Bears - Eagles Musings

Wow, I just realized that I wrote this up during the game a few weeks back and never posted it. I bet I was just so pissed at the end of the game that I just went bed as soon as the clock hit 0:00. Anyways, here it is, with an some additions at the end.

I wasn't going to do this, but I really need an outlet to vent...

So here's what I learned during the 1st quarter of play:
Faith Hill is hot when dressed up in a tight outfit with thigh-high boots and singing a rockish song.
The Bears defense has officially jumped the shark. They just can't stop anyone. Can't stop the run, can't stop the pass, can't stop Vick when he comes in at QB for 3rd-and-1 and everyone in the world knows he's not going to throw it. They still have some talented guys, but it's just not working.
We can't run the ball for shit. Everyone puts it on Forte, but it really does appear to the be the o-line. He's not Barry Sanders; you have to give him a hole to run through once in awhile. I think the RB is doing an admirable job given the garbage he has to work with. Plus, with as bad as Cutler's been everyone is playing run. No need to keep extra guys back in coverage.
Speaking of Cutler...he's not good. I'm not saying he can't get good, but he's not good right now. He just missed 2 wide-open guys for TDs to go with some additional poor throws. On the plus side we're mid-way into the 2nd-quarter and he hasn't throw a pick yet...knock on wood! And unless he suddenly gets good again, I'll never understand why he's any different from Grossman. High-risk QB is just not the right guy for this offense.
Okay, I feel better. Time to put the laptop away for a bit and re-focus on the game, my chips and salsa, and my tasty adult beverage(s).

Flash-forward to middle of the 4th...
Just watched Tillman force his 3rd fumble of the game; 2 of which the Bears recovered. The man is an absolute machine. And he's literally punching the ball out. Closed fist, throwing knuckles at the ball. It's horribly fun to watch.
Cutler is still pretty unfun to watch. Yeah, he was good on the TD drive, but he's been pretty bad every other time. He's just flat-out missing open guys, not hitting guys in stride so they can run after the catch, throwing into triple-covered receivers, etc. Same shit I used to watch with Grossman, just with the knowledge that he's been better with his former team. On the plus side, I have a whole bag of chips and a jar of hot salsa in my belly. My colon has taken quite the beating this weekend. Quite literally a trial by fire before the 3-day T-Day event.


And begin new material from 12/20:
So I think my PC has a bad hardware component. The last couple months it's been spontaneously rebooting itself when idle, and the last week or so it's been doing it even when you're using it. I could spend some time trying to figure out what's bad; probably a RAM module, but since I already wanted to rebuild it as a low-power machine I'll probably just do that. New processor, maybe a solid-state hard-drive, low-power video card, do it right. I just don't know if I want to put the time, effort, and $$ into that right now. I can reuse some of the parts, but not many. The case and disk drive will stay. I could just wipe the current hard-drive and use it again, but that would work against the low-power goal. Video card will be tricky. I need to figure out how much juice it's using and compare it to a newer one before I know if it can stay or go. But the motherboard, CPU, and RAM are all out.
If anyone has some experience building for low-power, let me know. You will be rewarded with beer and junk food for any help and/or advice you can give.
Okay, time to get ready for hockey. Should be a really good grudge match tonight b/t 2 teams that are developing some bad blood b/t them.
PEACE!!

Fox's New Commercial Strategy for a Venegful God

I'm not sure how long this has been going on, and I'm not sure how many other networks are doing this, but I've noticed that Fox has a new sequence for their commercial breaks. They used to open with the credits, then go to a commercial break, followed by evenly-spaced breaks of equal length. Clearly they've picked up on the fact that people today have very short attention spans and will change channels pretty quickly during a commercial break if they aren't hooked on the show. And with so many channels available to us now, you know you can find something good to watch somewhere else. Not all of their shows do it, but it's very obvious if you watch "Fringe". No commercials after the opening credits, and the breaks start off quite short and get longer as the shows goes on. So as you get more and more hooked in the show, they know that you'll hang in longer and longer during the commercials. Very smart; but annoying when you have to wait longer and longer when you're hooked on the episode and don't want to wait.

