They’ll Never Find The Body Out Here
This weekend, I’ll be here.

I love you, but if I see anyone but my girlfriend, I’ll kill you.
Happy Canada Day everybody!!
This weekend, I’ll be here.

I love you, but if I see anyone but my girlfriend, I’ll kill you.
Happy Canada Day everybody!!
Hate it when I let this stuff build up…
The world didn’t end?
Did the rapture come? Steve? You still here?
Well that’s disappointing…
It was June 6, 2006 yesterday.
06/06/06.
666.
The sky didn’t fall, the earth didn’t open, demons didn’t pour forth.
BORING!
You know what I was doing at six minutes, six seconds after six in the morning (06:06:06)? Getting a double-double at Tim’s. And it wasn’t even full of blood or sulpher or anything. I paid $1.35 for it, they never mentioned my immortal soul.
I tell ya, the forces o’ darkness really dropped the ball on this one.
I mean, come on!
666!
What more do ya want?
…
Anyone know how to get dried sheep’s blood off your front door?
They tried to trap me, but they failed.
Sunday afternoon, I’m dropping off the rental truck I drove to move Dreamgirl and I into our new castle, expecting to pick up my little car (aka: Silver Bullet) and drive away.
Appearantly a lot of other people had the same idea.
Cut to one small parking lot full of very large trucks surrounding a very small silver hatchback (aka: “Not-enough-ground-clearance-to-make-it-over-the-curb-mobile”).
Question: How many truckers does it take to clear a parking lot on a sunday afternoon (when the office is closed)?
Answer: *slap*
So after a lengthy call to their 24 hour emergency line, convincing some phone jockey in Alabama that yes, getting my car out was indeed an “emergency”, I finally got bored of waiting for “someone to get back to me”, and went all Macguyver on their ass.
Appearantly the warehouse next door had some deliveries recently, as there happened to be a large pile of wooden shipping pallettes stacked outside, along with some other miscellaneous spare lumber.
If only there could have been some electric Dixie horn music playing in the background.
(I almost wrote “porn music” there…)
Now I don’t want this to seem in any way a major complaint against the rental company. Aside from this one inconvenience (which was really caused by ignorant/inconsiderate customers blocking in my car as they returned their own rentals), I have nothing but wonderful things to say about Penske. Great trucks, very new, clean and well maintained. The best pricing by far, friendly and helpful staff, this is the second time I’ve used them to move and I will definitely do it again.
A HUUUUUUGE thanks to friends and family for helping with the move… two very overstuffed apartments and two full lockers all into a brand new townhouse with fairly minimal damage. Hours of lifting, packing, carrying, and driving, using one truck and two trips, all on the hottest Saturday of the year (so far).
Double-plus happy goodness to Billy the Builder, former roomie and current go-to-guy for pretty much anything, for using his BEAUTIFUL new truck to help me pick up our new patio set and kick-@$$, king-$#!7, drool-worthy BBQ, not to mention installing our dishwasher, washer and dryer (which my new landlords (whom I am losing respect for at an exponential rate) promised we would be able to “just plug in”… but that’s another rant).
We’ve had a week, got most of our stuff unpacked, set up, etc…. the place is starting to look livable! I’ll post some pics soon (maybe even a quick video-tour!). BBQ season is fully on, any time you see me out back (rain or shine) come on over!
“If you can’t cook it on a BBQ, it ain’t worth eating.”
~Me