<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675</id><updated>2012-01-24T02:16:07.837-06:00</updated><category term='christianity'/><category term='animals'/><category term='technology'/><category term='counseling'/><category term='austin'/><category term='politics'/><category term='random'/><category term='cymbalta'/><category term='verizon'/><category term='ecopywriters'/><category term='games'/><category term='nebulosus'/><category term='fox'/><category term='depression'/><category term='book'/><category term='cowboys'/><category term='computers'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='life'/><category term='seo'/><category term='nfl'/><category term='annise parker'/><category term='people'/><category term='world of warcraft'/><category term='time warner cable'/><category term='tech support'/><category term='insurance'/><category term='religion'/><category term='antisocial'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='vz navigator'/><category term='football'/><category term='velocity'/><category term='review'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='health'/><category term='writing'/><category term='work'/><category term='cars'/><category term='rant'/><category term='money'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Anti-social and happy about it.</title><subtitle type='html'>Does it bother you that I don't care that I don't care?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-4364216665134888823</id><published>2012-01-24T02:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T02:16:07.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIe682kaLkk/Tx5oWfi0vDI/AAAAAAAAACY/RL5JTSQS8DA/s1600/look%2Ba%2Bdistraction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIe682kaLkk/Tx5oWfi0vDI/AAAAAAAAACY/RL5JTSQS8DA/s400/look%2Ba%2Bdistraction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701108913931598898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-4364216665134888823?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/4364216665134888823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4364216665134888823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4364216665134888823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIe682kaLkk/Tx5oWfi0vDI/AAAAAAAAACY/RL5JTSQS8DA/s72-c/look%2Ba%2Bdistraction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-5767404297346628865</id><published>2010-12-26T21:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T22:48:26.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Calling myself out.</title><content type='html'>I never considered myself an angry person.  I don't hit my wife, or anyone else.  I don't beat my dog.  I really can't think of anyone off the top of my head that I feel has woefully, personally wronged me.  I don't blame others when I have money issues.  I don't blame others when I have health issues.  I really don't have "an axe to grind", as someone recently put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to assign one main emotional attribute to myself, it wouldn't be angry.  It would be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this incredible curse of foresight that I have.  It's not even what I would call foresight, because many times, I still don't see things coming.  It's more that I only actually comprehend the worst possible outcome for a given situation.  And I OBSESS over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point, that last paragraph.  Instantly, upon writing it, the thought went through my head that, "I bet most people won't actually understand that.  They'll just read into it whatever it is they think it means, and totally get it wrong."  This has evolved into a blanket feeling that most people have no idea what's going on around them.  Which has led to an assumption that pretty much everyone that I didn't respect before this started happening was a complete idiot as soon as they did anything that I didn't immediately agree with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, how else can you see people when you think that no one understands, and everyone will eventually do the worst thing possible?  It's kind of logical, in a deeply disturbed way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between those two character traits (flaws?), I've become someone that I really don't care for.  I've become someone that doesn't really understand the concept of "different".  I thought I did.  I think "People are stupid for being racist, because they're just different," and "People are stupid for hating those of other religions, they're just different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've realized that I'm doing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exact same thing.&lt;/span&gt;  Which means I've been stupid.  Very stupid.  And I've wasted a lot of time obsessing over how stupid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; people are, or were being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said things that were better left unsaid, because I thought that they needed to hear them.  And I've said them at completely the wrong times.  And I've taken gratification in them being upset about what I've said because, hey, must've struck a cord, right?  That means I'm "helping".  Yeah, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I've done a lot of is attacking religious people, or their religions.  I post anti-Christian things on my Facebook page to get a rise out of the religious people.  I think, maybe I can make them see sense.  Maybe I can make them realize that what they believe in makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doing so, I have attacked people that are just seeing the good in things, be it their religion of choice, or the world around them.  These attacks were completely unwarranted, unreasonable, and, if I'm honest, idiotic on my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never think that maybe they're just different, and see things differently than I do.   Maybe what they believe in just doesn't make sense to me.  I'm the depressed one.  I'm the one that obsesses over other peoples' perceived stupidity.  Why in the world am I trying to change the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; see things?  Because misery loves company, I guess? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do that with other things, too.  When people tell me how bad it is, I tell them how much worse it REALLY is.  When people get excited about something, I quickly inform them of the reality of the situation.  I make sure they realize it's not as good as they think.  If they mention that they have a goal, I show them how it's not attainable.  If someone tells me their dreams, I tell them just how hard it's going to be to reach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone tells me that they made a mistake, I ask them how they didn't see that coming.  Yet I'm the guy who managed to get a $30k car, a $20k car, and a $125k house on $60k a year working at Domino's, then lost everything and now has horrible credit.  I didn't see that coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my wife gets overly excited about something, I get irritated.  Why?  I don't know, but if I analyze it, I just assume that there must be something depressing that she's not fully comprehending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really?  That's not the right way to think at ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to change.  I need to fix this.  I don't want to be this person.  I don't want communication with me to fill people with dread.  I don't want my thoughts of other people to be completely and totally dominated with how dumb I think they are.  It's not healthy for either me, or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to call myself out here.  I figure, if I post it in a blog post for the world to see, maybe I won't feel so comfortable doing these things.  I'll remember that I told people that I would change.  I'll remember what it was that I wanted to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few people that I feel the need to apologize to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug - You've caught the brunt of some pretty stupid rants, and you've never called me out on it (well, rarely).  Maybe you should've, maybe I would've seen what I was doing a bit faster.  But you didn't because you're an incredible friend.  You have never deserved the negativity that I project upon you, but you've never lashed back.  I couldn't have a better friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Christian folk that read my Facebook updates - Why haven't you  blocked me yet?  I would've blocked me.  I shouldn't have asked you to  call me friend, then posted what you could only see as attacks.  If I had changed you, I might well have been destroying some of the better people in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob - It took someone like you, who had somehow made it past that brick-wall-of-thinking-everyone-is-stupid, going off on me like you did, to make me start really analyzing myself.  You got the ball rolling.  Hopefully I can get it fixed now.  I just hope you can still consider me a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-5767404297346628865?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/5767404297346628865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/12/calling-myself-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5767404297346628865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5767404297346628865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/12/calling-myself-out.html' title='Calling myself out.'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-6296727610295449113</id><published>2010-12-07T21:17:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T03:00:41.850-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verizon'/><title type='text'>Verizon Wireless seems to have no control over their own billing system...</title><content type='html'>Another blog entry about Verizon.  This is not a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, two of our four lines got a text message that basically informed them that they were enrolled in some monthly something or other.  Something that we did not sign up for, or opt in to.  We replied to the message with "stop", as was instructed by the text, on both phones.  In fact, the message even stipulated that if we replied with "stop", we wouldn't be charged at all.  I wasn't very optimistic about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both lines got charged $9.99 on the next Verizon Wireless bill&lt;/span&gt;.  The charge was labeled simply "Premium Messaging".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon calling Verizon, I was informed that the company that was charging from was named Vial and that we were still "signed up" for whatever it was.  He gave me the numbers to text to get them to stop charging us.  He claimed he could not stop them from charging us through Verizon's billing system, which is absolutely insane.   He even tried to not credit us for what had already been charged.  I had to ask for a supervisor, which magically gave him the ability to give us that credit "as a one time courtesy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How asinine.  It's a courtesy for them to not charge us for something we don't want and didn't sign up for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer service rep claimed that they could put a block on our account that would prevent us from using our phone to sign up for new "premium messaging" services, but that anything signed up for online would still go through.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's right, even with it being explicitly stated that I did NOT want ANY other charges on the account...Verizon would still happily accept additional charges to the account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The supervisor that I spoke with later denied that, and said that it if the block was instated, new services could not go through.  Honestly, though, the supervisor was rather belligerent, and I very much got the feeling that he didn't know what he was talking about.  Considering he was saying something completely opposite of what his rep had already said, one of them obviously was either lying or ignorant.  Considering Verizon already accepted the charge from a third party without having any proof that we had signed up for it in the first place, I'm pretty sure they'll accept it again.  After all, their viewpoint was that they had already been charged by the third party company, so now we had to pay them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked to speak to a supervisor again, he kept saying that I had to send the "stop" message (again) or he couldn't help me, regardless of the fact that I told him that we'd already done that.  In fact, pretty sure he could look up for himself that we had texted that exact same number AFTER we were supposedly signed up.  When I told the supervisor that I didn't even have access to one of the phones, he told me that he was going to notate my account that I wasn't letting him help me.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's right...the Verizon supervisor basically threatened the freaking customer&lt;/span&gt;!  A ridiculous threat, of course, but really?  How unreasonable of me to not have all four cell phones on my person at all times, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked for his supervisor, and was informed that there was no such thing.  He was as high as it got "on the floor".  I've worked in a call center.  I know damn good and well what that means.  He didn't want to transfer me, or give me an extension or voice mail, because that's how he's graded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the resolution, according to the supervisor, since we sent the "stop" text, if they charged us again, they would remove the charge.  Somehow I doubt it will be so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for Verizon to, you know, not charge me for things that I don't sign up for.  