For Prime

Happy Valentine's Day.

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What the hell is wrong with KansASS?

The Kansas State High School Activities Association said referees reported that Michelle Campbell was preparing to officiate at St. Mary's Academy near Topeka on Feb. 2 when a school official insisted that Campbell could not call the game.

The reason given, according to the referees: Campbell, as a woman, could not be put in a position of authority over boys because of the academy's beliefs.

Um, I'd like to see you guys tell those boys' mothers that.
Wow. Seriously, WOW.

"We view officials not as male or female, Hispanic or African-American or Asian-American. We view officials as officials," Musselman said. "Discrimination against our officials is something we can't be party to."

Treating people as people. Huh, what an amazing concept.

Link found at AMERICAblog.

It's 2008... Where the Hell Are Our Upgrades?!

As most of you may know, I had some wrist trouble back in October. It's feeling better, which is good, but now a different part of the body had decided to fall apart.

For the last three days, my left knee has felt stiff. You know, like you need to pop the joint and it'll feel better. Well, I've tried popping it for the past three days. It hasn't helped. It makes me long for the idea of a cybernetic upgrade.

Which leads to my main question: Where the hell are the cyborg bodies?

It's 2008. Shouldn't we have fully functional AI, flying cars, colonies on the moon and androids by now? Shouldn't I be able to drop this sorry, half-functioning meatbag for a nice, sleek robotic body that will last a few thousand years? What the hell guys? Where's my friggin' cyborg upgrade? Cause I really want one right now.

--Weasel, "Damn human bodies don't wanna last worth a crap. I think I'm the wrong damn species."

The Ultimate Revenge of the Return of Random Thoughts

Been busy as of late, so I haven't updated in a while. But now that I have the time, I'll give you:

Even More Completely Random Thoughts

* Customers are assholes. 'Nuff said.

* Tomorrow is the Super Bowl. I'll be working until 7, so I won't see the damn halftime show or the commercials. Those are the only things I give a crap about.

* I am already sick of selling beer. Every other customer had a frigging case of beer. And most don't want to show ID.

* We are out of driveway and sidewalk salt. People are pissed, but there's not a damn thing I could do about it. Amd hey, I'm out of salt myself! I'd like to frigging buy some too!

* April cannot come soon enough.

Worst. Quiz. Ever.

Which Character on The Simpsons Are You?

Created by BuddyTV

And here I thought I would end up as Lisa. Silly me. It seems to fit, though.

(Insert Groan Here)

Been feeling like crap for the past week; damn stomach has been acting up like a bitch.

Good gods I am tired of this. I'm sick of repressing the urge to puke, sick of swallowing Pepto, sick of sleeping until 2:30 PM on my days off, sick of feeling sick.

Great fucking start to the new year, no?

I Can't Tell if this is the Most Awesome Thing Ever or the Most Terrifying Thing Ever...

...in either case, I want it.

Clover's coming.
That is awesome beyond words..... and I'll have nightmares about it for years.

Since 2008 is 24 Years too Late...

Wish I could say that this bullshit surprises me, but it doesn't.
Oh Lord, Fire Divine, have mercy...
So why does National Intelligence Director Mike McConnell hate America and its freedoms?

Link originally found here.

In Other News...

So the Packers won today.
That means our local news will be nothing but football for the next three weeks.

......

Well, I guess it beats election coverage.

--Weasel, just lookin' at the bright side.

So Much for CNN

If you can stomach Larry King, you can watch "Dr." McBitchypants Laura tonight.

I think I'll "rot" my brain with a few more showings of Transform and Roll Out. If I enjoyed self-flagellation, I'd buy myself a scourge..... and use the fucker.

--Weasel, "So is anyone gonna ask her how 'proud' she is of her kid? Just wonderin'."

Scratching Out a Trade

I admit it; I'm addicted to GTS.

I love hitting Jubilife City, hopping on the GTS, and seeing what Pokémon are up for trade. You can find some pretty decent trades there, with a little luck. Last night was no exception.

For reasons unknown, I was checking out the Charmander offerings. One in particular caught my eye: a level 1 shiny male, being offered for a level 9 and under female Milotic. My heart skipped three beats. I had just bred my female Milotic the day before and had two level 1 female Feebases. If I could hurry, I figured I might be able to make it.

I jumped off GTS and hit my PC. I grabbed the first female Feebas I saw, my level 1 Chihiro and quickly saved. I had a few Dry Poffins in my Poffin Case, so I tried to level up Chihiro's Beauty right then and there. It didn't work; I was a few Poffins short of a Milotic. I soft-reset and after letting the game reload, I hit Hearthome.

I ran to the Poffin house and began making Poffins. Prime was already trying to doze off for the night, so I'm surprised he didn't tell me to keep it down since making Poffins requires you to "stir" the batter using your stylus on the DS's touchscreen. I scratched out six more Poffins, fed my Feebas every Dry Poffin in my case, tossed her a Rare Candy and waited. She leveled up....
and evolved.

I raced back to Jubilife and got back on GTS. I started searching for any male Charmander level 9 and under. Within a few moments, I found him: the level 1 shiny Charmander.

My heart was pounding when I chose "Trade for this Pokémon?". My heart then promptly rose into my throat when I saw the "Checking GTS Status" message. I've been screwed over a few times during that status check; I've gotten an error message, then booted back to the reception counter. By the time I can get back on, the Pokémon I wanted was traded away. You have no idea how badly that pisses me off. I was fearing it might happen again.

It didn't. The trade went through.
I now have a shiny Charmander.

My only complaint is I can't nickname him, but that's a small nitpick. I can hardly wait to level him up; shiny Charizard looks totally awesome.

I am the world's dorkiest dork.

