Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Fictionary, Part II
evaculating: getting out of dodge a little too late. (TPgal)
obeast: as in, overweight - in a scary way. The actual sentence in which it was used: "my son's girlfriend is obeast like you." (the racist hairdresser at Hi-land coiffure in Renton Washington)
disreorgastraction: to reorganize your department to distract attention away from all the work you aren't getting done. (TPgal inspired by my evil work nemisis.)
obfuskate: a fun game where you play hide and seek on roller skates. Alternatively, in the business world it is when a useless colleague barely gets away with hiding the work she is unable to accomplish. These folks are generally really good at PowerPoint. (TPgal, inspired by a useless manager in another department.)
mompliment: the things your mother says to you that she means well, but cuts you to the core. i.e. on your wedding day: "gee, that dress is white" or "I sure liked how your hair looked yesterday."
comprag: to brag by complaining. "Oh man, even though it's first class, my flight to Paris is just going to suck."
topic-bomb: to casually mention in passing something huge, like an engagement, breakup, pregnancy, job change, house buying. (TPgal inspired by... oh you KNOW who you are!)
For example:
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to: Tpgal@blogspot.com
from: topic-bomber@bignews.com
re: names
do you think Reilly is too common of a name for a baby? my mom hates it.
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bloggle: a posting to a blog that is so obtuse that it is confusing. "It bloggles the mind" (tpgal)
Friday, September 09, 2005
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Die Comment Spammers Die!
I had been deleting these unrelated comments as they popped up, but it turns out that it's a script rather than a pimply faced kid going from site to site. This does help me understand why my blog (with 15 regular readers) was being targeted. They don't care about my blog...
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On a happy note - I am delighted to report our accommodations in Malaga Spain have been worked out. I wired 333.00 euro today to our host - and get this -- we'll be getting 150.00 of that back -- for a 5 night stay this price is amazing. For this price, we should be inviting our distressed folks in New Orleans and Mississippi to vacation in Spain to relax before coming back to dig out.
Speaking of -- the debit card disbursement to the affected folks in the south is going to be a GIGANTIC MESS. I imagine that within a few weeks we will see these people who have been through hell be the victims of ID theft, financial theft and any number of scams. My lesson learned (that I share with you) is to bank at a national bank that has the ability to authenticate you if you do not have photo id. Many local banks can do this - but what happens if the bank of Yakima is buried under 6 feet of goop? At least with the evil Bank of America, US Bank, Washington Mutual, Wells Fargo and the like you've got nationwide coverage (and you can be sure that their disaster recovery plans include multiple sites for data storage.) Normally, I am a HUGE supporter of local businesses - but it just doesn't make sense to bank locally.
These larger banks have the ability to store your signature card on file, so if you have to get funds and you don't have ID they can know who you are not only by the information you provide, but by matching your signature. They also have a copy of your ID somewhere thanks to the Patriot Act - but most companies aren't set up with a digital copy of the id that the bank teller can access.
Well - enough lecture for today.
Lastly, here's a great link to an article published in the National Geographic predicting the aftermath of a hurricane in New Orleans (article published October 2004!)
(sorry no time to spell check or edit - must catch bus or sleep in my office tonight.)
A dog, an ugly woman and a claw hammer
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
My horror movie
UPDATE:
My little movie only lived for 2 days on the Old Navy website. :(
If you missed it, you can only imagine how great it was. I might be the next Spielberg.
I worked with Stephen Spielberg at a dot.com (now dead of course.) He was a cute but nerdy guy in his 20's who was shocked that we didn't give a sh*t about his MBA from Stanford. I'm not dissing higher education -- all I'm saying is if the only thing you can do is take tests don't expect to get very far in the business world. I"m sure now that he's been out in the world a while life if good - although it would be hard to share a name with someone so widely known. But - do you know who I really feel sorry for? George Wesley Bush of Butte Montana. It must suck to be him these days.
Katrina: a native's view (from London)
Jeb's take/rant on Katrina, etc...
Hurricane Katrina - holy hell. My folks didn't see much of the storm, and my aunt in N.O. got out of town OK. No word on what happened to her house.
Her neighbourhood was dry, but who knows if it survived the looting.