And now for this blog's more serious thinking.
Anyone that's involved in the various Christian religions has been well versed in the notion that God doesn't punish you on Earth for any of your various sins. Naturally most of us that are also superstitious can think of many instances where that doesn't seem to be true. So that got me thinking about it. No one has every really talked to God. So all we have to go on is the bible. Which is a collection of letters and recountings that was edited by the Vatican and put into convenient book form. Are there letters in there from an apostle that talk about how God will punish you in short fashion for sinning? Could be! I mean, who knows how many things were edited out to make sure the story is being told correctly. If you've ever taken the time to read the entire new testament you'll have noticed how the story really breaks down in Revelations. Breaks down in disturbing fashion. Speculation is that it was a coded message about the current Roman rulers. If that's possible then it's totally reasonable to assume that the bible has been edited to tell the "God doesn't punish ye" story. Hard to say either way. And I'm not going to try to say. I'm just here to create discussion and get people thinking.
And now, just the way I planned this, the Bears - Eagles game is about to start. Just to make things interesting, if the Bears successfully hurt McNabb during the game I'll give anyone who shows up to Party T-Day and mentions this blog a dollar. (Hurt qualifies as missing a significant portion of the game due to something the Bears did to him.)
Done and done.

Terrible Sports Weekend

Wow, this was most certainly a depressing sports "weekend" for me (including Thursday night, thus the quotes). Not only did a suffer some losses, but they were especially painful ones.
First, Bears - SF. This is definitely a game that the Bears should have been able to win. The 49ers are not a great team this year and the Bears should have been out to prove that they are a play-off team. Instead it was a sloppy, poorly played game in which both teams consistently squandered opportunities to take control. Well, mostly SF squandering all the opportunities the Bears were giving them. Watching our new "franchise" QB throw 5 INTs was brutal. 2 of which came in the end zone. Even worse, the 1st of those was to a large gentleman who was standing in plain sight. And even if he had missed it, there were 2 more defenders jumping in front of the receiver. So there was roughly a 0% chance of the pass not getting picked. Yeah, some were flukes with receivers falling down and running into refs, but even those looked like they could have been picked anyways. Even with all that, they still managed to bring it down to a last-second drive to possibly win it. A drive that ended in soul-crushing fashion with the 2nd INT in the end zone.
That brings us to yesterday's Purdue - Michigan State game. Purdue, even after so many brutal early-season losses was still in a position to get bowl eligible. All we had to do was Beat MSU and IU and we'd be set. First play of the game? Purdue fumbles a hand-off and MSU runs it in for a quick TD. 7 seconds; 7 points down. But they did rally back and were up by 11 in the 4th quarter before letting it slip away to lose 37-40. And thus a rough season of close losses and huge wins (Ohio State), yet another 2nd-half failure ends our run at a bowl game. Even though I'm excited about the direction the team is heading, and the young talent they have, it's tough to spend another year without a bowl.
And then came the Iowa-Ohio State game. I still had hopes that some family pride could be salvaged and have Iowa finish on top of the BigTen and head to the Rose Bowl. But it was not to be. The 3rd maddeningly close game of the weekend resulted in an Iowa loss. Luck for them they are still ranked #10 in the BCS and have a shot at moving up to at least #8 with a win next weekend and scoring a sweet BCS bowl.
And now I'm a short 2.5 hours away from my own hockey game, wondering if my luck will change just enough to get us a win. I don't ask for much; just a W.
Fingers crossed!!

A relaxing, lazy Saturday

You know, it's a bit lonely here now that my parents are gone. And nothing gets magically fixed around the house while I'm at work either. As much work as I did with my dad together, he did at least that much on his own while I was at work. Together we tore down 1 shed and put up a new one; tore out the wooden trim in our bathroom window, repaired some water damage to the wall, then replaced it all with ceramic tile.
On his own...my dad replaced the light fixtures in the living room and dining room; did some minor painting in the hallway where I just built the linen closet, repaired the ceiling in the dining room around the new threshold, patched a couple other little things while he had the spackle out, and sealed and stained the deck out back. For a guy that doesn't get alot of sleep at night, he sure has alot of energy.
The only downside is that it made this weekend seem extremely lazy by comparison. All I did today was watch a bunch of football, make some pizza crust for tomorrow, and paint the trim around the 3 new basement windows. Normally that would be a pretty active Saturday.
Even better was that my car gave me a 3-day weekend. One of my ignition coils went bad, meaning I had to take it to the shop instead of going to work. It cost me $300 and a vacation day, but the mental health I gained is probably worth double that. Fridays have been pretty brutal lately. Whereas most companies push really hard to get things done by Thursday so you don't have to haul ass on Friday, we like to save 2 days worth of stuff to do on Fridays. Really takes the joy out of Fridays.

