A quickie...
...er...um...not the best title for a blog entry.
Not much happened yesterday. There was some rain, some wind, and the incessant sound of hammering from the construction of the house behind us...incessant...head-pounding...insanity-inducing...hammering...
Brian came over last night about 6:15 to seek help in restoring his Quicken backup data. Managed to get that done, but it took a lot longer than expected, so I got up to the church too late to help Eric with cleaning out the closet. D'oh! Sorry about that, man...
The new Publix here in Decatur opened today. I'm excited about that. Yes, it's sad, I know, to be excited about something like this... But when you live in a town like this, those kinds of things make for big news. Having a Publix here is like adding a little dose of civilization to this town.
(Think about Dennis Leary rants as you read this). You know what else I'd like to see? 1. An Olive Garden. 2. An Outback Steakhouse. 3. Macaroni Grill. 4. Best Buy OR Circuit City. I'd like to see a mall with stores that sold more than just NASCAR memoribilia. I also want to be able to get in my car and drive to these places without worrying about all the drivers around here who are NOT used to driving on roads with asphalt...drivers who actually repair damage to their autos with wood...yes, wood...drivers who push their 1982 Dodge Omnis with visibly bad alignment beyond mechanical limits by driving down the beltline at 75 mph. I want my choice of cable OR DSL where I live. I want cable TV where they screen local programming for stupidity. I want trash pickup to happen more than once a week. I want this town to be a place where Wal-mart is a place to shop, and NOT a place to just hang out on Saturdays and screw up all the parking. I want to know what moron designed all the access roads. I want a post office that's convenient AND has more than 3 parking spaces. I want to know why "Checks Cashed Here" buildings all use bright, tacky yellow signs. I want to to live where you can drive down the freeway and NOT read billboards for companies that sell bail bonds. I want progress. I've seen the opposite of that. It's a 1980s Dodge with a sheet of plywood fastened where the front bumper and grill are supposed to be...and the headlights, turn signals, and (LOL) the grill are screwed into the wood. Think Mad Max meets Ernest P. Worrell.
So, Publix is a shining light of civilization...I'm pretty pumped about that.
KEY PHRASES: "At least Kyle forgets music for everyone else, too." "Don't worry Brian, I'll delete all the files with all your account numbers and credit information...really...I will...really...TRUST me." (hehe...just kidding...I won't even open Quicken, and I'll uninstall it once I know you're all back up and running).
Not much happened yesterday. There was some rain, some wind, and the incessant sound of hammering from the construction of the house behind us...incessant...head-pounding...insanity-inducing...hammering...
Brian came over last night about 6:15 to seek help in restoring his Quicken backup data. Managed to get that done, but it took a lot longer than expected, so I got up to the church too late to help Eric with cleaning out the closet. D'oh! Sorry about that, man...
The new Publix here in Decatur opened today. I'm excited about that. Yes, it's sad, I know, to be excited about something like this... But when you live in a town like this, those kinds of things make for big news. Having a Publix here is like adding a little dose of civilization to this town.
(Think about Dennis Leary rants as you read this). You know what else I'd like to see? 1. An Olive Garden. 2. An Outback Steakhouse. 3. Macaroni Grill. 4. Best Buy OR Circuit City. I'd like to see a mall with stores that sold more than just NASCAR memoribilia. I also want to be able to get in my car and drive to these places without worrying about all the drivers around here who are NOT used to driving on roads with asphalt...drivers who actually repair damage to their autos with wood...yes, wood...drivers who push their 1982 Dodge Omnis with visibly bad alignment beyond mechanical limits by driving down the beltline at 75 mph. I want my choice of cable OR DSL where I live. I want cable TV where they screen local programming for stupidity. I want trash pickup to happen more than once a week. I want this town to be a place where Wal-mart is a place to shop, and NOT a place to just hang out on Saturdays and screw up all the parking. I want to know what moron designed all the access roads. I want a post office that's convenient AND has more than 3 parking spaces. I want to know why "Checks Cashed Here" buildings all use bright, tacky yellow signs. I want to to live where you can drive down the freeway and NOT read billboards for companies that sell bail bonds. I want progress. I've seen the opposite of that. It's a 1980s Dodge with a sheet of plywood fastened where the front bumper and grill are supposed to be...and the headlights, turn signals, and (LOL) the grill are screwed into the wood. Think Mad Max meets Ernest P. Worrell.
So, Publix is a shining light of civilization...I'm pretty pumped about that.
KEY PHRASES: "At least Kyle forgets music for everyone else, too." "Don't worry Brian, I'll delete all the files with all your account numbers and credit information...really...I will...really...TRUST me." (hehe...just kidding...I won't even open Quicken, and I'll uninstall it once I know you're all back up and running).
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