Apparently, this is out of the realm of their control.  Their own billing system, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means it's up to me, the customer, to make sure that anything anyone ever puts my phone number in to is attached to a company with a phone number that I can then call and cancel with.  Huh?  How the hell can I control who puts my number in what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I can control who I give my number to, but most of the time, it's not exactly malicious thinking that starts these things.  Even the initial rep was quick to admit that anyone can put in anyone's phone number without reading the fine print (or maybe they did, why should they care, they're not paying) and sign them up for a monthly charge.  He related a story where his friend signed him up for a joke a day service, giving him a monthly charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the supervisor was very quick to say that this couldn't happen.  Multiple times he said we had to have "opted in" to the service in order to be charged.  Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you know someone that you don't like, who has a Verizon phone, start signing them up for everything that might charge them!  Why not?  Verizon will charge them anyway, and they can't even unsubscribe unless they can figure out how to get in touch with the company that you signed them up for, AND that company actually unsubscribes them.  Which, really, why would they?  They probably know that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Verizon will just keep on charging.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this happening in any other industry.  A credit card company adding a charge to your account because an insurer assumed you would want insurance.  How about a car loan?  Why not add life insurance to your car loan a few years in because the sales guy figured you would probably want it?  No one need bother the customer, except when it comes time to pay, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this charge reappears, I plan to appeal to every channel that I can.  The BBB, the FCC, the FTC, as well as The Consumerist and any other place that I can complain.  I have nothing but time on my hands, and this is absolutely insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verizon needs a way to stop any third parties from adding anything to my bill.  Period.  It's their billing system, they expect me to pay them, so it's their problem.  I understand if people want things added to their phone bill for convenience sake, but expecting me to pay for something that someone else signed me up for is ridiculous, especially if I have already specified that I DO NOT WANT additional charges on my account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: If you're curious, the company that decided to use Verizon to force me to pay them some money is called "My Mobile Love".  The code is 34095.  I looked it up on&lt;a href="http://www.uscshortcode.com/"&gt; http://www.uscshortcode.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-6296727610295449113?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/6296727610295449113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/12/verizon-wireless-seems-to-have-no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6296727610295449113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6296727610295449113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/12/verizon-wireless-seems-to-have-no.html' title='Verizon Wireless seems to have no control over their own billing system...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-5705809212744488146</id><published>2010-05-07T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:39:29.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vz navigator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verizon'/><title type='text'>How To Downgrade From VZ Navigator 5 back to 4.5 As Sent In An Email From VZ Navigator's Project Manager</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Kudos to Verizon for actually being on the ball and paying attention! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got an email from Misty Balinsat, Product Manager for VZ Navigator.  Seems she saw my review, and wanted to pass on some words of encouragement, as well as instructions on how to downgrade back to 4.5 until they resolve some of the issues.  First, the instructions for downgrading from VZ Navigator 5.x to 4.5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be safe, if you have a bunch of favorites, it's probably a good idea to use VZ Navigator's "Sync-to-Web" option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uninstall VZ Navigator 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Media Center &gt; Browse &amp;amp; Download&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight VZ Navigator &amp;amp; select Options &gt; Cancel Subscription.  Confirm removal.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Install VZ Navigator 4.5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Media Center &gt; Browse and Download &gt; Get new apps &gt; Travel  &amp;amp; Navigation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VZ Navigator will be listed twice. Select version 4.5 &amp;amp; choose a  purchase option ($2.99/24 hr use or $9.99/monthly subscription). Confirm  purchase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These directions might be just for the LG enV3, or enV series, but the basic idea is that you have to completely cancel and uninstall 5 before you even see 4.5 as an option. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm back using VZ Navigator 4.5, and it's just as simple and effective as I remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, also according to Misty: "&lt;span class="322191617-07052010"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;You also will see a $9.99 charge and then $9.99  credit on your bill, don't let it freak you out if the credit comes 4-5 days  post charge.  I have Revenue Assurance running these manually once a week,  and hopefully the charge and credit will both happen in one bill cycle for  you, but if not be sure to look for the credit in the next  one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;However, I've had situations in the past where things got double charged (new phones), and a simple call to customer service fixed it no problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Verizon, for going above and beyond and actually hunting down negative feedback to address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-5705809212744488146?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/5705809212744488146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-downgrade-from-vz-navigator-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5705809212744488146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5705809212744488146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-downgrade-from-vz-navigator-5.html' title='How To Downgrade From VZ Navigator 5 back to 4.5 As Sent In An Email From VZ Navigator&apos;s Project Manager'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2758468002278971230</id><published>2010-04-30T13:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:01:08.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vz navigator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verizon'/><title type='text'>A VZ Navigator 5 Review</title><content type='html'>I use Verizon Wireless, and I have for some time.  Around 5 years, I believe.  My first experience with any sort of GPS unit was with Verizon's VZ Navigator, mainly because I'm eternally poor for some reason and decent GPS units are just now starting to creep in under the $100 mark.  That being said, I've always liked VZ Navigator.  I have all my favorites in my pocket regardless of what car I'm driving that day.  That's a convenient thing for someone with no sense of direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came VZ Navigator 5.0.  I honestly couldn't tell you if the first version of VZ Nav I used was the 1.0.  Probably not.  However, I can tell you that this is the first one that is complete and total trash.  I'm serious.  I've used it off and on for a few weeks now, just to be sure it's not just me, and it is complete and total chihuahua vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes forever to figure out where I am.  I doesn't have all the points of interest that 4.0 did.  It did a horrid job bringing my favorites with it, somehow reverting my home address to the one that I used 2 years ago, and mostly not bring them at all.  Once it does figure out where I am, it changes its mind once I ask it to navigate somewhere.  It somehow thought I was going east on one road when I was going north on another.  It actually runs slowly on my phone, which is an EnV3, hardly an old phone.  It defaults to this terrible caricature of 3D.  I still haven't figured out how to save a new favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When trying to find a restaurant a few days ago, it claimed we were on the feeder and should get on the highway (while we were on the highway), then recalculated route and said we should be, and I'm not kidding here, basically flying sideways to get to the feeder road on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; side of the highway.  There was no overpass...never has been.  This is a route that VZ Navigator 4 had no problems with.  It's really shocking how bad this thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even added in advertisements!  It's a freaking paid feature, and they're posting ads on it!  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's inconceivable that Verizon thinks that this program was ready for release.  I'm talking, alpha stages of something that should've never been released, bad.  If you use VZ Navigator, and you're still on 4.0, don't upgrade.  There is absolutely no advantage.  A quick look at &lt;a href="http://businessforums.verizon.net/t5/BlackBerry-Devices/VZNavigator/m-p/163322"&gt;Verizon's forums&lt;/a&gt; shows that I'm not the only one that has no use for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, if you use VZ Navigator to find food of any kind, it could be considered a weight loss tool!  By the time you figure out how to get there, you'll be so pissed off that the last thing you want to do is eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have already upgraded, you may as well cancel and buy yourself a cheap GPS unit.  That's what I'll be doing, even though I can't really afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Verizon responds!  Read here for instructions on &lt;a href="http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-to-downgrade-from-vz-navigator-5.html"&gt;downgrading to VZ Navigator 4.5&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2758468002278971230?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2758468002278971230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/04/vz-navigator-5-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2758468002278971230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2758468002278971230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/04/vz-navigator-5-review.html' title='A VZ Navigator 5 Review'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-396693135179812909</id><published>2010-01-15T16:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:31:58.184-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Of love and bestiality...</title><content type='html'>There are some things that we humans just take as fact, without really considering the why and how.  Okay, there are a LOT of things like that, but I'm mainly thinking about things in our heads.  These things aren't readily definable, and aren't necessarily based on logic or reason.  In most cases, we can guess as to a why, but very rarely the what.  Here are some examples of what I'm talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bestiality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pedophilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scat (poop fetish, not singing really fast nonsense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Killing another human&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stealing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Most normal, healthy humans have an aversion to all of these things.  But what causes that aversion?  A really good guess to the "why" would be evolution.  Obviously we wouldn't have had as many babies by screwing horses, nor would we have had long blood lines by screwing babies.  Scat and killing each other obviously shortens lifespan, and stealing hinders progress and cohesion as a society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But treating this theory of why as an explanation is folly since it doesn't address the what.  We accept this answer because we're used to other, similar answers where, when the why is identified, the what just falls into place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, for example, a "Bridge Out" sign.  Why is the sign there?  Obviously because the bridge is out.  We neglect to mention that the sign is actually there because someone went and put it there.  In this case, it doesn't matter because that much is obvious...but not everything works like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action is not always readily explained by the reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there must be something, some part of the human mind, that makes these things unacceptable.  Or something.  But it goes further.  What about these "facts of life":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attraction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There's not even much of a why to explain these.  Sure, love and attraction could be explained as evolutionary traits as well, but they would make just as much sense being absent.  