Whats your sign baby?

The time once again has come where the snow has melted and people walk into their backyards and say "shit!" And unless they know of our greatness they can't hire us, so off to my friendly neighborhood sign shop. eternalimagesignanddesign.com Sign me up!

Woot the hell?

For the past month or two Melanie has been telling me about all these websites she visits daily. Just a couple weeks ago we were looking to buy a new smaller video camera (wait for it... there's a point) so she wakes me up at 7 am to tell me how one of the websites she visits has a great deal on one. I get up and still half a sleep I wonder to the computer room and check out "the deal." I saw that is was a refurbished unit (I know she will not let me buy refurbished anything) and that was the end of that... or so I thought. Now we all know that I am a craigslist junkie and always lookin out for the deal, and thats were my new problem stems from. Although the camera was not that great of a deal, I got hooked on woot! It's a website where they have a deal on something, anything, and they also have limited numbers. Within a couple days I had purchased a gps navigation unit for $100, and can't help but check the deals everyday. One night it was so bad that I intentionally stayed up till midnight to see what the next deal was. Why stay up no one asks? Well there have been several mornings that I have got up and the deal sold out. Damn you woot.com! Now I have two places to keep a watch out for great deals.

Oh this looks AWESOME!

Your mom listens to the Radio

For all one of you who read my blog, you will know that I love to listen to a morning radio station called "Rob Arnie & Dawn." Well just last week they started their members only site. Excited because they would now be posting their entire show I grabbed my members only jacket, credit card and ran to the computer. $50 bucks later I was in like sin! Awesome! Uncensored shows are so much more entertaining. Best of all I have been wanting to write into the show but didn't really want to take the time to write in and not get an answer... well best of all they say they guarantee to answer all of members questions.... hmmm what to write about... Check it out here... http://members.robarnieanddawn.com/

When I do finally post a question I will post the answer here... maybe.

The Scooper VS MEME

My sister in law and my wife have both "tagged" me with something called meme.
The rules for this meme are: (1) Link to the person that tagged you. (2) Post the rules on your blog. (3) Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself. (4) Tag six people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs. (5) Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.

Since I feel that this is pointless and a waste of time I will not be participating in "meme." Instead I will list out the six reasons why I am refusing to do this. I will then share it with six other people in hopes of stopping this vicious chain.

1. Peer pressure. If I was going to give in to such types of pressure I would have done so back when I was in school. I am a big boy now and can resist the brutal onslaught of emails trying to make me divulge my personal information.

2. Spam. These emails and requests are nothing more than spam chain letters used for information gathering efforts initiated by the others. In terms of spam these emails and requests register over a 52% margin of annoyance.... thus leading us back to #1.

3. Invasion of Privacy. Thats right, all these questions lead to personal information that everyone in the world can use to try and steal your identity. For example, if I were to say that one quirky thing about me is that if I could I would wear a brand new pair of socks every day for life, someone could come along and try and phish me in with the lure of unlimited free socks for life if I just fill out the form. Harmless you say??? Unlimited socks sound great right??? What if I were to tell you that in the form you just filled out to get those "socks" you posted your ssn, pin number, mothers maiden name, eye color, blood type, where you hide the key to your house and when you are going to be on vacation, and favorite type of gumball..... what would you do then??? They would take it all from you leaving you without new socks and worst of all eating gumballs that were NOT your favorite flavor! Scary enough?

4. I'm funnier than youism. Every time one of these types of "surveys" comes out everyone tries to be the funniest. Not because they have to be the center of attention, or "it's" what they are know for. It's because these surveys are so boring and retarded. Who wants to read if I want a tattoo or not? I mean we all I know I want one... those little guys crack me up. But who cares? Look if you were my friend (or family) and you didn't already know that I like to sneak off to the farm down the street at night and spank the pigs... why should I have to think of a funny way of telling you, you obviously don't care enough about me to ask... why do I have to be the clown to get your attention? But I digress, everyone tries to one up each other to be the favorite... I, for one, am disgusted with the whole process and will not stoop down to that level just to be noticed.

