Pre-Holiday Doldrums

Yep.

Nothing has happened in the last two weeks that merits a blog entry.

We turned in a letter to the property management here on November 28, arguing that our lease should be terminated 18 days early (on Jan. 31 instead of Feb. 18) because of the hardship we have endured due to the roof leak -- which, by the way, is FINALLY "fixed," both inside and out. Now we just need some good rain to test it.

I've been collecting good boxes from work to facilitate our move, and today one of the supervisors came to me with a customer who was looking for boxes and [the supervisor] asked me to save some good moving boxes for this customer. I shrugged and said "Sure," but thought "What is she thinking? She knows that I'm moving soon and that I'm trying to collect boxes." I don't think I've ever had such a direct conflict of interest! Boxes for me, or boxes for complete stranger... hmm, what to do... NOT!

Let's chalk up another incomprehensible ad slogan: Coca-Cola's "GIVE LIVE LOVE." This sentence fragment doesn't even make any sense -- unless "live" is an adjective describing the immediate, real-time nature of the love you are to give. If they had simply changed the order of the words, it would make much more sense (to me, anyway): "GIVE LOVE LIVE." That, at least, I can understand. Could be "Give, love, live" or merely requesting that the readers give love as they live their lives. Plus, it balances out the sounds.

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You know the spotlights that police cars have that are controlled from inside the vehicle? I wonder if someone could rig up something like that, but instead of a spotlight, it has an oversized upturned fist that can be aimed and the middle finger could pop up when you pull a trigger or something? That'd be sweet.