The grapevine says some childhood pals still aren't accounted for, but who knows what that means. It should be difficult to contemplate such a catastrophe in a place I know so well, but it's not. You only have to go to New Orleans once to see what a precarious position it is in. I also can't say I'm surprised by anything that happened after the storm - not the flooding, the poor emergency relief, the looting, the murderous brutality, or the bureaucratic incompetence. Louisiana has a pretty poor record of looking after its citizens in normal times, nowhere more so than New Orleans. N.O. isn't a great city in the way of New York or Philadelphia or Chicago, and it isn't part of that white-bread right-wing hypocrisy that rules the nation. It's mean, dirty, poor, and socially moribund. America is a country founded on a cruel system, with only a very tenuous belief in the common welfare, so places like New Orleans will be ignored whenever possible. I suppose now the big question is whether the money and will necessary to rebuild will be forthcoming. You can't help but wonder if there will be a great diaspora of people who won't go back and parts of the city will be abandoned and not rebuilt. That would be a hell of a thing.
It poses the possibility of long-term internal refugee camps and enormous economic dislocations. The final blow is the knowledge that Bush and his gang of chuckleheads won't have learned a thing from this tragedy. The freakish concidence of Rehnquist's death and Katrina was some sort of unholy gift to Bush that will enable him not only to be "presidential" by doing his duty, but also to leave a 30-year legacy on the Supreme Court that could spell all sorts of trouble for America.
The news coverage here must be quite different than in the States. The media here, which has a latent anti-Bush bias anyway, has focused heavily on the incompetence of the government (i.e., Bush), and particularly on the race/class issues supposedly exposed by the disaster. Needless to say, they've missed a few points along the way.
It's not like some great secret has been revealed. American, on the whole, chooses to ignore racial divisions because they generally reflect class divisions as well, and so long as you don't have to live next to the poor black people, you don't think it about it too much. With only 12% of the population being black, and that heavily concentrated in a few large cities and the Mississippi delta, it's easy for most Americans to forget about those divisions. The thing that should attract notice is the unwillingness - and is use that word specifically - of the American government to look after the welfare of its citizens in a crisis. The primary reason to organise a government is for mutual protection. All this neo-con bullshit that we should bomb the fuck out of Iraq and let them eat cake at home and god forbid that government actually assume any duties or powers and yeah it's OK to appoint a horse show manager to head FEMA and umpty other absolutely evil incredible things
- it is all laid bare. And it takes something so horrible to induce the American press to grow some cojones? Man, oh man.
As some idea of the media coverage here, you probably won't see such cartoons in American papers:
Hey Dad, why is the American flag backwards on that ladies uniform?
From the site:
What is the proper way to wear a flag patch on one's shoulder sleeve?

Left Flag

Right or "reversed field" flag
To wear our country's flag properly, the field of stars should be worn closest to your heart. Thus, if your patch is to be worn on your LEFT sleeve, use a left flag. For patches worn on your RIGHT sleeve, use a "right" or "reversed field" flag. Since the law does not specifically address the positioning of the patch, a decision is left to the discretion of the organization prescribing the wear. Some elect to use the "left" flag on both sleeves. [Note: many states and cities have ordinances pertaining to the use of the flag; you may wish to contact the Attorney General of your state or the City Attorney's office regarding this matter.] If you are planning to wear only one patch, it is recommended that you wear a "left" flag on your left sleeve. Military guidelines specify that in support of joint or multi-national operations, the "right" flag is worn on the right sleeve, 1/4" below the shoulder seam or 1/8" below any required unit patches.Source: Army Website FAQs
Granted, this probably isn't the most important information you will receive today - but it was of interest to me.
Also interesting to note that according to the Flag Code, it is not acceptable to use the flag as clothing nor as part of advertising. So, Bank of America... you're breaking the rules with your snappy flaggy logo, same to you Mr. Lauren. Technically, the US Flag 37 cent postage stamp also violates the code - but I guess no one is going to mess with the Post Office.
Finally, what is the life of the Vice President worth? 2/3rd less than the President. According to the Flag Code, the flag will be flown at half mast for 30 days after the death of a President or a former President, but for only 10 days after the passing of a VP or a former VP. Sorry Dick.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Is my cat's love for the Minkie wrong?