5. Mental Monkeys. These little guys are put hard to work in my brain trying to come up with suitable answers for surveys like these. As soon as the request comes in for all this personal information, down go the bananas and out come the typewriters. Those little monkeys in my brain have to work over time to try and come up with "cheddar is better" and answers like that, all the while their potassium levels are dropping. Poor monkeys, why would you subject them to such perils?

6. Time Burglars. This one is worst of all. If you have gone through all these steps and figure the lime gumball tastes ok, and you are just sheep following the sharks, then you have to face the time burglars. These types of questioners don't just take five minutes to fill out. You end up working the mental monkeys overtime, for days, toiling over every last question. You miss meals, work, the bathroom, and for what?, just so your friends can get a laugh or worse, get to know you better. There's no way I will ever waste the time again for such things as "meme" I have so many other things better to do than to post any response to forceful and intrusive emails and requests, and will not bow down to the pressure.

Armchair Candy

I'll miss you most of all. Tomorrow you go to the great land of craigslist... off to a new home to create new memory's. Armchair Candy you have always been right there beside me, C'est la vie my friend.

RAM this into Gig that

It seems like no matter how much crap I pick up I still end up working on computers. The whole reason I started flippin shit was because I was tired of RAM this into Gig that. I now have 3 computers at home that I am working on... CRAP!

The Scooper VS Dell Forums and Jerry/c3po5

My friend has a problem with his laptop. One day it worked the next it didn't. He brought it to me to take a look at and thats where it all went downhill. I did all the normal checks and finally came to the conclusion that I needed help from Dell... but without paying up the ass. So after searching all the dell forums finding the exact error code and being disgusted with how little information people post I decided to post my problem and be very clear by posting everything wrong and the steps I tried already.

I have come to realize that I hate Dell forums. Why? Because all I got was a person who feels he is the guru of all that computes and kept posting nonsense. I would post specifically that the hard drive was not bad, he would email me that it was. When I would post that I tested the drive two other places and had tested two other drives in the laptop he would reply back saying the same thing. He couldn't spell and started putting lines in all caps, so when a moderator finally got involved the guy started saying there was a bug in the software on the forums and he wasn't really trying to be an asshole. Then they both started posting back and forth on how they would try and find someone to fix the bug... completely ignoring my problem. Scumbags!

Updates comming SorS on many great happenings....well...

I will be updating the post with many things Saturday or Sunday. Meme, Storage unit auctions, name spelling, Dell forum boards, and of course the tale of the great dane poo.

Off to Costco!

Do you know how to spell your name?

While headed to the boring storage unit auction my friend Barney babbled on about this and that. I didn't pay attention to most of what he was saying as it all had to do with his unemployment, his new bank account, and trying to pay bills online. So as he goes on and on he finally gets to a part that peaks my amusement. He says that he keeps getting denied for paying a bill because someone who was putting his name in the system had misspelled his name. I guess as he called them to get it correct he started to question the spelling of his name. He got off the phone with them without correcting the problem because at this point in the story he told me that "I have to check my birth certificate because I thought I spelled it 'ery' not 'rey' hmmm" At this point I started to laugh and had him repeat the whole story because I was only half listening. Once he got back to the point in the story where he said he was going to have to find his birth certificate I told him that to get his license he would have had to provide that so he could just check that. He just turned 38, maybe that has something to do with it, although he swears that it was 'ery'. His real name is Jeffrey for the record.

Storage Units.... He he he I said unit...

Every so often I like to goto storage unit auctions. For those of you who don't know or haven't been it's just like it sounds. They auction off storage units that people have not paid for or fell behind on rent. They have every opportunity to pay for them, but this is about me.

I started off going to these looking to find some furniture or something cool and found that it is a lot of fun... for me. There are of course some dirty guys there that make their livings off of buying these and they are usually the one that outbid me. I am however the one who sits there and cracks jokes the whole time... maybe getting a chuckle from everyone but mostly for my entertainment. For that reason I like to go with someone I know... this way I don't end up missing locked in a empty unit. Now it's always a gamble to bid on a unit because you can only look in and cannot go poking around so aside from what is directly in sight you never know what you'll get. I have bid and won once and although I threw away about half of what was in there I was able to sell a few items and make my money back as well as end up with a shotgun, tools, metal cabinet, and a bunch of other stuff I will end up using for Halloween.