And Fox has finally added something to one of their chick shows to appease the guys that are forced to watch. As expected, Hayley loves "Glee". And I thought it was going to be another crap show that I avoid. And then they added cheerleaders who apparently wear their uniforms to school every day. And had a car wash while wearing knee socks, pleated skirts and bikini tops. Could be months before that scene works its way out of my memory.
Giggidy.

Thoughts on the Cubs

So as I watch the Cubs today, through an appropriate haze of Budweiser, I've come up with a few thoughts. And as this has been a very trying year for the Cubs, thoughts are quite easy to come by.
First some congratulations are in order. Despite the best efforts of Sorianno and Marmol the Cubs beat the White Sux 5-4. Alfonso Sorianno is a very good hitter. However he is a terrible lead-off hitter. Sure he'll hit you the occasional lead-off home run, but he just doesn't do the this than an NL lead-off guy needs to be doing. Walks, OBP, making the pitcher throw lots of pitches, steals, etc. These are the things you need your lead-off hitter to be doing if you're to be consistently successful in the NL. He's also a marginal outfielder. He's never been good, nor is he really expected to be good. But it's amazing at times just how bad he is in the outfield. Take today's little gaff in the 8th inning. Pop fly to shallow left. He clearly doesn't see it. Blanco, the SS, does see it and charges out. As Blanco clearly is calling it and waving his arms Sorianno starts running frantically to try and catch up to it. What happens; Sorianno runs right into Blanco as he's about to catch it; 2 runs score to turn a 5-2 game into a 5-4 game.
Oh yes, but why were there so many runners on base in the bottom of the 8th in a 5-2 game? Mr. Marmol. Marmol and the strike zone are like me and syringes; he'll tolerate it when he absolutely has to, but not a second before. That explains why he's walked 38 guys in 34 1/3 innings. He throws mid-90s with a Bugs Bunny slider and still refuses to throw it in the zone. Incredible. And yet, every time out I'm so sure it'll be the time he just starts throwing strikes.
Based on the way this year is going, I'm wondering if last year was the exception instead of the rule. Previous years the Cubs had suffered from a severe lack of timely hitting. They'd either score 8 runs or 0 runs. Last year was different...before the playoffs. This year is back to untimely hitting and .500 baseball.

1 more quick thing. I was watching Uncle Buck after the Cubs game (the magic of DVR and "media black-out".) and was reminded of a college memory. This night was 1 of 2 reasons I have boycotted Miller Lite Ice. And no, neither of these reasons involve the fact it tastes like shit. More the fact that both times I drank it things took a turn for the worse for Jarod. This particular time involve a girl I was pursuing, another couple, and a night of drinking at her apt. She was in a long-distance relationship that she wasn't so hot about. We had really hit it off in our many group activities but never really talked about if anything was really happening. Anyways...we'd all spent the night hanging out, drinking, and watching a big of college hockey at one point (featuring an ex-Bison named Bubba Berenzweig who would later play in the NHL). At one point the ladies wander away to talk. After a short time I decide that I need to know what they're talking about and creep up to the door. Turns out they were discussing her situation and whether or not she should dump him for me. This then led to a very awkward drunken conversation once the other couple left. One that I ultimately ended up on the wrong side of. Naturally things were rather weird after that and we drifted apart as friends. Damn shame. Obviously I'm glancing over the painful details. But suffice to say it wasn't a great night in the history of Jarod.

And now I'm watching Quentin Tarantino drink whiskey off of Catherine Zeta-Jones' foot. What a strange and wonderful night this is.

