Stuff I like.
1 NHL teams; Islanders, Ranger, Devils, Blues, Oilers, Ducks, Flyers, Pittsburgh, Toronto, Kings, Panthers, Nashville, and the Capitals (Any other team that plays fair, clean, and has good fans)
2 Food; Mighty Taco, Sheetz and Charlie's (and that place in Olean with plates)
3 Retail; Target, K-Mart, Ace Hardware, Quik-Fill, TSC and Finn's automotive.
4 Roads; Thru-way west of exit 40, 21 the whole way, the abandoned section of old route 17, and 13 the whole way
5 Fun; Buffalo Naval Musuem
Don't like
1 NHL; teams with arrogent piece of garbage fans and players. Cheating teams that think it's better to take the penility than allow a break away. Teams that employ washed out overpaid sieves that fake injuries, or pull off cheap penitilies every time they get beat. Dominik (the sieve, I want to be remembered as a red wing, not a Sabre) Hasek. Chris (I've spent more time suspended for losing it and trying to kill a guy than some people have had career ice time, punch from behind, coward piece of trash) Simon. The red wings, texas, the wild, and all the other canadian teams.
2 Food; Big box stamped out turd-on-a-plate stuffedinyourwindowhaveanicedaydrivethu chain store that choke out the good local places. Cheeky overpriced liberal coffee shops.
3 Retail; Wal-Mart, Medley put our own flag over top the American flag, trash hole, Sorry if poor people "bother" your customers by ringing a bell for charity at Christmas time, I hope you choke on your egg nog) center, Home Depot (el cereal no leche).
4 Roads; 31 from Kreag Rd. to the P&C, Jefferson Rd. from Winton to the river. the intersection of 41 and 8, 332 in Canandaigua, and 96 from the village to the mall.
I'll add more as it comes. Don't bother arguing with me, but I welcome thoughts, ideas and suggestions.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
So I don't like bad drivers, nobody does. For me it goes beyond just not liking them, it frustrates and disappoints me when otherwise sober, sane, normal individuals make an ass of themselves acting like a thumb sucking ape just because there in their little "safety" zone behind locked doors and glass. In all the hours of driving and watching drivers, I've learned a few things and classed the bad drivers into a few groups. Here they are:
1 The head-on-fires. These are by far the most annoying group of people. They're the ones who speed everywhere, take off like a bat out of hell at lights, ride up on your bumper on the interstate, and use the turn lane to get ahead of a few more people at a light. When there's construction, these are the people who use the lane that is about to end, driving in it until the last second to try and get ahead of as many other drivers as possible. There is no excuse for the behavior of these worthless scum, they are inconsiderate, rude, and childish.
2 The huh-whats. These people drink, eat, talk on their phone, text, shave, read, adjust the radio, and oh yea, drive. They can't maintain their speed, stay in their lane, or be bothered with trying to actually operate the motor vehicle their "driving". Most of them are to important to be bothered with knowing what's going on around them. These are also the people that drive for 72 miles in the left lane beside a truck going 0.005 MPH slower than their cruse control setting.
3 The strange-new-worlds. Unlike the huh-whats, they pay attention, it's just so hard to figure out all these complicated signs, and colored lines on the roads, and other drives. Expect to do well under the speed limit with the occasional burst of speed. They'll also brake for every single intersection, sign, tree, house, weather change, oncoming car... And of course, my favorite, stop for yields, gock around with their jaw slapping the steering wheel, then pull off without touching the gas in a fit of ready-to-be-hit at any second fear.
I've also "profiled" some of these drivers and more often than not, I'm right.
1. Big-man-on-campus.
Driver=Male, white, middle income, middle aged. Look for signs of balding and other middle management or oppressive blue collar jobs. Usually in the later stages of a good hard mid-life crisis.
Vehicle=This will either be a "look at my better than you" yuppycar, most often bright red, black, or silver, or a giant truck(small penis), Fsomething50, dualie, diesel, double cab texass bigboy pickup that may have once hauled a small sewing table.
driving style=Mostly head-on-fire with some I'm better because I sit higher/payed more/have more toys on my car than you. Almost always in a hurry and speeding, riding bumpers, and doing "the look" over onto the shoulder in the left lane of the interstate.
