5.01.06

Category: dribblings

it’s May Day…happy pagan day to you and yours.

there’s something bad wrong or, badong, with my computer. virus? hard drive about to crash? gremlin?
i don’t know, but what i do know is that lately it’s like i’ve got windows ‘95 installed on here. and i think you can remember how awesome that used to be? it would crash every night and then you’d be forced to run scandisk for no real reason other than WINDOWS DID NOT SHUT DOWN PROPERLY, WHAT WERE YOU DOING? TRYING TO DOWNLOAD YOUR E-MAIL OR SOMETHING?
so i don’t know when i’ll get to update this site again…i’m sure it will be this week but i’m going to wait for mr. fleegan to get my new computer set up.
that’s right, you heard me. NEW.
new computer.
why? WHY am i getting a new computer? because I WANTED QUIET FANS. AND AS I’VE MENTION BEFORE…IT WASN’T THE FANS CAUSING ALL THE RUCKUS.
it was a hard drive. it was making a sound that mr. fleegan, the Computer Dude, said he’s never heard a hard drive make before. i said that it’s been making that sound FOR YEARS.
doesn’t matter. it’s all screwed up now. so…new computer. dammit.

in other non-bitchy news:
i walked to work today. it was fun and it only took 10 minutes. there’s a ton of water meters and things of that sort at work, and on the way to work so i took a picture of some of them, and i plan to take more because for some reason i love those things.
here’s one:

here’s one that i like ‘cos it has a pentagram on it. EVIL SEWER! (rhymes with evil doer.)

here’s one of the trash compactor thing at work. it doesn’t compact the trash anymore because i don’t know why. probably ‘cos it was too messy.

let’s open up the trash thing and see what the oldsters have thrown away today…

looks like some ass hole threw away a bunch of loose newspaper.
i hate old people. i swear. this is the kind of STUPID FUCKING THING they do. they save MONTHS WORTH of newspapers…for no reason…and then decide, “hey, i guess it’s okay to throw away these newspapers now. good thing i saved them every day for 2 months!” and then they toss them into the Magic Hole in the wall where they float gently down 12 flights then KABLAMMO! paper explosion.
and who has to deal with the aftermath?
not the old fucker who caused the problem.
one day…one day i went to empty out the Trash Thing for dad on a saturday because i’m nice like that…and anyway this one day? some ass hat had dropped a FULL JAR OF PICKLES down the trash chute. if i had known which old bastard had done it…i would have committed murder.

and to lower my blood pressure, here’s some pics of the dogs.
kaze!

roxy!

kaze eating!

enjoy your week.

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