Not Bad

I usually don’t get the latest bit of technology that comes out. I’m not trying to keep up with everyone in any rat race. “FOMO” is not something that I experience, so most sales pitches fall flat.

For instance, I only upgraded my computer because it needed to be done, and was only happy when the compatible parts I specified were installed. The powerhouse will run quite well for a while; I might upgrade the processor and graphics card in the next year or so, but that’s all that will need to be done. Same thing with the audio receiver. I’m only shopping for a new one because the old one died, and that one ran well for many years.

It will be time to upgrade my phone soon. I like the look and specifications of the S9+. The cell-phone provider might give me a nice deal on one since my account is in excellent standing. We’ll see what their offers are.


Comparison Shopping

It’s been quite a while since I last bought audio equipment. The brands I used to favour are difficult to find, now that people rank inferior quality high and shove their opinions about same down your throat at every opportunity.

This is why I don’t do Craigslist, eBay, Etsy, or anything else sold solely online and by subjective opinion.

We all know the old saying about opinions, no matter the variant of the saying.

In light of that, I’m pretty sure that my opinion matters to you as much as yours matters to me.

Which is: not at all. There’s no sense in lying about it. Stop doing it already.


The Day the Music Died

No, this post isn’t about the song “American Pie” by Don McLean.

It is a good song, but has been re-made and overplayed too many times for me to play it here. I don’t mind when it comes on the radio.

The receiver died today after limping along for a week. I knew that it was on its last legs, and it finally gave up the ghost.

Can’t play the radio or watch television with surround sound for now.

Time to start looking for a new sound system! Good thing we can afford one of quality.

I don’t do Wal-Mart, Kmart, Tar-ghey, or any of those other cheap-ass places that cater to trailer trash.

Ross Dress for Less is the only “discount” place I do. They have decent stuff on the rack, once in a great while.

Sub Re-Upped

I updated my payment information and renewed my WordPress.

It feels good to pay my own way and not beg money from others.

It takes a special kind of thief and coward to take money from people who can barely afford to take care of themselves.

Nobody is twisting the arms of people who willingly throw money down a wishing well, though.

I guess they get, and deserve, what they paid for.


Rod Run to the End of the World…2017! (Re-blogged)

Here’s a re-blog of mine from September of last year. I take photos of events I attend and post them here once in a while.

The pictures that I take aren’t of interest to anyone else. Then again, I don’t take pictures for the benefit of others. I take pictures of things that I like and which catch my eye.

Just like anyone and everyone else who photographs things, no?


Eyrie Of An Aries

This event is one which we have attended and participated in for the past three years: the Rod Run to the End of the World. It is an enjoyable event for those of us who love the allure, artwork, and sheer poetry of the classic, American-made automobile. This is the 34th time that it has been held, and the town which hosts it has changed very little in those 34 years.

Other than the vehicles, the only other reason to attend is for the opportunity to taste some of the best barbecue this side of the Rockies! Terrell’s Texas BBQ, out of Portland, Oregon, is slow-cooked to bring out the juicy tenderness of ribs and brisket. Award-winning and succulent, even southern-fried rednecks can’t help but glomp down on a spicy ‘Hot Mama’ and smile! Nomnomnomnomnom…

Here are just a few of the pictures I took today. The sun…

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Saturday Songs for “the Quiet Beatle” (Re-blogged)

R.I.P., George. You are missed by many.

Eyrie Of An Aries

George Harrison: 25 February 1943 – 29 November 2001

I wanted to play some Saturday songs in honour of George Harrison, known as “the Quiet Beatle” of “Fab Four” fame. Today marks what would have been his 74th birthday, were it not for his untimely death in 2001 at the age of 58 due to complications from throat and lung cancer. He also survived an attempt on his life in 1999, when a madman broke into his house and proceeded to stab him multiple times. From Wikipedia:

On 30 December 1999, Harrison and his wife were attacked at their home, Friar Park. Michael Abram, a 36-year-old fan, broke in and attacked Harrison with a kitchen knife, puncturing a lung and causing head injuries before Olivia Harrison incapacitated the assailant by striking him repeatedly with a fireplace poker and a lamp.[166][168] Following the attack, Harrison was hospitalised with…

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Movie Time

This movie has been on my must-see list since I first heard about it. It will be in theatres soon. Can’t wait to see it!

I’m sure to get a few new, excellent ideas for cosplay items. Comic-Con 2020 is one goal of many that I’m working on.


Busy Week Ahead

My calendar shows a busy, eventful week ahead.

Game-wise, the latest DLC of The Elder Scrolls Online drops on Monday. Dragon Bones hearkens back to The Elder Scrolls Online V: Skyrim in the same way two other chapters paid homage to TESO III: Morrowind. The history and lore maintains accuracy and cohesion, thanks to the dedication of their lore-masters.

Tuesday is Mardi Gras – “Fat Tuesday.”

Maha Shivaratri will also be celebrated.

Wednesday is Valentine’s Day and Ash Wednesday. Is that ironic or what?

Thursday marks the only New Moon in February 2018; there is no full moon in February 2018. Another rarity is January and March both having a “Blue Moon” in the same year. Neil DeGrasse Tyson might know when this phenomenon will occur next!


Last, but certainly not least, Friday marks the Lunar New Year. Officially it is Chinese New Year 4715, a Yin year of the Earth Dog.

In light of these festivities, I decided to set off a Cherry Bomb to start the week off with a bang.

More explosive demonstrations are forthcoming. More music will follow as well.

Ready to party? Let’s go.


“Heaven Has No Rage…”

People often say, “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” This is true in many cases. I recall seeing many screaming and crying fits being had by my more “popular” high-school acquaintances when an inevitable break-up occurred. Some people never get past high-school histrionics, but that’s another topic for another day.

The way the quote is used, contextually, places the emotional over-reaction solely on the woman. This is because the quote is rarely stated in full.

Here is the full quote:

When put into full context, the quote becomes equal. Men who have been scorned by the object of their affection are just as likely as women to rant endlessly over “the one that got away.”

The “love” that they felt towards their purchased trophy becomes mindless rage when said trophy is placed on the shelf of another, and this goes both ways.

The difference isn’t based on male vs. female, though. The response is solely based on the emotional maturity of the individual.

The adult gets over it and moves forward. The child throws a mindless tantrum.

That’s how one separates the men from the boys and the women from the girls. Wise and thoughtful introspection vs. a childish reaction.



Have you read the book, or seen the movie? Both are excellent.

The book was written by Stephen King between 1985 – 1987. It focuses on Paul Sheldon, a writer famous for Victorian-era romance novels involving the character of Misery Chastain. One day he is rescued from a car crash by crazed fan Annie Wilkes. Annie transports him to her house and, once finding out what he has done to Misery in his latest book, forces him to write a new book modifying the story – no matter what it takes.

The movie was released in 1990, starring Kathy Bates as Annie Wilkes and James Caan as Paul Sheldon. Superb acting by both made the movie worthwhile.

Some of us with celebrity status of any sort value our privacy. The deluded make it necessary, as evidenced in the book.

Psychotics and their enablers do no good service to anyone except themselves, if only for a time.

The survivors of Waco and those 13 young, abused prisoners in California might know what I’m talking about.

Misery loves company. That much is obvious.


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