-Weasel, "Hey Nintendo? Have ya considered making another Pokémon Box game? I'm runnin' outta room here!"

The Son of the Revenge of the Creeping Crud from the Pits of Hell

Right now I'm watching the Transformers Animated: Transform and Roll Out movie special on the Kids on Demand channel. It's a nice diversion, all things considered.

That damn cold from hell is back. And I feel like total shit.

My eyes are feverish, my throat is sore, my ears keep trying to plug up and my body freaking aches. I've spent most of the day sleeping, thanks to a couple of doses of cherry NyQuil (I swear to Primus, that stuff is like trying to swallow gasoline!) but I'm already dead sick of sleeping.

Wonderful way to start a new year.

The Top Thirteen: Out With the Old Edition

It's nearly the end of the year. And with 2008 fast approaching, I decided I'd list a few things that will make 2008 great. Read if you wish. (If not, meh.)

13) It's another year of not being dead!
If you think life sucks, consider the alternative, which is a shitload worse.

12) Another year of being a homeowner.
Trust me, after several years of living in a downstairs apartment with extremely noisy kids living above us, the quiet is wonderful.

11) My Blogaversary.
My blog will officially be three years old next June. I feel kinda old, yet proud.

10) Only a year until the new Camaro (Primus willing)!
From what I've read, the 2010 Camaro is scheduled to hit the streets first quarter 2009. Only one year left until I can purchase my own drivable Bumblebee!

9) Transformers Animated. Nuff said.
The show officially starts January 5. The toys will come later in the year. Hasbro keeps feeding my Bumblebee addiction... and I couldn't be happier.

8) More Movie toys. Again, nuff said.
More new Movie Bumblebees, more toys to feed my growing addiction. I should probably just sign my paycheck over to Hasbro and be done with it.

7) If all goes according to play, I'll finally get that laptop.
I plan to save all my change, small bills, anything and hope like hell I have enough to purchase a laptop PC by the end of the year. Yes, I want one that badly.

6) Wizard World Chicago.
If we plan it correctly, Prime and I may just hit the Windy City and take in Wizard World. I haven't been in a few years, so it'll be nice to geek it up a bit.

5) Dairycon.
A day with my friends, acting geeky and buying toys. It's a little slice of heaven on Earth.

4) 11 months until Cashmas.
Nuff said.

3) W's admin will be in its death throes.
Again, nuff said.

2) BotCon.
If there is a Heaven, I believe it is BotCon. In a few months I'll be seeing my friends, buying new toys, meeting voice actors and acting like a hyper-geek. I can barely wait.

And the best thing about 2008 is....

1) It's another year with Prime.
Sure, he can be a pain in my ass, but I love him. I can't think of anyone else to spend a year, or a lifetime with. He makes everything worth while. I love ya, big guy. :)

We Wish You a Merry Bitchmas

..and a happy get the fuck out of here.

I am officially sick of Cashmas. (No, I am not calling it Christmas. I refuse.) Seriously, I am sick of this shit. I am sick of the customers (Put your cart back, you dumb bitch!), the dumbass co-workers (Thanks for pitching out yet another sign I had dibs on, you sorry bastards.) and the general bullshit (No, you cannot buy gift cards at the fucking self check!).

Only a few more days and I won't have to deal with this horseshit for a few months. May Primus help me keep my sanity.

A Moment of Zen: Seizure Disorder Style

If I were the decorating type, I would totally do this:

Yes, I want my neighbors to have light induced seizures, dammit! Screw those boring static displays; I want epic!

Either He's the World's Biggest Jinx, or My Gurdian Angel... I Can't Tell

Yesterday had to be one of the worst days I have ever had. Seriously, it was awful.

Prime and I got into an argument that morning (well, I can't call it an argument; I never got a word in edgewise), my right arm was hurting like a royal bitch, and I was stuck on self-check out.

No customer in that building knows how to use a self-check out without fucking it up. And everyone using those damned check outs is always rude. Always.

By the time 7 PM rolled around, I was ready to rip my hair out. But I couldn't go home just yet. There was no damned replacement for me. It took them nearly 15 minutes to find someone to replace my tired ass.

I walked out of that building wanting nothing more than to cry.

Prime picked me up and informed me that we were going to a nearby ShopKo, apparently they had a Transformer hat advertised on sale that he wanted to track down. So, track down we did.

We found the hat in boy's accessories, and I knelt down to get a better look. Then, I spotted something from the corner of my eye. A pair of hats, white, black and yellow, were hanging from a nearby peg. I took a closer look at them: They were Bumblebee hats.

I had just found a pair of Bumblebee hats.

I gasped and grabbed them. Prime just chuckled and shook his head. "You should have bad days more often," he said. "Every time you do, Bumblebee just keeps showing up."

Like I said, he's either my guardian angel or a jinx. I'm unsure which.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas...

but leave me the fuck out of it.

A baby Jesus is swiped from a Nativity, the world stops. This happens, no one gives a shit.

Fuck Christmas.
I'm sick and goddamned tired of this non-existent "war" while other religions are truly being oppressed.

Winter Sucks

Tis the fucking season for viral infections. I have a cold that keeps hanging on and won't leave me the fuck alone. I am sick of random coughing fits and feeling as if I've swallowed sandpaper! GAH!

Maybe I'll put a better post together tomorrow. Or not.

(Insert Witty Title Here)

It's been a bad couple of weeks, which is why I haven't updated worth a damn. I'm trying to get back into the swing of thing, so expect another update soon.

Oh and I hate the holidays. But you already knew that.

A Moment of Zen: Black Friday Style

Since it's the day after Thanksgiving, let's celebrate consumerism, shall we?



Ohmigawd! Shoes!