June 29th, 2003

Default 2003.1

Just dropping in to confirm I'm still up and around.

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On a cheerier note, we now have two ECS K7SEM v3.0C mini mobo/CPU combos for well off retail by getting them used (year old) off a fellow folder. Since we drove up to Selma to pick them up, we continued on to Raleigh and picked up a few parts to turn them into headless folders for our Folding@Home contributions. (:

Two funny things happened on the way home:
- when we stopped in at the Goldsboro Wal-Mart, we came out to find a smaller SUV parked next to us with the vanity plate FARSC8PE. I got so excited at the thought of someone else in this town appreciative of it I was jumping up and down and making happy noises, which scared the crap out of someone walking by. (He probably thought I was an overgrown 6-year-old since the water here creates tremendous breasts in the locals.)
- listening to the bluegrass show on after etown, we heard a song with the chorus "there's a hole in my bucket and I can't buy no beer".

While I was typing, the musical guest on tonight's rerun of SNL was singing about her "boo". Being out of touch with mainstream society, I asked Himself what that was. He says it's short for boyfriend. If English wasn't my dual first-language I'd give up on it entirely. This "u"/"ur"/"r"/fake-l33t crap is confusing enough.
Mischevious

Quit calling, Tammy doesn't live here.

Starting in April, we have gotten the same "wrong number" call three to four times a week, every time two calls within five minutes of each other with the same caller ID slug (Poplawski Domon / 919-936-2209). Same conversation every time, too:

Me: Crawford residence.
Mystery Stupid Caller: Tammy?
Me: This is the Crawford residence: Melissa, Robert or Laurel. No Tammy.
Mystery Stupid Caller: Uh... Tammy?
Me: No, this is the CRAWFORD residence, 919-751-xxxx.
Mystery Stupid Caller: [hangs up]

Today we got a free copy of the Sunday local paper (since the federal Do Not Call list hasn't kicked in yet, the local paper tries to get us to subscribe at least twice a month) and in the second page of wedding listings, I found our Mystery Stupid Caller!

If you'd like to congratulate Michael Poplawski on his marriage, drop by the Furniture Fair electronics department (don't know which once, but there's only two in Goldsboro) or call him at 919-936-2209 and tell him the Crawford residence is glad he finally quit calling for Tammy.

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