2 Contractor trucks and vans. Somewhere in doing all that vocational schooling, their knowlage of driving must have been forced out. Look for all of three groups of stupid mixed with sports car like driving in a vehicle with ladders on the roof. Sometimes you'll get lucky and find one eating and talking on the phone while driving to their next job, oh, and driving. It's "the company's" gas so speeding like there no tomorrow is par for the course.
3 The ricer. Not nessarily the worst drivers on the road. In fact, I often look for their "work in progress" late model four cylinder inport coupe as a source of never ending entertainment. The variations of 'dupid are endless, but look for multi-colors/primer, APC stickers, body kits, and trunk deck ironing boards. That "phat" part-time job at McDonald's hasn't left them with much money, so look for them to be on the phone "wit their homes" about getting a apartment and finally moving out of mom's basement. You can sometimes also find them in traffic using their car's radio to ultrasound submarines off the coast of Alaska. The typical driver will be a skinny whiteboy who has trouble dressing himself in the morning. Another dead givaway will be when their windup toy passes you on the highway, bouncing around on wagon wheels and sounding like a small, out-of-tune tuba. Even if ricers are good drivers, their at a natural disadvatage because of the modifications that have left there without suspension, airodynamics, and sidewalls.
Old. They'll never get wherever they think their going and when they put the car in gear and let automatic transmission propel them to a break-neck speeds of 15 or more miles per hour their scared outa their mind, sending them hunkering behind the steering wheel. When they were your age, they drove uphill both ways, barefoot in the snow, in a time when anything over 30 MPH would squish your eyeballs into the back of your skull.
Foreign. Now I see why car have those funny little symbols instead of just words. Too bad signs can't be the same way.
I try to drive like a normal human being. Yes, I make mistakes like anyone else, but I don't take stupid risks. My car is not a status symbol, it's not an extension of my penis, or sign of my excessive wealth. It's a car, and it gets me from point to point. I like racing, drag, rally, and F1 are all fun to watch and in another life I might have been a competetitor in some form of motorsports. But those actions are for the track, and for cars specially built or modified for that purpose on tracks with safety designed for performance. I do the speed limit because no matter how Johnny Rebel you think you are for speeding, it's stupid, risky and if your lucky enough to get there without wrecking or being pulled over, you might save three minutes. At the same time, I don't have much tolerance for the Huh-whats and the Strange-new-worlds that drive their free-range-Subarus like a leasurerly stroll in the park. It isn't hard to just drive like the normal person I know you are. Focus, be safe, and drive like your grandma is in the car. It isn't hard if you think about it.
1 The head-on-fires. These are by far the most annoying group of people. They're the ones who speed everywhere, take off like a bat out of hell at lights, ride up on your bumper on the interstate, and use the turn lane to get ahead of a few more people at a light. When there's construction, these are the people who use the lane that is about to end, driving in it until the last second to try and get ahead of as many other drivers as possible. There is no excuse for the behavior of these worthless scum, they are inconsiderate, rude, and childish.
2 The huh-whats. These people drink, eat, talk on their phone, text, shave, read, adjust the radio, and oh yea, drive. They can't maintain their speed, stay in their lane, or be bothered with trying to actually operate the motor vehicle their "driving". Most of them are to important to be bothered with knowing what's going on around them. These are also the people that drive for 72 miles in the left lane beside a truck going 0.005 MPH slower than their cruse control setting.
3 The strange-new-worlds. Unlike the huh-whats, they pay attention, it's just so hard to figure out all these complicated signs, and colored lines on the roads, and other drives. Expect to do well under the speed limit with the occasional burst of speed. They'll also brake for every single intersection, sign, tree, house, weather change, oncoming car... And of course, my favorite, stop for yields, gock around with their jaw slapping the steering wheel, then pull off without touching the gas in a fit of ready-to-be-hit at any second fear.
I've also "profiled" some of these drivers and more often than not, I'm right.
1. Big-man-on-campus.
Driver=Male, white, middle income, middle aged. Look for signs of balding and other middle management or oppressive blue collar jobs. Usually in the later stages of a good hard mid-life crisis.
