It’s days like today that makes me not want to travel anymore

It’s funny because tomorrow’s fuckyou o’clock is listed as “on time.” Of course it’s on time, nobody wants to get up at 3:30 in the fucking morning to travel. But really, for whatever reason, the entire planet is traveling today, and I can’t make any headway on the standby list, and I’m positive I’m shit out of luck and will have to spend an extra night in Virginia.

It’s nice that Atlanta’s the base, because I have the veritable pick of flights anywhere, but it also fucking blows that Atlanta’s the base because getting back involves every fucking person on the planet needing to layover there first.

I saw something amazing today

Today, for the first time in about 25 consecutive episodes, the bitch was excused.

I am indeed, talking about the campy reality dating show, Excused.  Since I’ve now refused to watch NFL Network Ocho AKA ESPN any further, my options at the gym are kind of limited.  Atlanta news is always depressing, because it’s the same daily song and dance of some shooting in some black neighborhood, and a bunch of crime and death in the Metro area.  So by default, it’s tuning into Peachtree TV, and waiting for Black Family Feud to begin, which always ends up being the last five minutes of Excused.

I won’t sugar coat it either, it’s because of this show that know who Iliza Shlesinger is; even if she speaks from one side of her face as if she had a stroke at some point in her life, I find her breasts to be exquisite, and I think she’s a sharp-witted comic, great at grilling the contestants on the show.  But anyway, I’ve been seeing the end of every episode for the better parts of the last two months, and without fail, I have never seen a woman contestant get the ultimate screw-job and get ditched at the pool at the very end of the “contest.” That is, until today.  It was very gratifying to see happen, because bitches are rotten people too, and it is small proof, that some men, actually do have standards too.

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Side batteries are the stupidest pieces of shit on the planet

Today is one of those days where I wish every living creature on the planet would go fuck themselves.  From a bunch of petulant immature fucks scattered throughout the country, black women who don’t know how to drive, the Atlanta Braves, all the way to people who manufacture side-terminal car batteries.

Seriously, is there anything stupider on the planet than side-terminal car batteries?  I had an episode today, where I was tasked with switching out a battery of a Chrysler Sebring.  No big deal, I’ve swapped batteries on a variety of vehicles in my lifetime before, it’s pretty easy, to be perfectly honest.  That is until I realized that the only replacement battery I could find were side-terminals, despite the fact that the car’s previous battery was top-terminal, like most normal cars have.  But leave it to Wal-Mart to have nothing but side-terminal batteries, for some reason.

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FREE CANDY

I’d say something about how much it has to suck if you have a van, and you happen to neglect it to where it gets pretty filthy, but considering the part of town in which this FREE CANDY van was sighted, I’m willing to bet that this was done deliberately, for amusement, and that the owner of the van is very much aware of it.  That is, if he/she didn’t do it themselves in the first place.

First impressions of Adobe CS6 splash graphics

Earlier this week, my office upgraded to CS6. Honestly, I didn’t even realize that CS6 was already here. Nowadays, Adobe doesn’t even wait for the paint to dry on their prior product before shoving the newest one out the door, often times leading to debacles like how awful CS3 was. But the more I think about it, I realize that I first used CS5 products in the tail end of 2010, so for all intents and purposes, CS5 probably had a good, albeit less than two year run, which only makes it feel like time has really flown.

I have a theory that Adobe products are a lot like cars. When a new generation is released, the very first year of it is often the ones where flaws are discovered, recalls are prompted, and for all intents and purposes, are the worst of the eventual generation. When Adobe went from the artistic noir generation of CS1 and CS2, into the periodic table styling introduced in CS3 through CS5, without question CS3 was utter garbage. InDesign being the worst of them all with its endless parade of inexplicable crashes and errors making me rethink my career more than a few times. But by the time CS5 rolled around, most everything was fairly stable, and crossing between software was a fairly harmless process, and business could move as usual.

So far, CS6 hasn’t been too terrible, other than the fact that all of my projects take a few extra moments to open as [Converted] files, but it’s only been three days. This is a first year of a new generation, so I’m sure there are bound to be some inexplicable flaws that will make me want to jump out of a window eventually.

However, with the changing of the generation comes some graphic changes as well, namely the splash screens while the software loads. For some reason, Adobe is trying to go back to the days of when they had fancy, artsy splash screens, but they’re afraid to commit completely, and still have their rectangles and base colors. Regardless, they’re all different, and it’s up to me, to judge them.

Lightroom (shown above) is the most nondescript one of them all. It’s a square, and it’s nothing special at all. For the record as a program, I love Lightroom, and would love to have it on my personal machine too.

But Lightroom is probably the only normal one of them. Snap judgment time.

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When it rains it pours

Fortunately, the title of this post isn’t so foreboding as much as it is literal.  I just spend the evening at the ballpark where despite the no-rain-when-it-was-supposed-to-rain Monday and Tuesday, it decided to pour like a motherfucker on it’s-not-going-to-rain Wednesday.  Oh, and the Braves lost to the Yankees again, and for those keeping count, which is unlikely on my brog, but the Braves haven’t taken a series against the Yankees in eleven years.  Granted, the Braves don’t play the Yankees every single year, but it’s still sad sounding to hear that it’s been that long since the Braves could say they bested the Yankees.

Anyway, I can honestly say that today was better than the day prior.  Despite having to hobble into work on a donut, I did the responsible thing and cleaned up my assignments before ditching work to address my issue.  The best news of the day came when I took my car into a tire shop, and they confidently, and without any hesitation looked at the puncture in my tire and said “yes” that it could be patched.  Ten minutes is all it took, and it only cost me eighteen bucks.  Bonus.

Work was productive, which is always a good feeling, and my boss was completely okay with me leaving early to go to the game.  Where I would proceed to game the system again, and come into possession of two bobbleheads, leaving me with an extra I can explore possibly selling on eBay for easy money, or trading it in the future.

With the exception of the shitty weather and the shitty outcome of the baseball game, it really wasn’t a bad day.  I’ve been giving a lot of thought to what’s been eating me, and I feel that I have a slightly clearer idea.  Unfortunately, most of it kind of has to do with those inevitable and helplessly omniscient “that’s just the way the world is, and there’s not really anything you can do about it” conclusions, so I guess I just have to wait out the storm, and have a glass of cranberry juice or something.

OCCUPY ATLANTA IS BACK

ALL TWENTY OF THEM

lolz. Seriously, this is I guess what’s really left of the rogue Occupy Atlanta movement. This is close to where I work, and when I got an email from building management that there was a planned Occupy Atlanta protest at 2 p.m. today, I could wait to “have to get a refill” at Starbucks then.

So much for the mighty movement that was supposedly supposed to change the face of modern society and commerce or something like that.

And out of these twenty people, I’m fairly positive that seven of these people are homeless recruits. It’s not uncommon practice in this city for protesters to recruit homeless folks, promise them twenty bucks to stand amongst them or pass out flyer or something like that. One passerby straight up asked one of the suspected homeless guys if they understood what the protest was about, only to be met with a blank stare, before one of the hipster douches of the group intervened.

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