snOwned

The United States’ soccer victory over Costa Rica is the equivalent of the dastardly heel professional wrestler who just snuck a cheap shot in against their opponent without the referee noticing, and pointing to their head to emphasize their use of brains to get the upper hand.  Long story short, a World Cup qualifier between the US and Costa Rica was played in Colorado, a state that is known to get snow fairly regularly until about late-April.  Needless to say, it snowed pretty heavily during their match, but the game went on, and the Americans eventually ended up winning 1-0.

The Costa Ricans are crying foul over unfair playing conditions, to which frankly I don’t think they have any ground to complain.  An objection should have been made well in advance, once it was decided that Colorado in the month of March was going to be the site of such an important game.  It’s as well known that Colorado is a cold place in March as well as its known that Costa Rica is vastly tropical; the fact that snow could have been a threat and actually happened should not have been any surprise, and could have been addressed well in advance.

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Photos: Ring of Honor TV Tapings

These pictures are actually over a week old at this point, but due to the shitty natures of internet going down at my house, as well as the eternal struggles of Induku, these are being a posted a little tardy.  But anyway, I went up to Baltimore with some friends, and we went to go watch a Ring of Honor taping, which was actually four, hour-long programs worth of segments and matches that needed to be filmed.

It was a good time, as much like baseball, I prefer wrestling shows to be minor league sized, smaller and more niche.  It was actually kind of amusing to me that all these wrestlers’ music themes would hit, and not just myself, but there were a good bit of people who had absolutely no idea of who was going to emerge from the curtains.  Sometimes it would be a familiar face, like Matt Hardy or Steve Corino, but in the case of their regular wrestlers like Jimmy Jacobs or even their own World Champion, Kevin Steen, complete blanks for me.

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Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 5

Officially, with today nixed as well, Mother Nature has taken a net of $1,200 out of my pocket this week.  It’s ironic how as children, we love the snow, and want nothing more than snow days to cancel school, and give us days off, but are completely oblivious to the grownups, whom like me, need it to not snow, so that they can work, in order to make a living and keep a roof over their heads.  As one with grownup responsibilities and concerns, I can sufficiently say, fuck snow days.

At least over the weekend, it is expected to surpass the 40F degree mark, meaning all this bloody ice all across Atlanta has a chance to actually melt now, and I’ve been informed that work is back on, as of Monday; it’s good/bad news, in that regard because bad, that this place doesn’t have off for Moloch, Jr. Day, but good, because I’m sick of not fucking working, and I can springboard that into a nice, full 40-hour work week.  The whole situation was kind of what I predicted; the roadways might have been mostly cleaned up, but the side streets to get to the office, and most importantly the mostly-covered, shaded, wooded parking lot of this place that is on several natural layers of hills, stairs, and asphalt had to have been turned into a parking lot of death through much of this week.  It’s slightly different than having to park on the curb when the driveway is too icy to traverse, because at this place of work, there is no metaphoric curb, or remotely close location to park and walk to the building – just hills.  And death.

In a twist of irony, I found another job lead that I think I could possibly get my foot in the door with – because I’ve been there before, as a freelancer.  Meaning, if I were to apply with this company, there’s about a 100% chance that the agency that initially placed me there for a paltry seven cumulative working days is going to c-block the whole thing by demanding a finder’s fee.  But I have to try anyway.

Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 4

Okay, today is bullshit. I went out driving yesterday, and sure, it’s hazardous in some spots, mostly near my home, but it’s definitely not impossible to get to work today. I’ve been calling my current place of work repeatedly, and as indicative by the lack of pickup at the reception desk, I have to assume that they’re closed, or at least only the overzealous who don’t live far are making it in, working independently. Yesterday, I drove around, and yes, it’s hazardous in some areas, but it’s by no means impossible to get around and about. Four fucking straight days of non-work (as of now), and I’m officially peeved about it.

In a bit of unintentional humor, while watching the news all morning long, gauging the condition of the streets and highways, I learned that it must suck to be the “social media coordinator” for Fox 5 Atlanta, when it comes to acknowledging birthdays of children in a city that’s like 97% black. It’s literally like the scene from Office Space where the Bobs can’t pronounce Samir’s last name, culminating in the classic “not gonna work here anymore” drop.

