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Hippies Suck.
Rain Sucks.
The DVD Store ripped us off
The Book Store Loves my Graphic Novels
I am still about 200 dollars short.That is all.
Yep, rain. As predicted.
I nearly called off even going out there (I wish I did, as it would have saved us a ton of effort moving all that crap around)
It started raining before we went out, I asked them to move the damn sale into the gym. Everyone’s stuff got wet.
I sold all the DVDs and Books, and m,ade around 300 bucks for it. I should have made 500, but I couldn’t get a fair price for my dvds.
Jen and I fought a bit over her driving, but I think I was just frustrated and lashing out.
Oh well.
Hippies Suck.
Rain Sucks.
The DVD Store ripped us off
The Book Store Loves my Graphic Novels
I am still about 200 dollars short.That is all.
Yep, rain. As predicted.
I nearly called off even going out there (I wish I did, as it would have saved us a ton of effort moving all that crap around)
It started raining before we went out, I asked them to move the damn sale into the gym. Everyone’s stuff got wet.
I sold all the DVDs and Books, and m,ade around 300 bucks for it. I should have made 500, but I couldn’t get a fair price for my dvds.
Jen and I fought a bit over her driving, but I think I was just frustrated and lashing out.
Oh well.
Crossposted from: http://blog.nitemayr.com/2007/06/09/garage-sale-post-script/
On Saturday June 9, we will be taking part in the community Garage Sale at River Terrace Apartments in Eugene, we;’ll have a ton of toys, comics, electronics and various stuff for sale. These things would be staying in the house if it was practical to ship it home to Canada, so take this opportunity to come on by and pick up some former treasures.
See you on Saturday, barbecue at 11AM!
Yes, we are selling even more stuff tomorrow, A tivo and all… sigh.
Crossposted from: http://blog.nitemayr.com/2007/06/08/garage-sale-ad/
We took NiteCat to her classmates birthday party out in Springfield today. It was at splash, a water park type deal. Thankfully they let me wear a shirt into the pool, no one needs to see my fish-belly gut.
We also attempted to surmount spencers butte again, we got about a mile up this time, I really want to get to the summit before I leave the states.
We took NiteCat to her classmates birthday party out in Springfield today. It was at splash, a water park type deal. Thankfully they let me wear a shirt into the pool, no one needs to see my fish-belly gut.
We also attempted to surmount spencers butte again, we got about a mile up this time, I really want to get to the summit before I leave the states.
Crossposted from: http://blog.nitemayr.com/2007/06/03/birthday-party-at-splash/
NiteCat, NiteGirl and I went up Skinner’s Butte today. No Mean feat. Well, not really, it’s a short walk but NiteGirl and I are pretty out of shape, so it was good exercise either way. This was yet another excuse to take pictures and generally gawk at Eugene as we will be leaving ever so soon.
I reward your patience with a picture:
This was taken at the water fountain at the top of the Butte, where the water is apparently the only chlorinated water in the whole city. It tasted awful, but it takes a nice picture nonetheless.
Additionally, here is a nice picture from Alton Baker park, taken the day before:
Taken amongst a crowd of goslings, awwww.
Anyway, if you are interested here’s the skinny on my Car “The Batmobile” (Which is nicer than the Fatmobile)
NiteGirl, NiteCat and I were leaving the theater after the ignominious “Third Movie” when we realized that the car felt a bit odd on the passenger side. Looking at the wheel, we confirmed that it was a little low on air and we proceeded to fill it up, at which point I noted that the metal from the inside of the tire was coming through; but on the INNER edge of the tire quell surprise.
So, off to Firestone we go. Look, I’m aware of the issues they have had in the past, so I make the same assumption there that I make at Jack in the Box; due to their past bad press they HAD to clean up their act. Also, they were close and I have done business with them in the past.
After their initial inspection they also found that the passenger-front ball-joint and Driver-Rear wheel cylinder needed work. I assented to the work and they proceeded to perform these and OTHER repairs *for free* on top of the aforementioned tire replacements (4) and wheel alignments (lacking a lifetime guarantee, but I may never see another Firestone) and for good measure an oil change with the extra fancy high-mileage stuff.
I’m going to be scrambling to pay the Credit Card bill that comes along with this, but I can’t argue with the results. I was planning on getting this work done before the big move anyway, the power steering needs work and it needs a tune up; but an annoying squeak that I have been hearing for about two years is now gone and I feel more confident in the wheels (as they used to feel a bit, um, loose).
So there it is, the skinny on the Bat mobile. We also had a nice lunch at Red Robin, who still make crappy fries.
I wanted to record this earlier; but car troubles prevented it.
Anyway we went to see the third Pirates of the Carribean film today. My expectations were pretty low after the second one put me to sleep, twice. I’m happy to say that I did not catch up on any missed sleep during this episode.
The plot of this installment is as deep as you might imagine and the fight scenes are as racaus as one could hope for when magic squid men and drunken pirates are in the fray. It could have used more ninjas, but I digress.
Jack sparrow doesn’t come off as drunken as he did in the first movie; which makes the film more the poorer as his drunken antics added to the excitement. My point is that Jack came off ‘planned’ which kills his uniqueness. The lack of the kind of random success that made Jack so charming really hurt the film.
Other than that the movie was okay; excepting the conclusion which sucked, and besrs no discussion.
By way of a response to 007Ben
, I’m posting here on Vox.
I used to run my own blog using wordpress, I had a custom layout and wrote my own plug ins and had a great time of it. I used a paid hosting service to run it and I was in total control of the blog. This meant that my own web space was in my control and that I could control who read my blog. This meant that beyond the odd friend who found it, hardly anyone visited the damn thing. I could point to Google and see that I was the number-one site for NiteMayr and usually “Kevin Wardrop” but it didn’t translate into visitors. I wrote in my blog to share with the world; caring or not.
I don’t have a private life anymore, not really. I share myself on Twitter and my blog, I syndicate all of this on my webspace (http://live.nitemayr.com) I have a personal web space, true; but that is based off publicly available links from Digg, delicious and various other sources. I leave a digital trail about 10 miles wide and do not care who knows what about me. I have no secrets.
I share Ben’s qualms about being spread across too many places, but isn’t that what our new social lifestyle is all about? The web lets us share ourselves in so many ways, and we control the message.
I think that sums it up, while I share myself, I control the message.
As I arrived at the office this morning, I was shocked to see a strange reflection looking back at me as I swiped into the building. Something was wrong with my reflection! It was the wrong color and I was taller!Uh, it wasn’t me. There was another fat guy on the other side of the door, and for whatever reason he mirrored my movements on the other side of the door. Strange.