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’.

Random Images

Mouth of Wilson, VA Elloree - 29047 Winsted, CT Civil War Monument Feathery

Miles Per Gallon

Fuelly Fuelly

9,000 Gallons of Black Oil

This is what the Pur­ple Whale looks like reflected in the side of a tanker truck, pos­si­bly car­ry­ing Black Oil, on one of Eisenhower’s Inter­state High­ways. Early this morn­ing, some­where not too far from Aiken the Sonata’s dig­i­tal odome­ter blipped past the 9,000 mile mark.

We searched for a total of 10 caches today and found 7, while DNF­ing 3. Those finds were very pro­duc­tive though, as they did net 7 GA Coun­ties, 2 GA Delorme pages and one State Park.

You Don’t Want To Eat Here

We walked from the hotel to a place for break­fast, but it was just a drive-thru, so we went with Plan B, Micky D’s. As we were almost done eat­ing our Egg McMuffins we heard an employee shout, “We have a bus! We have a bus!” Sure enough, a stream of high school aged kids came pil­ing in the door. A few just came in and sat (the ones with not much spend­ing money), some headed for the restrooms (those with small blad­ders) and the major­ity of them got in line. They made a queue that was three wide that snaked all the way to the entrance door.

We fin­ished up our stuff and cleared off the table fig­ur­ing that it would be needed soon. As we were exit­ing the restau­rant through the door on the other side, we were met by an older cou­ple com­ing in. I looked at them and said, “You might want to find another place to eat, a bus just unloaded a big bunch of high school stu­dents on a field trip to Epcot.” The man replied, “I know, I just dropped them off. I’m the driver.”

Downtown Christmas Shopping

We walked the main down­town shop­ping street in Mel­bourne twice. Once when we went for lunch and a sec­ond time because went back when the “can­dle light” thing was going on between 5 & 9 PM. There were a fun assort­ment of stores and restau­rants to keep us enter­tained and fed both trips.

Out­side one of the funky lit­tle shops there was a col­or­ful flash­ing, rotat­ing light that danced on the side­walk that prompted passers-by to dance on the spots.

10,000 Miles To Egypt

Some­where a lit­tle south of Egypt, GA the Sonata passed the 10,000 mile plateau. I was hop­ing for a Wel­come To sign to add to my Trav­els With Brian gallery, but there was none and really the only thing to dis­tin­guish Egypt from any other stretch of south Geor­gia road was that I had to slow to 45MPH for about a 1/4 mile as we passed a crossroads.

The photo is of a M3A1 Stu­art Tank used in WWII from Thursday’s stop at the Geor­gia Vet­er­ans State Park.

I Got My Wish, Sorta

Back in Novem­ber I posted:

Terry Fran­cona, the ex-Red Sox man­ager, announced today that he was not going to try to man­age in 2012. Cool, maybe FOX will hire him to replace Tim McCarver.

Tim McCarver is still announc­ing on FOX, but Mr. Fran­cona has basi­cally swapped jobs with Bobby Valen­tine and he now will be broad­cast­ing on ESPN’s Sun­day Night Base­ball and will also serve as an ana­lyst on their Base­ball Tonight show too.

Now That’s Insulting

In the past I have unknow­ingly got­ten a senior dis­count and I haven’t ever called them on it to turn it down, the 5% off is a nice bonus. I have never asked for one that I’m not eli­gi­ble for nor lied to the unat­tended self check out at Kroger on Wednes­day. But, being 56 I do actu­ally qual­ify at a few places and I’m not upset by the fact that the only rea­son they are cut­ting me some slack is because I am old or just look that way. I just didn’t think I looked that old.

Tonight we made a run to the dol­lar store for a few items that you can only get at a place like that. We bought 19 of them and the total came to $20.12. Nine­teen bucks for the items. A nine­teen cent dis­count. Plus one dol­lar thirty one cents for tax.

The nine­teen cents rep­re­sents 1% of our pur­chases and that dis­count is avail­able in the State of South Car­olina every­day on any­thing you buy…if you are older than 85!

I Almost Blogged Tonight

Started down, went up, back down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1096

Came Pretty Close Tonight

Started down, went up, back down, still down.
Miata Top Tran­si­tions since 10/24/08: 1096

Mail Call!

