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August 15th, 2008 No comments

In the previous post, I mentioned how much of a wuss I am and how hot it is and oh woe is me, I need something cold to drink.

Well smack my  ass and call me Sally, but Mr Delta Foxtrot saw that and he brought me some carmel iced Starbucks beverage!  And it’s cold!  It’s also super syrupy-sticky, so I’m going to be blowing bubbles here shortly.

There are benefits to telling the world what you wish for.  Sometimes people listen!

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bring me a smoothie

August 15th, 2008 No comments

Normally I look down on blended, frothy cold coffee drinks.  Coffee should be hot.  Like melt your flesh hot.  But it’s so damn hot for a whiny little bitch from AK who gets uncomfortable at 80 degrees.  I mean, it must be at least 81 degrees out there!  Add to that the fact that we had to barricade our side door after the break-in and now I don’t have that breeze coming in from the alley way.  It’s a pleasant breeze, scented ever so gently by urine and asphalt.  But the nicest thing is that it has that one-degree cooling effect.  Oh yes, when it’s 80 degrees out and I’m feeling like I’m sitting inside a microwave, that breeze easily brings the temperature all the way down to at least 79 degrees.  Aaaaahhhhhh, heaven.  But now the door has been barred shut to keep out the late night lurkers and it’s getting hotter by the minute.

I could really use an iced grande carmelatte frappacino espresso smoothie right now.

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i got served!

August 14th, 2008 1 comment

Tomorrow night I’m going be meeting up with Mudbutt, Ol’ Splinterfoot, Loudmouth and Delta Foxtrot.  Mr Foxtrot informed me that Ms Foxtrot will be joining us as well.  If you’ve never met Ms Foxtrot, you’d like her, she kicks ass.  Which is kind of the whole point of this post.  Mr and Ms Foxtrot were conversing amongst themselves as to who all these people with nicknames were, as she’d never heard of Loudmouth and Ol’ Splinterfoot before.  I think I actually referred to Ol’ Splinterfoot as Dutchboy.  Put those two names together and you’ll understand why he’s called Splinterfoot.

ANYWAY

Ms Foxtrot asked her lesser half, “If he’s got all these messed up names for everyone, what the hell does he call me?”

OH SNAP!  I don’t have anything!

I will though.  I will….

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my name is Earl

August 14th, 2008 3 comments

First off, let me just say that if something on my bike breaks, I am going to be PISSED!

But Chewy, why would you say that? That’s a strange way to open a conversation.

This isn’t going to be a conversation, this is going to be a rant.

Remember the phone saga? I stepped on my phone and broke it in such a way that all the info in it could not be retrieved. Oh great, that was fun, emailing all my contacts and asking them to get their info to me. It’s funny though because in the last week I’ve been thinking about how lucky I was. I’d had a bunch of pics and videos on the phone and one day I just got a wild hair and decided to send all that stuff to my computer via bluetooth. A week later I broke my phone, so I was lucky that I’d gotten all that stuff off of it.

Fast forward to this morning. The quick version is that our bike shop was broken into last night and instead of taking one of the 10 or so bikes that were in here, the douchebags only took a computer and 2 cameras.

My computer and my 2 cameras.

So now I’m sitting here thinking about how fortunate I was to have gotten all the media files onto my computer for safekeeping, and yet now some crackhead is viewing my pictures of Egypt and my videos of a bunch of drunken metalheads on a schoolbus going to the Iron Maiden show and listening to my music. At least I didn’t have any good porn on there.

And at least nothing belonging to any of our customers got stolen. No, just my shit. Not even any of Dean’s stuff got stolen, just my shit. WHOOOOPEEEEEE On the way in to work this morning I had visions of finding some crackhead in an alley at night with my cameras or my computer and breaking his hands with a hammer. You know, the heavy kind that a blacksmith uses? I don’t know if I’d rather go to work on each and every joint in his hands, or if I’d just give him one good solid whack right in the middle of the back of each hand. Hmmmm….we’ll never know, cuz it’s never going to happen, but it was satisfying to think about while riding my bike, which is, itself, an excellent form of therapy. By the time I’d gotten to work I was normal again.

I could mention that I also broke my main cycling backpack last night by stepping on one of the buckles (why am I stepping on all my shit?!), but I don’t feel like it.

