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Our government should invest in an error/fail whale message.

This is absolutely, unbelievably, out-of-this-world ridiculous. 

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Edit: Don’t even get me started on this.

What is wrong with people?

I understand that car wrecks are morbidly attention-catching. But I don’t understand pulling over on an overpass and getting out of your vehicle to watch the wreck of a motorcycle being lifted onto a flatbed. I get being curious. But really? Really?! Seriously?! One guy had a kid with him! A KID! A straight-up child, he could not have been older than nine.

To all the people I saw on that overpass today, take a look at yourselves and your life decisions. How would you feel if that was you or someone you knew in that accident and people were just gawking at the spectacle without any concern for the human being who had been on that motorcycle moments before?

And all of this is coming from a person who laughs at her friend when he, in all seriousness and absolute distress, comes to me for comfort after being woken up by a nightmare. I literally couldn’t breathe nor could I stop the laughter. Thank goodness he was still half asleep and didn’t realize how much he cracked me up.

One more thing…

You signed a contract. Stop trying to embarrass Verizon. It’s you and your family who should be embarrassed. You who did not clearly read the materials provided before signing a contract, who let your son roam the house with the cell phone connected to his laptop and who is now fighting this charge every way possible except for the way that could possibly be effective.

The time of my state senators will be much better spent legislating than picking up your wasteful crusade.

Anyone know where I can find some pre-Gutenberg era typefaces?

Do you think using the Greek alphabet would be too pre-Gutenberg?

Keep your nuptial plans out of my Facebook feed.

Facebook updates about too-cute/sweet/amazing-for-words-even-though-you-persist-in-writing-about-him-on-FB fiances and wedding plans sicken me.

I don’t care that you’re exploring venues, swimming in poofy, white wedding dress after poofy, white wedding dress and stuffing your face with food samples. I’m sure 90% of your Facebook friends don’t give a damn either.

If you really feel the need to share, start a blog and get the hell off Facebook. Thanks.