Here and There

God, I almost think they should be bound to keep it up.

I’m a borderline OCD sufferer, sure. But I realize how dependent I’ve become on certain blogs when their keepers go on vacation.

Case in point: Andrew Sullivan’s Daily Dish, perhaps my favorite for the moment. Sullivan, like most responsible bloggers, has left his baby in good, trusted hands. But it’s just not the same.

I’m not totally in love with Craig Crawford’s Trail Mix, but he’s got that damn photo of himself in a hammock up while his minions simply post open threads on a daily basis. Fine. Rub it in, Craig and Co.

I’m not always appreciative of the amazing Jason Kottke’s choice of substitute. The exception would be the last time he went away (can’t find that person’s name, and am in a hurry to pack bags and get out of here).

But yeah. That’s all. And not that I have any fans or devotees on this level, but here I am bailing out for a little more than a day. Don’t miss me.

I did a search for the application, and went to its page. It said I had already added, so I navigated to the application from there, and everything seems to work again. It’s even showing up on the left under my applications.

But then I went back to my main Facebook page, and it disappeared again. I tried the search trick once again, and it wasn’t coming up. Then suddenly, it was.

I can breathe again.

Geez, Scrabs, you’re acting more bipolar than my next-door neighbor. Thanks for the scare.

From teh OMG WTF? Deptartment:

For a few minutes, it was still showing up under my applications. Now, it’s gone. I’ve logged out and back in, and nada.

Halp!

Not sure what it is, but I’m down on the election today. There’s plenty of “news” out to sway me either way, I suppose, and maybe the negatives win the day today.

I feel the need for a superdelegate to endorse somewhat like I used to need a cigarette. I.e., badly.

Wouldn’t it be sweet?

Had to repost this brilliant item from Jodi Lipper and Cerina Vincent at HuffPo: “Where Mayo Goes to Hide“

Had some last-minute canvassing to do this morning — had a list of pledged Obama supporters, names, phone numbers, addresses. I was tasked with delivering door-hangers with polling information.

Man, I thought, how am I gonna get all those addresses into a format I can use? And what technology? I don’t have a printer, so wtf?

It occurred to me that I could whittle the list down to just addresses in a spreadsheet, then copy that list into an email. Then I could access my email via iPod Touch’s Mail app. Sure enough, it was exactly what I needed. I even managed to sort the list while I was in Excel into an order that made sense on the ground.

Go me!

A friend down there who voted for Bush in both elections told me today he’s voting for Barack Obama in his state’s March 4 primary. He’s no party Republican, but he has been on the more conservative side of things for some time now. He’s just one example of Obama’s broad appeal.

Yet another dollar got stuck in the soda machine here at work today. Someone now owes me either $3 or $4. I think I’ll be charging interest for the pain and distress involved.

To top it all off, I took my bills downstairs to Walgreens, where I was charged $1.02. Besides the outrageous pricing for a can of cola, the cashier wouldn’t give me the $0.02. Argh! Don’t get me started on pennies.

Editing and weeding out photos from a 10-day vacation is a job in itself. I want to call in sick …

Just listed an item on eBay, and ran into some unexplainable error, so I went to the help section and, purely for shits and giggles, decided to try “Live Help,” eBay’s version of IM customer service.

After waiting about five minutes (hands-free, of course), I was “connected with a customer representative,” Shelby P. Somethingorother.

Shelby proceeded to robotically walk me through some troubleshooting questions, and I kept wondering, Seriously, is she a human? I was tempted to type a little question, one that would trip her up if she were a robot, but might make her laugh if she were human. I never did that.

Instead, I let her help me solve the problem, issue an apology for a sitewide problem they’re experience, and then I tried to quickly do the equivalent of hang up. I swear, I could hear Shelby’s voice as she sent the following message:

“Is there anything else I can help you with today, Jeff?”

My response? “no k thx bye”

Some may deem me deprived, but one of the top five best things in life is when I’m doing whatever it is I’m doing, and my dog comes over and says hi.

Hi, Gida.

Had an interesting prior 24 hours. In that time:

I think my attitude for today is to assume that nothing works. It would be amazing if this post goes live seamlessly.

Just in case I have any devoted readers out there, I want to apologize for posting so haphazardly lately.

No, no, it’s not the busy excuse. It’s the my-job-sucks-and-is-really-stressful-and-so-I-spend-all-my-free-time-socializing-
or-with-my-girlfriend-and/or-my-dog excuse.

Sorry.

I too miss mepedia. I guess I haven’t really been learning much lately, outside of the occasional new word from playing Scrabulous.

So, bear with me as I do my best to fix the problem of overworked, underpaid, and no brain cells.

A few years ago, I was shopping around for glasses, and had simultaneous realizations:

1) I’m a picky bitch.
2) Glasses are particularly hard to shop for.

I won’t go into detail about item 1 here. But it dawned on me that because glasses are worn by glasses-wearers every day (unlike other items of clothing and accoutrement), it is important to find a pair the wearer really likes. No half-assing when it comes to glasses.

There’s also the fact that this was circa 2002 or 2003, before eyewear fashion came back to its senses with modest designs. Everything then was either way too big, or too much those little German rectangular numbers.

Anyway, it also occurred to me recently that shoes (for most guys, at least) are the same way. Most of us tend to wear one or two pairs just about every day. And haircuts too, but less so for people who have enough hair to be able to wear it different styles from one day to the next, a concept that blows my mind.

Not really. Well, all may not agree, anyway.

But I like it when things like Barry Bonds hitting a home run to become the person who has hit the most home runs happen. Like it did tonight.