At least I still have my bike, but if ANYTHING goes wrong with that shit, I WILL go postal on somebody or something.

Now that I think about it, I had a bunch of pictures of Eric on there as well as the speech that I’d given at his memorial. I think that’s what pisses me off more than anything else.

PS…it’s official!!! Shit comes in 3s! I broke my phone, I broke my backpack and now I’ve had some shit stolen from me. 3 things, even!

PPS, I’m just going to keep adding to this post all day long as I start finding more shit.  Latest info is that my computer was attached to our printer as I was in the habit of using my laptop as the main computer here at work.  Well, the douchebag crackhead motherfucker who stole my shit must have been in some kind of hurry because he appears to have grabbed the computer and ran without so much as taking the time to remove the USB cable from the USB port.  He might have damaged one of the USB ports, that lazy prick!  Well, the cable is still attached to the computer and now I can’t print anything today.  Wouldn’t you know it, we sold a pair of handlebars on eBay last night, and I can’t print out a shipping label!  ASSHOLE!!!

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awesomeness

August 13th, 2008 No comments

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more phone saga

August 8th, 2008 No comments

Actually all is good with the phone saga.  People have been emailing and txt msging me with their info and all is good.  In fact, the whole thing went so completely smoothly that I only missed one weekend of idiots contacting me with stupid and worthless information.  You know who you are…

I called the insurance company and told them what had happened, and they 2nd Day Air’d me a new phone.  Done.  So tonight I was looking online for contact info for the insurance company in question because I forgot to send the old charger back, and I wanted to email them for where to send the charger, as I’d already mailed the phone.

I found this site, which I found to be hilarious and I now pass it along to you.  Apparently somebody didn’t have such a painless transaction as mine.

Click here

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here’s how you do it right

August 7th, 2008 No comments

Step 1

Render your phone functional yet inoperable by stepping on it solidly.  With the heel of your shoe.  Preferably so that the machine powers up and probably works, but hopefully you can’t tell because the screen is shattered and the L part of the LCD screen is bleeding black ink onto the rest of the contents of your display.  In fact, picture this:  You know how chinese restaurants always have the white tablecloth under the glass tabletop?  Makes sense, you get drunk and start spilling your drinks all over the table, but no big deal cuz all you gotta do is wipe it with a sponge, or a shamwow (are you kidding me?) and it’s cleaned up.  No stain on the tablecloth cuz it was under glass the whole time.  WHOA!  Okay, so anyway, what you do is you lift the glass and put a newspaper under there instead of the tablecloth.  We’ll pretend that that’s the content that you would be reading on the phone’s screen.  Then grab an octopus and scare it so that it squirts black ink all over the newspaper.  Got it?  Okay, now put the glass back down and whack the table once, REAL GOOD, right in the middle with a sledgehammer.  See how the spiderweb starts and then the octopus ink makes it so you can’t read shit?

Yeah, that’s Step 1

Step2

Step 2 should, oddly enough, be performed months in advance of Step 1.  It almost should BE Step 1, except that I’ve decided that it’s Step 2.  Mainly because you don’t think about it until later and realize how perfect it all is.  Whatever, Step 2 is to try syncing your bluetooth phone with your computer.  Make certain that, in your zeal for efficiency and simplification, you download the address books for your Yahoo mail and your gmail and your work mail and consolidate them all into the address book of your computer so that you’ll have EVERYBODY in your new, bitchin, bluetooth phone.  Excellent, you now have 3 and 4 different entries for most of your contacts and who knows whose numbers are the old ones and the new ones, and oooooh what a bunch of bullshit this is!

Step 3

Take months to sift through all the shit and get each entry corrected and down to a single entry per person.  There, isn’t that nice?  Now that you’ve got it all consolidated, why not toss out the bloated Excel files that you’ve downloaded from the interwebs?  You know, the ones with every entry for every person you’ve ever known?  Those files.  Toss ‘em.  You’ve got everything you need on your phone and on the computer.  It’s a beater, but it does fine with offline tasks like iTunes and Address Book crap.

Step 4

Step 4 is also known as The Stealth Step.  The Stealth Step goes like this:  In the pursuit of streamlining it all, you should reinstall your operating system.  You’ve retired that computer to being a web surfer/virus magnet and mp3 server, so you might as well clean it up and make it roll as fast as those rusty internet tubes will allow, right?  RIGHT!  So you polish the turd as best you can and you start jammin’ and webbin’ away!

