Senior Meme

Meme (stolen from vonpookie)

Fill this out about your SENIOR year of high school!
The longer ago it was, the more fun the answers will be!!

1. Did you date someone from your school? Yes. Never dated anyone in school for more than two weeks though.

2. Did you marry someone from your high school? No.

3. Did you car pool to school? Occasionally.

4. What kind of car did you have? Started with a 1986 Chevy Cavalier. Ended with a 1983 Pontiac J2000.

5. What kind of car do you have now? 2008 Scion XB

6. It's Friday night...where are you? (then) Work.

7. It is Friday night...where are you? (now) Home with the wife. Friday is too busy to go out to the places we like to go out to. We go out Thursday or Sunday nights instead. :)

8. What kind of job did you have in high school? Grocery clerk.

9. What kind of job do you do now? Computer/Server maintenance and troubleshooting for a communications company.

10. Were you a party animal? You would have thought so considering the hours I kept and how little I slept... but no. Lots of work and hanging out in various living rooms.

11. Were you considered a flirt? I'm told I was, but it was unintentional. I was really just clueless.

12. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? No. I took some music/piano lessons, but nothing in school.

13. Were you a nerd? The real nerds didn't think so, but other people did. I prefer geek anyway.

14. Did you get suspended or expelled? Suspended. Several times. The only reason I was never expelled was because a couple of really nice teachers vouched for me. The one that didn't involve fighting involved a nervous study hall monitor that pegged as a terrorist mastermind that was corrupting kids. Long story. I was innocent in any case.

15. Can you sing the fight song? I know one existed, but I never learned it. In fact, only a few cheerleaders and teachers knew it at all. I still remember the one for my grade school though, believe it or not.

16. Who was/were your favourite teacher? Mrs. Curry. She kept me from getting expelled once, and was a really interesting teacher besides. I had her for three different classes throughout the years. Next favorite was a history/econ teacher that recruited me for academic decathalon because I skipped most of his classes and aced the tests.

17. Where did you sit during lunch? Alternated between gas station pizza and Taco Bell.

18. What was your school's full name? Sun Prairie High School.

19. When did you graduate? 1997

20. What was your school mascot? A "Fighting" Cardinal.

21. If you could go back and do it again, would you? Eeeeh... I'd be more likely to relive High School than grade school or Middle School.

22. Did you have fun at Prom? No... I skipped prom and worked extra hours at the grocery store. I was never dating anyone near prom time anyway.

23. Do you still talk to the person you went to Prom with? Fuck you and your prom-centric ways. I didn't go to homecoming either.

24. Are you planning on going to your next reunion? If they have one, sure. It would be great to see some of those people again. I have no idea if they'll have another though... I haven't heard good things about that.

25. Do you still talk to people from school? A couple of them. I'm still good friends with one person I went to school with, and occasionally see a few others.

Picture meme

take a picture of yourself right now. don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair...just take a picture. post that picture with NO editing. post these instructions with your picture.

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I always forget to put things here

It must default to using friends names when you don't have any interests of note.

I'm posting it anyway. Thanks to all that I stole this from.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, Clme sent to me...
Twelve zornogs drumming
Eleven staringgoldfishs piping
Ten thejeers a-leaping
Nine lamfears dancing
Eight jimbojones a-milking
Seven mightymonjus a-swimming
Six dlacks a-laying
Five one-e-e-etinsloths
Four abitmentals
Three mittens_of_dooms
Two eldritch_cranks
...and a penismightier in a pear tree.
Get your own Twelve Days:


Finished. Sat down and spent about eleven hours reading it.

Now I can come back on the internet and stop avoiding the places I've been avoiding the last few days. (It was the only way to avoid spoilers once the advance copies were leaked.

Whats that you say? Everyone else is busy reading it too?

Well damn. At least tomorrow it will be interesting to read half the worlds opinions on the book without having to worry about spoilers.


So its 3am on my birthday and I'm sitting here contemplating bellybutton lint instead of sleeping. I'm predicting that I will probably have a late night this evening, so this isn't good.

Truth be told I haven't had a full nights sleep in two weeks. Although thats not abnormal for me, the sleep I have been getting has not been very restful. Five hours of sleep feels like two.

So, much like any problem the first order of business is how to divide the blame. At first I tried to blame the arthritis in my elbows and knees, but its not that much worse than normal and I've been dealing with it since I was 17 (thank you Lyme disease). Next on my complaint list was allergies... but the allergies come and go, even if they have been bad the last couple days. Anxiety about the new job and money is definitely higher than normal, but that doesn't cover this span of time either. Meh. Probably all of the above.

In the end though the blame always comes back to the lawn gnomes... you just cant trust people that wear pointy hats. They did remove the thorn from that foxes paw though so they cant be all bad. Of course, the fox immediately went and terrorized the faeries in the back yard and now they wont milk the aphids for their faerie syrup. I wonder what color faerie syrup tastes like? I bet it tastes better than bellybutton lint. I bet the dryer would know. I should ask it. Be right back.

A year ago I gave up working on cars. Now I've given up buying used cars.

So I took a new position a few weeks ago. I start it in an official capacity next week.

Bonuses to new position:
1) 10% payraise.
2) More chances for recognition of the work I've been doing.
3) A (good) boss that I've worked with before.

