5/8/08

I totally forgot to tell y'all the latest on the Mustang saga yesterday. The auction ended with the highest bid not reaching the $2,999.99 reserve. They did bid it up to $2,025.00 though. There was one e-mail from a dude asking what the local price was. I spoke to Gregg and he said, “Send a ‘second chance offer’ of $2,500.00 to the highest bidder and tell the e-mail dude the same.” I sent the “second chance offer” to the top three bidders and the e-mail dude. E-mail dude replied that since he hadn’t bid he couldn’t get in on the SCO. I told him I'd let him know if no one else re-bid. Well, someone did re-bid and agreed to buy the car. They made the required deposit to my Paypal account so I sent him Gregg’s phone number and said to make arrangements with him on final payment and pickup. So, there you have it. If the deal goes through then there’s one less pile of car in the way. Next I think we’re going to try and move that 240Z. We’ll see how that goes. Oh, it appears as though Gregg has had tetanus for the last couple weeks. Ok, so I thought he was just slacking. My bad. He’s been down at his parent’s house in Houston for the last two weeks apparently at death’s door. He says the doctor won’t actually say “tetanus,” but the symptoms fit and the treatment and drugs are the same as what is prescribed for; say it with me, tetanus! The laptop pissed me off again last night. I can’t even tell y'all about it without it pissing me off again. I'll try though. I went to log on to my AOL e-mail but Internot Exploiter just sat there taunting me. “Website found. Waiting for reply,” or something. I rebooted to no avail. Finally I gave up and shut down the AOL tab but was too pissed off to do anything else on the web. I tried to shut the computer down but that even took too friggin’ long. I finally hard booted the thing and tossed it across the room. Fucking fuck, I fucking hate these fucking things. See, they just fucking piss me the fuck off so fucking bad! I call the rant “Thing that might get a laptop killed” when I send it to Spiderman because, well just because. Something is going to finally set me off again and another laptop is going to die. My first one went out a second story window, twice. My second one just got the hard drive smashed through the keyboard and then given away. The third got a series of 1 ¾” holes bored through it. The fourth caught fire. A half gallon of gas and a propane torch will do that. Now I'm on my fifth and probably final laptop. When, not if, this one gets killed I don’t know if I'm coming back. I guess I'll just have to start working at work. It will be the end of an era. No, I'll probably watch DVDs on my work computer instead. Who knows, I might continue the rant from the work computer. Of course I'll never get to read it so I'll never know what Spiderman has added. We’ll see. Losing the air card has done wonders for the longevity of this computer. Just that one day earlier this week when I tried to use it almost cost the laptop its life. Oh, the Dingleberry almost got tossed across the room earlier as well. I'm going to have to quit trying to use the browser on it too. It is slow to the point of uselessness and a total pain in the ass to navigate. Sure, I've got the internot at my fingertips but it takes forever to use if you can ever figure out how it wants you to use it. Oh when are they going to call for us to grab our torches and pitchforks and raise the Luddite rebellion? [ It begins with you. Pick up that torch. But don't come to my house. I've got plenty of bullets... - SM ] Well, no point in asking here, this is the enemy’s camp. Ok, I'm bored with y'all. I'm going to do something else for the rest of the day. Go grease wheezer.