We have a new Filenes here in town. It opened last week. I haven’t been in it because it would just be torture. Nobody goes to a clothing store to browse. But today I needed to go look for something at Toys R Us to finish off Junior’s clown costume for Halloween (we’re going to a costume parade tomorrow), so we headed down. It was bad enough that I was dealing with a billion people headed for the mall because it’s pouring rain. THEN I realized that the Toys R Us parking lot is now the Filene’s parking lot. When Bradlees was still there, the parking lot was 2x as big as it is today. Filenes is in the middle of where we used to park. And of course, a billion people are checking it out today. So yes, I’m grumpy. I’d like my parking lot back thank you.
Month: October 2002
8th Place
Now tell me. Why is it that after blowing it in the Fantasy Baseball league on Yahoo, I signed up not only for the Fantasy Football league but the Fantasy Basketball league too? In the FFL, I’m in 8th place. That’s after two weeks of getting ZERO points for my quarterbacks. One week the QB I was playing was worth 0 for his activities, while the guy on the bench would have given me 22 points. Then last week I had to swap them, because my 1st string guy (Fiedler) is out for about 6 weeks with a broken finger. I’m so disgusted that I have crappy quarterbacks. I don’t WANNA be last!
Cheat Codes
Whew!
It looks like someone may have hacked into blogger.com. It looks like (so far) the damage was minor. My content is all there, but one of the links points to a hacked page (not mine, on their site). I did immediately
a) Go to my server and change my passwords, and
b) download copies of all my blog files. Worst case, I can rebuild. This just forces me to do that backup to CD that I’ve been meaning to do all week.
It’s Fry Day!
Another day, another happy chance for you to watch me. I put a picture of me over on the right…if you click it, I think it will open the page the way it’s supposed to. It may not, I mean, I’m trying as hard as I can. I also turn the camera off once in a while. I also walk away from the computer. Cause, you know, I’m not Crazy Glued to this chair.
In other news…I wonder how the snipers will feel when we set them up on the world’s biggest shooting range and let all the residents of the mid-atlantic enter a lottery to see who gets to take shots at them while they run around, helpless. I’m just sayin’.