Without love and attraction, we'd be a lot more likely to go around screwing everybody, which would lead to more babies, more diverse DNA...all good things from an evolutionary standpoint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck...I got nothing on that one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-396693135179812909?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/396693135179812909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-love-and-bestiality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/396693135179812909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/396693135179812909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-love-and-bestiality.html' title='Of love and bestiality...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-9159422481630689651</id><published>2009-12-30T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T20:05:30.648-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time warner cable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>Time Warner Cable vs Fox</title><content type='html'>Being a previous Time Warner employee, and now more of a consumer, I thought I would mention some of the points about this whole thing that don't get mentioned everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The money that Fox wants Time Warner to pay goes straight to the affiliates.  Therefore, whatever price increases come from this won't support any Fox programming other than local news and such.  Yet Fox will, of course, demand that Time Warner remove all Fox programming, including what you've already paid for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most customers want to be able to pay for only those channels that they watch.  Time Warner is not against this idea.  There are contracts, however, with both the cities they operate in and the various networks that specify that Time Warner CANNOT do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why all the contracts, and why are only the cable companies affected?  In order to build and maintain all of the infrastructure required to operate a cable company, Time Warner secures certain rights with the areas that they build in and with the networks that they will carry.  Otherwise, they could end up paying millions of dollars to build a network in a city or area and then end up with no customers.  Satellite, for obvious reasons, needs no area specific infrastructure.  They can just broadcast their signal wherever they want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fox feels that Time Warner should be paying more than they are for the privilege of carrying their programming since Time Warner does turn a profit off of it.  Also, there is probably some angst here due to Time Warner and pretty much every other carrier of television programming offering and pushing DVRs, which are really killing advertising revenues, but that's mainly speculation on my part.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fox doesn't want to agree to arbitration because Time Warner Cable has a history of drawing these things out like crazy.  However, since it would be the FCC arbitrating, I kind of think Fox is being a bit, I don't know, immature?  The last person Time Warner Cable wants to piss off is the government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well, those are my thoughts on the whole thing.  Take them as you will.  Leave comments if you have any questions and I'll answer them as best I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-9159422481630689651?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/9159422481630689651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-warner-cable-vs-fox.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/9159422481630689651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/9159422481630689651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-warner-cable-vs-fox.html' title='Time Warner Cable vs Fox'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-7371336522259484104</id><published>2009-12-14T22:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:08:58.792-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annise parker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Lesbian For Mayor In Houston Texas?!  Congratulations, Annise Parker!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Living two hours away, I didn't even know there was a lesbian running.  I'm...shocked.  And very, very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a lesbian woman can win the majority in the biggest city in TEXAS of all places... Well, let's just say that if someone were to have asked me to name something that would instill a bit of faith in humanity into me, I may have jokingly said something along the lines of "A lesbian mayor in Houston".  However, I would've said it jokingly, thinking that wouldn't even be slightly plausible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unbelievably glad it has happened, though, and just wanted to mention it in my little corner of cyberspace.  Congratulations, Annise Parker!  Time for me to do some research on this person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1947648,00.html"&gt;Here's the story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-7371336522259484104?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/7371336522259484104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesbian-for-mayor-in-houston-texas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7371336522259484104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7371336522259484104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/lesbian-for-mayor-in-houston-texas.html' title='Lesbian For Mayor In Houston Texas?!  Congratulations, Annise Parker!'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-7576132066998234105</id><published>2009-12-01T11:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:06:50.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='velocity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>Velocity Credit Union and Private Insurance</title><content type='html'>So, I go to do a deposit today at my credit union, Velocity, and they ask me to vote on something.  Seriously, that's how it came across at first.  My first thought was, whoa, okay, this feels scammy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked if, instead of voting, I could get some sort of information on exactly what I'm voting on.  As I'm doing this, I'm noticing two vehicles pull away, having put their "ballots" into a bag being held by one of the credit union reps.  It's obvious that not everyone is asking for more information.  Yay, sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Velocity Credit Union in Austin is attempting to switch to a private insurance company, away from the NCUA (which is basically the FDIC for credit unions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did is look over the literature that Velocity gave me.  Basically, the reason Velocity wants to switch is because they're going to have to pay NCUA a premium of $675,106 and, from the information I've gathered, this is due to other, larger credit unions having failed, making the NCUA pay out, which means their funds are not where they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Velocity wants me to put my money at risk by not having it federally insured so that they don't have to pay their part to help the country get back on its feet.  Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but they did mention that the board of directors voted unanimously to switch to the private insurance.  Considering this would probably come directly out of their paychecks, I'm sure they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Included in the information was a brochure for American Share Insurance (ASI), the private company they want to switch to, which was nothing but a financial report with the words &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRONG&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INDEPENDENT&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELIABLE &lt;/span&gt;written on the front in huge letters.   Ooh, big letters, how convincing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some research on ASI, I'm none too reassured.  In credit unions insured by ASI, there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;protecting the money&lt;/span&gt; should ASI go belly up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long do you suppose the one and only private insurer of credit unions would survive if the majority of their members were to go under?  I'm thinking not long.  At least with government insurance, we know that the government will make sure that we have our money...they've already done so multiple times with bank bailouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those Velocity Credit Union members like me, who just have a savings and checking account, stand to gain nothing from this switch, but stand to lose everything.  No thanks.  I'll be voting no, and will probably be jumping ship should this get voted in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope people take the time to read and research before they vote, though going off the severe lack of information about the subject, I'm thinking people aren't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-7576132066998234105?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/7576132066998234105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/velocity-credit-union-and-private.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7576132066998234105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7576132066998234105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/12/velocity-credit-union-and-private.html' title='Velocity Credit Union and Private Insurance'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1193184428787513519</id><published>2009-11-24T21:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:42:55.140-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christianity'/><title type='text'>I agree, religious people are insane.</title><content type='html'>So, apparently Nidal Malik Hasan, who shot and killed a bunch of people while screaming religious nonsense, is going to &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34119031/ns/us_news-tragedy_at_fort_hood/"&gt;claim insanity&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this especially funny since I personally feel that anyone who believes that an invisible magician in the sky (with a &lt;a href="http://www.tn-atheist.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/christianityexplained.jpg"&gt;zombie jew&lt;/a&gt; for a son, according to Christians) said, "Because I say so", therefore creating the universe, is a little on the nutty side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a bunch of people who believe that would call another one who believed something similar insane, just because he did exactly what his holy book told him to do, is...well...insane.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, I guess I just don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1193184428787513519?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1193184428787513519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-agree-religious-people-are-insane.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1193184428787513519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1193184428787513519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-agree-religious-people-are-insane.html' title='I agree, religious people are insane.'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2910995903345329667</id><published>2009-11-19T15:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:39:36.415-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>Funny how genetics works...</title><content type='html'>You know, sometimes a really &lt;a href="http://www.endevil.com/images/George_Bush.jpg"&gt;funky looking guy&lt;/a&gt; can toss out a really &lt;a href="http://www.tdbimg.com/files/2009/08/30/img-cs---jenna-bush_164514514885.jpg"&gt;hot daughter&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you can take a &lt;a href="http://www.topnews.in/files/John-Kerry_1.jpg"&gt;fairly average looking guy&lt;/a&gt;, and he ends up making...&lt;a href="http://images.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20091119/293.kerry.alexandra.lc.111909.jpg"&gt;himself with lipstick and long hair&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came from me hitting a news article about Alexandra Kerry and immediately thinking "AGH!  And Jenna Bush is so hot!  WTF!?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2910995903345329667?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2910995903345329667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-how-genetics-works.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2910995903345329667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2910995903345329667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-how-genetics-works.html' title='Funny how genetics works...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1795205151754468862</id><published>2009-11-18T18:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:52:10.802-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seo'/><title type='text'>Does Anyone Use Bing?</title><content type='html'>I've noticed one consistency in my niche site adventures.  Bing loves my sites, yet I get zero hits from them.  Which makes me wonder...is anyone even using it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1795205151754468862?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1795205151754468862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/does-anyone-use-bing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1795205151754468862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1795205151754468862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/does-anyone-use-bing.html' title='Does Anyone Use Bing?'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3426130492116196283</id><published>2009-11-17T00:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:57:35.