of the two days. If it wasn’t for my hubby, my poor dad would be housebound with me. I really hope he doesn’t catch what I have.

Since last Saturday, I’ve gone through 2 bottles of children’s motrin.

Kid’s Weird

C – mommy, mommy, what times it?

Moi – It’s 11:30

C – Whas that mean?

Moi – It’s almost time for lunch

C – Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammm, time is so fake. In future if it’s not time for snack don’t tell me.

Well ok then, pardon me!