Peter is a sweet kitty who doesn't talk too much and isn't overly neurotic -- E&A's cats are legally insane and the one is extraordinarily unfriendly. Peter on the other hand is a love whore -- not so much that he drools when he's getting love (that's just embarrassing) but I do catch him every once in a while with his tongue sticking out. He likes to visit during book group - generally he will find the epicenter of the conversation, fall over and expose his big belly for all to see. The boy has no shame.
He does have one weird thing that I will forewarn Beckster about -- he is IN LOVE with the Minkie. This isn't sweet brother and sister love either, this is nasty "CINEMAX at Night" love.
The Minkie, imported from South Korea (where it gets a little cold,) is the best blanket in the entire world. It is two layers of heavy, fuzzy, heat trapping goodness. It is not for the weak - it weighs approximately 30 pounds (no joke) and I live for the coldest winter nights to snuggle under it. My dad tried to nap under the Minkie and had nightmares (daymares?) that he was being crushed by a piano - but he is not the target Minkie audience.
Beckster found the Minkie while stationed in S. Korea with her hubby B.D. The Minkie got them through many a chilly evening. They mailed me one for Christmas and before opening the box I thought they had sent me a set of Korean pottery.
The only problem with the Minkie (other than I can't use it year round) is that you can't put it under the covers - it HAS to be on top or all the bedding slides onto the floor. Peter, who is fixed but tries to LOVE the Minkie in spite of the futile nature of the act, can not handle the exposure to the Minkie. He won't sleep, he won't eat - his whole life becomes kneading and LOVING the Minkie. It's extremely distracting trying to sleep, read or whatever in your bed with a 20 pound cat trying to consummate his love for a blanket for hours on end.
I thought this may have been a feline thing - but Becksters kitties (Neffie and Cleo) had normal love for the Minkie so I think this is a Peter problem. I will give her a heads up so she doesn't experience trauma when Peter puts the moves on her Minkie. At the very least, she will be able to give her Minkie a talk about the birds and the bees prior to Peter visiting. Again, he is fixed, so there's no danger of unwanted Kitty-Minkie mixes running around.
If I had a digital camera I would get a shot of Peter in action -- but I wouldn't want to get in trouble for Kitty Porn! (Sorry, I couldn't resist.)
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Vacation Planning & Musings
There are villas for rent - but as I don't have an extra $1500 to burn we will pass on the former avocado grove turned holiday villa. It would be great - but I be po'.
Attended a great play today -- Intimate Apparel at the Intiman Theater in Seattle. It was delightful and I encourage you to go!
My minion finally starts tomorrow! I am so excited. I did learn her name (I'm not totally heartless) and I ordered flowers to adorn her desk. Yeah, it's rookie move - but I'm a nice person -- who knew.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
The great Scrabble debate: to poo or not to poo
The attendees have shifted abit and I was encouraged to give SC another visit. I'm glad I did, it was an enjoyable evening with discussions revolving around vacations, home remodels, the state of employment and a raging debate that I now bring to you.
Is it ok to put your dog poo in any garbage can you encounter when walking fido?
Most of the gals were in the firm yes camp, citing that if the can is on the street then it is an acceptable action.
It was a mixed decision as to whether or not it is ok to walk up the driveway to the can close to the house and deposit poo. I say that walking up the driveway is trespassing and you should keep walking with your poo. The dog owners said it would depend on the situation apparently there are times when you can’t carry the poo anymore and depositing it in a trash receptacle is the responsible thing to do.
I don’t love the idea of doggie poopie in my trash can, but I can put myself in the shoes of the dog owner too – it would be a much more pleasant walk without the stinky bag.
Regardless of what side of the fence the women were on with the free garbage service, they all agreed that it is rude and inconsiderate to dump the poo in the yard waste container.
We did suggest that the gal who was providing free garbage service for the neighborhood consider taping a sign to her garbage can. “I don’t put my garbage on your lawn, please don’t put your poo in my can!” It doesn’t quite have the same effect as the “we don’t swim in your toilet, so don’t pee in our pool” sign that my grandparents neighbors had painted around the deck of their pool. (Classy!)