See?  Step 4!  Done!  Easy…next step.  NEXT!

Step 5

Get a new phone and transfer all your contacts to the new phone and be happy.  Go surf the web on the can with your new smartphone/webphone geek device.  You’ll love it.  It’s a way of life.

Refer back to Step 1 just for a jogging of the ol’ memory

Step 6

Now it’s time to bring the new new phone into play, because while you might be able to answer the occasional phone call, you can’t send or receive txt msgs on your new phone in its current state.  You now must go to the phone store, call the insurance company and report your phone Stepped On.  It will arrive in 2 days and you’ll be out only $50, whatever, just go do it.

Step 7

Once the phone arrives, you will want to customize it back to how you had it before or maybe now will be the time to revamp the look.  If you’re like me, you’ll end up getting juiced by the insurance company because while you may have had a flat black model, they will send you a silver one.  BASTARDS!!!  However that may be small beans compared to the revelation you will later have in Step 8.  Of course, one standard maneuver in the Operation: New New Phone Acquisition operation is to go back to the phone store and have them move everything from the old new phone to the new new phone.  They will not be able to do this, as the aforementioned Spiderwebs and Soy Sauce Limited Edition LCD screen won’t allow the Cell Phone Information Repair/Transfer Technician to see what the hell is going on.

Fuck it.  Go home and deal with it there.

Step 8

As you arrive at home and luxuriate in the fact that you will now be able to deal with all this while located inside of only your underwear, a small yet tenacious idea will pop into your head.  That idea will be that Step 4, while having sped up the overall performance of your computer, will also have erased everything on that hard drive.  Including the new, improved and consolidated version of the Address Book Crap.  This will the piss you off and you will be driven to writing an 8-step guide to why you need all your friend’s phone numbers emailed to you or txt msg’d to your new new silver phone that won’t recognize the 1gb memory card that worked fine in your old new, flat black phone.

Step 9

You’ll want to proof-read the entry once or twice because it may be possible that you end up putting episodes of Battlestar Galactica into the DVD player, thus distracting you and making the possibility of grammar and spelling errors that much higher.  It is during this step that you will notice that there are 10 steps in your 8-step guide.  You will need to make a decision at this point whether to correct that or just say “Fuck it”.  Once that is done, you may then move on to the next and final step.

Step 10

Post that shit on your blog.  Don’t forget to tell the two readers of your website that you were serious about needing all their phone-centric contact info, because some of them might not see the request for the humorous narrative, and blithely click over to some porn site without giving your wretched state a second thought.  You’ll want to mention that txt msgs should contain sender’s name and digits.  Post to your blog and go to bed slightly miffed.

And there you have it.  Doing It Right in Ten Easy Steps by Chewy Kolchuk

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call me the godfather

August 5th, 2008 2 comments

Eric’s son Tristin showed up today with his mom and sister.  They’ll be in town for a few weeks, so I’m gonna spend as much time as I can with them.  I fired up my computer and we took some pics in PhotoBooth.  I tried to get him to make goofy faces, but he was just laughing the whole time.  It’s all good…

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don’t step on your phone

August 3rd, 2008 2 comments

I did.

It don’t work so good no more.

So if you know me and have reason to call, I guess go ahead and do it, just know that I can’t answer.

**CORRECTION**

The phone just rang and I was able to answer it.  The problem is that the screen went bye bye.  I guess that’s what happens when you step on it with the full force of the heel of your bike shoes.  At any rate, I don’t really know what it can and can’t do, so just pretend like I lost it overboard somewhere.  I’ll check the voicemail from time to time and feel free to email me.

At least I have insurance.

I was walking out to go get food earlier and I was thinking about what sort of Plan B’s I am going to be using in the next few days.  It’s funny how tech is nice to have around, but it can rule your life if you let it.  I can’t call half the people I know just to let them know I will or won’t be making it to the (insert planned activity here) with them, because I stopped memorizing phone numbers a long time ago. Hopefully dumping that part of my brain has freed up resources so that I might be better at some other vital task like Sudoku or some shit like that.

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see for yourself

August 2nd, 2008 No comments

Apparently this commercial was pulled in the U.S. because it’s homophobic?  Whatever…

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