So i recently bought a soldering iron from radio shack and it wasn't the best but it was all i needed. Came in a small little kit that included some goodies. Days pass and one use later I find myself with a no longer usable soldering iron, the tip had shat itself. It seemed like the perfect time to read the reviews lol, looks like it was a common problem, chet! I wasn't too angry, it was a cheap soldering iron and would only cost about two bucks to fix.
So i went to radio shack with the carbon covered soldering iron, what could've been mistaken as a prison shank to some, to buy the replacement part. Asked the employee if the limited lifetime warranty (a subject that will be covered in another post) covered the soldering iron. Employee looked at the soldering iron and said "if it's in 30 days". Woohoo! it was, but i didn't have a receipt, i didn't have anything in my hands except a dirty dead soldering iron....duuuuuuuu me
The employee asked me if i could bring him the same soldering iron off the shelf. I thought he was going to cross check the two soldering irons, new in package and used, but when he got it he opened up the package and replaced the new one with my old one. He looked at me and said "i'll just tell my boss i found it like this," I immediately thanked him and he said "cause i remember selling it to you"
So to me this guy is Superior! But to the boss, if he ever finds out, this guy is a douche. I Salute you Radio Shack man for sticking up for the little man!
So my youngest brother, music star in my family, bought a Melodica instrument (basically a crossover from a piano, harmonica, and a woodwind instrument) a while back and he enjoyed playing with it. I have a recording of him playing the first 30 seconds of Careless Whisper on my phone and it sounds pretty good.
Anyway, he showed me a video today of someone else on youtube using the instrument to do a 90s Megamix and well, listen and see how many of these songs you recognize (mostly from the dance and techno era).
Pretty interesting class and a lot of things being learned. One of the main things that struck me were about parents wanting their kids to be successful in life. And not only being successful but more successful than the parents were. Which is true, most parents work hard to give their kids a good future and a chance at a great future. This is how we were all raised, to strive to make it bigger than our parents.
My teacher then went on to explain to us, the class, how this way of growing up just isn't possible anymore. The country is running out of room in the white collar level job industry because of all the people and parents, or something like that lol. She said it was sad that it's economically impossible, with an exception here and there, to really succeed our parents.
Kind of kills yours dreams huh? I guess not everyone can be a doctor ;). What do you think?
Tricky Mudabitches in a parking lot/structure. I'm talking about the people who make eye contact with you as you signal to take their spot so they speed up and get to their car making you think "oh good! they'll be out quick" but end up looking at themselves in the mirror for three to four minutes before they even turn the car on. Why you gotta trick me like that!? duuuuuuuu me mang!
Today I had to help my dad install a water heater at someone's house. Skip some details, we're at Home Depot doing some water heating shopping. First event incident, I was looking for some heat shrink but it took some time to find an employee to assist me and when i found one he had no idea what i was talking about. Second event incident, after failing to assist me the employee scrambled to find another employee to assist me. Third event incident, repeat incidents one and two lol. Fourth event incident, finally got what i was looking for! Fifth event incident, got some plywood cut, first two cuts are free and any additional cuts are 25 cents each. Employee gave me 4 cuts for free, Superior!. Sixth and final event incident, as i'm waiting near a cashier for my dad to pick something up real quick this white guy is walking to the front with an unhappy aura about him, while mumbling something under his breath about no one in sight to assist him. He walks straight to a lady cashier who is sharing a conversation with another cashier (both of which have no one to ring up) and says to her "Get over there *points at the lady's cash register* and get back to work"
Let's stop here, it's clear that the guy was a little frustrated about his visit and took it out on the cashier but what we don't get from this is that he also had his son (i assume) helping him. So while he is talking down to the cashier his son is standing there in embarrassment. That's two accounts of Douche'n for the Dad in my book.
As the cashier hesitantly rings the guy up she is showered with "You guys need to work" and "That's the problem here", all of which she just let's pass. As the guy finishes up his purchase the cashier tells the guy that he is rude and he responds with... "I'm a nice guy"...... Strike Three! Three accounts of Douche'n for the Dad and that's life in the book of douches. GG Ya Bastard!
I'm so grateful that Fresh & Easy Supermarkets use normal shoppers in their commercials, not famous celebrities. This saves money on their commercials from which they can directly pass on the savings to me. I don't care that Ralph's used Tom Cruise in their commercial, or that Von's used Brad Pitt. The bottom line is price, thanks Fresh & Easy!
