May 2009 Archives

Billy tells me I need to stop posting bi-monthly life updates and start just posting stupid random stuff ala eyepits.com. He contends that this will lower the quality bar and free me to start posting more frequently. Something certainly needs to change as my blog is sadly withering on the vine... So, here goes...

Last night in bed:
Kara: "I can't wait until next week's episode of Bones! This week's left me unsatisfied!"
Jake: "Um, are you sure it wasn't the season finale? There probably won't be a next episode until September."
Kara: <silent realization leading to disappointment>

This past weekend we bought a fan at Fred Meyer but when I tried to put it together at home, I discovered that a piece was missing. So I went back to Freddy's to get another one, and had the following experience:

I waited in the customer service line, and when the next checker was available, I walked up to the counter. The dude looks right past me to the line and says "Can I help whoever is next." I kind of wave at him, like 'hello, I'm right in front of you...' He looks at the person in line (that was behind me) and asks "were you next?" I say, "I was next..." So he says, "Ok, how can I help you?"

I explain the missing piece and say that I just want to get a replacement. He says "Ok, go get another one and we'll get you checked out." I lean the box against the counter and say "Ok, I'm leaving this here, I'll be right back." He says "Oh, take that one with you." Me: "But this one is opened?" Him: "Yes, take it with you for reference." Me: "I know which one I got, I don't need it for reference." Him: "We can't hold things up here..." I laugh and say ok, and wonder why he didn't just say that in the first place instead of giving me that "for reference" BS.

So, I carry the stupid opened box down three aisles, get a new fan and bring both boxes back to the customer service area. The checker is busy, so I get in line... when he is done, I approach the counter. He looks past me again to the person in line behind me and says "I can help whoever is next." I wave at him again and say "hello?" He looks at me and says "How can I help you, today?" I look at him like 'WTF, I just talked to you...' and he just blankly stares back at me waiting for me to explain how he can help me. I say "the fan?" He looks blankly at me. I say "the broken fan? Remember, from like one minute ago?" He still looks lost, so I put the two fan boxes up on the counter and say "I need to replace this fan with this one." He says "so, this fan is broken?" Me: "Well, like I said, there is a missing piece." He looks at my receipt, takes the opened box and says I'm all set.

As I walked away I thought "WTF was that?!?"

A few mornings ago as I was waking up in bed I had the following weird sleepy thought:

If I have a son, I should name him Diego. Then I can leave him with my parents while I take a vacation to southern California. Then I can tell everyone that I'm going to San Diego sans Diego.

My parents were out of town this weekend, and so as any good Russell will tell you, that means PARTY AT THE PARENTS' HOUSE! It was a BBQ, Beer & Bocce Ball Birthday Bash, and it was lots of fun. When the sun went down, we started a campfire and made s'mores, yum! After everyone else had left, Billy, Kalin, and me camped out overnight in a tent. The weather was nice all day, but it sure got cold at night!! Today we continued the outdoor fun playing more bocce, a little badminton, and an exhausting game of keep-away. A pretty sweet weekend, made even sweeter because I don't have to go to work tomorrow!