September 2007 Archives

So I was on one blog and got directed to another where I came across a link to this little gem of a story:
Hey Nike, Just Don't Do It!

Yes, it's about 6 years old, but it amused me nonetheless. Being a big fan of horror movies (and a woman), I cannot fathom how someone could take this commercial and see something negative about it. It's a parody for crying out loud. And a parody of movies in which the girl victim usually ends up tripping over her feet when she runs and doing something stupid. So in that sense, it's a positive spin on the situation. Of course, I don't want to get that analytical about it. Obviously, it was just jokes.

Sometimes it seems there are some groups of people who would rather play the victim role and whine about it than moving on and rising above.

I hate not updating anything, but I just don't seem to have the time lately. Getting used to working 10 hour days...well, 10 hour days in one location, then more when I get home.
My movie watching has declined. I've been sitting with the same pile of Netflix movies for at least a month or so now. If I could have more hours in the day and still get sleep, that would be good.
Maybe I just need time management. Or..hell, I dunno.
Mainly, I just need a nap.

The following was written over the course of two hours of being trapped in a parking garage:

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It's been an hour now since we got stuck in the parking garage. Five
cars have managed to escape. I wish them god speed. The rest of us are
still stuck. We have no rations and this is beginning to trouble me.
Not as much as the thought of no restroom. Every few minutes, I hear
an agonizing 'woohoo!' Dear god, what are they doing to these people?

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The other people have decided to revolt. They have been laying on
their car horns in what I can only surmise to be a desperate attempt
to get someone's attention and let us out. It has absolutely no
effect.

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Several more cars have gotten out. From my view on the second level,
it doesn't look promising. Especially since there are several
jackasses standing outside their car instead of inside with the engine
running.

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I'm starting to get anxious. These people would suck in a zombie
apocalypse. Again, another revolt. Good luck on this attempt.

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Seriously? WHY ISN'T ANY ONE MOVING? WHAT KIND OF HALF ASSED OPERATION
IS THIS? LET ME OUT DAMMIT

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Two hours till we were allowed to exit the garage. By this time, the streets were virtually empty leaving no damn reason why everyone was trapped inside for that long.
Thank god for ipods and bberries.

http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/ver/223/popup/index.php?cl=3995715

Nothing says "I WANT" more than a cup o' joe with a monkey on it. Why does all the cool shit need to happen in a city other than where I live?

*grumble*