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Our Healthcare Makes Me Sick</title><content type='html'>For about two years now, I have been among the lucky ones of us that do have health insurance.  I am more mentally stable, more healthy, and probably more likely to live for a while since my blood pressure and cholesterol, killers in my family for generations, are currently under control.  I also don't have stomach acid eating my insides which is, quite frankly, a horrifyingly painful experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this would be possible without insurance.  There isn't enough money in the bank to pay for the bills, let alone hundreds of dollars a month for meds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, a &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/33971846/ns/health-health_care/"&gt;new study&lt;/a&gt; released found that those in the ER without health insurance are twice as likely to die than those with.  I say thankfully because those of us who have lived most of our lives without health insurance aren't in any way surprised.  Without health insurance, you're a second rate citizen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthcare should be our #1 priority.  It should be paid for by the government and taxed as needed.  PERIOD.  Those who argue that point are not currently in need.  Those who are in need would not argue that point.  If he does nothing else, I really hope Obama fixes this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3426130492116196283?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3426130492116196283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-healthcare-makes-me-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3426130492116196283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3426130492116196283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-healthcare-makes-me-sick.html' title='Our Healthcare Makes Me Sick'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1359434167482886378</id><published>2009-11-17T00:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T00:47:40.606-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecopywriters'/><title type='text'>Update on eCopywriters</title><content type='html'>A quick update: they did Paypal me the $7 from the one article that was approved.  I can therefore say that they are definitely not a scam.  Just woefully inefficient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1359434167482886378?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1359434167482886378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-on-ecopywriters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1359434167482886378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1359434167482886378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-on-ecopywriters.html' title='Update on eCopywriters'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-6303980561686618734</id><published>2009-11-15T20:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:24:19.891-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecopywriters'/><title type='text'>eCopywriters - A Review From a Freelance Writer</title><content type='html'>I'll be blunt -- I'm writing this review based on very little information, but not for lack of trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I signed up for eCopywriters, the terms looked great (better than Textbrokers), and I didn't see the harm in writing a few articles and seeing where they went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was well over a month ago, and I'm SO glad I only did two, because I'm pretty much ready to write them off as time lost.  One finally got "approved", but only after I wrote support, who promptly responded telling me that, yes, their system is fail, and that there is no real deadline for clients to accept articles.  Not in those words, exactly, but close enough.  So, basically, they can just not pay you for work done, and eCopywriters does not penalize them in any way.  I'm still not sure how support "got one approved" after about twenty minutes, but couldn't get the other approved.  They still haven't, by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eCopywriters is DEFINITELY NOT a reliable way to pay the bills.  Maybe they will improve.  Support was nice enough, but not terribly effective.  There is no reason for a third party like eCopywriters if they don't even enforce a deadline on their clients' payment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: &lt;a href="http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-on-ecopywriters.html"&gt;There is a followup to this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-6303980561686618734?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/6303980561686618734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecopywriters-review-from-freelance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6303980561686618734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6303980561686618734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/ecopywriters-review-from-freelance.html' title='eCopywriters - A Review From a Freelance Writer'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1059600419757105395</id><published>2009-11-15T20:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:28:14.182-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nfl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cowboys'/><title type='text'>Dallas Cowboys vs Mass Stupidity (and some cheeseheads)</title><content type='html'>If you don't like football, don't bother reading this.  In light of the recent heinous loss to the 4-4 Green Bay Packers, I'm going to rant about the Cowboys game for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, any play should be reviewable.  Period.  Today proved that.  Felix Jones had, beyond a shadow of a doubt, recovered a fumble and did not lose the ball until after he was both touched and had done a damn barrel roll on the ground.  There was no question that he was down.  It was simple oversight on the part of the officials, but it just may well have cost us the game.  That, and the "illegal hands to the face" that basically amounted to the guy waving.  I've seen the Cowboys lose a lot of games, especially when they're ones they should've won, but the refs cost us this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one issue with the Cowboys right now, though.  Why the hell is Roy Williams even still in there?  What does the dropped ball to yards gained ratio need to be before they give him the boot?  And did Patrick Crayton not give ample evidence that he should be starting in every single game since they took him off?  For fuck's sake, trade Roy Williams for some offensive line talent while other teams might still think he's worth something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the offensive line...here's a hint to Wade Phillips.  You're not going to make three scores in less than a minute.  When you have so many injuries that you officially have your last backup offensive lineman on the field, why in the hell would you risk the talent, too?  Do you really think that the very last guy that you put in can protect Romo?  Especially when he's already been sacked five times?  Pull the damn first string when you can't possibly win.  How hard is that to understand?  I'm seriously starting to doubt Phillips's competence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that he did anything that trumped Green Bay's coach attempting to throw a third challenge flag.  Or how about the fact that the officials actually went for it at first?  Or how about the fact that, regardless of any of that, the ball had been snapped before they blew the whistle, killing the chance for the challenge that didn't exist?  What a mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1059600419757105395?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1059600419757105395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/dallas-cowboys-vs-mass-stupidity-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1059600419757105395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1059600419757105395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/dallas-cowboys-vs-mass-stupidity-and.html' title='Dallas Cowboys vs Mass Stupidity (and some cheeseheads)'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-4119925983197062593</id><published>2009-11-14T15:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:11:52.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Legacy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/Sv8liGAJcaI/AAAAAAAAABM/6EV8lqP77ek/s1600-h/legacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/Sv8liGAJcaI/AAAAAAAAABM/6EV8lqP77ek/s400/legacy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404079345524896162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really have a reason to post this, but I felt the need anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-4119925983197062593?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/4119925983197062593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-really-have-reason-to-post-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4119925983197062593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4119925983197062593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-didnt-really-have-reason-to-post-this.html' title='Legacy...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/Sv8liGAJcaI/AAAAAAAAABM/6EV8lqP77ek/s72-c/legacy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-5038168864562307104</id><published>2009-11-14T02:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:29:53.065-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antisocial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cymbalta'/><title type='text'>Cymbalta and Being Anti-Social</title><content type='html'>So I was looking at my stats for this place, and I noticed that I'm getting a few hits for "Cymbalta antisocial".  I figured, hey, if people click, I may as well tell them what I know since I am on Cymbalta, and am anti-social. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it help me be more social?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  I still don't care for people in general, and still don't want to deal with them.  I've found no change except that, since it does raise my give-a-shit threshold, I can handle being around stupidity a bit more than without and not get angry.  But does Cymbalta make me want to actually get out and do things with people?  Not at all.  I was unaware that it was supposed to, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Cymbalta did make me able to handle working at Time Warner for as long as I did.  Handling violent stupidity 70 times a day is too much for me, though, even when medicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's also a lot of hubbub about Cymbalta and withdrawal symptoms.  After halving my dosage (see &lt;a href="http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/allstate-writing-food-cymbalta.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;), I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; have had some headaches, but nothing too out of the ordinary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far less sleepy than I was on my previous dosage.  I think the sleep apnea has calmed down some as well because I wake up with sandpaper-tongue a lot less than I did before.  I should probably see what the affect is on my blood pressure, too, as I also take meds for hypertension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's my experiences with Cymbalta so far.  For comparison purposes, Lexapro had about the same effects until it stopped working, and Pristiq made me mildly homicidal, and I'm of the firm opinion (based on little to no data) that people probably react to all medicines in a similar manner.  For example, if you do well with Cymbalta, you might do well with Lexapro too, since I did well with both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions about my experiences or anything at all to add, definitely leave some comments, I'd love to hear from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-5038168864562307104?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/5038168864562307104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/cymbalta-and-being-anti-social.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5038168864562307104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5038168864562307104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/cymbalta-and-being-anti-social.html' title='Cymbalta and Being Anti-Social'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-4887188200567811295</id><published>2009-11-14T02:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:16:46.564-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>November 16th and writing</title><content type='html'>I'll be 29.  Poor people should be able to skip birthdays, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for my dad and Janna, it would be a seriously depressing day (money and something).  At 29, shouldn't I be buying my own best present?  Maybe 30 is the magic number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to keep up with what I need to do for Textbroker to pay the bills, but it just isn't happening.  My mind runs dry.  It's just hard to write 400 words for $6 all day, even though it's really fairly good pay.  Hopefully I'll come around and be interested enough to do it again.  Or my SEOing will take off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neglected it (on purpose) for about three months so that the domains would age, which is an important part of ranking in the search engines, and when I came back I succeeded in making my rankings DROP by cleaning up my home page.  WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, almost lost the dog, or so we thought.  She suddenly became unable to control her bladder.  Seems to have been an infection, though, as with some antibiotics she's actually better.  Only another $150 or so borrowed.  Woot.  If it keeps her around for another year or so (optimism+old dog+cancer=stupid, I know), it's worth it.  