I just want to let everyone know that Christine (my wife) is going to be showing and selling her work over at the Las Olas Art Fair in Ft. Lauderdale this weekend (Labor Day).
Those who are interested be sure to stop by and say hi!
My Anti-Ford ranting continues....
Aides to the governor say he will sign legislation approved on Thursday that could allow up to 75,000 hybrid drivers, mainly those behind the wheel of a gas-sipping Prius, to use car pool lanes even when taking to the road alone. The governor hopes the perk will encourage more people to buy the cleaner-burning cars, but by doing so, he will give the Japanese-made Prius vaunted status in a state where nearly 30 million registered vehicles compete for every inch of open asphalt.
Opponents of the law, who include the Ford Motor Company are asking the Govenator "to veto the legislation because no American-built vehicle would qualify" and that the law "puts our workers and stockholders at a competitive disadvantage precisely when Ford is entering the hybrid market with a family-oriented, no compromise S.U.V."
that last post was #200 for me.
I rule! Everyone shake your asses!
To celebrate...why don't you go ahead and buy my comic.
Or check out my new one (coming out soon)!
So it was a fairly simple procedure, I dropped my Escape off over at the Ford dealership for service, something I've done many times before. I got called a couple hours after the drop letting me know the car was ready, I told my service guy that I would pick it up today (Sunday), which was fine with him. We end up over at the place today, I pay my bill (why are brakes so expensive?) and are told that the car will pull around in a minute.
Thirty minutes goes by.
Christine and I head back into the service center to find out what's going on. It turns out that they lost my keys. Can't find them. They apologize and let me know that they are hunting for them.
20 minutes goes by.
They come to the realization that they don't have my keys anywhere, so they let me know that they will make me a new key. They tell us that it will be another 20 minutes.
30 minutes goes by.
Here's where the story gets truly enjoyable. They realize, that the key making machine is locked. And they don't have the key. Let that sink in. The machine...that makes keys...is locked...and this huge multi-million car dealership which is owned by a multi-billion dollar car company...only has one key for the machine that makes the keys so you can leave with your newly bought car (or newly serviced car that needs new keys after some jackass loses your keys).
So they let me know that hopefully they can get me the car back on Monday or Tuesday. Wonderful.
So I'll never buy a Ford again, never recommend their cars and will never head back to the Greenway Ford store or service center again (Well I have to pick up my car). Now you may say, "That's a bit extreme for only losing your car keys", well I would say..."THIS ISN'T THE FIRST TIME!!!!!" Yes, it has happened to Christine and I before, we must be gluttons for punishment. The service center has also pretty much sucked ass for quite some time so this was what pushed me over the edge.
So in conclusion, Ford sucks, don't buy from them and if you must buy a Ford don't buy one at Greenway Ford in Orlando.
Thanks for reading my insane ranting.
Touch of Death Website (through Coral)
Rose from the Ashes Website (through Coral)
(Link courtesy of Slashdot)
Hundreds of vintage postcards from the 19th and 20th centuries, organized by country and topic.
(Link courtesy of BoingBoing)
I'm selling number a limited print of the Andrew Robinson's cover from Touch of Death #2. The print is 13 inches by 19 inches, on archival paper and numbered 1 of 20.
Great Story! It's got lies, police reports and a grown man driving around town in the middle of the night pulling up yard signs.
(Link courtesy of Eschaton)
From the Athens 2004 Olympic website...
"For your protection and ours we have established a procedure for parties wishing to introduce a link to the ATHENS 2004 website on their site"
(Link courtesy of Metafilter)
and boy what a mess!
We've been away at Christine's brother's wedding in Boston, during that time a hurricane decided to kick Orlando in the ass. If you've emailed me in the last couple of days I would recommend trying again. We are back, safe and the house is intact, with electricity and internet!
If you can, please donate blood and to the Red Cross for the folks who weren't so lucky.
Photo Stamps! Upload a Photo make it into an official stamp!
(Link courtesy of BoingBoing)
I finally fixed webmail on the new server! Whoo hoo!
What?
I'm a computer dork....I get excited over the silliest things.
"These aren't the droids you're looking for...move along...move along..."
(I probably hacked the hell out of that quote.)
Myself, my best friend Ramiro and my youngest brother Marc, arrived in San Diego unscathed. I've come to realize though, that of the very few airports I've flown into, Denver is one I just don't enjoy. We had to stop there for a layover (and I stopped there before on my honeymoon) and it just blows. 1) Nothing to do 2) Every-time (ok it's only been 4 times) there's seems to be some sort of bad weather over that airport, that paired with my nervousness regarding leaving the earth via manned vehicle doesn't make for an enjoyable experience.
After landing I was pretty impressed with the San Diego airport, it's clean and modern looking which is always a plus, we grabbed our bags and headed off to the taxi stand. A short cab trip and we were dropped off at our hotel, The Westin Horton Plaza, excellent digs I whole heartedly recommend staying there. Actually....scratch that, we need hotel rooms for next year, find your own place!
Anyway, it was about 5 (PM) when we settled in, so I decided that instead of schlepping all our crap to the convention center and setting up, that we should just grab our badges and walk around together for probably our only time for the weekend. We grabbed a cab down to the hall and checked in. It was during the checkin that we realized that there maybe something wrong with our registration.
"Brian Kirsten, Brain Scan Studios I'm checking in for our exhibitor badges."
"It says here that we never got your California Temporary Sellers Permit."
(Temporary panic, then realization that I brought it...but it's at the hotel)
"Well I'll have to go back to the hotel to get it, so you all never got the faxed copy from last Friday?"
(Semi-quick note: I waited WAY too long to fill out that paperwork, I literally got it at the last possible second.)
They pull out a folder with my company information and lo-and-behold there was the permit, someone just forgot to enter it into the computer. OOOPS. We ended up getting everything settled, walked over to another line to get our badges printed (what's up with that?) and enter the majesty that is the San Diego Comic Con. We wandered around for an hour, during that time I told myself I wouldn't purchase anything until Sunday (more on why that was a dumb decision later) and just enjoyed ourselves. Due to our East Coast to West Coast time change we headed back to the hotel, got room service and passed out.
Day One Completed (Yes I know, it wasn't all that exciting, but it was mostly plane trip, what do you expect? And you know what? I was at Comc Con! So Thursday ranked in the top 4 of the 4 most ass-kicking-est days of the 4 day trip....).
Finally I've gotten around to updating the Rose from the Ashes website. Not a whole lot (preview pages and more detail about the project), but it's something!
Check it out here.
Pages from sheet music 1850-1920, examples of some great looking old designs.
I'll blog about computer problems! So I got home from San Diego on Monday, heading back into a hectic work week. Sometime mid-week the server that had been running this site and a couple of other sites started making a clicking noise.
That's never good.
It sounded like the hard drive in the machine was on it's last legs. I removed the machine from it's closet home (in my bedroom), opened her up, dusted it out and moved it to my office. It ran for about a day, then seized up again. Nothing. She was kaput, dead as a doornail.
So on Saturday we combed Orlando ("Comb the desert!"), for an inexpensive machine I can throw Redhat on and rebuild into a bigger, better webserver. We found one at the Computer Builders Warehouse near my work, a barebones unit, that we just had to throw a hard drive and cd-rom into. And that's what is serving these pages right now. Hooray for linux!
I'll get to writing about San Diego soon...I swear!