Finally reached 175 000 miles on my beater car last night. Yes, it took me almost 4 months to put 1000 miles on my car. Yes, it doesn’t get driven much anymore. Basically all it does is take me the 10 mile round trip to and from work, with the occasional trip out to the mall or other shopping destinations. And only if my wife isn’t with me. If she is, we have to take her car because she doesn’t like riding in mine anymore. She’s paranoid it’s going to break down and leave us stranded on the road. But it still runs pretty smoothly, and seems pretty reliable. I’m pretty confident I can keep it going to 200 000. My wife might have other ideas though. Guess we’ll see what happens.
‘Tis the season
The endless loop of Christmas songs on the radio has begun. Started off my morning drive to work to the sounds Christmas music. Halfway through the second song, I had to change stations. Fortunately I have a very short drive to work. I’m just not ready for never-ending Christmas music yet. It’s hard enough for me to get into the holiday spirit around here without snow and decently cold weather. I mean really, how can you feel Christmasy when you’re still walking around in shorts and sandals?
Maybe I’ll go get some bags of cotton batting and decorate my office to make it look like it snowed in there. It’s too bad the thermostat only goes down to 60.
New Trucks
My wife has decided our next vehicle should be a Nissan Titan. She wants the crew cab version. It’s a big monstrous truck with a big engine, big truck bed, big wheels, big everything. Made a quick trip to the local Morris Nissan to see if we could find out more info. They had the 2003 King Cab version, so we poked around it a bit to check it out. Definitely a big vehicle. Very nice and looks very comfy inside. Hate to think of what the gas mileage will be on the beast though.
Remember
11 AM, November 11, 1918
Today marks the 85th anniversary of the end of World War I, the Great War, the War to End All Wars.
In Flander’s Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
A pox on blog spammers
The masses are stirring, provoked by the likes of Adam Kalsey, Jeremy Wright and Jay Allen’s MT Blacklist plugin.
Junk mail in my mailbox is already a PITA. Spam in my email is even more of a PITA. At least I have filters that trash most of it before I get to see it. But to have to deal with it in my blog is about the last straw.
So, if you blog with MovableType, make sure you have the latest version of MT-Blacklist installed. Declare your blog a spam-free zone and fight back against spammers.
I still want to shoot them with large cannons.