Well Miata Caricature #2 arrived today, fully 7 days after the mouse pad & key chain even though they were mailed on the same day. I wonder what stories this mailing tube could tell if it could talk?
Off to the framing place tomorrow. I’m going to frame it using the same mat and frame in the same colors as the first, so I can hang them on the wall next to or right below each other.
Even though I begged for another week to complete my SAD CD mix, I finalized the track listing today. I’ve got an idea for the artwork, but I’m out of CD labels, so I can’t print it out yet anyway (not only that, I have to buy them somewhere besides the usual place after last night.) After reading today’s post, I see that Ms. Music Whore is about at the same progress point as I.
At first I thought it would be tough to find music to fit the theme, it wasn’t really easy, but it wasn’t really that hard. I resisted filling up half the CD with one song, the live version of Whipping Post by the Allman Brothers Band. I knew the first song I wanted to use, Sad Old Red by Simply Red, and from there it just progressed. Being some one who doesn’t really listen to the lyrics all the time, just the overall feel, some of these songs may not actually be sad, but they sound that way to me (complete list is in the extended entry.)
I wonder if picking out 17 sad songs is the root cause of my depressive outlook the last couple of days, or has it just been the low 40 degree rainy days?
Went to Staples this evening to buy a box of envelopes. Friday I mail out the Miata Club newsletter and I needed envelopes. Found what I wanted, $4.19, for 500 of them suckers. Take it to the checkout and the girl scans it and I hand her a ten dollar bill. She gives me $1.12 back. I look at the change and assume she thought I gave her a $5 (even though if you think about it that wouldn’t be right either.) She goes , “Oh.” And starts towards the cash draw to maybe give me a $5 dollar bill. I check the receipt and see what has actually happened is that the envelopes scanned twice somehow, so I point it out to the cashier.
Here is where things go from bad to worse. She says, “Oh.” And heads off to the customer service area and waves me along to follow her. She gets the supervisor off a ladder and explains to her what has happened. The supervisor says, “We’ll just refund the overage to you.” She proceeds to punch a bunch of buttons on the display and a form spits out which she hands to me and says, “Fill out your name, telephone number and sign it.” I think to myself, all I did was come in to buy envelopes and how did I get into this mess?
I fill out as requested, skipping the street address, city and zip code lines. When I slide it across the counter to her so I can get my $4.44 back, she looks at it and says, “You have to fill it out in case I get audited.” I wait, thinking I have filled it out, I don’t care if you get audited, just give me my money. When she makes no move to pick up the receipt and repeats the you have to fill it out bit again, it dawns on me she wants every line filled out even though she verbally instructed me to do just 3 of the lines. I think to myself again, all I did was come in to buy envelopes and how did I get into this mess?
Now I get a little mad at the whole thing, so I tell her, “Keep the envelopes and give me all my money back.” She apologizes and says that will take a manger to void out my refund to give it all back, “Fine,” I say, “whatever.” Rolling my eyes and digging in my heels. She pages the manager over the intercom. While we wait she apologizes again about the whole thing, mumbles something about getting audited and cash back and I think if I have to listen to her whine much longer I’m going to go postal and climb over the counter and start stabbing her with her pen. So I cave, fill out the other 3 lines of the form and say, “OK, give me the money back.” She is still mumbling apologies as I storm out of the store.
All I did, was go in to buy some envelopes, and look at the mess I got in.
Unless you have been living under a rock, you know that tomorrow, Ash Wednesday, is the opening of Mel Gibson’s passion play. From the early reviews I don’t think I’ll be watching this movie. It is unflinchingly violent (admittedly those were violent times), the dialog is spoken in Latin and Aramaic (admittedly that is what they spoke back then) and it may be the most “truthful” telling of the crucifixion, but I smell overwrought film brought to the screen by the overwhelming star power of one Hollywood actor. Can I say “Battlefield Earth” without suffering the wrath of Christians?
For me, maybe, tomorrow night I will watch my favorite movie from that time, Jesus Christ Superstar.
I’ve said it here before (more than once), I hate Sundays because it is followed by Monday. I even hate fall for sort of the same reason, it is followed by something I don’t like, winter. Well I’m not alone…
I needed breakfast cereal for this week, so Donna sent me off to pick out a box while she shopped in the fresh veggie area. This is a favored strategy of hers because she knows it can take 10 minutes for me to select a cereal. I mainly eat 2 different kinds, Peanut Butter Captain Crunch or Frosted Mini Wheats, but I like to look at all of them and see if there is something new out or perhaps there is a good free giveaway associated with a kind of cereal.Today I found on boxes of Oatmeal Crisp w/Raisins an offer of a free DVD. I was hooked. The box mentioned 4 TV shows that would be on the DVD, King of Queens, Barney Miller, Mad About You and the Donna Reed Show. I didn’t read the fine print, each DVD was a particular show, Collect All 4! I got one that had a single Mad About You episode. That’s OK, I liked that show. Donna and I watched it with lunch. They chose to include the episode entitled, “Coming Home” about the day Paul and Jamie bring home their new baby girl, Mabel and both of us were disappointed. That is about the time we stopped watching the show, both of us thought is was best when about just a couple and their lives, we felt that the baby thing was just a stunt to prop up the show for another year. Oh well.
One of the linkees off of the Miata Diaries site (the neurotic fishbowl) is having another CD Swap, called Burn-It. I’ve done the last 3, but this time I don’t think I’ll play.
In the earlier ones you were placed in a group of 4 people, so you sent out a CD to the other three and theoretically you would get 3 CDs back. Invariably, one person would lame out and not do it. So I would send out 3 and get 2 back. Disappointing. Last time Kymberlie decreed that in order to see who was or was not sending out discs that every person who participated should send her a CD as verification. This worked, as in my group I received back three CDs, one from every other member. Trouble is I had to mail one to Kymberlie, so I still sort of got short changed, I mailed out 4 CDs and got back 3…