Friday, February 23, 2007

100 years should be enough time

Sgt. Paul Cortez has been sentenced to 100 years for the rape and murder of a girl as well as the murders of three members of her family.

"I still don't have an answer," Cortez told the judge. "I don't know why. I wish I hadn't. The lives of four innocent people were taken. I want to apologize for all of the pain and suffering I have caused the al-Janabi family."

Hopefully sometime in the next 100 years, he'll be able to figure out why he committed such a monsterous act.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Seriously, folks, HOV lanes are not for single drivers

I don't know WTF is up with you people, but enough is enough, already. I counted 16 out of 20 cars in the HOV lanes, during restricted hours, with only one person (i.e. the driver) in them between Harding and Old Hickory Blvd on I-24 this afternoon.

What's the point in having them if Metro/THP aren't going to enforce them?

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Food workers of the world, unite!

And read this blog.

Now, I am the first to admit I can be a bit difficult to please. Like Sally in When Harry Met Sally, I like things the way I like them. Unlike Sally, I do try to be reasonable when I am asking someone else to serve me my food, and I keep the "on the sides" and substitutions to a bare minimum, i.e. none.

I have eaten out a couple of times in my adult life, and one trend that is becoming glaringly obvious to me is this: regardless of how I request my food, I will get it thte way someone else thinks I should have it. Take the other night at the somewhat-recently reopened Texana. I ordered my ribeye medium rare. That means warm and pink on the inside. The only brown on the meat should be on its outside. But the meat that was presented to me was medium well. Not a huge deal, and, unlike other times, I didn't send it back because I was pretty damn hungry.

Today, I went to Arby's on a whim. [An aside: don't ever go to Arby's on a whim. It is an experience that needs to be worked up to.] I went through the drive through because it's really cold outside and I was coming back to the office to eat. I placed my order at the speaker then pulled around to the window where I was ignored for a few minutes. When attention was paid to me it was initially to give me the incorrect change, then to not hear me when I pointed out the incorrect change and what the correct change should have been, then to ignore me again when offering the same information, then to mishear my request for "more ketchup and some horsey sauce, please" as "Arby's sauce," then to mishear my re-request for "more ketchup and some horsey sauce" as "no, I couldn't possibly want more than one packet of ketchup to mask the flavor of your nasty-ass fries and some horsey sauce" as "some horsey sauce."

I never did get the right change, or enough ketchup.

So, food workers of the world, whether you are in fast food, or in fine dining, do one thing: give your customers what they ask for.

Thank you for your attention.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Oddest request of the day

I realize it is still early in the day, but I don't think anything is going to top the "I want a Big Butter Jesus" request made by Li'l Stupid Girl this morning.

I find myself longing, too, after a savior who is large, and made of butter.


Monday, February 12, 2007

Let the "Anti-American" Commentary Begin!

The Dixie Chicks [deservedly] cleaned up at the Grammys last night.

I anticipate certain folks of a particular political bent will begin braying "the Grammy voters are, obviously, anti-American" spew soon.

Can't wait!

Friday, February 09, 2007