But at least this time we didn’t just roll over and die. I mean, it sucked royally, including the empty net goal in the last minute of the game which just further goes to show Alfredson can’t score with a goalie actually minding the net, but considering I’m used to, you know, 4 0, 8 0, and at least one player ending up injured in the exchanges… that wasn’t all too terrible. It’s only one game out of 82… and it might have been right after a huge pregame ceremony, but I still think this season might turn out a little differently. Hey, we’ll know tonight, when they take the game up the highway to Ottawa. I only wish I had tickets. Anyone wanna volunteer a couple?
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Well, it was still a horrible loss…
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Wherein I learn I still have good timing.
I can play around with my guitar for 20 minutes or so, and by the time my fingers get to hurting (Yes, they still hurt after only 20 minutes–I am a wimp.) the dogs will have decided they want in. Proof I can still have something of a hobby and still look after the little ones. And that I have too much time on my hands.
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Some people just won’t take yes for an answer.
And instead, will take their daughter to another state under the pretense of a shopping trip in order for her to miss the wedding they already objected to. So now, they lose twice; the daughter gets married, and they get charged with kidnapping. And they all lived happily ever after. Eventually.
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Apple and DRM can go right to hell!
I’ve ranted about the stupidity of DRM plenty before, so we’ll just leave that topic alone. But I would just like to point out the amusement factor that comes with the topic. Particularly in the form of the nod from Slashdot that my web host’s latest down with DRM got them. I knew there was a reason I picked these guys that wasn’t solely based on the fact everyone else would have fried my account ages ago just based on disk usage alone. Sorry, 150 MB just doesn’t cover it nowadays. Hm… which reminds me. I have another post to make in a bit…
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I feel all accomplished and such.
After spending nearly an hour in wallmart when I only had to go there for, like, 1 or 2 things but my mother decided she’d buy something from every sale coming, which I suppose shouldn’t surprise me but anyway, we finally got into the music store so the guitar that’s been threatened to be bought could actually be purchased. It was worth the wait, though… it plays well, as evidenced by the fact anyone who’s ever picked up a guitar just had to try it out. So that’s one more thing to be taken off my to do list. I’ve already pretty well numbed my fingers picking at the thing today, and I plan to get back to it… eh… a bit later on. It’s not bad, though. For about $313, after taxes and what have you, I walked out of the store with what I figure is a fairly decent deal. The guitar itself was supposed to be something like $249 or something, but the guy selling it to me knocked $20 off the price, then tossed a case, extra strings, and picks for about $40. Not bad, when you consider the strings themselves were originally $13. It amused me, though, to a degree… I’ve only been there a grand total of maybe 3 or 4 times in the 3 years I’ve lived here. Yet the guy doing the selling to me recognised me from one of those times, presumeably when I bought my piano from there, because I decided to kill like 15 minutes dinking around on one of their display models. It was all kinds of nifty and such. And completely irelevant to the entry as a whole, but like I care. We ended up just shooting the shit about all kinds of crap, and I got the number off him for a piano teacher that does her instructing kind of on her own but through them, some kind of arangement where she just rents the studio space from them but takes care of her own affairs, so I can talk to her probably tomorrow, and tell this dimwit I’m finishing up with tomorrow that I’m sick of taking my lessons at a different time each week or not at all–explanations of a clarifying nature to come when I’m bored. So yeah, today was actually a surprisingly productive day. Not bad for a lazy sack-o-crap.
