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so this is the SUV’s death dance

The NEW 2007 Jeep Compas Clown Car

I mean…. have you seen one of these things yet?

There’s a kind of belligerent denial to The Jeep Compas’ design… sorta like the irksomeness of a salt and peppered man who dies his facial hair black.

You can almost see the hulking, piggy dinosaur of our near future’s past heaving into itself… Reluctantly contorting into something smaller and more efficient.

They… umm… yeah… so then I finished my creative writing course.

sheesh.

Anyway… this notion also applies to (but not as strongly), to the new Doge Caliber.

no babbling… (with or without flowery language).

buy it black


Yeeeeeeeah… ummm… mis-measured…. woops….

That didn’t stop Kevin from trying everything to make it work… Removing cabinets from the wall, removing molding, cutting a couple of inches off of the countertop….

So until the kitchen gets redone – the fridge lives next to the door to the carport… It works. We stuck the grey shelf in the office in the hole where the old fridge was. It’s now a “small appliance” caddy.

Fridge is a Samsung… and it’s a big, simple, BLACK*, handleless, discretely techie (small blue read-out), monolith of yummy simplicity.

It, (along with the dishwasher), is the first major appliance we’ve bought….
Yeah… this does all feel strangely…. “grown-up”.

Sorta like when I bought my first underwear and socks… (*embarrassingly – not until my early 20’s).

Anyway – what’s not to be excited about new ways to store cheese!

*BLACK – Yes… Since devcubber and I have a petty meowsie dispute over this:

Really it’s not a dispute…

I’m right and she’s defensive. (EG) *pick*

/gloves

Stainless is dead…. There… I said it….

It’s the freaking SUV of kitchen design…..

I don’t care if your stove looks like a Delorean… I’d rather look at, admire (and eat) the food you pull out of it.

And I don’t care if you’re pulling out a French Souffle or a Gino’s frozen pizza – you’re still not going to use that equipment enough to warrant the stainless steel armor used by PROFESSIONALS in a PROFESSIONAL setting.

That – and well I’m an opinionated wannabe pissy minimalist fag…. Who cares? Elise does…. it drives her crazy that I walk in her kitchen and smugly judge her hearth and kühlschrank.

Yes… This dispute is silly and largely just playing…

except for the part about me being right.

(insert clever serial ending here)

pseudo menstrual cycle


*beep*

Alright – so I’m a little ranty this week… Maybe it’s the moon… Maybe I’m just feeling swamped and frustrated at work…. maybe I *do* have a uterus and it’s shedding it’s lining and renewing itself once again at the promise of … …. ….. ewww… what am I saying?!?!?

*slaps self*

Just give me a zwieback to suck on and I’ll go sit in the corner.

But meanwhile… could someone….. PLEASE tell me… now that we’ve had a good decade of big televisions and the concept of “home theatre”…. WHY does the “Full Screen” format persist?

Nevermind fundamentalist christians and their threat to free secular society.

I’m starting an action group… with bumper stickers… t-shirts and our *own* line of offensive billboards calling for the elimination of;- or at least the reduction in price by one-third – (cause you get what you pay for right?) – of movies in this dumb-ass, manipulated format.

feh.

*click*

*dial tone*