If you can believe it, this conversation moved in a MORE disturbing direction when one of the ladies mentioned that people will do anything in your yard. Apparently when her home was being remodeled they brought in a porta-potty for the workers to use and it had to reside in the front yard (in direct view of her kitchen window.) She said that the porta-potty was used by the entire neighborhood: joggers, dog walkers, the mailman and a delivery truck driver who pulled over on his way to somewhere else to use the facility. I had always wondered where the mailmen go when they are on their route. In college a mailman asked to come inside our house to use the restroom and it must have been an emergency as we had to cut that end of the house off for all eternity.
Alright – that’s about all I can say about this topic. Feel free to let me know where you stand on the topic of making unwanted deposits in your neighbors trash cans.
Also – must mention some Scrabble highlights:
Liz and her opening word which was a bingo – Pillows. Very nice! (There were other bingos but I can’t recall the words.)
My game was off and I was trailing until I played XI on a triple letter score to make the words XU and IN… 50 points! I didn’t win – but I didn’t feel like a loser anymore.
Movie Review: 40 Year Old Virgin
This review isn't about John Stewart - it's all about Steve Correll - who is a witty writer and fearless actor. His ability to set aside that little voice inside of all of us that says "don't do that you'll look like an ass" is remarkable.
The 40 YOV was fun, and all the characters were likeable in their own way. The teenage daughter of the love interest reached a pitch that only dogs could hear and yet there was still a tinge of believability about her angst.
In an attempt to increase his sex appeal the virgins friends talk him into getting his chest waxed. This scene clearly was shot in real time and without the aid of any special effects. I'm not sure what was more funny - Steve Correll in character with tears of pain in his eyes yelling at the waxing lady - or Paul Rudd trying to maintain his composure in the background.
I paid a matinee price, but would say that it's definitely full price worthy.
Summer movie favorite: Wedding Crashers... "the painting was a gift Todd, I'm taking it with me"
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Israel: Gaza pullout moving quickly
I know the issues are complicated and go back hundreds of years - but the idea of an entire group of people being forced from their homes makes me really sad.
I can't help but think about how traumatic it would be to be informed that you are leaving. I can understand the thought that it would be better to burn down your home rather than have someone else just move in like you had no rights to it at all. Leaving jobs, homes and deceased family members behind must be awful.
I hope that this event improves the relations between Palestine and Israel and that Israel has a plan to assist the displaced people in a manner better than the US did with the exiled Iranian people.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Feds urge delay in '.xxx' domain for porn
NEW YORK -- Acknowledging "unprecedented" opposition, the U.S. government has asked the Internet's key oversight agency to delay approval of a new ".xxx" domain name designed as a virtual red-light district.
Michael D. Gallagher, assistant secretary for communications and information at the Commerce Department, stopped short of urging its rejection, but he called on the Internet Corporation for Assigned Names and Numbers to "ensure the best interests of the Internet community as a whole are fully considered."
The department received nearly 6,000 letters and e-mails expressing concerns about the impact of pornography on families and children and objecting to setting aside a domain suffix for it, he said.
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This falls into the if we can't see it, it doesn't exist category. Rather than move all porn to a unique domain name (that you could easily bock to protect little Suzie from having to see boobies) these folks would rather it be spread eagle all over the Internet. Little Jeff is writing a paper on the white house and decides to look it up and goes to WWW.Whitehouse.com and gets an eye full of information that would embarrass Heidi Fleiss. WWW.whitehouse.xxx would be a little harder to "accidentally run across."
The lengths the government will go to to (NOT) protect families is crazy. My morality is NOT the governments business. PORN is legal and if the government were smart - they'd tax the heck out of it. Imagine how much the Porn Lobby could bring to Washington. The parties would be amazing and a little taste of home for some of the Senators and Congressfolks.
Sunday, August 14, 2005
STAY TUNED
The three piece band, who by day are the IT department at a local company, actually sound pretty good – but they have a couple things to work out:
1) Turn the mikes down after the songs – or kill the sweaty heavy breathing drummer’s mike off so we don’t have to listen to him wheeze.
2) It is rock and roll but you don’t have to use your entire body to depress the keyboard keys.
3) You can NOT mosh to the theme from Alice, anyone trying to do so is mocking the band!
4) If you aren’t famous (and aren’t going to be famous) you don’t have to use aliases. Picking a stage name makes you MORE of a nerd.
5) Don’t cough into a live mike.
6) If you’re going to stick with the TV theme song genre you might want to go with something less arcane than the theme to F-troop. Hello!? Brady Bunch has universal appeal, Facts of Life, theme to MASH, or the Greatest American Hero are snappy and cool.
