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What’s The Point?

July 31st, 2009 1 comment

What’s the point of DVD / Blu-ray cardboard sleeves?  The same information and pictures are printed on both the sleeve and the movie itself.  In this environmentally conscious society we find ourselves in nowadays, why are the movie companies wasting paper with these worthless sleeves?  

Isn’t it a bit hypocritical when studios force those lame “environmentally friendly” blu-ray cases on us, yet they insist on killing trees and using harsh bleaching chemicals to produce these useless sleeves?

Go on, spot the difference.  I dare ya.

Oh, BTW, Benjamin Button was on sale at Fry’s today for $14.00.  Peeling back the layers of stickers revealed the original price of $29.95, which proves that one should never by blu-ray movies on their release date. 8)

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Too Much Of A Good Thing

July 30th, 2009 1 comment

The brother-in-law called me up at work yesterday, asking if it would be okay if he swung by tonight, “say, around 8pm?” 

“Sure,” I told him.  I was more than a bit curious why he wanted to stop by, but I figured his wife was driving him crazy and he needed a break ;-)

Eight o’clock eventually lumbers around and there’s Shannon hulking frame knocking at the door, freaking out the cat who went from cute-n-cuddly to “wanna rip someone’s throat out” in the blink of an eye.  In walks the BiL, who begins to tell me how sorry he was that he missed my birthday, and that he wanted to make up for it.  From his pockets he slowly begins to produce a multitude of colorful objects that I instantly recognized as various flavors of Rubik’s Cubes.

4x4, 5x5, Hollow Cube, 2x2

Nerdgasm!  

I’ve been threatening Karin that I was going to buy a new 4×4 cube, but she kept telling me to hold off, that she had something planned.  I guess she knew that Shannon had these cubes en route.  

Being the hardcore closet geek that I am, I was shocked that someone would go out of their way to hook a brother up like this.  Many thanks, Shannon!

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The Melancholy Sandwich

July 29th, 2009 1 comment

We had a scheduled power outage at work this past weekend.  Due to a myriad of compounding issues, culminating with a fried rat in the power supply room, my work went dark for over five hours.  During this time, our beloved wheel-of-death went from cold and inviting to warm, moist, and disgusting.

After five hours without power, we’re live again.

Three days later this sandwich, which had endured an environment uncommon outside as of yet unexplored third-world rain forests and certain parts of Texas, was still making its merry rounds under the cold florescent lights inside the heart of the terrible machine.

I don’t have the constitution, the will power, nor the stones to tempt fate and purchase this lone, sad looking egg salad sandwich.  The forlorn thing is the last of its kind.  Alone and unloved, this bacteria-ridden vector is still patiently waiting, biding its time until some unlucky soul unwittingly extracts it from its plastic confines, ingests it, and endures its pent-up wrath.

*shudder*

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Just A Page

July 28th, 2009 2 comments

Nothing more than that. Taking a day off from blogging…

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Detailing The Obvious

July 27th, 2009 3 comments

Slaving away at work this past Saturday, snacking on a bag of Cracker Jacks, I suddenly became very thirsty. Placing iTunes on pause (thankfully silencing that damned Blue Monday cover song by Orgy), I trudged on over to the break room and purchased a carton of milk from the wheel-of-death©.  On my way back to my cubicle-of-death, I noticed the following:

You’ve got to be kidding me.  Does the Rock View milk company think I’m so stupid that they need to emblazon their product with detailed instructions on how to open a milk carton?  What sort of invalid is incapable of figuring out the obvious way to breach the otherwise impenetrable skin of these paperboard containers?

The more I thought about it, the more insulted I felt.  Next thing you know we’ll be finding signs listing in painful detail how to climb a set of stairs, bright stickers indicating how to operate a ketchup bottle, and sewn-on tags graphically displaying how to put on a pair of gloves.

Honestly, If we’re unfit enough to figure out how to open a milk carton, what makes them think we’re smart enough to know how to read, much less follow instructions?

Do these people honestly believe we’re idiots, unable to perform such a basic function in life?