In today’s mail:

  1. a check for $18.04 from the For­eign Cur­rency Fee Lit­i­ga­tion Set­tle­ment Fund. My first thought was that it was a scam, but an inter­net search led me to the BBB and to Reuters’ say­ing otherwise.
  2. a mailer from Kroger chock full of coupons.
  3. a state­ment from Hyundai Finance remind­ing me of my next Pur­ple Whale pay­ment, includ­ing a handy pay­ment coupon even though they know I have it set up as an auto­matic pay­ment from my bank.
  4. and a cou­ple of Christ­mas cards. One of which included a bunch of old pho­tos of Donna’s family.

The above photo, circa mid 80’s*, was taken in New Orleans. I imme­di­ately rec­og­nized Donna, but it took me a while to fig­ure out who she was hold­ing on to. Yikes, it’s me! Donna looks just about like she does now, but that per­son she is stand­ing next to looks noth­ing like the old guy I see in the mir­ror every morning.

Try as I might, I couldn’t con­clu­sively make out what is embroi­dered on the shirt, best guess is Louisiana State University.

*Photo dat­ing clues were Donna’s big glasses, my pos­i­tive amount of hair, the bicy­cle hel­met I am hold­ing onto and the short­ness of my shorts.

Its Begining To Look…

…a lot like Christ­mas. Because the TV air­waves are lit­tered with fra­grance ads.

The Sweet Smell Of Decay

I haven’t turned all mor­bid, stared tak­ing mor­ti­cian train­ing courses at the local junior col­lege or any­thing, but me merely enjoy­ing the slowly dry­ing out of our real pine wreath hang­ing on the inside of our front door.

I Dare Anyone

To not enjoy this video and/or not get this song stuck in their head.

In a Weird Way I Missed Them

Today was the last day of work at the Valve Store™ until next Tues­day because of get­ting a 4 day week­end off for Christ­mas. Every year, as we get to the end of the final work day before this hol­i­day, var­i­ous employ­ees will punch 6 on their phones, acti­vat­ing the pag­ing sys­tem, and broad­cast a loud, “Merry Christ­mas from Line 6″ (or SBSA or Nuclear or whatever.)

I always find these very cringe-worthy and am far from being alone. One notable detrac­tor was our pre­vi­ous Direc­tor of Oper­a­tions, he hated it, but didn’t want to come across as a Scrooge, so he let it go on. Hey, it is only once a year and the hourly Janey Lunch­pails got a kick out of it.

The new Direc­tor started last Octo­ber and he is not so wor­ried about what folks think of him. After he got an ear­ful of all the “Merry Christ­mas froms” last year, he decided that was just not pro­fes­sional and would not be tol­er­ated. There was no offi­cial word that the new Big Cheese didn’t want that to go on any­more, but word did fil­ter down through the ranks somehow.

From 2:30 to 3:30PM today the pag­ing sys­tem was oddly quiet and even though I thought the prac­tice was kinda stu­pid, I missed hear­ing it.

Old US 301

Memorial Gate

Adios 2011

Pub­lished this year’s “Best Of” page tonight. You can find it over on the left under High­light Reels.

In the begin­ning, ten years ago, this was two dif­fer­ent and sep­a­rate blogs, The Miata Diaries with sto­ries about the car and how it fit into my life and the other, called Brian’s Daily Rant, was a place for me to bitch about what got stuck in my craw each day. There was so much stuff writ­ten dur­ing the year that I had a hard time wean­ing out all the qual­ity posts to get it down to just one best per each month.

Some­where around 5 or 6 years ago I merged the two into this one. The total posts dimin­ished and soon after the cal­iber of con­tent did too. For the last cou­ple of years I have wished I could have cheated and used a sec­ond post from one month to use in the place of another month with noth­ing that I felt qualified.

And as I look back on this year I don’t see very many posts that qual­ify either, mostly they were just just recaps of geo­caching adven­tures or pic­tures of paper­craft projects. In an effort to at least post some­thing when I didn’t feel like writ­ing I would often upload a photo. So for the Best Of 2011 I have used no words, just my best pic­ture from each month.