I sort of blame myself.  I've been home far more than anyone else (except maybe Jeanne)...I should be taking the old dog out more.  I will now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-4887188200567811295?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/4887188200567811295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-16th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4887188200567811295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4887188200567811295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-16th.html' title='November 16th and writing'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1757854354148563395</id><published>2009-10-17T19:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:38:38.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><title type='text'>Windows 7</title><content type='html'>Obtained a RTM version of Windows 7 and, I have to admit, it's pretty great.  If you like Vista, you'll like the fact that all the spiff is still there but it's a lot faster.  Even if you think Vista is quick, like I did, Win 7 is faster, trust me.  If you like Win XP you'll like that it's faster and less bulkier than Vista, and on modern machines, just as quick as XP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, finally went 64 bit and have had no regrets.  Zero compatibility issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Install was the smoothest and fastest of any Windows install I have ever done, and I've done each one many, many times since Win 95. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...that's my review of Windows 7, for anyone who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1757854354148563395?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1757854354148563395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/windows-7.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1757854354148563395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1757854354148563395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/windows-7.html' title='Windows 7'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8826217014863944021</id><published>2009-10-12T11:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:15:59.764-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sick, then sick, then sick AGAIN...</title><content type='html'>Anyone else getting sick repeatedly, or am I the only walking snot factory?  Seriously, I've gotten sick three times in a row...like, light fever with a cold.  It is funny, though, that walking through a grocery store or drug store, if I cough a bit (there's a little in my chest so the cough sounds much worse than it actually is) people clear out like crazy.  Might even hear a mumbling "swine flu!" in there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8826217014863944021?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8826217014863944021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-then-sick-then-sick-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8826217014863944021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8826217014863944021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/sick-then-sick-then-sick-again.html' title='Sick, then sick, then sick AGAIN...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2029644671752731366</id><published>2009-10-06T09:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:30:07.504-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Allstate, writing, and Cymbalta</title><content type='html'>Yes, seriously, all of that.  I figure if I make that the title, I won't forget anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allstate didn't mess up the claim, everything is fine with Janna's car.  It all went amazingly smoothly, in fact.  After not calling me back when they called Janna and asked her to have me call them for whatever reason, they simply fixed the car and all is fine.  It was even done mostly right, though the concept of replacing one tire still irks the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing for a website called Textbroker with the goal being $1200 a month before taxes.  They pay $1.40 per word, and there are 300-500 word articles about things that I can basically babble through and still make a great article, according to them and the clients.  Biggest problem is focusing, especially when I keep getting headaches and random sleep spells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory is that if I can bang out a 400 word article in 15 minutes, that could be up to $22/hr for as many hours as I want to work.  The truth is not as efficient.  In fact, I'm behind right now and should probably be working...doot-da-doo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my "Better than" search on Google for "better than textbroker" and found ECopywriters, which does offer more money per word but seems ridiculously slow to accept articles, and you have to work your way up to (what I'm assuming) is better than the crappy law related articles they have for the beginners.  Well, crappy for me, maybe others like them.  They make me stabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which may be because I'm trying to back off on Cymbalta, one of the five prescription meds I take.  Cymbalta is for depression, and is a SRI, which in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very, very&lt;/span&gt; basic terms means it limits how much you think.  Seriously.  One of its side effects, however, is sleepiness.  One of the withdrawal symptoms is headaches.  I'm sure you can see where I'm going with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone interested, since Cymbalta is cumulative in the system I decided to take my dose every other day instead of every day to see if I could cut down on the withdrawal symptoms while still using the bottle of expensive ass meds I have.  It seems to be working.  Tomorrow I go to the doc to get a scrip for the lower dosage to use every day...I guess I'll see then if that's easier or harder on the body than skipping every other dosage.  I do know I'm feeling more energetic, but also more aggressive.  Good thing I don't have to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related linkage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.textbroker.com"&gt;http://www.textbroker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecopywriters.com"&gt;http://www.ecopywriters.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2029644671752731366?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2029644671752731366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/allstate-writing-food-cymbalta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2029644671752731366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2029644671752731366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/10/allstate-writing-food-cymbalta.html' title='Allstate, writing, and Cymbalta'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8130221404991121695</id><published>2009-09-12T08:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T08:23:51.658-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>High school football scores!  OMG Swine Flu!  Where to buy snow globes in Austin!  (oh, also it's flooding)</title><content type='html'>Seriously, that's what the news looks like this morning.  The first major rain we've had in months, in the middle of a record breaking drought, major routes shut down all over the place including Interstate 35, rivers eating small villages, and one of the headlines on the various news sources is about snow globes.  I was really thinking it had somehow rained all day yesterday, all night last night, and still raining right now without any flooding at all.  Nope.  After digging REALLY deep I found small articles about the governor deploying various vehicles...the national guard...some areas saw over 10 inches of rain...more than we've had in about a year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing so serious as to knock high school football and snow globes off the front page...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8130221404991121695?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8130221404991121695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-school-football-scores-omg-swine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8130221404991121695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8130221404991121695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/09/high-school-football-scores-omg-swine.html' title='High school football scores!  OMG Swine Flu!  Where to buy snow globes in Austin!  (oh, also it&apos;s flooding)'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2154266191710140507</id><published>2009-09-09T13:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:58:44.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insurance'/><title type='text'>The Beginning of The Allstate Saga</title><content type='html'>Crap.  One of the family wrecked her car.  Not bad, no injuries, but she was at fault, and now it's time to deal with the insurance company and getting a car with less than 10,000 miles on it fixed that has front end damage.  On top of that, the car is in Beaumont, about 250 miles east of home.  They're already refusing to deal with the driver, wanting to talk to the policy holder (me), which is rather stupid in my opinion since, hey, the car's damaged, it's their job to fix it!  Why does it matter who they talk to?  My name isn't even on the car itself, the loan for the car, nothing, yet because I'm the "policy holder", they just have to talk to me.  Joy.  Well, I've always heard good things about Allstate, so I guess it's time they proved it.  Am I in good hands?  AM I!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2154266191710140507?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2154266191710140507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-allstate-saga.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2154266191710140507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2154266191710140507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/09/beginning-of-allstate-saga.html' title='The Beginning of The Allstate Saga'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-9107460908586413568</id><published>2009-08-25T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:50:37.338-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world of warcraft'/><title type='text'>SPEELING DUSNT MATTUR ON TEH INTERWEBS!!!!!!11</title><content type='html'>Yes, it does.  You know why?  Because that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all you have.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick on people online occasionally about poor spelling.  Not anything horrible.  This is an example from World of Warcraft.  It went something like this, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: I CANT WAIT FOR TEH NEW EXPATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's an expation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moron: ZOMG UR GAY U NO I MENT EXPANSION STFU AND STOP BEIN GAY I DON HAV TO HAV GUD SPEELING TO BE SMRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, online, you sort of do.  I'm not saying typos equal idiot, but when the only impression someone is going to have of you is your text...what you type...shouldn't you put at least a tiny bit of effort into not looking like you don't know your own language? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever happened to people being at least a bit embarrassed when they made a mistake instead of exploding in tardrage?  Maybe it's my imagination, but once upon a time, didn't people generally say something like, "Oh, hah, I don't know what an expation is...I meant expansion." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's become socially unacceptable to be wrong about anything, ever, period.  While this is scary as hell, it does explain a few things.  Creationism much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-9107460908586413568?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/9107460908586413568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/08/speeling-dusnt-mattur-on-teh.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/9107460908586413568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/9107460908586413568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/08/speeling-dusnt-mattur-on-teh.html' title='SPEELING DUSNT MATTUR ON TEH INTERWEBS!!!!!!11'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1308286391909977819</id><published>2009-08-17T03:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T03:42:19.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ping and Charlotte</title><content type='html'>I've decided to start writing some short stories in the world of Nebulosus and planting them in different places around the web.  If nothing else, I'd rather get the first book out there for free then just let it sit on my hard drive doing nothing.  If enough people don't fall in love with the world of Nebulosus just from that, then I'm barking up the wrong tree anyway, I suspect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2071955/ping_and_charlotte.html?cat=44"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;, and feel free to meander over to my other Associated Content posts as well.  I could use the moneys.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1308286391909977819?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1308286391909977819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/08/ping-and-charlotte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1308286391909977819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1308286391909977819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/08/ping-and-charlotte.html' title='Ping and Charlotte'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8136068882770096509</id><published>2009-07-08T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:14:50.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>OMG COOKIE MONSTER!