Saturday, December 1, 2007

I have a Title this time.

On My Mind

Food isn't on my mind A WHOLE lot this time.. since I just ate... but tracfone and spelling is on my mind. Other wise food would be on my mind... but tracfone yeah. The first thing that bugs me.. is that "tracfone®" beat me to the writes to phone being spelled "fone", which really bugs me. Never the less.. I'm proud to use a company who appreciates good spelling. My first phone was a tracfone. I got it like 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 or 6 or 7 years ago... some where pretty blasted close to that... and as soon as I got my Verizon phone, I gave my tracfone to mom. So, it has managed to stay active for the last 7 or 6 or 5 or 4 or 3 or 2 or 1 years that I have had it.. Until... just about 4 or 5 or 6 or 7 months ago. I remember like it was yesterday. Mom didn't get it activated on time. SOOO, these 7 or 6 or 5 or 4 months later, I have come to the aid of my mother, and have saved the day once again and activated that bad boy. But it wasn't that easy see.... about 9 or 8 or 7 or 6 days ago, I tried to activate it online.. to no avail. There was something tofuish© about their web page. So I called the hotline and everything was "under control". After about 45 min of talking to a tracfone person (with a really awkward accent) She assured me that I would have an activated phone within hours and that I was well on my way to joy and happiness. Oh yeah, before I go on.. about 1 or 2 or 3 hours before I called, I bought 60 units of time, and a double-your-minuets time card.. making it 120 units. So that costed a little bit of money.. ok fine, that costed allot of money. So where was I? Oh yeah. I wait 1 hour.. nothing. I wait another hour.. nothing. So I call back.. and by this time it was like 8:30pm. So a different lady is on.. and she tells me to call back on Monday because all the other office thingys are closed and what not, so I said fine and called back on monday. To make a long story... not as long, I ended up calling about 6 more times within the next week and a half to get this thing activated, but nothing would ever work. The phone said that I needed to buy new air time by 01/01/2001... go figure. So FINALLY... I called tonight, and I told the lady that I just want to put the money back on my credit card and forget the whole thing. but noooooo, she was like.. "let me speak to my supervisor so I can assist you, May I ask you to stay on hold for 2 min? ok one second. (go figure) So I hold for 3 minuets, and she gave me this code to enter in.. and PRESTO!!! IT WORKS NOW! so I have learned a very valuable lesson... but I better save that for the "Wisdom of words" portion of the blog.

In Response

From: So There I Was "Echo...echo...echo..." Saturday, November 24, 2007

I have seen the logic in doing the whole "black Friday" thing. Its very simple actually. You get to witness sweet old grandmothers hit people with their walkers and get nasty. Its priceless. Also the look of the employee's face at walmart when he's about to let in a huge mob of half dead people that are still standing because of coffee...
And then when you get to be a grandmother (sorry guys, this doesn't apply to us) You get to hit people with your walker... its so festive... and right before you have to start being nice to everyone closer to Christmas time.

Left Overs

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Bob. Bob liked eating miracle whip sandwiches and doing math and singing in the shower... but most of all, Bob liked mixing extremely dangerous chemicals with his "lab rats" water. One day, Bob mixed a few things together, put them in "Henry the 79th's" water dispenser (all Bob's albino rats were named Henry) and left to go count how many chipmunks he could hit with his popcorn seed gun he invented days before. When Bob came back... to his surprise, Henry the 79th was gone. This wouldn't have been to surprising given all of the other rats that had gone before and melted... but something here was different. Bob could smell what smelled like orange juice and mustered. Bob... being some what of a weirdo, immediately got out his notebook and recorded the smell as "Orange Juicetard". After intently and impeccably jotting down his observations, Bob decided he would go upstairs to make some "orange Juicetard" because the smell made him thirsty. Up the stairs he went.. turned the corner, and just as he opened the door, a Giant albino rat with yellow eyes and Juicetard breath, and the ability to shoot spider webs grabbed Bob.. and took him away. No one knows where Henry the 79th took Bob to this day. But sometimes when you walk down the road at night past his house, you can still here the screams of what sounds like mice watching a football game.
The End

Ok, heres something you need to try. This morning, I had a glass of apple juice. After drinking it down to about 3 TBSP, I wondered what half and half would taste like mixed with apple juice.. so I put about a tsp in there.. and drank it down. I'm not going to tell you how it tasted.. I want YOU to find out for yourself. Tell me what you think :P

Back Feed

Ok, so this is going to be kind of a fun back feed today.. teehee. I'm going to go over all the time's I have misspelled a word.

-paved bunny trail, Oct 25, 2007
"Someone cursing down the road..." was supposed to read "Someone cruising down the road..." Just want to make that clear so no one gets the wrong Ideas...

-back feed, Nov 19, 2007

"mother crocked..." was supposed to read "mother croaked..." thats right.. she wasn't drunk... she died.

I would have so much more instances if I wasn't such a blasted good speller... :P Now excuse me while I check for spelling errs via fire fox spell checker....

Wisdom of Words

If at first they don't succeed, threaten.