Hiding Out This Weekend

Successfully avoided going to any stores on both Friday and Saturday. But ultimately had to go out today and pick up some important things — like wire staples… to tack up Christmas lights for the wife & kids:

And also a few minor things: oil for the VStar, another inexpensive toolbox for some garage stuff, and because I was out anyway: kerosene lamps, lighter fluid, and flints (no, not the kind of flints that will use — it sadly hasn’t arrived yet).

Fortunately, some things are easy to find.

Others, not so much.

The most significant things I was reminded of today while seeking out some simple things is that

  • Based on the items I was looking for and the responses I received from four clerks at two stores — I must be an anachronism. Are lighter fluid, flints, kerosene lamps and parts that effing antiquated? Just antiquated enough to require stifled laughter toward the customer?
  • Companies don’t hire the best, brightest, nor even the most sociable people to have public contact at most stores. It’s almost as if they want customers to go elsewhere.
Or, put another way:
  • I must be old
  • People are dumb
Fine… I’ll go shop at Lehman’s… online.

Operation Tamalanche…

The winners have been drawn and OldNFO is sending out notifications to them.

Congratulations, everyone — know that the funds from your donations and contributions are going to a most worthwhile cause.

—

11/25 Update: So far no mention of a winner for the P94. And I was looking forward to sending it to a new home this week.

How Thankful Are You?

If you’re thankful for your freedom, then don’t do anything — ever — to surrender it.

Spotted at Extrano’s comes tell of øbama’s gun ban list.

Seems a somewhat peculiar list to me. Some specific, but in my mind, obscure models, are on the list, but there are other comparable models not there.

Which ones are an exercise for the reader.

The Gift of Knowledge

Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man.

And now I’ve been punished by myself for suffering through two hours of the movie Prometheus.

Yeah, it’s not exactly a Thanksgiving kind of movie, but tonight I found myself watching it…only because I hadn’t seen it before.

I could’ve done something more useful…like have my soul sucked out by Cthulhu.