</title><content type='html'>Well, quit the job as tech support at the cable company and am currently on the hunt for something else/better.  Being a customer service rep would be okay if I were in any way providing customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another, somewhat related note, apparently cookies at monster.com are downloaded from a server with the address "cookie.monster.com".  Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8136068882770096509?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8136068882770096509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-cookie-monster.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8136068882770096509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8136068882770096509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-cookie-monster.html' title='OMG COOKIE MONSTER!'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3592674123746752609</id><published>2009-07-07T14:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:15:17.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>72 year old beggar</title><content type='html'>Guy on the street corner was holding a sign (typical drawn on cardboard affair) that said "72 year old down on his luck.  Never give up hope.  Have faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  After 72 years, he still hasn't figured out that faith is silly and that he actually needs to, you know, DO something?  Just...wow.  Some say religion is a crutch, but what does it become when you've already fallen, besides idiocy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3592674123746752609?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3592674123746752609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/07/72-year-old-beggar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3592674123746752609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3592674123746752609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/07/72-year-old-beggar.html' title='72 year old beggar'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3532092303755100708</id><published>2009-06-12T22:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:06:56.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><title type='text'>A decent day ruined by an hour of idiocy</title><content type='html'>How is it that the entire call center could have a decent day all the way up until 9pm and then suddenly enter The Fucktard Zone?   This isn't anything that could be reliably predicted, mind you.  It happens all the time, but there's no particular day or time.   There doesn't seem to be any way to know when this is going to happen but, suddenly, starting at 9pm, I got five calls in a row about computer issues that had nothing to do with their ISP (me).  Five people of well below average intelligence IN A ROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the kicker, was a woman who had just gotten two cable boxes and neither were working.  She had a third that was working, and even the first two outlets worked just fine plugged straight to the TV.  First available appointment was 4 days out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, first of all, when a phone rep says FIRST AVAILABLE, they don't mean "first available unless you pitch a fit like a three year old."  They mean first available.  If they could give you something earlier to get you off the phone, they would.  That you decide to show just how immature and retarded you can be does not, in any way, help anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, for anyone out there that hasn't figured it out yet, an over the phone customer service rep's priorities are, in this order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Make the biggest paycheck possible with the least amount of work and&lt;br /&gt;2.) Get each customer off the phone as quickly as possible without breaking any rules that would endanger the paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You start out wanting to be helpful and wanting to make things better, but people in general will knock that urge right out of you within a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, this woman was going on and on about how she wanted me to "send a signal" and "program the box" etc etc (people often make things up when they have no idea what they're talking about) when the box wasn't even booting.  We went round and round with me telling her, over and over again, "If the cord coming from the wall is plugged in to the cable in, and the box has been plugged in for 20 minutes with no response, then there's nothing I can do.  A tech has to come out, and you have the first available appointment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hard is that to understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if you say "So I just got this box and now I have to wait?"  It doesn't matter if you tell me how much money you pay for the service every month.  It doesn't matter how long you've been a customer.  None of that matters.  It's as pertinent as telling me your curtains are blue, or stamping your feet and screaming, "But I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; the sun to be hot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it is and nothing you can say will change it.  Saying the same thing repeatedly will certainly not help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for maybe the 5th or 6th time in the year and a half I've been there, I had to hang up on her.  The conversation was over for a good ten minutes before I did it, but that certainly didn't keep her from talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the original point of this was to marvel at the fact that dumb people always manage to move in droves.  The argumentative twits all call the call center at the same time.  The non-tipping jerks always called the pizza places at the same time.  How does that work?  There has to be some sort of science to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone out there argues with tech support or stiffs the pizza guy, let me know if there's some sort of moronic collective out there or something.  That way I can find it and destroy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3532092303755100708?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3532092303755100708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/06/decent-day-ruined-by-hour-of-idiocy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3532092303755100708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3532092303755100708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/06/decent-day-ruined-by-hour-of-idiocy.html' title='A decent day ruined by an hour of idiocy'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1943622946847272218</id><published>2009-06-05T02:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:43:51.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><title type='text'>Open ended questions</title><content type='html'>I think a lot of people aren't aware that open ended questions can be extremely rude, especially under certain circumstances.  By asking an open ended question, you're assuming that the answerer has the time and inclination, not to mention information, to give you a decent answer.  If you're interviewing someone, that's fine, it's expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call tech support and ask open ended questions, you'd better know what you're talking about, otherwise you're going to make a huge jerk of yourself.  Not that many people seem to care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: Customer calls in and says his PS3 can't connect to the web, gives a DNS error.  I immediately inform him that this is a known issue with the PS3, Sony has a fix, and to call them up.  First off, had he checked his computer, he would've known it was working fine and there was no point in calling his ISP in the first place, so he's already under the table in dumb-points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then he has the gall to ask, "Well, what do I do if Sony can't fix it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already told him it's not my problem.  I've already told him who to call.  I've even go so far as to tell him, under no uncertain terms, that they have a fix.  It couldn't be any clearer that I have nothing left to say on the matter, so an open ended question at this point is about as rude as you can get.  He could've cussed at me and hung up and I would've been far less irritated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good one.  After troubleshooting a cable box, and the customer being very, very confused through the entire process, we get to the end of the line of what we can do over the phone and set up a trouble call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she asks, "What could cause this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, you couldn't figure out how to unplug your box, what makes you think you're going to understand what caused the problem?  If you think you did something to cause it, how about you tell me?  Why do you even think I know what caused it?  I'm not out there fixing it.  I'm on the phones, talking to you, and scheduling someone else to come fix it.  I'd say that's pretty good odds that I have no clue, nor do I particularly care.  I'm already passing it on to someone else; obviously I'm done here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more irritating, sometimes, is open ended silence, or asking someone to hang on while you do something that has nothing to do with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I can't connect to my wireless router.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, it looks like you don't have wireless through us, so there's really nothing I can do with that.  I would suggest you call the router manufacturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: (silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is there anything else I can do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Come on, you can't just help me out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, it's not our equipment, therefore I can't do anything with it.  Is there anything else *company* related that I can help you with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: (silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see that this is going nowhere, yet they persist.  They're like little robots that don't know how to go around an obstacle so therefore they just ram it over and over again until they run out of battery power.  Only the robot is funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1943622946847272218?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1943622946847272218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-ended-questions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1943622946847272218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1943622946847272218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-ended-questions.html' title='Open ended questions'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-424301706508924788</id><published>2009-05-29T15:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:05:29.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Discrimination</title><content type='html'>I really hate the way humans work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's discrimination to not hire someone because of color, regardless of demographics showing what race is better at what job.  Yet it's not discrimination to leave someone without a car to get to work because they had a repo three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's discrimination if you hire a guy instead of a girl for a physical job because women are biologically, physically less strong than men.  Yet it's not discrimination to not give someone a place to live because they had a home foreclosed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's discrimination to hire someone to a job because they're younger, but it's not discrimination for an insurance company to charge you more because you're younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the common theme here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's discrimination if the company might be out money at some point, but if the consumer might be out money, or a car, or a fucking home, that's okay.  Nobody really fucking cares, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is going to be a fun day to do tech support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-424301706508924788?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/424301706508924788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/descrimination.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/424301706508924788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/424301706508924788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/descrimination.html' title='Discrimination'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8709329166776045600</id><published>2009-05-23T01:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:08:26.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><title type='text'>That's never happened before.</title><content type='html'>So I went up to my place of work with every intention of calling it quits.  I was done stressing over going in, done with the calls, done with the crap in general.  I didn't know if going back to delivering pizza was going to be lucrative enough to live comfortably, but I was ready to give it a try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk in, carrying a gift that I'd bought for a previous supervisor a while back and hadn't given it to him yet, and my current supervisor just happens to be where I walked in...which, by the way, was a very odd place for her to be.  Anyway, I tell her I'm done, I'm out, I'm just not confrontational enough for the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her jaw dropped; she was shocked.  So another boss/friend walks up.  