Sturgeon’s Law

Ninety per­cent of every­thing is crap.


Derived from a quote by sci­ence fic­tion author Theodore Stur­geon, who once said, “Sure, 90% of sci­ence fic­tion is crud. That’s because 90% of every­thing is crud.” Oddly, when Sturgeon’s Law is cited, the final word is almost invari­ably changed to ‘crap’.

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Whoooosh Done Deal Joanna - 29351 Waiting For Go

Miles Per Gallon

Fuelly Fuelly

OOPs

I really need help on this whole Help! movie thing as I didn’t real­ize it is OOP. I won­dered when I went to Amazon.com the there was no “Add to Cart” but­ton, can’t buy it new because it is Out Of Print. I can but like new ones that have been imported from over­seas for around $20. If I would like a brand new MPI offi­cial 1965 copy, they sell for around $200. Yikes. I’m think­ing I’ll be wait­ing around for a re-release.

Took advan­tage of the warm weather to wash and then wax the car this morn­ing. What kind of wax does Mr. Miata use you are ask­ing your­self. Because if some­one who has a blog based on life with his Miata and reg­is­tered the domain name mr-miata.net he must use a spe­cial 7 step wax­ing reg­i­men using the finest ingre­di­ents that money can buy. Well, not really. I finally used up some Mequier’s paste wax in a can I have had for about a decade the last time I did some touch up wax­ing in Sep­tem­ber. The other week when I knew I was going to be wax­ing the car I bought a bot­tle of some Black Magic Wet Shine Liq­uid Wax, cost, around eight bucks. Wax is pretty much wax to me. This stuff went on super easy, but a bit more dif­fi­cult to get off. Plus if you didn’t get a cou­ple of good passes with a clean part of the towel the color of the paint under­neath looked streaky and kind of sub­tly two-toned. Once you got all the wax off, the car really looks good, I would swear it looked more red, less dull maroon, under today’s cloudy sky.

Help!

Trekked to Augusta this evening. First order of busi­ness was to run the Master’s Miata Club’s newslet­ter through the postage meter at Rader. Sorry we didn’t stop and say hello Scott, but we were hun­gry and the ribs at Tony Roma’s were beck­on­ing. Besides I’m sure you were busy sell­ing cars as Kwan­zaa gifts. ;-)

Sec­ond order of busi­ness was to shop. I am owed $50, thirty-five from a mis­spent Tar­get gift card plus fif­teen bucks for the vig. I am search­ing high and low look­ing for the movie Help! with the Bea­t­les. Tar­get — nope. Cir­cuit City — nope. Boder’s — nope. Best Buy — nope. I tried my level best locally, so off to the net I go…

It was in the upper 60’s when we left work and even though the sky had clouded up, it was still warm enough for top down motor­ing. As the night crept on the cold crept in, it was in the upper 20’s by the time we started for home. The top stayed down, but the win­dows went up and the heater came on a touch,

Target Gift Card

My mother-in-law gave me a Tar­get gift card for Christ­mas. Tonight Donna and I stopped in to see about me spend­ing it. While I shopped for DVDs and CDs she headed over to the 50% off Christ­mas Stuff Sale. I looked up and down and far and wide, but just couldn’t pull the trig­ger. I was really look­ing for HELP! and it wasn’t there. There were plenty of movies I kind of wanted to see, but they just didn’t fall into the buy cat­e­gory. I couldn’t find two CDs I really wanted (needed two to spend most of the value of the card.) I was tempted by a two-disc Norah Jones box, one of her sec­ond CD and another of a DVD with a few videos and an inter­view. In the end I decided to wait and see about maybe head­ing over to the big­ger store in Augusta later this week.

Donna didn’t have any trou­ble fill­ing her bas­ket with 1/2 off mer­chan­dise. As we checked out the total of her stuff came to about 2 bucks less that the gift card value, so guess how we paid? Right, easy come, easy go.…

19,000 Miles

On a totally unevent­ful trip home from work today the “Emperor” passed through the 19,000 mile mark. That is aver­ag­ing nearly 1,500 miles a month. The car is dirty and I thought see­ing as it was in the 50s this evening I would wash it. Parked in the dri­ve­way and looked at the car and it wasn’t as dirty as I thought, so instead of buck­ets and sponges I though maybe I would give it a Quik Detailer and towel clean­ing. When I looked under the cab­i­net in the garage I real­ized I was out of the Quik Detailer, so I gave up on the whole thing and pulled the car in the garage. New Year’s Day is sup­posed to be in the mid 70s. I’ll wait until then and I will be able to wash it in shorts. Maybe even wax it if I get ambi­tious enough.

Like A Bowl Full Of Jelly

Unfor­tu­nately I have been fol­low­ing my own Hol­i­day Eat­ing Tips pretty strictly. I don’t know if it has trans­lated into that many pounds gained, but I sure feel like I have gained 10 pounds. To make mat­ters worse I have a doctor’s appoint­ment the first week of Jan­u­ary where he is going to check to see how my cho­les­terol is doing. After last September’s dis­mal blood work, he has had me tak­ing a herbal sup­ple­ment called red yeast rice to see if that helps. I have been tak­ing one pill a day in hopes of staving off high dol­lar med­ica­tion and more impor­tantly, I guess, clogged arter­ies. If I’m still up I’ll try and see if he’ll give me another three months tak­ing 2 pills. After that I guess I will have to start cut­ting fat out of the ol’ diet. And heaven for­bid, exer­cis­ing more.

We Wish You…

Please accept — with no oblig­a­tion, implied or implicit — my best wishes for an envi­ron­men­tally con­scious, socially respon­si­ble, low stress, non-addictive, gen­der neu­tral cel­e­bra­tion of the win­ter sol­stice hol­i­day, prac­ticed within the most enjoy­able tra­di­tion of the reli­gious per­sua­sion of your choice, or sec­u­lar prac­tices of your pref­er­ence. In addi­tion, please enjoy a fis­cally suc­cess­ful, per­son­ally ful­fill­ing and med­ically uncom­pli­cated recog­ni­tion of the onset of the gen­er­ally accepted cal­en­dar year 2005.

*Quoted from Brian Dam­age

British Invasion III & IV

Its Christ­mas Eve and see­ing as I have a tra­di­tional hol­i­day greet­ing reserved for tomor­row, I just go ahead and post a pic­ture of Paul and George together: