You towed my car, YOU BASTARDS!!
After about twelve hours of sleep (I'm being a lazy sack of you know what lately), I stumbled out of my apartment and found my Jeep was a missin'. Damnit.
I called around, had to get my Dad to come pick me up, and went and got it. The cop who had it towed didn't notice the temporary pass on my visor. I'm not amused. Anyway, the city is paying for the bill. Nothing out of my pocket, except whatever it cost to get the police department's number. Still, damnit.
The cop also looked suspiciously like Art Bell. Weird.
Another thing to be annoyed about.....during my day of productivity on Thursday, I subscribed to the local Tabloid rag that refers to itself as the newspaper. Delivery was supposed to start today. When I came home from work.....no paper.
Damnit, Damnit, Damnit.
I'm going to Wal-Mart to shop for Christmas.
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I once had my truck towed from a Taco Bell parking lot while I was sitting in the restaurant eating. The managers said they asked if anyone in the restaurant had a car in the lot, but they didn't say it loud enough 12/18/1999 1:12:53 AM
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and off my truck was towed down the street. Fortunately, another tow truck radioed ahead to the one towing mine, and they stopped before I got towed away to the impound lot, but I was so pissed off. [tervin] 12/18/1999 1:14:15 AM
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Month: April 2026
Categories
Digging Up The Past
OD on the Lynx Browser — – 11/3/1999
I think I mentioned I’m in the process of importing my old OD stuff into WP so I have it in something better than ASCII.
But this kinda is kinda emblematic of my past use of tools.
Hehe....no graphics, only words. Well, that's all that
matters anyway, you know. I've been busy, honestly.
While I've got quite a bit to write, I'm not finding the
time to do it. But first things first.....
I had the strangest dream last night. Eva and I watched
"Wild Things"--you know, the flick with Neve Campbell and
Denise Richards (sch-wing!). Well, I went home after the
movie ended and went to sleep. In my dream, I was chasing
this dude down a stairwell which was open in the middle.
My feet weren't really touching the ground as I was running
down, rather I was kind of swinging off the banisters
like I used to do when I was a little kid. Anyway, he shot
me. The bastard shot me! I fell to the bottom of the
stairwell where I was in terrible pain. I had a bullet
lodged in the middle of my chest, right underneath the
skin. There wasn't any blood, and I could kind of push
the bullet around like some kind of alien implant. But
I'm lying there in terrible pain, and I notice that
Cameron Diaz is there, and wants to have sex with me.
Now, I don't find Cameron Diaz unattractive, but she's
never been one of the women I absolutely drool over. I
will say that she has amazing lips, and she was doing
some very interesting things with those wonderful lips. I
also had a condom on my left hand. But I wasn't really
interested in what she was trying to do to me (something
I'd really like right now), because I had this fucking
bullet moving around in my chest. The last thing I
remember is her telling me to take the condom off my hand.
I shan't try and explain this one. Yikes. But I do need
to get laid. Bad.
Speaking of dreams, at work the other night, I was going
through my boss's morning prep materials. One of their
tidbits was that only like eight percent of people dream
in color. This is news to me, since I've always dreamed
in color. I figured pretty much everyone did. I asked
Eva about it, and she said that she dreams in color. I
didn't ask Alison, because she was out of town. More on
all that shit later. So, tell me, how many of you dream
in color? Am I just one of the lucky few? Perhaps this
makes me special in some way. I might enjoy my dreams
more if I knew they were something really special, instead
of annoyances.
Oh, if this looks screwed up, I'm sorry. I'm doing my best
in this browser. It's sort of a challenge. I've been
fucking around with Linux again. Am I a freak or what?
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Linux rocks
get laid
I dream in color
that netscape horoscope ad looks really nice on your page... matches the color scheme. ha. Too bad you can't see it. =p 11/3/1999 11:16:53 AM
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oh, that was me... stephanie 11/3/1999 11:17:10 AM
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I dream in color, I think. Sometimes I dream in black and white, tho. I guess I change around depending on the dream. Maybe I'm just weird. [tervin] 11/3/1999 12:34:28 PM
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i think your dream is trying to tell you something. it seems to me that you don't feel real "grounded" w/ eva because of the whole kid thing and you're not quite sure of the relationship, but you do know that you want her. i don't think anna knows how you 11/4/1999 10:44:32 AM
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con't- how you feel because she probably figures you're getting serious w/eva so she is playing uninterested 11/4/1999 10:51:10 AM
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oh that statistic has to be wrong.. i have always dreamed in color... [amifly] 11/4/1999 1:58:35 PM
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So I’ve been at this a while…
Categories
Puttering Along
I’m digging through back stuff. It’s fascinating with what I’m doing with the import of old diary stuff into WordPress.
