It seems as though we finally need to clear up a thing or two about a thing or two...
First of all...this:
...is not parking. You seem to be under the misguided belief that it is since roughly 97% of your inhabitants seem dead set on doing it this way.
I know we are all "free spirits" here, railing against "The Man" or whatever you choose to call the imaginary outside force that has made your life miserable by trying to impose pesky "rules" on you, but sometimes... just sometimes, the rules actually make sense in terms of the greater good, which is, as I understand it, what you want. Yes?
SO... figure the fuck out how to park your goddamn cars. In a lot with 10 clearly marked spaces, you somehow make it impossible for more than 6 or 7 cars to park there. You are all assholes.
Second thing on my mind... now that the weather is nicer, if you are on a bike you must decide if you are traffic or pedestrian. You aren't both. And no matter how "right" you are in a given situation on the road, being right won't make you any less dead if I roll over top of you. I'm not anti-biker, I'm anti-asshole. Get your shit together, do what you are supposed to do, and everything will be fine. You don't own the fucking road. You SHARE it...
Lastly, unless you use Square with your smartphone, I can't give you any money in exchange for the service of bugging me and trying to make me feel sorry for you/guilty about me. I don't carry cash. Nice sign... you found a sturdy chunk of cardboard...kudos. Now fuck off.
Love,
-Uncle Galaxy
This sums me up more than I like to admit.
Here are a couple of pix from the road.
That is all.
...I really hate resizing. Every other social media site on the planet has figured out how to do it automatically, why can't SG?
The house I like, the location....not so much.
In other news:
Where the hell can I get a pair of toe cuffs??
That is all.
Okay, kiddlets... I just upgraded my phone and I feel the need to report the facts on the little piece of Bad-Ass that I just acquired. My old phone, a Droid X, is on it's last legs, due mostly to Mr. Butterfingers here. I dropped the motherfucker... a LOT. Which, if I were smarter about things, wouldn't be as huge of a deal if I had just invested in a fancy pants case and screen protectors to keep the damage to a minimum. That lesson has been learned. Amazon is my savior and appropriate gear is on the way, to be delivered (hopefully) before I toss this thing down the steps inadvertently.
So... what'd I get?
This:
The RAZR MAXX
Quick specs for the geeks among you:
Now... the reason I bought the MAXX... over all other options, is the battery life. Motorola advertises that it has a standby time of up to 380 hours, and a talk time of 21.5 continuous hours. Do I take them at their word? No... those numbers are under optimal conditions; I understand that. However, straight out of the box, this thing showed some might in the "juice" department. I charged it up to 100% and went through the whole process of activating it. It came off the charger at 5pm on Wednesday and didn't go back on until Thursday at just a little before 2pm... in that time I did the following:
- a lot of time logged on Google Talk (didn't quantify it, but it was a fair amount)
- 25 total minutes of video calls to my sister and my mom
- constant Facebook updates
- downloaded essential apps that I used constantly on the Droid X
- surfed the internet (a lot of pic viewing on SG) in general
The video time alone would have destroyed the battery on my previous phone. Oh, and most of that was done on Verizon's 4G network... which, as I understand it, is a battery drainer. I did figure out how to switch back to 3G only. Which is what it has been on ever since.
So, the reason I wanted/needed the battery life is this--I hate my job. Hate it. Absolutely loathe it. The only way I make it through the day is by listening to lots of music (streaming or stored) and podcasts (mostly streaming) and chatting with friends on Google Talk. I was eternally tethered to my desk (and the electrical outlet) all day. And my day is filled with a lot of "up and down" moments.
I need that phone to last all damn day...
Today was the first test, and goddamn if it didn't deliver.
I let it charge overnight, unplugging it at about 6:30 this morning. My standard work day is 8-4:30. I hit the ground running as soon as I got to work and started streaming two episodes of WTF with Marc Maron, and most of most recent Joe Rogan Experience. This took me from about 8:30 until 12:30--four hours--and the battery had only dropped 20%. In addition to the podcasts, I had every GPS option switched on, Skype was running in the background, and I was on a constant back and forth on Google Talk with bunnygirl2417...
Throw in some occasional Facebook time (and the sneaky look or two at SG) and I would call it an exceptional run at draining the battery.
After noon, I stopped using it to stream audio and just continued Talk and occasional interwebs surfing.
It is nearly 8pm as I write this and my battery is at 30%...this following plenty of interwebs action and half a dozen tutorial videos that come pre-loaded on the phone.
I'm sold.
I'll be devising various "stress tests" to really sock it to the battery over the next few weeks, with further reports to come.
It's criminal
There ought to be a law
Criminal
There ought to be a whole lot more
You get nothin' for nothin'
Tell me, who can you trust
We got whatcha want
And you got the lust
If you want blood you've got it
If you want blood you've got it
Blood on the streets
Blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter
Every last drop
You want blood
You've got it
Yes ya have
It's animal
Livin' in a human zoo
Animal
The shit that they toss to you
Feeling like a Christian
Locked in a cage
Thrown to the lions
On a second's rage
If you want blood you've got it
If you want blood you've got it
Blood on the streets
Blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter
Every last drop
You want blood
You've got it...
Imagine, if you will, how different the movie would have been if, without changing one word of dialogue... or altering any performance by the actors... without any change in direction... if everything were exactly the same...except...................instead of Titanic... it were called When Icebergs Attack... how different would that movie going experience be?
I really need to catch up on my little journally/bloggy type thing here in SGland. There are too many things that have come and gone that I would have liked to discuss in full, but now as those events become smaller dots in the rear view mirror of life, I feel less and less inclined to elaborate on them. I'll gloss over them, sure... but the grand stories that could have been will be lost forever due to my own laziness.
For now, there's this:
Uncle Galaxy's Guide to the Pacific Northwest: How to Behave as a Portlander
Can't wait for some mook, claiming to be Irish (as if it is required to drink to excess) to talk about how he traced his lineage back to discover that he is 1/32 Irish.
The other 31/32 thanks you for not affiliating yourself with them.
This phenomenon never occurs on Cinco de Mayo, though... no ethnic affiliation required to be a horse's ass on the 5th of May, apparently.
Racisits...