Vehicle=This will either be a "look at my better than you" yuppycar, most often bright red, black, or silver, or a giant truck(small penis), Fsomething50, dualie, diesel, double cab texass bigboy pickup that may have once hauled a small sewing table.
driving style=Mostly head-on-fire with some I'm better because I sit higher/payed more/have more toys on my car than you. Almost always in a hurry and speeding, riding bumpers, and doing "the look" over onto the shoulder in the left lane of the interstate.
2 Contractor trucks and vans. Somewhere in doing all that vocational schooling, their knowlage of driving must have been forced out. Look for all of three groups of stupid mixed with sports car like driving in a vehicle with ladders on the roof. Sometimes you'll get lucky and find one eating and talking on the phone while driving to their next job, oh, and driving. It's "the company's" gas so speeding like there no tomorrow is par for the course.
3 The ricer. Not nessarily the worst drivers on the road. In fact, I often look for their "work in progress" late model four cylinder inport coupe as a source of never ending entertainment. The variations of 'dupid are endless, but look for multi-colors/primer, APC stickers, body kits, and trunk deck ironing boards. That "phat" part-time job at McDonald's hasn't left them with much money, so look for them to be on the phone "wit their homes" about getting a apartment and finally moving out of mom's basement. You can sometimes also find them in traffic using their car's radio to ultrasound submarines off the coast of Alaska. The typical driver will be a skinny whiteboy who has trouble dressing himself in the morning. Another dead givaway will be when their windup toy passes you on the highway, bouncing around on wagon wheels and sounding like a small, out-of-tune tuba. Even if ricers are good drivers, their at a natural disadvatage because of the modifications that have left there without suspension, airodynamics, and sidewalls.
Old. They'll never get wherever they think their going and when they put the car in gear and let automatic transmission propel them to a break-neck speeds of 15 or more miles per hour their scared outa their mind, sending them hunkering behind the steering wheel. When they were your age, they drove uphill both ways, barefoot in the snow, in a time when anything over 30 MPH would squish your eyeballs into the back of your skull.
Foreign. Now I see why car have those funny little symbols instead of just words. Too bad signs can't be the same way.
I try to drive like a normal human being. Yes, I make mistakes like anyone else, but I don't take stupid risks. My car is not a status symbol, it's not an extension of my penis, or sign of my excessive wealth. It's a car, and it gets me from point to point. I like racing, drag, rally, and F1 are all fun to watch and in another life I might have been a competetitor in some form of motorsports. But those actions are for the track, and for cars specially built or modified for that purpose on tracks with safety designed for performance. I do the speed limit because no matter how Johnny Rebel you think you are for speeding, it's stupid, risky and if your lucky enough to get there without wrecking or being pulled over, you might save three minutes. At the same time, I don't have much tolerance for the Huh-whats and the Strange-new-worlds that drive their free-range-Subarus like a leasurerly stroll in the park. It isn't hard to just drive like the normal person I know you are. Focus, be safe, and drive like your grandma is in the car. It isn't hard if you think about it.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Don't vote
This year, I want you to do something for me. Or rather, I want you to not do something for me. Don't vote. Don't listen to all the garbage MTV is spewing about "rock the vote", don't be informed and chose the candidate that would be best at meeting your needs and sharing you opinions. I want you to not vote this fall so that when I vote, it'll be like I'm voting for both of us. Shoot, if I can get ten people in this country to not vote, then when I vote, it'll be like ten votes for the guy I vote for. Hypocrite you say? No silly, think of it like this, I'm voting for you. It's so hard to take time out of your busy life, drive all the way to your voting location, get out of your car, hang up your phone... Besides, you might be forced to interact with people and we all know where that leads. So as a service to my fellow Americans, I've watched CNN for nearly 20 minutes now and I think I'm ready to go down and cast my vote. I know you agree with me, and it would be illegal to use your voter I.D. to vote a second time, so I'll just ask you to not vote, thereby making my vote count for both of us...