She's also shocked, and telling me how good I was back when she sat near me when she was on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they take me over to my previous supervisor, the one I had the gift for.  He told me totally understood, would probably be doing the same thing in my position, and even that apparently since I was quitting and not getting fired I was rehirable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, theoretically I could go deliver pizzas for a while and still come back.  Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest part of the whole thing, though, was that when I walked in the building, I didn't have the "Hell yes, I don't ever have to come back here again" feeling.  I was actually kind of sad.  So I didn't do it.  I talked to the HR person and she said to call in for the day and take a few days to think on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I'm doing.  Decisions suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8709329166776045600?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8709329166776045600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-never-happened-before.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8709329166776045600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8709329166776045600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-never-happened-before.html' title='That&apos;s never happened before.'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8120660796492313679</id><published>2009-05-21T02:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:43:09.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>So irritated and depressed...</title><content type='html'>I had gotten my head all ready to go back to the hellhole I call (or called) work.  I've been waiting for HR to get a part time schedule for me, as per my psychiatrist, to see how I handle the stress.  The person in HR basically told me she'd get back to me and has ignored me for the past week, emails and voicemails.  I already have no idea how I'm going to pay bills since this 30 days that I could barely afford is rapidly turning into 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, not only are they expecting us to hard sell (offer, then attempt to overcome objections when they say no) customers calling in with tech support issues, regardless of if we're able to get it fixed, but apparently now it's considered a sellable call even if the customer's equipment is the issue (as in, they don't know how to turn on their TV or their PC is dead, which, sadly, happens VERY often).  On top of that, we're supposed to inform them if they have a late balance as well, AND a new set of notes saying we verified their security info...all under the same metrics that no one was meeting before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much stress and confrontation can they stack on to one person before it's considered abuse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to delivering pizza is sounding better and better...I simply don't have the will to learn a new job right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard trying to see the good in a situation that was ridiculous a year ago... sales and tech support will never go together, and just because they get a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trickle&lt;/span&gt; of income out of it, somebody seems to think it's worth making the turnover rate far worse than it used to be due to sheer stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe that I'm not the only IT minded person in the world that has a problem being confrontational 60-70 times a day, rapid fire, with no break in between except for two 15's and an hour lunch.  I'm talking, one customer hangs up, the next one is immediately on the phone.  You go from one confrontation to another to another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe sales people can do it, but hell, even car salesmen don't deal with that many people a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8120660796492313679?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8120660796492313679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-irritated-and-depressed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8120660796492313679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8120660796492313679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-irritated-and-depressed.html' title='So irritated and depressed...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-6619048316561142641</id><published>2009-05-12T02:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T05:14:21.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Stupid dog</title><content type='html'>Warning: This blog entry ends up being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours is the only house that I know of where it's okay to call each other "stupid dog."  There's a reason for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back (and sometimes still, I believe), there was a cartoon on cartoon network called Courage the Cowardly Dog.  The dog would inevitably save the day in some manner, and, at least once, the crotchety old man that was his owner would say "Stupid Dog!"  But sometimes he'd do it in a nice way, on the very few times he realized that the dog had saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dog, Angie, has personality.  She's always been seen as special so, like most animals in that position, she is special.  She's a mutt, though mostly a lab.  At about 80 lbs, she has always grunted and groaned and moo'd and such.  And, because of that show, she's been affectionately called "Stupid Dog" for years.  As in you can say "Stupid Dog" in a not so nice way, and she'll come up to you, tail wagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's become habit, when someone grunts or groans in our home, to call each other "Stupid Dog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, Angie is 13 years old with cancer.  She only shows it in a tumor on her leg, and will still play as rough as ever, albeit not for as long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lately, every time I say "Stupid Dog", I think, "Damn...I'm going to say that after she's gone, just out of habit...and it's gonna suck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna suck period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-6619048316561142641?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/6619048316561142641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid-dog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6619048316561142641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6619048316561142641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/stupid-dog.html' title='Stupid dog'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2318332925974317899</id><published>2009-05-08T16:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:58:11.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><title type='text'>Oh, that's old...</title><content type='html'>Really Mr. Frys Employee?  Socket A is old?  Wow, I didn't know. I'm so glad you were here to tell me that, even though you carry a fan for the much older Socket 7, Socket A is old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, obviously, just because I know what "Socket A" is doesn't mean I have a general idea of how old it is...right?  No, of course not, because I don't work at Frys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr. Frys Employee for being the reason people hate shopping at Frys.  Have a wonderful day being condescending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those who don't know, Socket A and Socket 7 are basically sizes of computer processors.  I was trying to buy a fan for one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2318332925974317899?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2318332925974317899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-thats-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2318332925974317899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2318332925974317899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-thats-old.html' title='Oh, that&apos;s old...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-5696783942351830867</id><published>2009-05-07T17:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:02:52.562-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulosus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Nebulosus updated on authonomy</title><content type='html'>Fixed some issues with older chapters and added three more.  &lt;a href="http://www.authonomy.com/ViewBook.aspx?bookid=8664"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-5696783942351830867?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/5696783942351830867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/nebulosus-updated-on-authonomy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5696783942351830867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/5696783942351830867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/nebulosus-updated-on-authonomy.html' title='Nebulosus updated on authonomy'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-2047863174959794841</id><published>2009-05-07T16:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:14:28.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>I think they're lying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/SgNPKbiDWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/8NzO3kSsSyI/s1600-h/obamatwodollar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/SgNPKbiDWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/8NzO3kSsSyI/s400/obamatwodollar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333193424344668242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.money.co.uk/article/1003626-google-named-as-worlds-first-100-billion-brand.htm"&gt;http://www.money.co.uk/article/1003626-google-named-as-worlds-first-100-billion-brand.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-2047863174959794841?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/2047863174959794841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/source-httpwww.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2047863174959794841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/2047863174959794841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/source-httpwww.html' title='I think they&apos;re lying.'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bvc6HtyTzV0/SgNPKbiDWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/8NzO3kSsSyI/s72-c/obamatwodollar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-7386849763983561225</id><published>2009-05-05T15:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:19:08.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='counseling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><title type='text'>Ooh, psychologist burn...</title><content type='html'>So I've been seeing a councilor about some of the issues I've been having with work, and life in general.  The fact that I dread things that may or may not even happen, and spend days off dreading going back to work, thereby giving me pretty much no time off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been giving me some ideas on how to target negative thoughts and deal with them, though a lot of them seemed kind of silly, mainly because I don't feel that negative thoughts are the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main problem, with people in general, is willful stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't know how, and I don't want to know how, but can you make this work for me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone has ever actually used that particular verbiage...but some actually get very close.  You'd be surprised how blunt people can be about their own stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response, at least internally, has always been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, obviously you do want to know how, and you need to know how.  You called, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something isn't working correctly, the customers don't want to troubleshoot.  They don't feel they should have to stand up, reset their modem, or router, or cable box, or whatever.  They just want it to work.  Which is a pretty idiotic premise, since it's obviously not working, and some action needs to be taken, and unless they have to, they probably don't want to wait for a tech.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But they made the phone call assuming the problem was not theirs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  To me, ignorance and stupidity are two completely different things, one acceptable, one not.  I can take ignorance.  In fact, ignorance is very healthy, because you don't know what you don't know until you admit that you don't know, thereby proclaiming ignorance.  And a lot of times, I will get a call like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I don't know how, can you tell me?  I'm not very good at this, though, so you'll have to go slow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yeah, definitely.  That's a good call from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my councilor got me good today.  I mentioned to him that it might help if I could get inside their heads, understand why they won't take these simple steps when they're the ones that called in, and they're the ones that need it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to learn how to use the things they want or need to use...right?  Pretty basic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he told me that, the frustration that I feel with people when they don't want to listen, and don't want to learn what they called to learn...sometimes that's how he feels about my reactions to some of his suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Insert sound of screeching brakes here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my immediate response, which thankfully I didn't say out loud because I would've felt like a total douche, was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But the problem isn't mine, it's theirs.  