I am the king of impulse buys…

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When I’m at the checkout of a convienence store and I see a new candy bar or other sweet goodness I have to buy them. If the package says “limited edition” it’s doubly so. I just can’t stop myself. What if I were to pass on them and I never got a chance to taste “limited Edition” dark chocolate Twix or “limited Edition” peanut butter lovers Reese’s. Where would the world be without Pepsi holiday spice? This king sized Snickers is “packed to the max” , am I supposed to deny myself 45% of my saturated fat for the day? They give you 100% if you’re not using them then it’s just going to waste. I am such a sucker for new marketing. But at least I know this and enjoy it. There’s no denying that I love new things and sales.

Pros and Cons of the Metro pickup…

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PROS
Cute girls ride the Metro.
Bright light makes identifying engagement rings easier.
You know if they are riding Metro that they either have a good job or go to Georgetown, both good things.
If I’m coming back from work I usually am well dressed, thus making my cover easier to judge.
Can blame the stains on my jacket on work.
Flirting with eyes easier when facing each other.
CONS
Metro etiquette dictates no eye contact or talking.
Girls with good jobs usually have boyfriends.
One chance a day, if the girl gets off early on you can’t just switch to the next one without looking like an ass.
Everyone else is listening, making your face easier to fall on.
Flirting with eyes also known as staring.

C3P0 was a hammer…

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I was thinking last night as a drifted in and out of sleep. I was thinking about Star Wars, the droids to be specific. If Anakin made C3PO in the first movie, then he would be about 40 years old by the time Luke picked him up from the Jawas. I was trying to relate this to my own experiences. In my parents basement there are things that my dad made, but I would never think of ever using them. An apple computer with 4k of ram laid out on a piece of plywood wouldn’t get you very far. The only thing that I could relate this to would be tools. I would still use tools that are in the workshop because they haven’t changed much in 40 years, but never electronics. Then I tried to defend SW by thinking that maybe because technology is so much more advanced in the movies that it takes longer to become obsolete. But then looking at the movies I noticed that they can’t even keep the same ships from movie to movie, and that span of time is only a few years. In defense of the movies I know after the Empire took over the rebels sort of ran low on supplies and couldn’t get the newest ships from their local dealership anymore. So that sort of explains why they were flying x-wings for three movies, and the fact that they are badass. But I like the first reason. C3PO is a tool.

The Hitchhikers Guide to…HOLY CRAP!!

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So lets say that I’m excited about this movie. Lets say that excitement levels for this movie have almost have almost reached my 15 year old “Independence Day” or “Episode 1” levels. And this is after the huge letdown that is known as the first Star Wars prequel. After which I promised myself that I wouldn’t get involved in the pre release hype. But I feel that this is different. I read the book(s) in 7th grade, which is a major accomplishment because I had most likely only read 1 other book at that time that wasn’t written by the good Dr. Seuss. Then I remember checking the BBC miniseries out from the library. Even to my 7th grade eyes this had bad effects. But I still remember loving it. Now they have made a “real” movie about it. With “real” special effects and really not British people? Well I’ll just have to overlook that point. I’ve never been one of those people that says that the book is better than the movie. The book(s) are certainly going to be longer than the move and contain more information. But Hitchhikers is different. It started as a Radio play, then a book, then a movie, then a comic book, then more books, and now a movie. (I probably didn’t get this right, don’t bother) Each one has told the story slightly differently, and they have all worked together to make the whole better. There is no way that this movie can suck, at least for me, I cannot speak for you. so check out the trailers and see what you think. The international version is more like the BBC series.
International Bonus Trailer
Official Trailer

Where the heck does my snooze go…

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Every morning I wake up at 6:15 when my alarm goes off. The plan is to hit the snooze button once and be out of bed at 6:30, shower, dress, out the door by 7 so that I can be at work at 7:30 or 8 depending on the traffic. So the problem is that this week that hasn’t been happening. The alarm still goes off at 6:15 but when I hit the snooze button it instantly becomes 7:15 and I look up at the clock and say “Oh crap”. I swear that I don’t remember hitting the button more than once, and at 15 minutes per snooze that’s four times? I definitely support the theory that there is some kind of time displacement field happening in my room. Perhaps I need to get Jordi in there with a tricorder to investigate. Perhaps there is a leak in my warp core, that would explain the weird green spot on my TV.

So I don’t want to call the total victory yet…

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But I think we may have won the battle with the fruit flies. It’s been like the Hatfields and the McCoys around here for a couple months. We would fight in waves. The flies would build up their numbers slowly and then seem to attack all at once. We would counter with furious slapping. Later we developed more devious weapons (cleaning spray and paper towels) but they were no match for the shear numbers of the fly armies. I envision the older flies telling their eggs how they would someday grow old enough to torment the humans while they were watching TV or using the computer. But like America, we the apartment dwellers eventually developed weapons of mass destruction. With one fell swoop we obliterated the hordes before they could mount another attack. The last fly just surrendered to me in the bathroom, just before I swatted him. VICTORY IS OURS!