And, because I’m due for a random topic jump, more positive news. My brother’s gone to basic training in…. *checks* 33 days. I’ll get into the specifics of hours, minutes and seconds when it actually gets decided exactly when he’s being kicked out. In the meantime, though, the countdown begins! Maybe he’ll come out of basic a bit more mature…. eh, one can always hope. I do have to kind of feel sorry for my mother in a way, though. With him going to the millitary, my dad usually on the road and me hopefully getting this job, there doesn’t exist much company for mom, who’ll pretty much have the place to herself when we all clear outa here. And the girl can’t even go anywhere because someone still needs to stick around and make sure the bills get paid, and such. But, on the bright side I suppose, she’ll have more reason to spend her days off in, say, Ottawa. Or Quebec. Or… take a couple weeks’ vacation and go travel with dad. Ah, who am I kidding? She won’t even notice we’re gone. Much. -
And in a brilliant attempt to get in someone’s pants…
An immigration judge and former politicion (go figure, eh?) pretty much said the only way a South Korean woman would not be deported is if she had an affair with him, and told absolutely no one. Now, keep in mind that while she was being propositioned, her boyfriend, who was also one of the people she was explicitly told not to tell, was standing presumeably a few feet away–close enough, at least, that the exchange was able to be recorded. Sorry, judge, but Canada is *not* such a perfectly paradise-like country wherein anyone would be desperate enough to actually do that just to stay here. Neverminding the fact that no decent person would just let any decision that resulted from that conversation stand. I’m quite sure they could have held that video and royally fucked him over when he tried to have her deported, much like he was trying to fuck her over by threatening her with it, but obviously she was raised better than that. Well, now, not only does the judge not get laid, but he’ll probably either be fired or forced to resign, and my guess is whatever’s left of his marriage is about to go right down the crapper. No need for an affair now, pal. You’re about to be single again. We shall add your name to the list of good-for-nothing losers deserving of being lined up and summarily shot for lacking in a brain. I still plan to motion we shoot one every Wednesday…
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But it’s okay to fracture a guy’s foot, you know.
Okay, so explain to me this, since it’s gone over my head entirely. How is it that, for taking a golf swing at Bell’s foot, Ottawa’s Dany Heatley gets off pretty much unskathed, while Bell gets to spend the first few games of the preseason on the injured list, yet for an alleged cross check (you show me where there was a cross check) on Jiri Hudler, Kubina gets handed a game’s suspension? That’s just a little lopsided, if you ask me. And no one ever does, but I really don’t give a shit. Making it even more of a pissoff, never mind the severity of the offense, but Bell had to leave the game due to the injury, and he’s still out. Hudler, on the other hand, came right back and played on the powerplay that resulted from the major penalty Kubina’s supposed chross check drew. I’d bet any money if Kubina took a golf swing at Hudler’s foot instead of just supposedly chross checking him, he’d get at least the first 3 games. Let’s see some objectivity, here, for crying out freaking loud.
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How intuitive are you?
You Are 60% Intuitive
Your intuition is often right, and you use it more than you may realize.
Your gut feelings are usually a good guide, but you need more to go on when making a decision.
You’ll often check to see if the facts back up your feelings.
And when your intuition is wrong, you work to improve it for the future.
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Things you learn whether you want to or not…
- No matter how well trained the dog, if s/he doesn’t want to come in, s/he isn’t going to come in, no matter how much quieter it would be outside without him/her barking at random neighbours, neighbours’ dogs, neighbours’ children, and passers by on the street, or any combination of the 4.
- In the event you can actually get said dog in (see: bribery), you will have until the next neighbour,neighbour’s dog, neighbour’s child, or random passer by catches his/her attention to *keep* him/her in the house.
- Upon successful bribery, said dog will park his/her rear in front of the counter while you produce some type of food, healthy or otherwise, to compensate for the enjoyment you have deprived him/her of by not letting him/her bark at the above mentioned people, places and things or combinations of them. Toys will just not do.
- Dogs are remarkably similar to children, when you remove the barking at the already twice mentioned and once referenced people, places and things. You may now question whether or not you want children. Though the cuteness factor may sway you one way or the other.
I need more things to do during the day.
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Finally!
The preseason is over and we can actually get down to the playing for real, for a bloody change. Even if it did end with a second loss in a row to Detroit. But it was a shootout, anyway. That’s, uh… well, progress. And they weren’t shut out in the shootout, for… the first time since shootouts decided tie games. Well, okay, so maybe it wasn’t *quite* that bad. I do believe the Leafs never actually won a shootout, though. They didn’t win this one either… but at least Sundin found the net this time! That in itself was a problem last year… a *huge* problem. Fortunately, we won’t need to worry about seeing them again until December. Unfortunately, we’ve got 2 games back to back with the Senators, and I’m gonna be forced to miss half of both of them. Bastards.