Sounds pretty stupid huh? Well so is not voting. It's your right as an American, and it's a right many people have died defending. I don't care who you vote for, thats for you to decide. Whats important is that you get out and vote. The more people who do, the better chance we have of successfully electing the candidate that best represents the interests of the greatest amount of Americans. It's not hard, it's free, and it's easy. If you still don't think it's important, ask someone who has lived in a country run by a dictator.
If you value any part of the laws or Constitution of this country, vote for the person who will best defend them. Don't give that excuse of "I didn't vote because both candidates are corrupt"... No man is perfect, but at least we can keep in check those who would take over and run things their way without any thought or resistance to things that will harm everyone but them.
Vote for yourself and do it because you can.
The One Timer
Sounds pretty stupid huh? Well so is not voting. It's your right as an American, and it's a right many people have died defending. I don't care who you vote for, thats for you to decide. Whats important is that you get out and vote. The more people who do, the better chance we have of successfully electing the candidate that best represents the interests of the greatest amount of Americans. It's not hard, it's free, and it's easy. If you still don't think it's important, ask someone who has lived in a country run by a dictator.
If you value any part of the laws or Constitution of this country, vote for the person who will best defend them. Don't give that excuse of "I didn't vote because both candidates are corrupt"... No man is perfect, but at least we can keep in check those who would take over and run things their way without any thought or resistance to things that will harm everyone but them.
Vote for yourself and do it because you can.
The One Timer
Thursday, August 21, 2008
8/22/08
So I saw in the news tonight that the Chinese gymnasts are being called into question for possibly being too young to legally compete. This brought an interesting thought to my mind; what does China have to do to get us pissed off enough to actually do something meaningful and worthwhile about all the things they're doing that are so obviously and openly wrong?
For years now China has been killing, crushing, or buying everything that contests it or make it compete for market. Nobody seems to really pay any attention to them, until now. In the past few years China, being a world "super power", has now also become a considerable force within the world economy. I'll take a moment to say that this is not without the fault of the America consumer who, stupidly fills their cart with cheap Chinese made junk. This is further perpetuated by this trend in America society of using, using up, then tossing out everything. It's what I've begin to refer to as the "Disposable Nation" trend. We'll get into that more later.
It seems to me, the average Joe-on-the-street, that as China becomes more of a part of the world market, so grows the attention that is brought to the horrible and just plain wrong things they're doing. I have no doubt these things have been going on for some time, just as I'm sure this country isn't without it's own deplorable actions.
What really kills me is that as a nation, we just shrug and let it happen. Sure we get pissed and we say a lot of stuff, but we keep going to Wal-Mart, we keep filling our carts with cheap garbage because "it costs less", and we keep up that trend of tossing it out and buying a new one when we don't have to. So in the end we're just talking a lot of hot nothing.
We all know all know about the products that have killed people and pets because of some chemical that shouldn't have been in there in the first place. And it's not like an accident, it's in there because it's cheaper than making the product right. But we just shrugged and changed the channel. In this day, an Iraqi farts, and the "terror" level goes up. Chinese kill some people, "but, well, you know, it's not like they met it or anything."
So now they've gone over the line again and messed with the Olympics. I don't just mean the underage athletes. If you watched the Gymnastic competition at all, it was pretty clear that the Chinese were not competing on the same level. Then all the drama going on at the judging tables? Sure it was typical drive-by sensational television, but there's no arguing that something was going on back there. The lady in the red coat running around so angry, the pissed sweaty judges looking like scolded 8 year olds. I don't pretend to know what going on there but the results speak for themselves. It's almost like they had to find some way for the Chinese athletes to come out ahead.
I kind of equate messing with the Olympics to wrestling with you little brother in the rec room. Things start out innocently enough with some slap and tickle, but inevitably they heat up, and you find yourself moments from being impaled with a pool stick. This is the moment when you must stop, take a breath and explain to your younger sibling that going too far is just "not cool". It a duty any and all good older brothers and sisters have had to face. In this case, we're the older sibling, and China is the one who has crossed the line. As the older world super power I feel it's our responsibility to call them out on the many recent "not cool" things. We can talk till we're blue in the face, sign "accords", and have Kofi Annan and his rolling circus of kookery spout all sorts of "good will or else" crap, or we can send the message that counts. The message that they'll hear.