Negatives of new position:
1) The job is across town, about a 40 minute drive compared to my current 5 minute drive.
2) I lose the company vehicle.
3) I lose overtime and on-call pay (its salary)
4) I may have inadvertently hurt my chances of getting a better position in a month or two.

Because I'm losing the company vehicle I took stock of my current car and realized that I dont trust it. Its a twelve year old Taurus, and after the squirrel-eating-it incident and the fact that Taurus transmissions have failed on me before I decided it was time for a different vehicle. Not much different than what I've done before... except for once I was actually considering a new vehicle.

Providing of course it met basic requirements like good reviews, reliability ratings, and mileage. I didn't need another 22mpg or worse gas guzzler after all. I also didn't need another 35mpg car that didn't start.

I test-drove a few cars before I made a decision. The Toyota Corolla (I've always liked corollas). The Saturn Ion (I like some versions of this). The Scion xB (My uncle has one and it was fun to drive and looked unique). I even looked at a few used options that were at least less than 5 years old :)

I bought the Scion xB for 16,500. They gave me $1000 trade-in for my 96 Taurus and I gave them a $1500 down payment. Apparently the Taurus only got that much because I had new snow tires on it and the appraiser figured he could turn that into a profit.

Its really amazing what this thing comes with standard. A 6CD changer, A/C, power mirrors/windows/locks, keyless entry, stability system, side curtain airbags, etc. I got the stickshift (better mileage and cheaper) and the only 'option' I bought was the floormats.

I like it. I like it a lot.

OMG I wasn't driving and my car got eaten by a squirrel and WHEEEEEEE!

I tend to only drive my car about three times a week anymore, since I make use of a vehicle my company provides for me for any work-related travel. Because of this, I have taken to parking the work truck in my garage, and leaving my car out on the street or in the driveway. This isn't because I want to protect the work truck, but rather because I dont like scraping my windows and waiting for the truck to warm up every winter morning. Besides, my car is ten years old, so its not like I'd be completely heartbroken if it got hail or salt damage at this stage.

Well, yesterday I got in the car to go to the store and noticed it was running funny. I didn't fret too much though, and figured I'd worry about it later. I'm looking at spending about 800 bucks on this car for transmission and maintenance work soon, whats another couple hundred for a MAF sensor or a set of sparkplugs?

Today I get in the car and go off to a christmas party and find that not only is it running a little rough, but now the 'service engine soon' light is flashing at me. Ok. Suddenly I'm fretting. Flashing is bad. Past experience has taught me that flashing normally means something wrong with the ignition system, and typically you're supposed to pull over as soon as possible to avoid damaging the car worse.

But, being me, I dont listen to past experience or 'good advice' and finish my driving and dont look at it until I get back home. Hell, I almost dont look at the damn thing at all, even then!

The reason for this is that after 12 years of having to rebuild and wrestle with every vehicle I've ever owned I dread opening the hood now. Especially since I'm not driving the little GM or Toyota 4 cylinders right now. I'm driving a motherfucking 1996 Ford Taurus (V6) with the engine sitting at some strange fucking angle that makes even changing spark plugs an adventure I am willing to pay someone else for. What makes it even more aggravating is that I can almost afford to have other people work on my car (a novelty I didn't use to have) so I really have to argue with myself before I open the hood and look.

I didn't have this much dread when I was riding around in borrowed cars while trying to make a $100 Pontiac 6000 work by zip-tying a radiator (from a buick) and choke cable (from a lawn mower) into it.

Well anyway, my personal psychoses aside, I opened the hood while the engine was running and started to look for signs of bad plug wires (but there was no arcing) or water in a distributor cap (...and there were electronic coils instead of a rotor). Well, I'm still hung up on it being an ignition problem so I start considering ways to get at the back 3 spark plugs without hurting myself and even start to wonder if I can check the readings from the cam sensor with a multimeter.

Thats when I notice that a few of the visible wires dont look right.

In fact, as soon as I start to look at the wiring closely, I notice that an awful lot of wiring is just plain missing. (as in not there!)

More specifically, the wires for two of the fuel injectors seems to have gone away completely, and an awful lot of other wires show teeth marks, missing insulation, or signs of various other rodent related damage.

Great. Suddenly the cost of having the car fixed has skyrocketed to the point where it would behoove me to do the work myself. Of course, I dont have a replacement wiring harness available, or the correct color-coded wires, but I'm sure I can make something work with the supplies I have on hand. (a blowtorch, a bunch of automotive wire, and some heat-shrink tubing). My only hope is that the fuel injectors have enough wire left on them for me to connect to. :-(

Fucking squirrels. In the country I can park my car in a field for a week and not get anything worse than a bees nest in the grille and mice in my air filter. Living in the goddamned city I get my car eaten by rodents if I dont drive it every day.

What response do I get when I tell this story to others? "Thats what you get for not using your garage for your car". Right. I haven't HAD a garage for the last 12 years, but as soon as I have one I'm supposed to expect my car to start getting gnawed on like stale peanut butter unless I lock it up.

How the heck do you fail this test?

Not a very comprehensive test. I think I prefer the old 'purity' test, even if it did take 3 hours to complete. :-)

Stolen from Dave:

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