Superman Syndrome

There is a well-documented and often mentioned phenomenon with the old-school Superman. It's been covered hundreds of times by bad comedians so I'll be short. In the old black-and-white superman shows he would invariably get in a situation where bullets would be fired at him. And seemingly every time he'd stand there and grin while deflecting said bullets off of his chest. Yet when the bad guy finished his 6 shots and threw the empty gun at Superman he'd duck out of the way of it.
You would think that such faux pas would be gone from today's cinema. And yet, while watching "Matrix Reloaded" Friday night I saw it yet again. Just so fellow film buffs can follow along, it's the fight scene against the Merovingian's goons while Morpheus and Trinity chase down the Key Maker. A dozen or so guys with automatic weapons open up at Neo, naturally in slow motion. All Neo has to do is hold up his hand and he can effortlessly stop all the rounds in mid-air. Nicely done in deed. And yet, when guys come at him with swords and spears he has to duck and dodge every attempt. Where did his magic safety bubble go?! If he can stop a bullet in mid-flight why can't he stop people and other objects? I'm sure I'm not the first person to notice this, so feel free to fill me in with any info.
I'd love to continue my musing from the movie and the various curiosities I noticed, but I'm too tired and a bit too warm to muster the effort. Non-air conditioned Sunday afternoons tend to do that to me.

And just because I remembered all the polls I used to include and wanted to start that up again...

Conspiracy Theories are a Cop-Out

Jesse Ventura has officially let me down. I used to admire the guy a little bit. Pro wrestler that successfully became an action "star" and managed to springboard that into a real political office. I mean, I was never a fan or anything, but it was pretty impressive. He didn't really do anything in office to back that up, but that's not that important.
However, he killed that today during his appearance on the Opie and Anthony show (O&A). He apparently is a gigantic 9/11 conspiracy theorist. And I just don't have any respect for conspiracists. Their entire argument is based completely on speculation and a lack of facts. Every time a "fact" is presented it's quickly shot down by concrete scientific evidence. "Look at that round hole in the Pentagon! No way a 757 caused that! It was a missile!" Sure, until the fire department shows up and says that they in fact cut that big round hole to gain access to the buildings. "Why was Bush allowed to just sit in a school where all the terrorist knew he was for 7 minutes?!" Because they had locked down the area and had fighters scrambled and blanketing the air around them.
It may be because I'm an engineer and live a painfully anal life based solely on facts and evidence. Or maybe I just like to use common sense. But if you've gone almost 10 years and still don't have any real proof of your theory you may want to consider the fact that it's wrong. If it was true you would have something more than just conjecture and guessing to back you up.
Whatever.
Getting back to more important news...
I'm on a big fat craving week so far this week. This loaf of garlic bread I picked up from Stop & Shop was just so buttery and delicious I couldn't stop eating it sunday and monday nights. Tonight I made a beef and bean burrito that was loaded with delicious sharp cheddar and sour cream. I don't normally go on fat kicks like this and I'm not sure what's triggering this one. And who cares! If my body wants some extra delicious fat who am I to deny it?! I may have to hit the gime a bit extra to compensate and that's a chore I'm more than willing to undertake.
Last but of course not least are the mighty Chicago Blackhawks. Surprising everyone they've advanced all the way to the Western Conference Finals against heated division rival Detroit. Unfortunately things aren't going as well as I'd hoped through 1.66666667 games. We lost game 1 and find ourselves down 2-1 after 2 periods in game 2. The good news is the play of our kids. I've talked about them before and they continue to impress me. Patrick Kane is seemingly getting niftier and slipperier in every game. It's creepy how well he knifes through traffic at times. More impressive has been Kris Versteeg. He brings some serious offensive skills and some good hard physical play. He bring a kind of sneaky offensive skill to his game. He doesn't look like he's doing much until he's suddenly past everyone and ripping off a great shot. Next minute he's forechecking hard in the corner; throwing his body around and disrupting plays. So regardless of how this series ends I see some really great years ahead. Here's to hoping we can prolong this season another few weeks and provide for more June hockey in the years to come!!
PEACE!!

Swine Flu; Load of Hogwash?