These guys should write their own songs and throw a tv theme song to keep up the connection to the name of the band. If they had performed at least one original tune even if it was an alternate version of a tv theme song like Friends -10 years later or Love Boat: the gay cruise I wouldn't be so snarky about their genre.
End of rant…I will link off to the band’s website – but it is not an implied endorsement
http://www.staytunedtheband.com
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
An excuse to sing badly
My people are so nice and have been calling me all day. I've been getting super cute e-cards (that I've finally warmed up to now that I'm so busy I can't bother to buy groceries) and it's been a very nice day.
New driver's license photo -- not good. It's supposed to be one chin per person - I've got Shelley Duvall's chin (and mine.)
It's 4:55 and drinks at the W hotel are about to be served! Sangria!!!!!!
Happy Birthday as well to Gillian Anderson, Whitney Houston and Melanie Griffith. It's odd company - Scully, the "Crack is Wack" lady and the I've-had-more-plastic-surgery-than-Meg-Ryan-but-you-won't-notice-if-I-only-talk-baby-talk lady.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Found: One Pillow and Redemption
E-mail from my mom dated Saturday, August 6th:
Yes I know now that you did not have my pillow.
Yes I know now that you never had my pillow.
Yes I know now that you know that I didn't look in my trunk for my pillow when I said I did. Please believe me when I say, I did not find a pair of your underwear in the guest room after you went home. I was just saying that to make you look in your laundry.
I did not find a pair of your underwear.
I know you have no reason to believe me about a pair of your underwear, [I'm sure you keep track of all your underwear at sleepovers] but it is true,
I'm sorry!
Love,
MOM
Don't get lost in all the underwear talk... the important thing about this message is that I did not swipe a pillow from my sweet retired parents. I take my pillows from hotels like regular people - duh!
Friday, August 05, 2005
MID AIR CRASH


"Two airplanes collided in mid air and one plunged into an elementary school in Kennydale this afternoon, more news at 11."
Holy cow, the world is ending in my neighborhood! Well according to the local news anyway.
The true story is sad but nowhere near as catastrophic as the KOMO investigative news team made it sound. Two Cessna touched in mid-air and the floatplane was able to land at the Renton Municipal Airport and the other plane immediately lost altitude and plunged nose first into an elementary school. However, here are the key facts missing from the local news headline:
- No children were in the school (because it's 5:45 pm on a SUMMER night)
- The school is in the process of being demolished.
- The airplanes were Cessna's (each carrying two passengers.)
- It looks as though the pilot made a controlled crash into the least dangerous place he could -- except for himself.
Truth be told, the pilot of the downed aircraft did an amazing job of not hitting any of the demolition work crew, or any of the multitude of homes in the area. I wouldn't classify this as a miracle but as either luck or quick thinking on the soon to be dead pilot. My heart does go out to the pilot and passenger's family - but they will never read this - so back to the point of my blog.
LOCAL NEWS IS A JOKE!
The KOMO AM Investigative News reporter on the scene (who is the morning disc jockey who happened to be getting his haircut in the neighborhood) ran over to the scene, jumped the protective yellow tape and started interrupting the emergency aid workers to 'get the story.'
Kent Phillips:"Do you know if the pilot is alive?
EAW: "no, I do not know the status of the pilot.
KP: "You've heard it here first on KOMO news 1000, we know nothing at this point."
Radio Announcer:" Kent, can you tell us what we know so far?"
KP: We know that an airplane has crashed into the kennydale middle school about 15 minutes ago, and there are aid workers, fire, police responding from all over the city of Renton. The state patrol is on scene."
RA: "Kent, can you tell us what the scene looks like?"
KP: "We'll it's a two story building, and the fire truck is red and there are people coming out of their homes."
Uh - HELLO!? The fire truck is RED!!! I think it may have been more important to scope the size of the airplane for the radio audience - was it a jet, passenger plane, or personal aircraft? Is the building on fire? Are they pulling people out of the building? It took KOMO AM 1000 over 10 minutes to finally explain the size of the aircraft and then with little else to go on they interviewed their own helicopter pilot - while he was flying over the crash site.
Radio Announcer: "Quick Commute Charlie, can you tell us what you see?"
