Wonder if this still works...

We're moving!

While I like Blogger and its easy update screen, there are a few more features I'd like to have. Strangely enough, it appears LiveJournal has most of these features, and has a ton of weirdos, freaks, and whoremongers as members.

For some reason, that appeals to me.

So, if anyone is actually still out there reading this, keep using the wishlish.com address. When the LiveJournal site is done, I'll redirect the url to that site. Then you won't miss me.

And yes, I've been quiet, at a time I shouldn't have been. I put a down payment on an engagement ring (which means I've quasi-engaged to most people- it doesn't count till her finger shines), I survived the holidays without a major blowout, and my girlfriend and I are having waaaay too much fun with our Playstation 2. I'm 32 years old, and life's too much fun for a normal man.

Anyway, be prepared. Things gonna change round here.

Peace out...

How to spend $270 without really wanting to

This morning, I got in my car to go to Delaware.

Why? Because I had bought a hard drive at Best Buy ($135, 80 GB) in Deptford. However, the Concord Pike Best Buy had a better deal ($110 after rebate, 120 GB). So I thought a Friday morning road trip would be in order.

It was a fine idea. Until the brakes broke.

Luckily I was able to drive back to Jersey without incident (and with the new hard drive). I did very little damage to the brakes on the way back, but the last block killed them for good.

So now I've got a new hard drive and new brakes. And all I have to ask is...

...was this trip absolutely necessary?

More to [errrrrr...] come...

A quick question...

Every media site I peruse these days goes on and on about the brilliance of HBO's "Curb Your Enthusiasm" and "The Mind of the Married Man". The raves for CYE are nauseating at times- this guy thinks it's funnier than Seinfeld, Larry David's former show.

I don't get it.

CYE, for me, is a show that at times is very funny and at times is mindlessly dull- a decent show, but I'm not setting my clock to make sure I catch it. And "Married Man" has to be the worst show I've ever seen- the characters are horribly unlikable. The whole show seems to be predicated on marriages that would have no chance of working in the real world, so why should I care that they're failing on TV?

I love HBO- the Sopranos has been turning in fine episodes for the last two months, and I can't wait for the final season of Oz. And CL, the beautiful Amazonian redhead who shares my apartment, heart, and life, is a Sex and the City nut (we have all three DVD sets). But this quarter's Sunday night rotation is a bit of a clunker to me; after the Sopranos, it's either Adult Swim or football for me.

If anyone wants to take a shot at telling me I'm wrong, feel free.

More to come...

I have some combination of Seasonally Affected Depression and anxiety disorder. Every fall, they both act up, and my system goes haywire, unless my medication is under control. This year, that didn't happen. SInce my doctor was, and I quote, "in surgery" (and since he's not a surgeon, I'm wishing him the best), I was told to go to the emergency room.

No problem, except my doctor and I have a rapport from years of doing business. I don't have that with the ER docs. Forgetting that, I answered their questions a bit off-the-cuff, to their dismay.

Bad idea.

Never answer the ER doc's question of "Are you hearing voices in your head" with "Yes, but after they told me to invest it all in Enron, I use a broker instead."

Never answer the ER doc's question of "Are you seeing hallucinations" with "No, but when did you start treating pink elephants?"

Never answer the ER doc's question of "Do you suffer from multiple personality disorder" with "Nope...and neither do I".

And whatever you do, when the ER doc asks you "Do you have any thoughts of hurting yourself", don't even LOOK at the scalpels. Not even in jest.

I did eventually get my med change, and I now feel right as rain. But I admit- being asked those questions was unnerving. Glad it's all over.

More to come...

What idiot gave my cell phone number to credit card telemarketers?

They've been calling twice a day, despite my desire that they stop. For some reason, telemarketers aren't terribly bright.

So I've taken to an unusual tactic. Rather than screaming at them and hanging up, I ask them how they like their job, how's the weather, how happy they are, their religious beliefs, etc.

See, telemarketers do know one thing- their stats. And I'm driving up their talk times. If they're commited to using up my cell minutes, I might as well drive their stats up and get them fired.

Try it, it works.

Poorboy's supposed to call me soon and discuss life on the road, his view of the current America, and what he thinks about the Internet. I promise, it'll make a fascinating read.

And how are you?

As always, more to come.

Drive yourself nuts.

Coming this week- an interview with world-famous stand-up philospher, Poorboy of Poorboy and the Perverts!