So it's been what, 3 weeks since the fear-mongering media first uttered swine flu? And how has their eminent world-wide pandemic turned out so far? 2 total deaths in the USA; both immunocompromised people. An infant and a woman who had just undergone a C-section. Worldwide deaths are a fraction of what we see every year during the normal flu season. Even the CDC has started to back-pedal and admit that things aren't nearly as bad as they were initially yelling about.
As Hayley can attest, I'm getting really really pissed about shit like this. Every year of so there is a new disease that's about to become the next Black Plague and Spanish Flu wrapped up in one. Bird Flu. West Nile Disease. EEE (eastern equine encephalitis). SARS. And while they weren't good, none of them came even close to living up to the hype the media gave them.
The first question that you might have is why people would over-hype this kinda stuff. The media obviously has something to gain. They realize that no one watches the news much any more so they result to blatant teasing and fear mongering to scare you into watching. "Oh dear God! A common household item could kill me tonight?! I have to tune in at 10pm to find out what it could be and if I have any!!" But now, what does the CDC have to gain by crying wolf at every turn? As you may have noticed, gov't cash. Various disease fighting groups were giving quite a lofty sum of money to help fight the upcoming pandemic. Flu vaccine companies were flooded with orders and hence money. So everyone seems to have something to gain. Except the rest of us.
I've officially started to ignore the CDC and their warnings. They've cried wolf too many times for me to pay attention. And I know that I"m not the only one. So if we ever actually run into a pandemic that does deserve our attention many people are going to be grossly unprepared. And that's what's really going to hurt us. Those of us that became desensitized and took no action are going to be great vehicles for the pathogen to spread. I truly hope that day never comes, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be inevitable. Damn shame it will be.

Amazed and Freaked Out

So I'm sitting here watching the Cubs and suddenly I'm amazed and freaked out by my TV all at the same time. Probably not surprising for anyone that knows me. First, I'm literally sitting here wondering how I ever watched baseball without HD. Keep in mind that I've had HD for over a year now. So it's not like I'm back in the first month with HD where I was amazed at everything. But for the first time in months I'm once again amazed. Defects in the stitching in the jerseys are clear. All the small nuances of the infield dirt. Is that a cleat mark? Nope, just a clearly visible clump. Not the most useful things to notice, but that's what always gets me. That pile of things that I never noticed and never thought about.
The freaking out comes via the orientation of the speakers in our living room. I don't know if it's intentional on Philips' part or not, but I will often get odd reflections from the area of our front door/front window in the female-voice range. So it's like there's a woman in our vestibule talking loudly at times. And even though I know this happens quite frequently it typically gets me on high-alert. Especially at times like this when it's normally random background crowd noise from the stadium where suddenly only a specific voice starts reflecting. And it's only the higher frequency human voices that reflect. Just a fun acoustic quirk of the living room.

BLACKHAWKS WIN!! BLACKHAWKS WIN!! For the first time in a loooonnnggg time the Blackhawks have won a playoff series; beating Calgary 4-1 in game 6 last night. It was pretty great to see our young stars step up and really play well. Usually you just hope they can hold their own and lean on the veterans to get it done. For us it was the exact opposite. The vets were mainly there to be "on-ice coaches" while the kids took control of most games. And by kids, I mean kids. Our captain Toews and his line-mate and 2007-08 Rookie of the Year Patrick Kane are both only 20 years old. And the pile of young stars continues from there.

I'll close by raving about 1 of the beers we received as a part of our final beer-of-the-month pack. Abita's Jockamo IPA. It's not overly bitter but comes with a fantastic array of hop florals. I'm not sure what availablity they have around the nation, but I highly recommend that you pick up some if you see it. Even people that avoid IPAs because of the bitterness should find this quite agreeable.
And with that...PEACE!!

They Can't Drive...55!!

