The Big DumpTruck

Throwing Little Thought Pebbles at Your Windshield Since 1996

Month: November, 2004



Winding Down

Okay, 5000 or so words to go by midnight tomorrow. Piece of cake.

I say that, and I should also mention that a mouse kept us awake most of the night last night. I was ready to set off explosives just to destroy the thing.

If I get a trap (you know, the Tom and Jerry kind) and we catch it, I’m going to feel obligated to say “Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.” I know, I know, but at least I warned you.


Nano Update

As of this very second (if you don’t count that I’m not writing, I’m updating the Dump) I have 42581 words. I have until midnight Tuesday to hit 5000. My goal for tonight, which I may or may not make, given that I’m getting a little tired and I have work tomorrow, is 44000, which would give me only 3000 per day for the next two days. Entirely do-able.

The quality of my writing has flown into the toilet in an effort to get the word count up. It’s an ugly scene in my Word file. Here’s a sample for you, in which I take advantage of the time-honored tradition of repeating words as often as possible.

“What the hell kind of friends do I have that they won’t let me eat pie in peace? For goodness’ sake, it’s just pie. What is wrong with pie? If they won’t let me have pie, I’m just going to have to dump them for some other friends. Some friends who can appreciate that the body needs pie, just like it needs sunshine, root beer and Durkee’s fried onion rings. ”


Easy Like Sunday Morning

I think I’ve used that Title Before. It’s going to have to be okay, because I’m not going to change it. I’m taking the easy way out today, as I already mentioned in the title.

Yesterday was a great day. Sorry I didn’t get around to telling you about it. Not only did we squeeze in a trip to the Higgins Armory Museum (oh my God, have you been there? Unbelievable!), but we also got the train I wanted for Christmas (scaled to go around my Dept 56 Village pieces that I’ve been collecting for 10 years or so now) and, get this, Mr. Dump put up the outside Christmas lights. I have to tell you, that’s the shocking one for the day. This is a man who isn’t into Christmas a half of what I am, and putting up the lights has definitely been my job over the years. But he not only did it, he wanted to. Now I am sad to announce that I let him pick out the color because I had done it like the past 6 years or so, and this year we’re stuck with white. It looks nice, but I like to put solid red or solid blue. Or mixed. We were usually the house that broke up the white monotony.

But I get to pick the colors for the tree in the house, so that’s okay. And no way in heck we’re putting all white lights on the tree in the house. Nope. Nosiree.


No Rest for the Wicked

Ah, the life of a contractor. Sure, we get paid a decent hourly wage, but we get no sick days or holidays or vacation days. So I don’t get paid for yesterday, and I have to work today or I won’t get paid for that either.

I’m not really complaining, I’m happy to have a job to go to in the morning. But I miss my old job, where the owner of the company would wander through the building on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and tell everyone they could leave at 2:oopm, and we wouldn’t have to step foot back in the building before Monday.

I will say one thing, the commute was fantastic this morning. I just have to time the drive home so I will miss all the mall-aholics heading back after a day of boosting the economy.


Shopping Rant

I’d like to take a moment to give half a peace sign. Now if you know me at all, you know I love Amazon. I’ve spent a LOT of money at Amazon over the years. At lunch today I went to their site to place an order for some toys, and was thrilled to see a couple of them were on sale for really good prices. I thought this was great, because I will not be able to go shopping Friday to take advantage of all the big sales because I have to work.

So I pile stuff up in my Amazon basket and go to check out. We’re talking like $300 worth of stuff, right? Mostly toys, but at least one DVD. So what pleasant surprise is waiting for me? They’ve removed the free shipping options. Items that would have had free shipping a couple of days ago now do not, because they are only offering free shipping on toys that are flagged by Toys R Us. Most of the items I am buying do not have this flag. Do you know how much they want to charge me for shipping for my 12 items? Seventy Five Dollars!!!! One item, a Matchbox car set, regularly $39, was on sale for $19. Sweet! But the shipping, if you bought this and only this? Over ten dollars! Ten dollars to ship a Matchbox Set? I want it hand-delivered tomorrow for that price!

So, Amazon and Toys R Us, what I’ve done is found the same items on other websites for about the same price, but with free shipping on orders over a certain dollar amount (no restrictions). You just lost a three hundred dollar sale because you’re trying to take advantage of parents scrambling to “help Santa” by screwing us during this festive holiday season. Thanks for nothing!


A Very Special Thanksgiving Entry

Ah, it’s that time of year again. Because I don’t know if I’ll have time to post anything tomorrow, while I’m busy stuffing my face, I’ll get my turkey day thanks out of the way ahead of time. Now I know that usually, folks running a site like this go into a long list of things they are thankful for that mirror all the other lists. I am thankful for my health, my family, for the fact that I have a home and a job. Those are the things I’m thankful for in the privacy of my own heart: you’re just going to have to trust me on this.

