1/31/07

The Sad State of My Room

I woke up this morning to the sound of nothing. It wasn't an alarm or any weird sounds from the other people who roam around in my house. Nothing. It was me opening my eyes and attempting to recognize my surroundings. I blinked once...twice...three times and realized my room was trashed. I got up and left.

Looks like Jack Bauer failed to stop that bomb from going off. And so begins another season of 'Twenties', readying for its final season.

1/28/07

Keep Your Enemies Closer

About 4 months back I had some issues with my automobile and, for any of you out there like myself who don’t know too much when it comes to mechanics, this can be a very unpleasant experience. I found myself being charged for a problem that wasn’t getting fixed and I couldn’t exactly understand for what service I was paying. It became the first time in a long time I let frustration turn into genuine anger. Needless to say, my relationship with my mechanic became very strained and like most love/hate relationships, I feel it made us closer.

About 1 month ago I got a letter in the mail from my dealer that enclosed a recall letter describing the exact issue that had been so frustrating. It was like an early Christmas gift since I was still dealing with the problem. I immediately took it to the dealer and had them replace the faulty part.

Then began my attempts at getting reimbursed for all of the problems I had struggled with previously since it was in direct relation to the recalled part. My efforts were not exactly being met as I had dreamed. A dream that had my dealer apologizing for the inconvenience and perhaps giving me a brand new car while throwing a party for me that had people tossing me up and down in the air while popping champagne corks and chanting “Feeble, Feeble, Feeble”. Instead they were just declining my request for reimbursement. It was then I went back to my mechanic and the two of us spent about 1/2 an hour exacting a letter that should help me get my money back. He even let me get behind his desk and work on his computer while he dealt with other issues. It was then I realized that though we had truly disliked each other for a time, he had developed some respect for me and I for him.

In the wise words of Wes Mantooth “I hate you Ron Burgandy, but goddammit I respect you.”

1/24/07

Having It My Way

I must admit, I am somewhat fascinated by the new Burger King. There's something about that transparent gaze and spine tingling smile that makes my heart sing. I sent out a X-mas card this year and it was a picture of me and the king. It's true.

I have two football King bobble heads at my work space; the "Regal Receiver" and the "Kicking King". Everyday I attend work I ask them if I can make it through another day and they look back at me and say "YES".

I own an XBOX. Not the new XBOX 360, but the old busted...xbox. I own a total of 3 games. Madden '06 (purchased with the xbox and played a total of 7 times, maybe?), The Sneak King, and Bumpin King w/ Brooke Burke (hot!...not in the game, that's more cute, but real life...hot!). I only play the King games. Why?

I have actually purchased Burger King food in the past 3 months, something that never happens since I make attempts at eating healthy. It was as if he was smiling at me from my rearview as I pulled into the drive-thru.

Am I alone in this fascination with the mystic King?

Do you think international relations would be better if we sent the King as an American ambassador? In my minds-eye, I can envision a picture of the Burger King with Hugo Chavez or Kim Jong-il and it doesn't seem all that ridiculious. Sadly enough, I'm probably more interested in what the King is doing than most country's leaders.

If I could truly have it my way, what would I do and would it include the King? I'm not talking about Elvis, I'm talking about The King. And honestly, it probably would.

1/20/07

Let's get this thing rolling...what do you say.

People I know and see and sometimes even physically touch have been encouraging me to get one of these up and running so I decided, after enough gentle shoving, that perhaps I should attempt to make some virtual friends.

Therefore, oh faithful reader, I have decided to put up my very first post.

As for the answer to my riddle? Why of course yours does.

Mr. Feeble

Mr. Feeble
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