I've found the silver lining to my little tire incident. So today and at least tomorrow I'll be driving around on my spare tire. And since I'm fairly conscientious as to the manufacturer's instructions, I cap my speed at 55mph (tire says 50mph) when I'm on the Pike. The first little chunk is a 55mph zone so it's not a big deal. But then I get to the wide-open stretches where it's a 65mph and people love to do closer to 80mph. I be nice and stick to the right lane and just set the cruise control right at 55mph. What happens? People just start piling up right on my ass, ride me for a few miles, then decide to whip past me and give me a dirty look. For what? Obeying the proper convention by staying exclusively in the right lane and driving a very legal speed? And it's not like I'm erratically going from 80-55-80. I'm doing exactly the same speed the entire time. They just somehow think that if they ride me long enough I'll just move out of their way instead of letting them pass me. It's good times. I'd rather have my real tire, but at least this gives me some entertainment on the drive.
Speaking of entertaining, I watched a girl come flying up behind me in her Subaru Outback, decide at the last second to swerve to the middle lane, realize someone was in it after starting her move and swerve back onto the right shoulder a little bit and almost rear-end me. It's was a great scene to watch in my rear-view. Although I think I would have preferred it if she'd hit me. I highly doubt I would have lost control and would have gotten some free parts for my car and a great rental car for probably a week.

The Wheels on my Car go Flat Flat Flat

So I just had yet another problem with my right front tire. On my way to hockey, coming down an unlighted street, in a pretty steady rain, at night, I found my way into a pretty wicked pothole and blew out the tire. Didn't even see it coming. Just thought it was your average puddle and paid it no mind. Nothing beats changing a tire in the rain on a dark side-street. Fortunately I've become old hat at this kinda thing and took less than 10 minutes from the time I pulled over til the time I was pulling away.
Yes, this is the very same wheel that had the flat tire not 3 weeks ago. I'm hoping they rotated the tires so I didn't just kill the brand new tire, but who knows. And yes, this is the wheel and tire that were bent and slashed, respectively, in the infamous bumper incident in CT.
So after I take a little morning detour to DirectTire to get yet another tire fixed, I'll be calling up the town of Watertown and giving them a piece of my mind. Our roads are straight up shitty. And several have been shitty for over a year now, so it's not like this is a new phenomenon in these tough times. I'm not expecting them to pay me back (mostly because I wisely buy the road hazard package on my tires knowing I have nothing but trouble). I really just want to give them shit for not fixing the roads. Maybe hear some weak-ass excuses as to why they just can't repave the roads or even patch the giant f'n holes in a timely fashion.

In better news, it's finally Cubs opening day!! I'm sitting here watching the DVRed ESPN broadcast from earlier, so no one call me and tell me how it ends. It's just so great to have baseball back. And RCN added WGN-HD in the offseason so I'll now be able to get about 1/2 of the games in HD this year. Glorious.
And on that note, I will now get back to my chips, salsa, beers, and Cubs in HD. Cause right now that's just about all that's going well for me tonight and about all I can hope to go well for me.

I'm Starting With the Man in the Mirror

No, the title isn't meant to be a lead-in to any deep and meaningful changes I plan on making to myself. I've just had that Michael Jackson song stuck in my head for the past 15 minutes and wanted to share.
It's always funny to me the little things that I notice from living with Hayley. Most of it stems from my tendency for habits and routines. Occasionally it's from my minorly OCD things. This one occurred to me as I was telling Hayley what I wanted from the grocery store. After years of doing my own shopping and shopping only for me, I've developed specific tastes for certain items. For instance I only eat Fuji apples; preferably organic fujis. I've found a brand of bread that I like best. I've also developed short-hand on my own shopping list. (Yes, I use a list cause I've proven many many times that I'm incapable of remembering everything I want without it.) So I can just write "lunch" and I know exactly what 4 things that means. Bread, deli meat, apples, bananas. Other things I want to check out before I get them. If the peaches are good I get a few; if not I get extra apples.
So while I know all of these things it's tough to quickly pass on this knowledge to Hayley on a week to week basis. So anytime I try to make a list for her, it's full of all these weird verbal directions. Most of which she doesn't understand. "Only get peaches if they're ripe and a good weight for their size." If you don't normally buy fruit, how the hell do you know what that means? "Get either buffalo chicken or regular roast beef from the deli. Whatever you think I'd like better." Right, that's real helpful. While that is how I do it, that doesn't help her very much.
Wow, could this be any more boring? This is why I don't normally do this on a lazy Saturday afternoon. But I'm in the midst of my Blackhawks-Cubs double header on TV and figured it was a good time. Naturally the Hawks just lost to the Bruins in a tough game, so hopefully the Cubs can pick me up here.
In more car news, I noticed today that my car antenna was broken off at some point. I'm not sure exactly when. I very rarely use the FM tuner, and I still get decent reception in town without it, so it's hard to say. But it was clearly broken off, not just unscrewed. I did glue it on after I had a previous one stolen, so that's not surprising. The best I can figure is that it snapped off the other day as I was pushing a foot of wet, heavy snow off of my hood. Of course I'm hoping it met a better end than that. My best-case scenario is that it was snapped off of my car while it was sitting outside either DirectTire or Nissan and used to whip the shit out of some punk. Hopefully I'll see some jerk walking down the sidewalk with the pattern of my former antenna welted across his face. That would rule.

