Circadian

Is the entire creative team with the VW advertising department under the age of 20?

Everyone who has been on this planet longer than, oh, ten years knows that you only punch your neighbor when you see a Volkswagen BEETLE. The game is called Slug Bug, or, alternately, Punch Buggy. Slug BUG. Punch BUGgy. Beetles only. This nonsense of people seeing a Toureg or a Jetta and getting in the act is entirely wrong. Heresy! They have old guys, guys older than the original Beetle itself, participating in this nonsense. They would know better…

The only thing worse? The irritating, ululating cry of the Jeep people. Took me a few weeks to figure out that the woman who was being fed into a chipper/shredder was chanting the self-important Jeep mantra of “I live, I ride, I am” – it’s just two shades better than “It’s a Jeep thing…” on the scale of smug ass-hattery.

And just to show I’m not just Abe Simpson, yelling at clouds – I am a fan of the hamster commercial for the Kia Soul. Almost makes me want to test drive one, to my shame.

If I have to hear one more serious-sounding Republican say that they want Obama to pick a Supreme Court candidate that will follow the Constitution to the letter, I’m going to have an aneurism.

They seem unable to understand that the only way that America can continue to survive and thrive, the Constitution needs to be a living document – it needs to grow with the times, and be read and understood with a modern perspective.

And what is it with their need to slavishly follow rules set down hundreds of years ago? Is that why so many from the stricter sects of Christianity are drawn to the Republican party?  Because it was easier to follow a political persuasion that places high value strict interpretation of ancient dogma?

It’s time for us to get some judges on the Supreme Court that understand that for America to thrive, it’s time for us to let go of some of those ridiculous old interpretations and start interpreting laws in ways that actually help us out, rather than holding us back.

I wonder how I wound up wired the way I am…

Most everyone I know takes things significantly more seriously, and more personally, than I do. I take it easy, relax, and generally wait until all the facts are in before I react. It burns me sometimes, I won’t lie. But most of the time it serves me well.

I wonder if that’s in part why I don’t like booze or other mind altering substances – I’m already in the state that some need weed to achieve.

Explains my lack of ambition some…

Tarol Hunt is my new hero.

Every day or two, I visit his website to see if he has updated his very excellent online comic, Goblins. Today, in addition to an updated comic, I found a blog post that just made my day.

Click the link, it’s worth the read. It’s about a telemarketer (two, actually) getting their comeuppance!

Right before we left for Spring Break, my boss had informed us that we would all know if there were any positions cut in our department “before break.” I jokingly told him that he had better let me know at least by that Thursday, as I would have seventy two hours from that point to cancel our hotel reservations for our vacation. He told me that I needn’t worry, and that nobody “in our building” was being let go.

We have two buildings we work out of, and it occurred to me that someone from the other facility was in danger, but I didn’t realize just how high up – the only other manager in the department was let go. The boss rationalized this by pointing out that had he decided on anyone else, the cut would have been insufficient, and that he’d have needed to pick a second person from our already tiny technology department.

So I survived the cuts. My job is safe from Reductions in Force for at least another year, and hopefully by then we’ll have had a bit more of a turn-around in terms of finances as a school district.