Totally contrary to the “Never make a dealer an offer” strategies of Dave Ramsey, This blog is an interesting (if slanted) view from a guy who’s been there, done that.

Much like Sherman’s March to the Sea, Team Combs and I are engaged in a Christmas march to the mountains: Today, we’re sacking Louisville, tomorrow Georgetown, and Wednesday afternoon my Mom & Dad’s house. On Christmas today, Joey arrived from his dad’s as we gorged on Cathy’s wonderful breakfast casserole.

We’d already opened presents–I got an assortment of Craftsman tools, Whitney received her Kenmore canister vacuum cleaner, and we opened most of Stu, Cathy, and Rachel’s gifts.

I’ve spent the better part of three dull, lifeless days watching a marathon of Star Trek: Voyager and wanted to comment on it.

LAME!

I’ve listened to Jeff complain about the “venting plasma from the port nacelle” problem, and it seems every episode I’ve seen has something to do with time travel or the hollo-deck.

I’ve commented several times watching these episodes how these idea were great–the first time I saw them on “Next Generation”.

Yeah, pretty lame. The first season, everyone was…

Jeff Roberts - Dec 6, 2006

Yeah, pretty lame. The first season, everyone was especially two-dimensional, but then I thought that of TNG at first. For some reason the girls and I got hooked on Voyager, though and I’ve seen all but one episode…and now that we have NetFlix I’ll have to check for it :-)

Okay, let me get this out of the way. I’m a heterosexual man, and Daniel Craig is damn sexy. And he can act. He plays Bond in the raw–all power and ego, a “blunt instrument” of death. Marvelous!

Yet, we find Craig’s Bond compelling, even disturbingly human. He’s an orphan, sponsored through the best of Britain’s schools, fresh off his first two kills for MI-6. When we first meet him, he’s found a like for killing, but by the tragic ending of the movie two hours on, he knows how much of his soul he destroyed in acquiring that taste for blood.

So…I’m at home, totally stir-crazy.

Do like like my couch though…my I’ve been spending lots of quality time on it for the past day or so. Gloomy outside, with a steady rain.

Currently reading “Husband Coached Childbirth” by Dr. Bradley

So…I’m at work, totally stir-crazy. Do like lik…

Jeff Roberts - Dec 5, 2006

So…I’m at work, totally stir-crazy.

Do like like my Tempurpedic Seat Cushion though…

Guess what my PE guy got me for Christmas?!

a Holiday Coffee sampler from Peet’s

I thought I was gonna break-down in tears…

n. The spirit of the time; general trend of thought or feeling characteristic of a particular period of time.

This time at LXK is weird, as it is every year…there’s a combination of languor and pressure. Customers will be irate one minute, gone on vacation the next, and managers sway between micromanagement and “Have a Merry Christmas!”

Maddening.

* * *

Thoughts on the way into work:

• I love cars, but ultimately, they’re (very breakable) things that don’t last very long.

Jeff’s in-law wedding adventure, with pics!

Jeff, knifing through the jungle, machete in one hand, blue-steel revolver in another…ready for anything, even a UT-Martin fan!

If programming languages were women

“Ouch!”

can we let all the morons who think they can do be…

Whitney - Dec 5, 2006

can we let all the morons who think they can do better have a go at it - and then make them sit through the call in shows where morons who can’t properly speak english slander them voraciously?

Indeed!

There are a few thankless jobs in sports:

So, I get back from lunch, and someone’s brought an ice cream cake from DQ for the area.

I go down and help myself to a slice, and I ask what the occasion is. Everyone looks around nervously.

“Tell him, Sue.”

“You tell him, Gary”

“_____’s dad died.”

????

“Yeah, they weren’t close.”

Apparently.

what….did it say “Congratulations!” or something…

Whitney - Dec 4, 2006

what….did it say “Congratulations!” or something on it?

No, thankfully it was blank…just an ice-cream cake.

Saddens me, though…estranged relationships father-to-son, estranged for eternity now, maybe.

:-) Check-out my pal Joe Guillory, the lawyer!

I have certainly whipped out my credit card and ap…

Jeff Roberts - Dec 2, 2006

I have certainly whipped out my credit card and approached one before. But then sometimes I point my car key fob at my office door and press Unlock.

some around here take Gcards…..but that’s mommy and daddy’s money so I guess it doesn’t really count….

I will not eat popcorn before bed
I will not eat popcorn before bed
I will not eat popcorn before bed
I will not eat popcorn before bed

Yeah…nothing like being groggy and sick-as-a-dog at 4:30am.

As Bella was in Louisville today, nesting and going to a baby shower (not her own…mmm…pregnant women on parade!), I went to get my CD player installed at Car Stereo warehouse.

They thought they could run the outputs through the factory amp, but turns out the factory amp was dead. This took quite awhile.

Click on this link for a map of my sojourn overf the next 5 hours. I went:

Yeah, so I get my new radio, and I follow the easy-to-read step-by step instructions and I end-up with the mess you see above you.

Seems that E30’s all have wonky common-ground stereos, and if you want any sort of quality, they have to be rewired. I’ll be getting this done tomorrow…

Still, it was a priceless moment when Whitney and Joey returned from church Wednesday night to find me wrestling with my car’s wiring in my pj’s :-)