We can stop buying all there crap.
We could again employ Americans to make the products that we buy, we could stop being so wasteful and we could start sending the message that it's "not cool" to be doing some of the things your doing. Sure we'll pay a little more for stuff, but surprise, it's just might be better quality! Instead of buying that hummer, and paying a car payment a month for 3800 channels of cable, why don't pay a little more next time, buy American, keep someone who might live right in your home town employed instead of funneling money to China where they can do whatever they want.
This is not a Buy American rate, buy buying at home, and buying from companies with good business ethics anywhere can never hurt. The bottom line is, you don't like people dying, pets dying and messing with the Olympics is just all around bad, so get up off the couch do something and hit them where it counts, in the wallet.
The One Timer.
,
For years now China has been killing, crushing, or buying everything that contests it or make it compete for market. Nobody seems to really pay any attention to them, until now. In the past few years China, being a world "super power", has now also become a considerable force within the world economy. I'll take a moment to say that this is not without the fault of the America consumer who, stupidly fills their cart with cheap Chinese made junk. This is further perpetuated by this trend in America society of using, using up, then tossing out everything. It's what I've begin to refer to as the "Disposable Nation" trend. We'll get into that more later.
It seems to me, the average Joe-on-the-street, that as China becomes more of a part of the world market, so grows the attention that is brought to the horrible and just plain wrong things they're doing. I have no doubt these things have been going on for some time, just as I'm sure this country isn't without it's own deplorable actions.
What really kills me is that as a nation, we just shrug and let it happen. Sure we get pissed and we say a lot of stuff, but we keep going to Wal-Mart, we keep filling our carts with cheap garbage because "it costs less", and we keep up that trend of tossing it out and buying a new one when we don't have to. So in the end we're just talking a lot of hot nothing.
We all know all know about the products that have killed people and pets because of some chemical that shouldn't have been in there in the first place. And it's not like an accident, it's in there because it's cheaper than making the product right. But we just shrugged and changed the channel. In this day, an Iraqi farts, and the "terror" level goes up. Chinese kill some people, "but, well, you know, it's not like they met it or anything."
So now they've gone over the line again and messed with the Olympics. I don't just mean the underage athletes. If you watched the Gymnastic competition at all, it was pretty clear that the Chinese were not competing on the same level. Then all the drama going on at the judging tables? Sure it was typical drive-by sensational television, but there's no arguing that something was going on back there. The lady in the red coat running around so angry, the pissed sweaty judges looking like scolded 8 year olds. I don't pretend to know what going on there but the results speak for themselves. It's almost like they had to find some way for the Chinese athletes to come out ahead.
I kind of equate messing with the Olympics to wrestling with you little brother in the rec room. Things start out innocently enough with some slap and tickle, but inevitably they heat up, and you find yourself moments from being impaled with a pool stick. This is the moment when you must stop, take a breath and explain to your younger sibling that going too far is just "not cool". It a duty any and all good older brothers and sisters have had to face. In this case, we're the older sibling, and China is the one who has crossed the line. As the older world super power I feel it's our responsibility to call them out on the many recent "not cool" things. We can talk till we're blue in the face, sign "accords", and have Kofi Annan and his rolling circus of kookery spout all sorts of "good will or else" crap, or we can send the message that counts. The message that they'll hear.
We can stop buying all there crap.
We could again employ Americans to make the products that we buy, we could stop being so wasteful and we could start sending the message that it's "not cool" to be doing some of the things your doing. Sure we'll pay a little more for stuff, but surprise, it's just might be better quality! Instead of buying that hummer, and paying a car payment a month for 3800 channels of cable, why don't pay a little more next time, buy American, keep someone who might live right in your home town employed instead of funneling money to China where they can do whatever they want.
This is not a Buy American rate, buy buying at home, and buying from companies with good business ethics anywhere can never hurt. The bottom line is, you don't like people dying, pets dying and messing with the Olympics is just all around bad, so get up off the couch do something and hit them where it counts, in the wallet.
The One Timer.
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