I'm not the one who is refusing to learn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.  I'm doing the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas they thought just making the phone call was going to do something useful, I apparently thought just showing up was going to make things better in my head.  And it's not as if I've done nothing.  I have tried.  But I've also resisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go back to all the times I've thought "This is so simple, just unplug the damn thing, and plug it back in," and realize that, as simple as I thought that was, I'm trying to fix things that are in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own damn head.&lt;/span&gt;  From an outsider's perspective, it couldn't get any simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, now, it'll be easier to deal with people, if for no other reason then I'll feel like, to a degree, I've been there and done that.  I've fought the bad fight against someone trying to help me.  I've resisted the simplest, easiest steps, because I didn't think they were necessary.  And, at the time, though I have no idea why, I've felt right in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-7386849763983561225?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/7386849763983561225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooh-psychologist-burn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7386849763983561225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/7386849763983561225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooh-psychologist-burn.html' title='Ooh, psychologist burn...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-410248252862688252</id><published>2009-05-04T02:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T02:03:37.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Searching for blogs...</title><content type='html'>How in the world does one search for good blogs?  I've been poking around, trying to find some that will at least make me laugh, or that I'll find interesting, and have had very, very little luck.  Ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-410248252862688252?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/410248252862688252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/searching-for-blogs.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/410248252862688252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/410248252862688252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/searching-for-blogs.html' title='Searching for blogs...'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3979768282032011111</id><published>2009-05-03T19:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:12:18.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The bailout</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not going to tell you what I think about the bailout, primarily because I don't feel I have enough info to make an educated decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, however, find this interesting, as I've always maintained that the average human being doesn't really understand numbers such as "one trillion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this explains it in a way most people can understand: &lt;a href="http://cellar.org/showthread.php?p=543894"&gt;A trillion dollars&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3979768282032011111?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3979768282032011111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/bailout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3979768282032011111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3979768282032011111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/bailout.html' title='The bailout'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-6083812203351604582</id><published>2009-05-03T17:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:58:13.854-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulosus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The book</title><content type='html'>If you would like to read some of Nebulosus, and I would certainly appreciate it, here's a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authonomy.com/ViewBook.aspx?bookid=8664"&gt;Nebulosus on Authonomy.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more popular it is, the more people that view it and put it on their bookshelves, the higher its ranked...and if it's ranked high enough, the owner of the site, which happens to be a publisher, will take a look at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally free to sign up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://lafleurnovel.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Fleur&lt;/a&gt;, without whom I would've never known Authonomy existed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-6083812203351604582?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/6083812203351604582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/book.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6083812203351604582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/6083812203351604582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/book.html' title='The book'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3834392073106121417</id><published>2009-05-02T02:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:42:18.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>WoW and Time</title><content type='html'>Looks like I'm finally, really burnt out on it.  My character will languish, my auctions will expire, and my guild will think I died or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the 12 hour clock is stupid.  I'm boycotting it.  BOYCOTT THE 12 HOUR CLOCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3834392073106121417?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3834392073106121417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-wow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3834392073106121417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3834392073106121417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/poor-wow.html' title='WoW and Time'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-8454507537237063298</id><published>2009-05-01T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:58:36.544-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulosus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Not done.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm not done with Nebulosus.  Upon going back and re-reading the beginning, it seems my writing style has changed quite a bit since I started it.  Time to either edit, or rewrite the first 3-4 chapters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-8454507537237063298?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/8454507537237063298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-done.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8454507537237063298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/8454507537237063298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-done.html' title='Not done.'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-3625608172082756184</id><published>2009-05-01T04:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:33:48.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Life decision, coming up</title><content type='html'>So I have a decision to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebulosus is either done, or nearly done.  Tomorrow I'm going to email the manuscript to at least one agent, likely many more.  I figure, by the time I finish whatever tweaking they suggest and it actually gets moving, an optimistic guess at actually seeing money would be this time next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, we have to pay bills.  Already we're going to come up short next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the company that I'm currently working for decides I can't do part time, I'm considering delivering pizzas again part time, to make enough money to get by while being able to continue writing and pushing my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't work 40 hours at my current job, which requires me to do tech support and hard sales on every call, and push a book, let alone write much of anything.  It's just not feasible.  Maybe I lack drive, or energy, or whatever, but I know it's not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...deliver pizzas, or give up on writing for a while except on the rare occasion that I have the energy to do something when not at work?  Blargh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-3625608172082756184?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/3625608172082756184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-decision-coming-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3625608172082756184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/3625608172082756184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-decision-coming-up.html' title='Life decision, coming up'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-4169154650897293292</id><published>2009-05-01T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:34:13.102-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulosus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>All done!</title><content type='html'>Much faster then I had dared hope, I believe I have actually finished Nebulosus.  I figured I'd know the ending when I got there, and I certainly did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's rejection time!  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-4169154650897293292?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/4169154650897293292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-done.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4169154650897293292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/4169154650897293292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-done.html' title='All done!'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9161740028428660675.post-1659754787003157534</id><published>2009-04-30T04:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T04:46:45.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A blog</title><content type='html'>I've blogged on Myspace a few times, but past that, I've never really seen the point in a blog.  I guess I just never considered myself too terribly important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my primary goal in life at the moment (besides survival and paying the bills) is to get my book, which is currently in progress, published.  Every time I poke around the web looking at anything to do about writing, I always see references to "your blog."  So, obviously, I need a blog.  So here you go, world.  A BLOG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is called Nebulosus.  It follows a young lady who, much like the reader, is venturing into the world of Nebulosus alone.  Nebulosus is a wet, swampy world that was colonized long before the time in which the novel itself takes place.  The characters remember their ancestors only through history books and legend, as many generations have passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebulosus is unlike Earth in many ways, but humans are still humans.  The technology on Nebulosus, due to a number of factors, is in some ways very different.  Human drama, however, will be very familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose, at this point, is to finish the book.  I'm not too far off.  I'm aiming for over 60,000 words, as per most of the opinions on the web as to how long a novel should be.  Considering I'm at 49,000, it seems the end of this particular novel is near.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hope to make a series out of it, as I have a bazillion plots in mind that could take place on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely unrelated subject, the word "bazillion" is apparently okay with Firefox's spell check.  Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, also of note: I work tech support for a company who shall remain unnamed for obvious reasons.  Some of the people and things you deal with in that field are, to put it simply, amazing.  You'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, though, I'm halfway through a one month hiatus that I was basically forced to take by my own short circuiting mind.  That's right.  Tech support literally drove me insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to go back as only part time, but time (and HR) will tell if that's feasible.  If not, I'll have to find another job.  Nebulosus comes before working for someone else.  It has to; I can't bear the thought of working tech support for the rest of my life.  If I did, I have the feeling it would be a very short life.  And, no, I'm not talking about suicide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My incredibly awesome wife is working her way up in her company, and is making decent money, but it's just not enough to support us yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all for now.  I'm going to hit some friends' blogs and say, "Hey, I have a blog, link to it, or whatever you do to blogs that makes them uber popular with enough people that I can show to a publisher and say 'These people will all buy my book!'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9161740028428660675-1659754787003157534?l=writingferret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/feeds/1659754787003157534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1659754787003157534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9161740028428660675/posts/default/1659754787003157534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://writingferret.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog.html' title='A blog'/><author><name>Ferret</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09421915843840730827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