Follow-up to Dealership Post

So I'm sure some of you have been sitting around thinking to yourself, "But Jarod, what happened with Herb Chambers?!" I'm happy to report that Hayley was able to successfully get her registration, inspection, and corrected odometer statement without trouble. And everyone was very nice and helpful, as well. Pretty much a complete 180 from the week leading up to it. Shocking!
Now what could have possibly caused this turn-about? Seems that the corporate office of HCH has joined my readership and sent a copy of Wednesday's post over to the GM at the dealership. As I actually thought possible, I'm betting they occasionally Google their name and see what comes up. Make sure no one is trashing them without reason. Or maybe I have a fan over there and never knew it!
To me, that sort of tainted their about-face. I was impressed and glad that the GM finally got involved and people stepped up to correct the problems that salesman Ron was causing. A big part of my frustration and anger with them was the fact that even as we explained what had been going on and were getting more and more jerked around, no one else showed any urgency to help us. Not even the sales manager seemed to care at all. Hell, no one even knew who was in the building on a day-to-day basis. We waited for 10 minutes on Wednesday while they paged Ron, who wasn't even working. We then witnessed a debate as to whether or not the finance guy was there. Way to be organized and know what the hell is going on around you.
Anyways...the fact that the corporate office called and probably read them the riot act means that they probably still could give 2 shits about us and their terrible service. They did what they did because their respective bosses told them to. So while the saga is finally over, neither of us ever wants to step foot in their dealership again. And I still can't recommend that anyone goes there. I've had dealing with 5 car dealerships in my life and this was the worst experience ever. And I haven't exactly had some good ones prior to this.
Whatever. I'm sure at least one person has had the same experience at every car dealership in the country. I guess it was just our turn to take one for the team.

Worst. Car Dealer. Ever.

Okay, time to vent a bit. So last week the wife buys a 2007 Honda Civic from Herb Chambers Honda here in Boston. Thursday night, to be exact. Even though they have a good reputation from people that have bought there, things were pretty bad from the start. Our salesman, Ron, was constantly dealing with other customers and/or issues while trying to sell us a car. And he either lied or was totally clueless about how the extended warranty works. But whatever, it was the right car at a good price and we shouldn't have to really deal with him much after that night. Right? Wrong. So she traded in her old car and wanted to just transfer the plates. On Friday when she picked up the car he said that they'd take care of all of it by Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest. The odometer statement was also wrong, but he said they'd have that fixed by Monday. Well here we are at 9pm on Wednesday night and guess what hasn't happened. We have no registration, inspection, odometer statement, insurance, etc, etc, etc. Ron has continued to lie to us and has yet to come through on anything commitment he's made. Doesn't matter what he said he'd do and by when, none of it has happened as promised. And yes, he totally hung us out to dry tonight again. Apparently by telling my wife "stop by this evening and we'll get everything straightened out and get you your registration" means that he'll be nowhere to be found and no one else in the dealership will have any idea of what's going on. Completely normal, right? It's been the most painful experience I've ever had with a car dealership, and I had a pretty bad one with a Subaru dealer a few years back. I thought watching those morons struggle to find the right paperwork and get it submitted correctly was pretty bad. These guys at Herb Chambers have blown them out of the water.
Right now I'm doing my best to not just step in front of Hayley and let them have it. She's on the mound right now and I will respect that. Until we get the car and we're done with them. Then I'll step up and make sure they know exactly how I feel about the events that have transpired. And since we're still not done there might be yet another chapter! But if it's not done by the time I get to volleyball tomorrow evening I am going to call them and rip someone a new asshole. So they have until about 6:30pm to do what they said they'd have done days ago before I lose it. Hayley won't launch into a profanity-filled tirade because she's a good person. I am not handicapped with such restraints.

