Alright…two things to annoy me today…SWEET! According to this article, “experts” (I always love how people are called experts with no notice of WHY they are experts) predict that due to rising demand, crude oil could hit $100 a barrel.
Folks, we are at $56 a barrel now, and the average national price for a gallon of gas is hovering at around $2.13. So, almost double that price and we are looking at $4.00 a gallon. I don’t know about you, but perhaps we should be pouring as much money as possible now into forms of alternative fuel?
There is current research into hydrogen cell cars, but they say we are at least 15 years away from them being mass produced. That is a WHOLE lot of miles still driven on fossil fuels.
This country has made several mistakes in its history, one of the biggest being a mixture of allowing unchecked urban sprawl in addition to a lack of planning for mass transit systems.
This irks me to no end. It looks like American’s can’t handle nipples. So when Viz Publishing brought over the series “I’s” from Japan, they decided they had to place stars over the nipples in the book.
Why is it just about anywhere else in the world people can handle the sight of nipples, but yet America, the supposed “leader” of the world can’t handle this? What is it about something so simple as a portion of a womans anatomy, and something men have also, makes people run screaming into the night?
I’m getting rather tired of sterotypes. Apparently if I listen to Broadway showtunes I must be unmanly. Wow…really? If you would care to open my CD cabinet you will find everything from traditional celtic to death metal. So if I choose to listen to the occasional Broadyway musical, you know what…bite me. I’m going to listen to it. (And as I write this I am listening to Rent, so stick that in your pipe and smoke it)
So what am I trying to say? Sterotypes are outdated in this day and age. If I want to listen to music and eat foods that others consider “unmanly”, you know what, I really don’t give a flying frick. (and my unmanly food I love is quiche….I love eggs…I love pies…why should I not love quiche?)
You know, the other day I had someone post a comment on my LiveJournal. (you really don’t need to go there, I make the same exact posts here and over there) “Yay!” I thought, I always enjoy getting feedback. Wow…no longer.
I have deleted the comment, and I didn’t keep a copy of it, but essentially it boiled down to some 16 year old kid was sure he had me all figured out from my journal. I was obviouslly wasting my brain away because all I write about is television (apparently he only read the first page of the journal) and just went on to say what a waste it was and I should go and write or role-play to expand my mind. Um…dude…what do you call the entries in a journal?
Folks…don’t ever think you have someone “figured out” just because you read their blog. This is such a tiny portion of who I am. I like to point out stupidity when I see it. Where do you find a lot of stupidity? On tv! So I write alot about tv, don’t like it, don’t read my blog! I think its a fairly simple solution personally.
I would love to write about other things, but as I have said many times before, I can’t for fear of alienating customers of my companies. I would love to write about politics, abortion, Terry Schiavo, gun control, gay marriage, the goverment….any number of things, but I simply can’t. So I choose safe, middle of the road subjects. Don’t like it? Don’t come here! But NEVER assume you “know” who I am, because I can gaurentee you that you don’t even have an inkling of the whole picture.
Challange time was interesting this week. The teams were to put together an instructional demonstration for The Home Depot of something customers could build. Ok…not being handy myself, I could see where this would be a problem for some of the team members, but was it fascinating to see how it effected each team.
Net Worth – All the team members were gung-ho except for Erin, who was upfront from the get go that she had no clue how to do things like this. There was plenty of other things she could have done, but she seemed to think her lack of tool knowledge just excused her from the whole thing. The rest of the team was jazzed though about their project which was a movable Kitchen shelving unit.
Manga Corp – Craig was project manager, and while he was enthusastic, he seemed to have no easy way of communicating his thoughts to the rest of his team. And none of them were excited about his choice for the demonstration which was just a simple storage box.
So when it came to demonstration time, how did the teams do? Well Net Worth bungled everything about their demonstration. Assembled it incorrectly, didn’t involve the audience and took to long to do it.
Manga on the other hand, who were not hyped about their box project, got into it when they saw how excited the kids got about it. They wanted to be involved and do it with their parents. This in turn jazzed the team, and they performed much better in the actual crunch time.
Winners….Manga Corp. Even though the team was not excited at first, they had to admit Craid stayed true to his vision and it paid off. And HUGE kudos to Kendra for even saying the only person on the team who deserved the reward was Craig. Wow…a player who admits they screwed up. Good for you!
In the boardroom it was refreshing to see George and Carolyn bluntly told Trump that Angie, the project manager for Net Worth, did not deserve to be fired even though she made some poor choices. Wowzers…go lackeys!
So in the end, Trump bluntly told Angie her butt had been saved by the lackeys and it was down to the two she had brought back in with her…Erin, the slacker and Chris the hot-headed tobacco chewer. How do we know this about Chris? Well his team constantly reminds you he is a hot-head and Trump freaking obsesses constantly over the chewing. GET OVER IT TRUMP! Yes, it is disgusting, but there is more going on here. Like all your personal habits are wonderfil *coughhaircough*
In the end, Erin and her slacking ways went…no big loss…adios!
Oh, and on a side note, the Home Depot they went into at the end to announce the winner is on 23rd street in New York City. It used to be the building that housed Hasbro Toys NYC offices and Toy Fair showroom…..that hurt to watch. I loved that building, and have some really fond memories of that building. Oh well…time moves on.
I have got to stop waiting until so late in the day to write my entries because this is what causes these stupid, little short entries. I want to hold to my at-least-one-a-day rule, but I am also getting annoyed with how short some of my enteries have been lately.
And also, there has been so much in the media I would love to talk about, but don’t because I like to remain neutral. *le sigh* I am going to have to figure out a compromise of some kind.
I am not sure how I missed out knowing about this site until recently. Some friends and I needed to transfer a bunch of video files to each other, and none of us wanted to kill our websites bandwidth limits.