There are tons of these auctions all the time, and if I had the patience to check all the news papers I would probably end up going to way more... instead I come across a stray email or mailing or craigslist ad and decide to call Scott the night before or even that morning and we go. This time was no different, I found out about it the day before asked Scott and decided I would go. Scott had to back out first thing in the morning so I decided to go wake up my friend Barney last minute and drag him with me. We got there just 5 minutes before it started and Scott was able to make it there with us and we all stood around cracking jokes... mostly about each other.

Now this auctioneer usually starts the bidding pretty high so I didn't have any high hopes for anything..... Oh my god I just realized this story has no end nor anything interesting about it. I started this to tell a different story entirely....Lame story short... I didn't buy any units, only bid on one, and it was pretty boring. Game over.

The Scooper VS A Clean Car

For weeks now scooper1 has needed to be washed. Every time I would think about washing it, the snow would come or I knew I would be driving on a dirt road that was muddy. Well the time came last week and although I wasn't feeling well I broke down and washed it. Feeling that I had done a good job and Scooper1 was looking shiny again I dreaded over the news that once again a storm had come in and I would be driving in snow tomorrow. Scooper1 is once again dirty and they say there are no storms on the horizon so I may just wash it this week. So to add insult to my dirtiness my friend Barney came over to hang out for a bit and saw how dirty Scooper1 was. After I told him of how it was clean and got dirty the next day he then proceeded to tell me how he washes his car 2 to 3 times a week and I should do the same. I decided not to point out that he has no job and I do... I don't have the free time to wash my car all the time... damn job keepin my car dirty!

Prison guards and the Super Bowl

How much of a coincidence is this? I have now met 3 separate people here in Fernley who just happen to work at the High Desert Prison in Susanville. Whats so strange about that you ask? Well my cousin happens to be incarcerated there and during the super bowl party I went to the topic came up and low and behold but the new guy I met actually knows my cousin! Pretty crazy if I do say so myself! He said he would say hi for me which is pretty cool since I di write to my cousin every so often. It's nice to send out a personal "hello." Although I guess if I just sent out the form to be admitted to go visit him that would be better... Well thats on it's way so this will have to do for now.

Yo what up!

The Scooper VS the Fernley Floods

Last month tragedy struck Fernley in the form of a levee breaking and flooding thousands of homes. My quarrel was not with the flood waters but with the silt and mud left behind at my customers houses. Luckily everyone we know and all of our customers houses were safe but it was very close, in fact within inches for a few houses, but everyone was fine. That fine silt and mud left behind has in fact on more than one occasion made my shoes into platforms. I end up standing so tall that I have to get int o the car through the sun roof. And try as I might but the damn stuff just wont scrape off my shoes. I am continually doing the moon walk on the street just trying to get a few inches off. Even now, weeks later, the grass looks fine but as soon as I begin to walk its like being on a stair step machine. I'm going to have to get a longer rake.

AAAAAHHHHHHH Yeah! I'm back baby!

Every weekend there was something to do and during the week it was trying to figure out what houses didn't have that much snow. Anyways I'm back baby! The Christmas lights have just been taken down, Halloween items have been put away, and the snow has begun to melt.

So many things have been going on that I should have been updating this but pure laziness kept the site from seeing a new post for months. It can't be that I was too busy during the week because for the past 3 weeks half the houses had too much snow to pooper scoop them. In fact it seemed like at the beginning of the week the night before it would snow like crazy wherever I was supposed to be. Then the snow wouldn't melt and the next week new snow would pile on top of that layer. One of my customers back yard, has had so little sunlight and so much snow that the entire yard is 4 inches of ice. It's pretty crazy when you have to bring a heavy metal shovel to chip that shit away.

Oh and I was sick for the past 2 weeks and that was hell. I still only have a partial voice and get winded moving around too much. WAH! Time to get to work!