But for you people, you get non-sentimental the official Big DumpTruck List of Thanks:

  • The people at Blogger, for continuing to support and enhance this product. Without it, there’s no way I’d update as often as I do. Which I’m sure is good and bad for those of you reading.
  • My Sidekick 2, without which I’d develop a twitch being away from my email all day.
  • People who are so concerned about me that they keep trying to tell me my wife is cheating on me, that I can increase the size of my manhood, and sell me discount drugs. Not to mention fake Rolexes and access to websites with pictures…well, let’s just say pictures. Thanks, spammers! And thanks for being so worried that I wasn’t getting your mail that you have started bombing the comments here on the Dump. You take time out of your busy schedule to post 25 spam messages a night, which like triples my page hit counts. That’s a lot of time you’re spending on a site that normally only gets 140 or so hits a day.
  • Barilla Pasta. You can’t overcook it!

Gosh, I could just go on and on…but I’ll end with a thanks to you guys, for continuing to visit even though I have nothing of any importance to say. You are the marshmallows on my sweet potatoes!


Mount St. Helens

Mount St. Helens

Joan: It’s just so great that you are able to join us today. I feel honored, since you’ve been so busy lately.

Mount St. Helens: Oh, you don’t know the half of it.

June: Well, all eyes are on you these days. Care to give us some insider scoop?

MSH: Funny how I grabbed the limelight from Florida and Ohio for a while there, huh?

June: “Funny” is an interesting way to put it, I suppose.

MSH: Hey, it’s funny to me! [deep, rumbling laugh]

June: You’ve made a lot of people pretty nervous. Can you give us a hint? Will we actually see more than just steam and ash?

MSH: I really can’t comment on that. Liability issues. If I blow without warning, I retain my “Act of God” status. If I sit here and tell you to circle October 14 on the calendar, Homeland Security will be all up my butt.

June: So we’re just supposed to wait and see?

MSH: And watch me on the internet! I’ve got a live webcam. I’m an Internet celebrity! The URL is

June: I’m impressed! That’s very cutting edge. I don’t know why, but I didn’t expect a volcano to be quite so technologically adept.

MSH: While I’m older than dirt, I feel like I’m a child of the ’80s. I really came of age back then, got a lot of press, you know? I’ve tried to stay current since then. So yes, I’m technologically savvy. But keep ’em guessing, I always say. Will I or won’t I?

June: I think I speak for many people when I say they’d prefer that you didn’t.

MSH: Ya, they say that. But when’s the last time someone sacrificed a virgin to me? Just plopped one right in my top? I can’t even remember the last time.

June: Well, we’re not so much into that in the United States, being somewhat advanced in the areas of science and religion. Well, science anyway.

MSH: Hey, you make your choices, and I’ll make mine. A virgin once in a while is like buying a little extra insurance, you know? But hey, maybe some people are looking for a little lava. I can make concessions. Maybe over in Redmond they could name the next release of Windows after me or something. Or Starbucks could make the cup sizes “Tall, Grande and Mount St. Helens”! In fact, before they even make it official, next time you’re in Starbucks, order your CafĂ© Mocha in Mount St. Helens. Or I’ll blow ash on you.

June: Thank you, Mount St. Helens. We look forward to not hearing from you soon!


Turned Away

Aw man, today was the blood drive at work, and they told me to go away. Apparently it was a bad idea to cough in front of them. Actually, I was a little nervous that if I got on the table, I’d go into my normal reclining position coughing fit. So anyway, I tried, I really did. Unfortunately, it means I didn’t get one of the t-shirts they were giving out. [boo-boo face]

So one of you is going to have to go donate blood today in my place. Who will it be?


I Need More Time!

I’m getting nervous about how little time is left between now and the end of the month. I just broke the 29000 word mark, and I don’t know how much more I’ll be able to write tonight. Why do I put myself through this?

My cold is a little better but Mr. Dump says I gave it to him, so that’s not good.

The comment spammers are back, so I’m trying to keep those edited. Hopefully none of you will comment while I’m in the middle of deleting stuff. I apologize in advance if that happens.

Oh, and we had Junior’s teacher meeting tonight. He’s doing very well – is in the advanced groups for both Reading and Math. But he’s a talker. Now anyone who has ever met this child is just nodding his or her head. Yup. My sister had the best experience with his talking. She rode all the way home from North Conway NH with him the van with her kids, and her kids fell asleep and Junior didn’t stop talking the whole way. I was in a different car, and when we arrived at her house, she looked at me with wild eyes and asked (out of his earshot) “Does he ever shut up?” Heh heh heh. Welcome to my world.