It's tough being a Luddite

I have to send my laptop back to the manufacturer because the motherboard needs to be replaced. That sounds pretty serious. I dunno.

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It has been over a month since Day Light Savings ended but I am fighting my own very small battle to join the forces that think the United States should permanently stay on Day Lights Savings time (do those jerks in Arizona still not observe it at all? Join the fucking 20th century you desert rats. ).

To fight this fight I have yet to set the clock on my car stereo back one hour. I've changed all my other clocks, but that Saturn Wagon rides like a time machine that is always an hour ahead of the rest of the idiots out there. No wonder I drive so stress free. I'm never late.

Maybe this has a lot more to do with the fact that I don't know how to change the clock. Maybe. You see I only left the world of automotive audiocassette technology behind a few months ago. The grease monkeys at Best Buy, in addition to charging me an arm and a leg to install a cheap stereo, set the clock when they installed it. See, this is why I hate buying retail stuff. I hate the slick sales dude and at the same time, I am embarrassed to be buying a cheapo stereo and telling the guy that I'm not ready for the stereo that can play MP3s. I'm just now buying a CD player for the car.

Now I'm stuck one time zone to the east. Hello Cincinnati.

Wrong time. Wrong gender.

I should’ve been a 1950s housewife. Except I was born in the mid ‘70s and I have testicles. I’m pretty much a neat freak that never has the time to clean. But I love a clean house and a home cooked meal. And I might add that I’m pretty good at all of it too. Starched and ironed shirts, perfectly folded towels, layers cakes that reach towards the ceiling. It’s domestic fucking bliss.

I’m not sure what I like so much about it. I think it’s the fact that it seems to have an obvious beginning and an end. Although I suppose if one was to get real obsessive about it would never have an end. But I think I have a handle on it. For now.

Oh, and if I had been a 1950s housewife I would've been a total tramp in the bedroom.

A Brave New World

This is probably either going to be the typical first blog entry, or not. I'm not sure. I suppose here is where I introduce myself lay out what I expect to blog about, etc. etc.

I'm a little short on time, so I can't go into much detail, but I hope to keep the blog semi-annonymous as I may share things about real life people. But I also reserve the right to completely fabricate stuff as I may want to stretch whatever creative wings I have.

I'll probably treat this blog as a day-in-the-life kind of thing. Politics, music, I hate my job, etc. I hope it's not too boring.

I was one of the hundred of people that was suckered in to the Plain Layne blog/hoax. Regardless of how that whole affair ended I've been thinking about starting one of these ever since.

Ciao.