It Took A Rumor
To the promotional and marketing board directors of McDonald’s: Green straws, to coincide with the launch of Shrek 3, do not make your beverages more appealing. I understand you’re trying to compensate for the loss of your “Hugo Thirst” campaign, in which your “Big Gulp” sized drinks are only 69-cents. Still, for the rest of us who partake in your “value meals”, most of which consist of oversized sandwiches or mere scraps of chicken (you call “nuggets”), we do not find the off-yellow color of the straws at all appealing. Your straws also do not make me want to go see Shrek 3 anytime soon, though I was going to wait for it to come out on DVD anyway before I watched it. Just thought I’d pass that along.
After that paragraph, my quotation mark key needs a break. I wonder how people who use speech-recognition software make symbols like quotation marks or exclamation points. Do they have to use a sort of inflection in their voice?
Today, I did something bold and different—I planned out a nap time. I actually jotted it down on my dry-erase board and I plan to see it through. It’s from 2PM to 4PM Pacific time. I can’t remember the last time I actually took a nap, though I can remember the last time I didn’t want to take a nap. I was probably seven or eight, and I remember staring at the ceiling of my bedroom for about two hours. That was the day I discovered that foamy, bumpy white crap on the ceiling that comes off when you touch it. What’s that stuff made out of anyway?
Yesterday, I participated in an eBay auction for the first time ever. And in that same auction, I was outbid for the first time ever. I learned two things from this experience. The first thing I learned is that no matter how much you and the other person raise your maximum bid by dollar increments, a third person with a better buyer score will always come in at the very last second and win. This means that the entire auction means nothing until the very last two minutes.
The second thing I learned is that I really didn’t want another iPod anyway.
In my past life, I was a tree or something. If not a tree, something that grew old and didn't move very much. I'm pretty convinced of this.
May 25th, 2007 at 12:57 pm
Its stucco, the foamy, bumpy white stuff. and don’t touch it, its carcenogenic, although it might not be since your house is a newer one.
May 28th, 2007 at 8:31 pm
I hate that ceiling stuff. We have it too, and it foils my desire to paint the ceiling one day.
As for eBay, learn the art of sniping. Figure your absolute maximum bid, and wait until there’s oh.. say…. 30 seconds or so left on the auction. Then place your bid.
One, it lessens the chance of someone bidding after you. 2) It doesn’t give you time to go back and bid again (and again) if someone’s proxy bid was higher then yours should you be struck by a bidding fever. 3) Just a better chance of winning if it stays within your price range overall. :)
May 28th, 2007 at 8:35 pm
Jim: I didn’t know it was called stucco. Is it dangerous? I’d ask you on AIM, but you’re at the studio right now…
Debra: The art of “Sniping” is exactly what drives me crazy! That’s exactly what happened during the iPod auction. I think it’s really sneaky…but I’ll try it sometime anyway.
June 4th, 2007 at 6:43 pm
“I wonder how people who use speech-recognition software make symbols like quotation marks or exclamation points.”
Victor Borge had a great routine on Phonetic Punctuation - and of course, someone has posted it on YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-buiOOwXatM