Russell & Kimmy

I have this theory that white pickup trucks are inherently evil. It seems that everytime I come across a white pickup truck while driving they either tailgate me or cut me off. And this morning was with out fail, I had to deal with a truck that would cut me off and speed down 360 only to get stuck behind someone, endup behind me and ride my bumper like a frat boy on a keg. Then the whole cycle would repeat. Really irritating, its also amazing to me that one little event can ruin a day. In other fun news my cellphone finally broke and I got a new one. Its red and plays music which is wonderful since I have a 1/2 mile walk fromt he car to class. So if I haven’t called you recently there are one of two choices, either I don’t have your number since it is stuck in the old phone where I can’t get it OR I don’t like you and am using the broken phone as an excuse not to call. I will let you decide which. Well I am at work and really don’t feel like doing anything so I am going to go read the paper and curse white pickup trucks.

I was running a few errands of a romantic nature today and had the pleasure of listening to KUTs interview of Ben Bentzin and Donna Howard. In case you have missed the scant media attention and the attack adds and you live in central Texas, they are doing a special election to fill the seat of Texas House District 48. Anyway I just wanted to fill you in on one very important detail Ben Bentzin is either a complete and utter moron or his views or so extreme he can’t mention them on the radio. Every question they asked him he brough up several points and ended up talking about something completly different. It reminded me a lot of Shrub from GTA3: Vice City. He talked alot and pretty soon people just had to stop listening to him. Uggh I hope he doesn’t get elected because he cares about education but not enough to fund it, he cares enough to set high goals but not state how to reach them….honestly I have no clue what he was talking about hence the moron; but at least he cares enough to be able to vote on both sides of an issue.

Well back to the romance that I mentioned, Kimmy and I have a tradition of not eating out on Valentien’s Day. This tradition started about 2 years ago when Macaroni Grill screwed up my reservactions and we ended up eating 2.5 hours later than expected. So we order some take out, get a few bottles of wine and watch a romantic movie. Well for a few reasons we decied to celebrate Valentien’s Day early; we also decided to rename it to prevalentien’s day or perv day for short. So I got some wine, some fuit, some chocolate, some meat, a romantic movie and am sitting here blogging to you while I recover from all of it, so happy Perv Day hope you get lots of flowers and candy.

So I have been reading Rousseau’s Discourse on the Origin of Inequality (strangly enough the introduction took up 1/3 of the book) and he speaks of the beginnings of language. And if I am geting it (which I may not) it sounds like man developed language and then society. I don’t know if I agree with this because with out a society language can not form, but thats an argument I really don’t feel like thinking about. He wasn’t to happy that language was created; mainly because it eventually leads to the downfall of man and the creation of society, and he blasts society as humanity’s biggest mistake. Esentially it is society that injects vice into the soul of man.

And you know what I have to agree with him. And here is why, as much as I loathe having to go to work and actually do something I do my best and very rarely ever make a mistake. And when customers call in I realize that our phone system sucks, other people are rude and this is probably the last thing that they want to do. So everytime I call in I try to sound positive and helpful, some people call it sucking up, and empathize with the customer. What I have never been able to figure out though is how some people can be such jerks to some one they have never met and who is actually trying to help them. I realize that we all have been jerks at one point or another and usually when I do it I feel wretched later, but some people are just rude and don’t seem to care. It times like those I always have the urge to call them Un-American buttfaces, I wonder if people ever realize that its actions like those that destroy a country. Well enough ranting on rude customers most of the time customers are really nice (although ocassionally dumb) and are a pleasure to talk to. My favorite one was the individual who called in threatening to sue us, I told him go ahead here is the people you need to send the notice to and have fun in court it really seemed to fluster him, people don’t seem to realize when they do business how much publicly accessible information they have floating around and that there are no laws governing its collection. Oh well I am done ranting.

And right now Kimmy is watching our wedding video, I pointed out to her that we had an old priest and a young priest like the movie the Exorcist, she didn’t seem to think that was funny. So I am going to flee for my life and watch the 20/20 special on rudeness.

Kimmy here. I would like to give the world my review of book 3 of the Chronicles of Narnia.

The Horse and His Boy by C.S. Lewis - reviewed by Kimmy (in a sarcastic voice)

There is this horse, and there is his boy. Did I mention that the horse can talk, and by the way his name is Bree. The boy’s name is Shasta. Well they runaway and where to - Narnia of all places. Along the way Shasta meets a boy who looks exactly like him, and everybody keeps mistaking Shasta for a prince, hmmmm…… About 2 or more chapters are about one day’s travel is so…. entertaining. Well there is a war going on and in the end Rabadash (one of the bad guys) undergoes a change. He starts to change into the form of a donkey, or better yet I love the way Aslan addresses it.

“Now hear me, Rabadash,” said Aslan. “Justice shall be mixed with mercy. You shall not always be an Ass.” (pg. 235)

And in the end Shasta finds his true father who is a king. Oh and the boy that looked like him, that was his brother. Oh no, not just a brother but a TWIN brother. Wow!

- End of Review.

Well to start with, I am exhausted. Kimmy zonked out on me last night so I got up after she started lightly snoring, booted up the computer and started messing with FallOut2. That game may be old but it is still fun. Plus its fun to cheat and give your self the really awsome weapons. Anywho it took me about an hour before that got boring so I headed back to bed and found the wife snuggled up to my pillow. It was cute but I really need that pillow so I had to push and pry my way to the pillow and my side of the bed. Then the kicker came, I wasn’t tired. I hate that, everynow and then I am just not tired and I always pay for it the next day; so now I am exhausted.

The great thing about being exhausted is that time for some reason does not appear to be linear. So I have spent my morning sitting at my desk watching the little counter on Earnistine (our phone software) telling me how long I have been waiting for a call. It was all fun and games till I realized that was my life ticking away. Talk about depressing, so now I am sitting in my gray little cube exhausted and fatalistic. The nice thing is I have some time to sit here and play web sudoku.

Well a call interrupted me so I have lost the urge to write.