Big Bargains on Idocy

So today I decided that with all my free time during the day I'd hit Costco when no one should be there. Turns out that I'm wrong. Not only are there lots of people there at 2pm on a Friday, but it attracts a ... certain kind of person. The idiots. And the old, but that's not their fault. And instead of most situations where they slowly sneak up on you when you least expect it and most require competency, this hit me right in the parking lot. It's amazing how many people can turn the simple act of guiding a car doing 10mph and putting it between 2 parallel lines into what seems like a Mensa quiz. Waiting for spots while someone loads their shit for 10 minutes instead of just parking 10 yards further from the door. Parking at some terrible angle and thus taking up 2 spots. Driving around aimlessly at 5mph looking for some mythical spot that whisks you instantly away to the inside of the store. Pretty aggravating. And it just got worse from there. Big shopping carts, endless choices and deals and things to consider, it's all way too much. So no, 2pm on a Friday is not a good time to go to Costco.

On a quick side note, watching "The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift" is another poor choice I've made so far today. And yet...here I am still watching it. Why? It's on, and Hayley's already in bed so I have to find quick ways to entertain myself. This is perfectly mind-numbing and can easily be done with little to no volume. I mean, this movie really is terrible. And I watch alot of terrible movies.

Quick show of hands; how many females watch the show "Two and a Half Men." Can't be many. So why are there so many commercials for feminine hygiene products and other distinctly female advertisements? I mean, really. There should be nothing more than beer and sports commercials.

Update: the movie just added a 67 Mustang fastback, almost my dream car. Right now I'm ignoring the fact that they dropped a Skyline engine in it and transformed it from a shell to a show-worthy race car in what couldn't have been more than a day and just enjoying it. What I wouldn't give to hear a tricked-out 289 with straight pipes under the hood instead.

Yeah, that's enough rambling for 1 night.
PEACE!!

"Game Changing Play" misnomer

Anyone that's been watching as much of the college bowl season as I have will have surely seen the promos for the Pontiac "Game Changing Play" contest. They list 5 plays to vote on and the popular winner wins. Here's my problem with it; all 5 plays were Touchdowns in the final seconds to win games. So while technically those plays changed the game in the sense that the game was decidedly different after the play, they're really game winning plays. Game changing plays are plays that happen in the middle of a game to dramatically shift the momentum. Usually no one scores on the play, but sometimes it's a pick-6, punt return, or huge offensive play. But it's not in the final seconds of a game; it's in the middle. Thus, you have both game winning and game changing plays.
But, understandably, true game changing plays are far less dramatic. It could be something as simple as a really big hit by a defender that turns a game around. That isn't nearly as media friendly as a miraculous TD pass to win a game as time expires.

I'm sure many of you have heard me complain about the companies in the world that have managed to reach into my brain and steal my unpublished ideas for their own benefit. Like how George Foreman made serious cash on my idea of using the top of a toaster oven to toast bread while I'm cooking a chicken breast in it. Tostitos has managed to do it again. As Hayley constantly kids me about, I have a tendancy to create elaborate imaginary scenarios after coming up with a humorous observation. I won't go into any examples right now, mostly cause I can't think of any. So in the commercial you see a guy standing in the chip aisle looking at bags of Tostitos scoops while we hear his internal dialog. After determining that the chips are like food luggage, he then creates a situation where he has an imaginary conversation with an imaginary person about his "food luggage". Normally I'd just see it as a funny commercial. But after having Hayley kid me about my little habit so much and make me hyper-aware of it, I can know clearly see that They have stolen my ideas once again. Who are "They"? I'm not real sure. But someone is clearly tapping into my inner thoughts and using them for profit without sharing a dime with me. Are they using satelites? Maybe they implanted a transmitter into my body during my last surgery which can tap into my brain signals and relay them to a transmission tower. I'm not sure. But what I am sure about is that I need to start sending them false thoughts. Throw them off in directions they don't want to be in. Like...hamburger earmuffs!