February 2008 Archives
Earlier today, Gruber said it how I wished I would have:
Happy birthday to every out there with — let's face it — the worst birthday possible.
These poor chumps have (and know) both of their ages, they get skimped of a true birthday every three out of four years, everybody who finds out their birthday makes the same lame comments and questions… they truly do have the worst birthday. Despite those things… on this day that happens only once in 1461 days, I wish them a very happy birthday. I'm glad I'm not you.
After disposing of our previous car, we bought a new (to us) car from a dealer. So far, we love the car, and it's been a wonderful replacement. My only complaint, isn't with the car itself, but with the dealer from whom we bought it. We have received no less than 5 letters from them thanking us for purchasing the car – from the manager, the service manager, the salesman, the finance guy, and the guy in the service department who puts those paper things on the floor when they bring it in for service. Actually, I don't really know the titles of each of the people… nor do I really care. We got the message though. You're thankful we bought the car from you. Next time, charge me less money and don't thank me – I'll be a happier customer.
Well, technically it was all on MT4 before, but some of the pages still had the old template. I'll admit I'm going to miss that old template. I should build a little homage to it, just so I don't have to lose all that quality work. I had it on my site for a long time. But now the Billboard Charts, my About/Contact page, my not-super-impressive portfolio, and the page copies are all incorporated into the new look/feel. I'm working on some additions to the Billboard charts (more links to the actual songs, so you can more easily reminisce/dedicate). Want to know what I learned about MT4 while I was doing these conversions? MT4 is flippin' sweet. I won't geek out on you here, but I fully admit I love the new system, and I doubt I've really even scratched the surface.
I think I was 10 years old before I realized that the “game” called “52 Card Pick-up” wasn't trying to make any reference to small trucks. It was obvious that the game itself had nothing to do with them. Somebody would spray a deck of cards all over the floor, and the point of the game… was to pick them up. Any time the game came up I had these thoughts:
- This is a retarded game. Why am I playing it?
- Why on earth do they call it a “pickup” when there is clearly no pickup involved?
- Why am I playing this” again?
Yeah, turbo… it's because you're a sucker enough to pick up somebody else's mess, not because you get to drive around a little wannabe truck. Thanks for playing & come again!