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Weeklong Day

Let us tell today’s story by recapping all the posts this week so far by making some corrections and/or observations.

Friday, November 07, 2003 – Lunchtime Fun
At lunch today Bob Smyth was the last person to get his salad delivered to the table. This led to him recounting a meal out with friends in the past where he never actually got his meal. This led to, you guessed it, he didn’t get his hamburger today.

Thursday, November 06, 2003 – Hey That’s Wet
The interior of the car got soaked today. Read about it here and then come back.

Wednesday, November 05, 2003 – OCM Phobia
While watching the Weather Channel to get the forecast for today I realized that I was wrong about the name of the On-Camera Meterologist. It is Hillary Andrews not Alexandra Steele. Hillary is so new she doesn’t have a bio page over on their site yet, so I can’t link a picture. While watching Hillary do the forecast for the northeast Donna came in and changed the channel to a local station saying that their weather would be more accurate.

Tuesday, November 04, 2003 – Maybe I Need To Write This One First
True to form, I wrote the Diaries story first tonight and now I’m resorting to this cheap trick to generate a post.

Monday, November 03, 2003 – This May Be It
There was a TV in Salsa’s, our lunchtime restaurant, today. To be fair it was aimed at the bar and not the regular seating area.

Lunchtime Fun

I haven’t ranted about Popeye’s for a while (almost 2 years) so either I have gotten used to the crappy service or I’ve stop going and just don’t remember. Today we went for lunch there and there were only two people in front of us. Didn’t think it would take too long, but boy was I wrong. Customer #1 finished up in a jiffy, but No.2 was a little old lady. She couldn’t hear to well and probably wished for a translator as the counter person spoke mostly blacklish. If I hadn’t lived in the south so long, I would probably also had trouble understanding her. After waiting on those two people, the counter person went over to help dish out food. Donna and I stood at the register for the next 5 minutes watching her fill orders for these people and the drive-up ones too. All the while she never looked back to even acknowledge us. Finally we just turned and left. I guess maybe she was waiting for a longer line to form so as to make it worth her while to come over there.

We went up the street a hundred yards to Burger King. tired of getting burgers that have been sitting in the rack too long, we have a plan. When we order we always tell them to hold the mayo, this ensures that we get a freshly made sandwich. It has worked pretty good up until today. The sandwich was freshly made, but it was made with a patty that had been sitting around, it was just barely hot enough. Not only that, along with holding the mayo they skimped on the catsup making for a very dry meal. The only thing that remotely saved our lunch was that we had to wait a bit and got fries right out of the bubbling hot oil – mmmm.

I’ve Got Bad Gas

Well, I’m hoping that is what it is. I was tempted to put an octane booster in the tank to alleviate the knock, but I’m a real cheapskate, so I’m going to wait a couple more days and fill it with premium and see if that does it. Back to the mountains this weekend for more leaf peeping. Dragging some more Miatas with me this time because I’m leading the Master’s Miata Club’s Forage For Fall Foliage run on Saturday.

Purchased Today: $0
Money spent since 03/03/03: $2510.30
Started down, still down.
Top Transitions since 02/02/03: 259

Misery Loves Company

The Director of Operations of our plant is a Cubs fan and after they lost game seven he kiddingly said to me, “Maybe we should form a Loveable Losers Club.” I told him I would be in soon and sure enough the Yanks beat the Sox in the 11th inning of game seven. First thing this morning I dispatched this email:

From: Bogardus, Brian [ASCO/AK]
To: Irvine, Rich [ASCO/AK]
Cc:
Subject: I’m In
Sent: 10/17/03 7:39:00 PM

The first meeting of the ASCO Loveable Losers Club meets this Saturday at 8:00 PM in front of the TV.

Agenda as follows:
Opening) We Should Be There
   1) Unreasonable Placing of Blame
   2) Wallowing in Self Pity
   3) Crying in Beer
   4) Group Hug
Closing) Wait’ll Next Year

Brian

Silly Wabbit

I wonder what the sense of humor level is over at Rader Mazda? I have those stupid Wabbit Teeth in a cabinet in my garage that I put on in place of the Alley Gator teeth for about a week a while back, I’m thinking of taking off their front plate and putting the teeth in before I return the loaner.

New Miata In The Garage

There is a brand new Miata in the garage, a notch over 400 miles on the odometer. It is the god-awfulest shade of teal. If good taste is any arbiter of sales this color Miata will be the rarest. Mazda calls it Splash Green Mica, but the only splashing going on is sound of innocent passersby vomiting on the sidewalk after glimpsing this thing going by. I suppose I shouldn’t be too harsh as I’m sure there are one or two people out there that just love the shade.

No I didn’t just buy a new car in a color I hate, this is a loaner the fine folks at Rader have seen fit to let me use while they have my car in for service. I think the only reason I’ve got a car is because they think I will fall in love with the newness of the thing and maybe buy it. I just looked at the sticker on the inside of the drivers door, this car was manufactured in October last year. The clock, had I left it alone, would have been correct in 3 weeks when we fall back to Eastern Standard Time. Did that mean no one has been in this car since early last March? So far the only things I’m lovin’ is the feel of the windshield wiper & turn signal feel, plus the circular knobs of the AC & heater controls.

Purchased Today: $0
Money spent since 03/03/03: $1809.37
Started up, still up.
Top Transitions since 02/02/03: 248

Horsman Island

Horsman IslandOur friend Jerry Horsman, who we rented the condo from, wanted to take us out on his “boat.” The word boat is in quotes because it is kind of a personal watercraft. What ever you classify it as, it is fast. It is a Sea-Doo Speedster, 220 HP attached to a 16′ fiberglass hull, that really flies (top speed is 55MPH.) We had a lot of fun zipping around the inlets, rivers and shorelines of Hilton Head Island.

We got an unscheduled tour of Horsman Island #2 when Jerry forgot about the fast approaching low tide. We spent a pleasant 2 hours watching the crabs, seagulls and pelicans until the water got up to about 2 feet deep and we could get back underway. It is called Horsman Island #2 because just two weeks ago he pulled the same stunt with his wife in the boat in another location.