That's right kids, it's only 8:20 in the morning cst, and we already have the song of the day.
"Flattery is a Bunch of Fucking Bullshit" by Daughters.
I don't actually like Daughters very much. They are super fast and tech in a way in which that I am not interested. However, I did go out to eat at a Chinese buffet with them once long ago. They were super nice, and I believe either my friend Becky had a thing for one of the guitar players or one of the guitar players had a thing for my friend Becky.
By the way, isn't the phrase, "He has a thing for her" a little disturbing. I mean what exactly is the thing?
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
On Gasoline
A quick story that appears to have a happy ending.
Tuesday on my way home from work I decided to swing by the ole gas station and fill up the tank. Now, despite knowing that I can get away with using the 86 octain gas, I opt for 93. It's just something I have always done. It made the Camry run great for all those years after all. Well it seems the 40 dollars I put in my tank isn't exactly what one would call fuel so much as water.*
So, armed with my new tank of water I proceeded to drive 3.3 miles down the road, at which point the water simply wasn't enough to make the ole Volvo go. I really thought my car was efficent, but I suppose it ain't no hybrid... So I am now stuck in the left turn lane on the corner of Houston Levee and Macon.
I get my car towed to the dealership. I am feeling pretty ok at this moment because I am proud of myself for having gotten the extended warranty. Hey did you know that extended warranties don't cover putting bad fuel in your car? True story.
The next day I get a ride over to the gas station, at which point I find out that many other folks have ended up with this same problem. Luckily the guy who owns the station is a nice enough fellow, and he claimed that they would cover all of my expenses**. So I leave somewhat secure in the knowledge that I am going be getting my money back. Then the ole Volvo dealership calls to inform me that my car is going to cost about 1400 dollars to fix.
If you heard a loud sound about 11:45 AM on Wednesday Feb 10th, that was my heart flying into my throat. Luckily I was able to come up with cash to get my car out of the shop.
Here is the really really crazy part, a mere three days after putting the bad gas in my car, my car is completely fixed and I have already been payed back by the gas stations insurance company. Who says large chain corparations are bad***?
It seems that if I had used the 86 I would have gotten actual fuel. Only the 93 and the 89 had a problem.
**Note: I didn't really believe the guy at the time, because...well...I am the kind of guy who randomly ends up with a tank full of water. Things don't always go as planned is what I am saying.
***I do that's who. Though this time they worked in my favor
Tuesday on my way home from work I decided to swing by the ole gas station and fill up the tank. Now, despite knowing that I can get away with using the 86 octain gas, I opt for 93. It's just something I have always done. It made the Camry run great for all those years after all. Well it seems the 40 dollars I put in my tank isn't exactly what one would call fuel so much as water.*
So, armed with my new tank of water I proceeded to drive 3.3 miles down the road, at which point the water simply wasn't enough to make the ole Volvo go. I really thought my car was efficent, but I suppose it ain't no hybrid... So I am now stuck in the left turn lane on the corner of Houston Levee and Macon.
I get my car towed to the dealership. I am feeling pretty ok at this moment because I am proud of myself for having gotten the extended warranty. Hey did you know that extended warranties don't cover putting bad fuel in your car? True story.
The next day I get a ride over to the gas station, at which point I find out that many other folks have ended up with this same problem. Luckily the guy who owns the station is a nice enough fellow, and he claimed that they would cover all of my expenses**. So I leave somewhat secure in the knowledge that I am going be getting my money back. Then the ole Volvo dealership calls to inform me that my car is going to cost about 1400 dollars to fix.
If you heard a loud sound about 11:45 AM on Wednesday Feb 10th, that was my heart flying into my throat. Luckily I was able to come up with cash to get my car out of the shop.
Here is the really really crazy part, a mere three days after putting the bad gas in my car, my car is completely fixed and I have already been payed back by the gas stations insurance company. Who says large chain corparations are bad***?
It seems that if I had used the 86 I would have gotten actual fuel. Only the 93 and the 89 had a problem.
**Note: I didn't really believe the guy at the time, because...well...I am the kind of guy who randomly ends up with a tank full of water. Things don't always go as planned is what I am saying.
***I do that's who. Though this time they worked in my favor
Friday, February 5, 2010
Quick Question
Has there ever been a major pro bike race where someone said, "It's totally cool to just sit at the back of the peloton." What do athletes even say crap like this, "It's really important to be in the lead group."
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