The Manic Mechanic

Well, I was supposed to be up in Pennsylvania right now at the Sugarland concert, but that was canceled. Apparently the singer fell ill and the show was called off. We found information to obtain refunds for the tickets, hopefully that goes off without a hitch. It's a shame, I was looking forward to the show, we were also bringing Jeff's Mom and Dad along with us. Since the weather turned to suck and my ankle in complete pain, we skipped the trip to PA and the state fair (where Sugarland was performing) and will instead take care of things here at home.

I blew up at FedEx today for once again failing to leave a package due to "Customer not available or business closed". This is bullshit, because someone was home all day, and both of us were eating dinner at the time of the supposed delivery attempt. No door tag or anything was left, so it was more a case of the driver wanting to get back home early.

I'm looking forward to the presidential debates tonight, as long as they dont get canceled at the last minute. I have a feeling the debate will consist of nothing but pre-rehearsed, softball questions and topics.

In a political vein, I present to you an elite view of the political process in action, showing highly regarded individuals voicing their opinions in the candidates and issues:

(Tip o' the trucker hat to Joe.My.God.)

One word: Boomhauer.

Recent political events sure are bordering on bipolar, arent they? Hot on the heels of one of the most eloquent acceptance speeches in decades comes the announcement of McCain's veep choice. While I initially had my "WTF!" moment, I decided to test it on my knuckle-dragging cow orkers. Sure enough, most were thinking with their dicks and saying how this has cemented their vote, blah blah. I really wanted to use my lunch break for a trip up the road to one of the local foundries for a big ladle-full of molten aluminum to bring back with me to pour into the crotches of these apes. Being that I did not want to take another trip to return the empty foundry ladle, I decided against the trip. Seriously, I think this country gets what it deserves when the stupid are allowed a say in important matters.

But, anyway.

The weather here has been delightfully cool and rainy for a change. The yard is parched, the gardens in serious need of weeding, and I've a three day weekend ahead of me. We had planned a big cookout for tomorrow, but we postponed it due to disinterest, back-outs and scheduling conflicts. Hmm, shades of a part of this post. Jeff and I will most likely scoot off the the MD State Fair tomorrow barring too much rain for some bad-for-you fairgrounds food as a break. I guess I will have more pictures of disinterested livestock, too-cute baby animals, the occasional hot farmer types and crowd shots among the exhibitions and rides. I'll be sure to wear a dark shirt in order to look like a crazed cocaine addict after clawing my way through too-hot funnel cake piled high with 10-X confectioner's sugar.

Speaking of state fairs (and sugar), Jeff and I will be in PA for theirs, but for reasons different than the above for a change. We have tix to see Sugarland perform, which should be a lot of fun. While I might seek my sustenance on progrock and metal, it's good to have a diverse taste in music. Besides, Sugarland kicks serious ass in my book.

Speaking of Pennsylvania, Jeff managed to snag eBay tix for the Penn State football game. Jeff liiikes Penn State. I enjoy the occasional football game too. But, I become a football widow for these next several months as Jeff watches televised Penn State and Cowboy games since I dont enjoy the game on TV as much.

And since my entries arent complete without some geekery of sorts, my god box server has been fitted with it's 21st and final internal hard drive and should soon start accumulating the last bits in order to make it more than a gutless wonder. For some dumb reason, instead of building this one from the motherboard on out, this one started collecting hard drives, optical drives, fans, media readers and the bigass power supply before the real working guts. It looks complete from the outside, but inside is nothing more than a pile of drives and fans. Silly me, I spose.