well, i'm in a bitchy mood. someone started this stupid tradition at my office that when it's Your birthday, You have to bring in donuts or bagels or something. so tomorrow, i have to wake up Early-ER so i can go buy donuts to put out in the kitchen... you've seen piranha swarm on a side of beef lowered into a river, right?? then i have to go to an architect's office, and pay to park, for a meeting by 8am, so i won't even get to play "how many donuts till i throw up"...
update on the garage door opener, i called my sears today, and mistakenly forgot to ask the lady that answered if she had a brain, told her my opener problems, so she could put me on hold for 10 minutes, so i could explain the whole thing again to some other moron who had no idea what he was doing. he told me to call the support number, that he had to look up, so i'll try that tomorrow. i guess i haven't ever thought about the knowledge a sears employee should have, i've never had to ask one of them how to do something... i always thought that'd be a cool job for me after i retire, because you know i'm not going to sit around and relax... but i'd be Way over qualified, because i own and have actually used most of the equipment and tools they carry... the nerve of me...
i have some mexican neighbors... don't get me wrong, they're all really nice, the ones that don't speak english at least wave... more than i can say for my asshole neighbors... anyways, there's about 14 people in a 3 bedroom house, and they have at least 9 cars... so every night from 10 to around midnight, there's a circue de solei de mexico acrobatic car maneuvering show. they have 2 that don't run in the garage, 4 in the driveway and 3 or so, given the time of day, up farther in the court. well, the last ones in have to pull in the driveway so the others can get out early... it's kinda funny to watch. the cat gets all up in a snit while this is going on, i don't know if he doesn't like the headlights dancing around in circles, or if he just doesn't like the neighbors... is there some on-going fued between china and mexico that i don't know about? he is siamese, you know... i don't know how deep he's involved in his heritage, when i speak chinese to him, he acts like he doesn't know what i'm talking about...
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With regard to your cat, I think technically Siam is now Thailand, I wonder if he's a "modern" Siamese and speaks Thai. Might be something to try.
Mexico and Thailand are in a sort of "race" to see who can provide the most plastic junk to The Wal Marts.
i worked at sears for a while - in the sporting goods dept - they trained me in the most basic of basic info regarding the use of the machines... i.e., how to turn on the treadmill... and let me go for it. as you've obviously learned, you don't want to have too much confidence in them.
I forgot about the Mexican's... hehe, that's funny.
And it's no wonder Ollie looks at you weird when you speak chinese to him. He's not Chinese, he's Siamese. That's totally stereo-typing the poor feline!
We should get him and Furby together. I know Ollie chatters a lot and Furby never shuts up! It'd be interesting to see what they would "say" to each other. Although, Ollie's kind of a snob. He'd probably turn up his nose at Furbutt, thinking "If I don't look at him, He's not there!" Give him hugs and kisses from Brax and I. We sure miss him!
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