Happy birthday to Caden L, age 11!
Next up is Dee… on-tay W! Age 12. (D’ontae)
And then we have a happy birthday for…Kuh-lay-ee H, age 10 (Kalei)
Happy birthday, Lacy H, age 13.
Birthday wishes go out to…Shay…Quin-cee-ya W. (Shay’e-Quincya)

And finally, happy birthday to…Duh…zan-nee M. (Dazhan’e)

Seriously, it’s good that you don’t actually see his face when trying to read these names, because I’m sure he’s got the most irritated and agitated look on his face at all these names containing more accent marks and random apostrophes than a Spanish textbook. It’s like parents deliberately name their kids these weird names for the deliberate purpose so that they’re easy to cyber-stalk or monitor them on Facebook because they’re legitimately the only names on the entire planet spelled in such asinine manners.

Not working as a result of SNOWPOCALYPSE: Day 3

Guess who’s driveway is the one with all the ice that has yet to melt on an incline?  Well, at least it’s not like I’m missing work because of it; there’s nobody at the office today, so it’s not like I could go there, and log hours in an empty office.  But man, this really sucks that this is currently three days in which I haven’t been getting paid.  I fear I might have to dip into my savings yet again to supplement some of my upcoming bills.

In other news, Capital One sucks.  Given my recent financial woes, I’m forced to lean on a credit card to get my car fixed, and just to get some breathing room, I figured it would be a good time to increase my limit; I was denied over the phone, with no definitive answer, and was promised one in the upcoming letter, ten business days later.  The letter arrived, and gave me the same lack of definitive answer.  My only theory is that I’m a “bad” customer, because my card up until recently, has been responsibly paid, zeroed out, and I’m not a frivolous spender who can easily be “trapped” into debt.  Either way, this morning, a courtesy call came from Capital One, asking if I was happy with them, to which I literally laughed at the phone, and told him my plight.  The phone representative made absolutely no effort to retain my business when I basically told them that as soon as I find another appealing offer, that I am transferring my remaining balance, and future money elsewhere.  I guess they don’t want customers.

Photos: SNOWPOCALYPSE

He is as far above bad weather, as bad weather is beyond us (humans).  Snowpocalypse has descended unto Atlanta, and blanketed this unprepared city in a lovely sheet of white snow.  The roads are unplowed, yet the ambitious, and/or stupid are continuing to go out and wreck their cars and/or abandoning them.  I have full confidence in my own ability to drive in winter weather, but that it is still predicated on some degree of the roads being plowed.  Unfortunately, I don’t have such confidence in everyone else, and their propensity to brake too much, and brake in front of/while on bridges, and cause catastrophe.  Sorry, I just got my car worked on a ton, and I don’t need it getting trashed already.  So needless to say, I’m not going to work today, thus giving me the time to take photos, and make exorbitant brog posts on the interbutts.  There goes eight hours of work that I could really, really use, but I’d rather not have some retard slam their car against mine today.

The news says the city has received five inches of snow.  I went outside and measured the snowfall on the table on my back patio, and I read five and a quarter.  And it’s still coming down a little bit.

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Perils of Atlanta winters

This is very similar to what my drive home from trivia looked like tonight.  The only real difference is that it was dark out.  But the visuals were otherwise the same, with cars sitting in ditches, wrecked, flipped over, or stalled on the shoulder.  Whether or not there was anyone hurt or injured is unknown, but there were most certainly plenty of abandoned wrecks on the side of the road tonight.  All because it rained today, and compounded with the week of arctic weather we’ve had, led to, predictably, lots of ice on the streets.  And naturally, Atlanta, being in a Southern state, is ill-prepared for such circumstances, and there are no trucks to ice the roads, leading to lots of accidents, closed roads and highways, and worst of all, an epidemic called “more retarded than usual drivers.”

Seriously, the ice on the roads don’t scare me the least bit, but the other people “driving” in their cars worry the ever living shit out of me.  On empty roads, I’m 100% confident in my ability to get home, but having to dodge cars on the Connector and I-285 that slam their brakes when they think they see ice, are about to go over bridges, or are generally traveling at 35 mph speeds on highways that require deft maneuvering around creates very unsafe driving conditions.  It also didn’t help that the cops and DOT started blocking off ramps and exits that had any sort of bridge and/or curve involved, because people are just fucking retarded.  What is normally a 30 minute drive took me 50, due to all circumstances noted.  The fascinating thing is that at first, with all the cars wrecked and abandoned all over the streets, it looked a lot like The Walking Dead, and I was almost expecting to see zombies emerging from the ditches a quarter mile later.