So like tradition, before mass the person reads the mass intentions. There were a good amount of “Xin le cho linh hon Maria, moi qua doi.” It really makes me gears grind when they repeat “moi qua doi” three plus times in a roll. Each time I hear it, I just want to stand up with a shocked face like OMG! Moi qua doi?!?! I think announcing it once is plenty good enough, the moi qya doi part that is. Another thing that is annoying is when they xin le for someone that died in Vietnam. They always have to say “moi qua doi tai Vietnam.” My reaction would always be, oh thank goodness it’s not the linh hon Maria in America that I know… Our Vietnamese traditions can be very funny…
Anyways I wanted to share a little bit of what I know of Ba aka linh hon Maria. I didn’t have much of a relationship with her, but I will always remember her as the Ba that really loved my mom. Once in a while, she would take candy and fruit from her house, wrap it up in a napkin and brings it to church for my mom. Of course every time she brings it, my mom would say no please don’t bring it because I can’t eat it. Ba’s response would always be the same, “then give it to your boys!.” When I was younger, I loved her sneaker bars! I will also remember her as a extremely strong lady that survived breast cancer and a robbery which they tried to kill her, all of this in Vietnam where the hospital system is nowhere as good as ours. Now that’s a strong lady!
Now this last part, I hope will pull on the heart strings of those that read this. My other uncle whom doesn’t go to our church has been taking his mother’s hospitalization not very well. It has really messed up his head. For the past week prior to her passing, he would not be able to sleep and would always cry out at night for his mother, “Ma oy, ma oy.” The hours prior to her passing, he was at her bedside saying his goodbyes. He was saying that he was sorry that he had to join the army which resulted in him being away from his mom for a very long time. He really regretted his time away.
My lesson learned is to really cherish the moments we have with our parents, especially our mothers. No matter how irrational we may think they are, deep down we have it good because they love us so much! Don’t live life with a possible regret of the last thing you said your moms. Cherish every moment as they will not be around forever.
I come back to my car at night and there was a parking ticket for $68. I was thinking of fighting it, but I looked up the CA vehicle code and it says:
V C Section 22514 Fire Hydrants
22514. No person shall stop, park, or leave standing any vehicle within 15 feet of a fire hydrant except as follows:
a) You’re in the car and can move it as needed
b) Local city law says okay to park closer than 15 feet
c) Your car is a fire truck
So know the law or get owned!
You know what melts my frosty?
Hearing about guys catching heat because they used a coupon on a girl. Just this morning on KIIS FM I heard a girl call in about getting mad because her guy used a groupon...How stuck up can a girl be to get mad at a man for saving money!? I understand that you can measure the importance of something by it's monetary value but COME ON! There's a difference between spending $10 at McDonalds and going to Chili's and spending $10 for $20 worth of food! When you find a girl that doesn't wanna go out cause you don't have a coupon you'll know she's a keeper, less she be a
What are your thoughts?
They sometimes tiptoe to look over cars that are coming. Whenever I see this I'm like "you idiot! the bus will come when it comes! looking isn't going to make it come any faster!"
Well now that I take the public transportation, MF I'm doing it too! I find myself occasionally looking down the track to see when the train will come. Ah it's killing me..
I guess I understand why the other people do it too. It comes down to having nothing else to do so you're just curious to see if the next bus or train is coming yet.
And that's what bring me to my main point of this post, Wrestling has produced some pretty great people. The ones that made it big, and by big i mean eternally remembered by fans and future wrestlers, are the ones that earned it through thick and thin. They're some of the most humble and appreciative people ever and have great stories to be told. Some of these people can rightfully call themselves the best sports entertainers in the world. As i watched these documentaries I truly feel happy for the wrestler and his success. It makes me feel good and replenishes my hope for all tight spandex wearing men. Very nice!
You know how we hold hands with other people in church during the Our Father? Generally people keep their hands somewhere between bicep to shoulder level, and at the end, we raise them to eye level. Well some people hold their hands above the shoulder at the beginning, like ear level. This makes me tired, and when the part comes to raise your hands, we barely raise our hands because ear level is so dang close to eye level. I'm thinking mudabitch, you want to start above the shoulders, I will make you finish above the head!
…or more like the year?! I know I’ve been mia since I’ve been caught up with a lot of things, but you're in luck since I have insomnia! I would love to hear fellow ballers/PPs (lol) answer the following questions:
To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?
I have controlled about 70% of the direction of my life, which I feel is not enough at the moment. Looking back, I have always felt the need to please my parents so I was concerned about doing [their] things right rather than doing the right things for myself. Now that I am older and more aware of who I am and what I want, I strive to gain more control of my life. It is definitely a struggle, but I know it’s a must!
Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
Oh gosh…ripped undies! I have a couple panties that have lace embellishments and they easily ripped in the washer. Who needs to spend money on nearly crotchless panties?! haha I’ve kept them around for those “I don’t give a crap…feeling like horse poop” days. Admitting this makes me realize how much I really need to let them go! Btw, much thanks to Mac for free VS panty coupons this past year! lol
What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?
Wear no makeup. I was extremely self-conscious about myself throughout high school because of my severe acne and around the age of 17, I felt the need to pile on makeup to feel accepted and attractive. I guess that insecurity still lingers a bit today.
Which is worse, failing or never trying?
I would have to say never trying. I would rather fail at something and know than regret never trying and wondering what could have been.
...and what about you?!