I’m only two months through. Ugh.
So, on top of that, I’m kind of loosely-arranging travel for the summer. We’ve got the money to do it, but I’m still so hesitant to spend money on just about anything. The decade of scraping the bottom of the barrel, along with the delays in getting paid out from my insurance really has me gunshy about things that I want to do, as well as things I want to do.
So, go thing-by-thing.
Quick trip to Biloxi. I kind of want to go see my mom on a down-and-back. Flying in and oud out of Gulfport from DC isn’t easy; you pretty much need to go through Atlanta, Charlotte, Chicago, or Houston. I really don’t feel like doing what I used to do and fly first class to make me feel a bit less guilty about sorta-luxurious travel.
You get treated pretty damn well when you’re in a wheelchair and hold a first-class ticket.
But do I want to do that?
I also want to go down in July, spend like a week, and take the train. But figuring out Amtrak bedrooms is hit-or-miss.
I want to be some place stable for Independence Day. But do I really care if I’m in DC? Pfft. But I have a medical thing back here on 7/10, so I have to plan around that.
Categories
Hawaiian Shirt Friday
Or not. But it could be if I wanted it to be.
I’m trying to put in my old OD entries here. If I wasn’t broke (still), it’s the sort of task where an AI agent would be pretty adept, I think.
- Take the title from the ASCII file
- New Entry
- Set to private
- Make it private
- Date of the entry from back in the day
- New preformat block
- Paste the entry and comments from the exports I did before OD died the first time.
- Save
I started writing there in July 1999. I’m into September, now. It’s not going particularly quickly, but I’;ll get through it. The first batch of entries, I was fumbling around trying to do horizontal rulers between comments. The way that old site worked, you could do tons of stuff with formatting to embed HTML, etc. I also had a tendency to hide things by setting the text color to the same as the background. The ASCII outputs end up stripping a lot of that away, but there’s nothing that’s really all that embarrassing.
My wife was surprised by some of it; “you were a jerk.” Yeah. I still am in many respects, but I try not to be. And, yes, you were thirteen when I wrote those things at nineteen. No, I would have judged you as too young, then.
I didn’t talk about the Twi^H^H^HX post yesterday with the 60 year-old TV host and hist fortysomething wife showing another positive pregnancy test.
It is a bit interesting reviewing stuff from just before the Y2K rollover. It’s strange, really.
After momentary nostalgia, it takes me a big to get the bigger picture. No, lots of things in 1999 actually sucked. I’m fumbling around figuring out how to get down to Mississippi. Not only are the airfares, even with TRUMP’S WAR OF CHOICE (because he’s Netanyahu’s lapdog..and if you believe those sorts of things, please stop reading) is something that i can figure out.
I’m stopping now.
Categories
Taco Tuesday
No, I’m not talking about The Bad Orange Man. I’m tired of trying to convince people that I didn’t vote for him because I didn’t vote for Officer Harris. Or Biden. Or Hillary.
You need a very, very, very compelling argument to convince me that any member of the Party of The Klan deserves is worthwhile. Or worthy of a vote.
Today’s election is the reassembly of the Byrd Organization. Officer Harris got 54% of the vote last year, which means that giving the Party of Slavery 91% of the House seats is appropriate.
Whatever. I’m paying attention to what you do with your business, and what your employees do. If you come out hard in either direction, I can find somewhere else to spend my money. Show your Massive Resistance, and leave me alone.
Trying to figure out something that goes along with the vibe-coding AI apps. Purportedly, there’s smart fridges that’ll automatically order things you need for you.
I don’t know that I want that. My wife certainly doesn’t.
But I would like a good way to track what I’ve got, what I need, and a way to store that list so it allows updates.
Still trying to figure out the best way to do this. For pre-packaged stuff, scanning the barcodes should be pretty straightforward.
Project for later this week, maybe.
So close to being finished cleaning off this VM. Then figure out Mailman3 on the new one. Ugh.