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After cutting in front of
Stavos, meeting
Nicholas Cage and
waiting another hour, I finally got to see the new
Star Trek movie. If you've heard anything about it you should have figured out time travel is involved, so when I say aliens go back in time and splinter the Star Trek universe into a new reality, you can't say I spoiled the movie for you. What you can do is forget all the other Star Trek movies because they NEVER HAPPENED! After you watch this movie you'll have to delete any copies and trash any DVDs of every Star Trek movie because THEY ARE ALL LIES! After you're done, start saving your money and cross your fingers the rebooted franchise will document this new reality as carefully as the last. If they meet the quality of the new movie I'll gladly hand over my money, but also keep hope a trade-in program becomes available.
After Keith
threw down the Windows 7 RC challenge, I had no excuse but to try it out on my main computer as well, despite
Stavos having fallen in love with it. Much like the iPhone, netbooks, and continuously variable transmissions he also favors, I was expecting the devil to consume my soul, but instead was titillated to discover a new Experience Index that
went beyond 5.9. A whole new era of nerd wars will soon be upon us, with 7.9 as the new cap (for whatever reason). Fortunately I have a secret method nobody else knows about to
cheat and win! As with Vista, not a single third party driver was required, leading me to believe the old days of Windows 2000 are finally behind us. The evil empire of Stavos did not achieve victory though, as I restored my trusty Vista backup shortly after the test drive.
EternalOne got a bottle of the new
throwback Mountain Dew today and poured me a sample (along with some of his swine flu). It's definately got a different taste which can best be described as a hint of vinegar, but not nearly as nasty as you would imagine that combination. Perhaps the years of corn syrup have me conditioned to it, but I still prefer the traditional
post-1984 formula. I'm also afraid to prefer the promotional sugar version based on how my love affair with Crystal Pepsi ended.
An initially planned group of 6 disc golfers turned into a dedicated group of 4 after Candy became sick which required Lisa to also become ill.
Pushing on despite being down two, the mud and downed trees could not stop the train bound for the 18th basket. A surprising lack of pot smoke and abundance of kids made me wonder if we were truly on a disc golf course, but the broken glass and beer caps kept me hopeful. The sun and exercise made for a delightful affair.
My last visit to a hazardous waste drop off was over
six years ago when I lived in the hazardous wasteland of Redford. Excited about the
Farmington Hills drop off today, I loaded the 30+ cans of paint the previous owner decided I would cherish forever into the back of my hungry car. Expecting each can to explode sequentially, soaking my trunk with what would most likely turn out a poop brown color, I very slowly made my way to the drop off. On arrival, I was told latex paint is not toxic, only managing to unload 10 of the 30 cans. The latex paint police then informed me I could just leave the lids off and throw them in my regular garbage after they dried out. The snobbery of Farmington Hills left me yearning for the "throw it in that bin" days of Redford, and my inability to recycle made for a sad hippie.
Let's take a moment and look back at the last time we had a swine flu panic. It was
March 24th, 1976 and a single confirmed death prompted a mandatory government vaccination program. 30+ people died from side effects of the vaccination prompted by that single death. People die from all kinds of flu without proper medical care, this one just has a catchy panic name to it. How about go to the doctor when you feel crappy and don't say "swine flu." If this is my last update, however, you'll know irony struck me down and it's time to put on your gas masks.
After several rumors and a few confirmed sightings, I decided it was time to take a trip to
Commerce and confirm the construction of a new Sonic. I'm happy to report it's in an
advanced stage of construction and will most definitely open this summer. The trip only took 15 minutes from my house vs. the 30-45 minutes for the Southgate location. That means less than 10 minutes from work, enabling me to fatten up significantly faster than was previously possible.
After
3 years of my 1988 designed
2004 Ninja 250R, and a major redesign of the same model last year, I was fighting my urge to upgrade. My practicality failed me this weekend when I entered a dealer with my Back To The Future era motorcycle and left with a
brand new 2009 model. I'm still in the break-in period, so I'm not yet sure if the redesigned engine technology has helped squeeze any more power out of the 250cc block, but I can confidently say it looks and feels 3,000% better than the old model. After haggling the upgrade price down to $3,500 over 3 hours, I barely escaped the storm to the house of
Stavos who took the first and so far
best photo. The magic of the new Ninja quickly infected Lisa, a sucker for anything new and shiny. Despite her aversion to motorcycles, she
cautiously approached it for a short trip up and down the street. Realizing it did not burst in to flames, she demanded a
fully geared trip to Dairy Queen. The jealous stares of passers by who did not know the guy with the hot blonde on the back of his bike only had 250cc of power was more than worth the $3,500.
Somehow the square mile I reside in is prone to an immediate power outage when any reason to cause one is available. This time a coming storm plunged my house into the dark ages for a full 24 hours. Lisa and I immediately graced the
Kelleys with our presence, as our previously planned picnic was now cancelled due to thunderstorms. Our substitute Xbox picnic was almost as fun, with a
girl-gang battle in front of his house, and dinner by plasma screen light at the Redford Grille. I'm guessing other areas had a higher number of customers without power and DTE was focusing on them, since the truck that finally did come to repair our chewing gum and bailing wire grid was PCH Energy from Ohio. On the plus side, it was enough time to force unpacking and starting my
2400 watt generator, which powered my fridge, sump pump, Xbox/Projector and even a space heater without any sign of a struggle.
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