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Falwell should be all over this. Click on it to make it larger.

Go go space ship one!

I use Verizon’s crappy service for landline, internet (DSL), and cell phone. I’ve ranted before about their customer support. There’s more to that, but I’m too lazy to write it out. Here’s my gripe about DSL as I’m experiencing it here:

Massive geekage obscured behind a cut

Our plumbing is FUBAR.

Had the plumber out this morning to install a garbage disposal “and some other odds & ends.” He just left me a quote for $3,500 worth of work. I wasn’t emotionally or financially prepared to write that kind of a check today. The disposal isn’t even installed. Not worth it, since we’ll be re-piping that entire side of the house anyway. All I need to decide is when to get this work done, and who to do. The web tends to back up the facts this quy was quoting at me.

Let’s see if I can summarize: Details on how the sewage flows

If you get a ticket for going faster than your vehicle can go, do you still have to pay it? I’m a bit bummed that they don’t tell us a number of factors:

* What was the speed limit on the road?
* What is the fine for doing 204mph on said road. At some point does it cut over from money to beatings and pistol whippings?
* Is his wristwatch in agreement with the rest of the clocks?

In other news, I just finished “Riddick” for the xbox. A fine game. I really like the character too. Vin Diesel is making a mint off of him.

Plumber tomorrow. Time for sleeping.

We now have a milk delivery service. cowtruck.com has set us up with Thursday deliveries of milk and yogurt. We’ll be expanding our order pretty soon to include cheese and eggs. For a $10 minimum purchase, they’ll put the “product” in a custom cooler by our door. Local business, fresh milk, less plastic, better quality yogurt…It pretty much rocks.

We’ve established that I’m becoming more and more of a freaky liberal in my old age: First I stopped eating mammals and poultry, then I became willing to pay a dollar extra for eggs if they promised not to torture the chickens who produced them. I’ll even pay an extra dollar on top of that for failing to feed the egg-producing chickens ground up other chickens. In my mind, this should be the default. People who want eggs from suffering, forced-cannibal chickens should be made to pay more, but that’s just not the way it works.

I guess I’ve come a long way from demanding a four-animal pizza at lunch (ground beef, pepperoni, anchovies, and BBQ chicken strips) and saying things like “just walk the cow near the fire, I’ll carve my own.”

Weird.

Still shredding, as various boxes that have moved with me for years now are uncovered. The most recent box contains all my bank account statements from 1994 – 1996. Some of these are joint accounts with my parents, since I was a minor when they were opened.

Yeesh.

Just got back from Resident Evil: Apocalypse. It was everything I had expected. There were zombies. There was kung fu. The two protagonists were both butt-kicking women. There was some sort of bogus plot about “the most powerful corporation in the world,” and how viruses are bad, or something. They kept introducing characters, but we quickly learned not to get too attached to any of them, because they would die almost at random. Except for the comic relief black guy. He would have made a great zombie, but I knew it was too much to hope for.

I don’t recommend this movie for any purpose whatsoever. It’s not smart like Jason X, and it’s not good like 28 Days Later. However, if you need a double feature with Alien Vs. Predator, this might be a winner.

This is unmitigated genius. A time lapse journey from California to New York, set to music. Thankfully he compresses some of the longer bits and expands some of the city time. Good stuff.

Got my yellow belt (the first one above white) last night. I’m not really in it for the belts, but it was still sort of a cool marker of achievement. The instructor tested me pretty hard too. White belt material includes a bunch of responses to being grabbed. Front and rear chokes, wrist grabs, and the like. I got the impression that he wanted to know if I could really break out of a headlock.

In worse news, I bought an XBox. Woot. Playing Halo.