QCC: "I see Dead People"
RA: "Seriously, can you tell us who's job it is to keep aircraft from colliding in mid air like this?"
QCC: "It is the pilot's job. (really, so we can't sue the city or anybody?) Each pilot has to keep an eye on everything in their path... Ah NUTS, I just hit King 5 Kenny... I'm going down, I'm going down.. Ahhhhhhhhh."
KP: "This is Kent Phillips on the scene of yet another catastrophic mid air collision that happened in the exact same spot at the first collision. This appears to be the most dangerous section of airspace in the entire world right now. The scene is chaotic, another fire truck has pulled onto scene, and it is a lovely candy cherry color - the fire personnel are dressed in heavy yellow suits, which must be hot - it's hot today, did anyone notice that? I'm so thankful I'm in shorts. Live from the scene, I'm Kent Phillips. More news at 11."
Uh, whatever!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
For Ransom: One Pillow
After reading your blog about the lint trap on your dryer, I imagined that by now you have done your laundry from your trip to see Dad and me. And you found my pillow didn't you.You know you did. And now you are thinking it is your pillow, it has always been your pillow.But it is not it is mine mine mine. Count your pillows. I found a pair of your panties and I'm holding them hostage until I get my pillow back, MISSY
Love, Mom
Monday, August 01, 2005
The non-promotion promotion
Here's the shortened memo:
I am pleased to announce a reorganization of the MegaBank Security Team, as we further refine our information security model. These changes will help us to assure that MegaBank will continue to respond effectively to rapidly changing risks to both Corporate and Customer Information.
TPgal has been named VP of Information Risk Policy and Strategy, reporting to me. TPgal will be assisting me in the definition of Information Risk Strategy as well as overseeing the Information Security Policy Program. TPgal will soon be hiring an individual to take primary responsibility for the Information Security Policy Exception Process and to assist with Strategy and Policy development.
Betty Rubble has been named .
Movie Review: White Noise
We’ve seen this communication concept before in Sixth Sense only this time instead of a crappy tape recorder turned up into the red (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) zone, Michael has the funds to purchase lots and lots of equipment. He sets up a tricked out media room all watching the fuzz on different VCR tapes. I wonder what the ghosts will do when we all finally succumb to digital and the fuzz is gone?
I do have a couple problems with the movie – there is a strange relationship with Michael and his ex-wife. I think they were trying to show that everybody got along – but she seemed a bit distant when the beautiful young wife bit it.
Secondly, I think movies are scarier when they don’t show the monster. Shadows and movement are ok – but I don’t want to see some image made by 22 year old CGI whiz kid – it ruins it for me. This was the fundamental problem with the Mel Gibson, Juaquin Phoenix movie Signs. I was needing a new set of panties until the alien clipped into the room sounding eerily like my cat in between nail trims.
A key plot point to White Noise is that the dead are communicating that they are ok (or not) to you and you have to be able to understand the signals. So, to make things clear, my friends and I picked a phrase that will indicate that everything is A-O-K on the other side. However, I don’t want to see anybody pop up into my bathroom mirror. I hate that and don’t be writing on the mirror in the steam either. I have a very shy bladder and I don’t need you haunting my loo! Feel free to haunt my kitchen – I need incentive to stay away from the fridge!
All in all, I’d give the movie a 6 on the TP rating scale – 10 being Schindler’s List and the Pianist and 1 being Natural Born Killers and Dude where’s my car.
Finally I must confess that I almost got arrested in Blockbuster on Friday. My real estate agent gave me a couple free movie rental cards from BB and I’ve been hanging on to them for ages. I tried to use one to rent the movie noted above and the &^$* expired! I asked Punky Brewster behind the counter how could something that someone paid for expire? She couldn’t answer me so she called over the store manager (who was I swear to God seventeen and had an eye patch) and he squeaked his explanation that “these things happen.” I admit I raised my voice when I told Jr. Pirate Joe that this is the reason I’m happy with Netflix – because BB sucks! Thank goodness for the after hours drop off so I don’t have to face them again.
The nutty thing is that the ‘free movie’ was worth maybe $4 – and I just blew that and more on coffee and a donut at Starbucks. I wasn’t really out any money so why was I so upset? Still - for the record let me be perfectly clear on one thing: Blockbuster Sucks!

