Weekend!
So I went out to the car this morning to go to the Important Meeting With The Important Person and, of course, it had a brick thrown through the rear window, the passenger side window, and the windshield was spiderwebbed. Yeah, the *NEW* car. Sigh.
So, of course, I immediately started thinking “how in the hell am I going to blog about this?”
The best title I was able to come up with was: “I love you the way a brick loves a window” but thought that that might not actually be as romantic as it sounds at first and veer into “creepy” territory.
In any case, I’ve reached the point where I’m pretty sure that this weekend will be better.
I hope to enjoy some light gaming on Saturday with some light cooking something up for the week ahead. Perhaps the chicken/cauliflower/broccoli/cheese thing in the crockpot.
And I hope that if the cops don’t catch the guy, the guy got whatever it was in his system out of it.
So… what’s on your docket?
That sucks JB. If they are anything like here, the cops won’t put a lot of (read: any) effort into catching the guy (though maybe CO cops have some free time on their hands, now that they don’t have to bust potsmokers?) I’m guessing they didn’t dust the brick 😉
Are there any security cameras in the vicinity of your parking spot that might have caught the action (gas stations/convenience stores/ATMs)? If so, maybe you could ask them to review their tapes. Make the Surveillance State work for you for once.Report
Technically, it was a “rock”. And no.
Sadly, we live in a surveillance-free part of the street.
So now I’m tempted to move next to the 7-11. Again.Report
Sadly, we live in a surveillance-free part of the street.
What is “words we never expected to hear from Jaybird”?Report
I do my own surveillance. As a computer vision guy, one of my background home improvement projects is a homebrew ANPR system. I live at the end of the cul de sac, so I’ll see you coming. I just need a moat now.Report
They weren’t actually bricks? They were big giant stones. From the neighbor’s front yard. Had one of those awkward conversations with the neighbor about “someone stole your stones to break our car, sorry and/or did you hear anything?”
Good times.
I spent 4 hours on the phone with various entities this morning, being very specific about what exactly was wrong with the car. Wanted to call in sick but instead I came to work, ran my own meeting, and then tried valiantly to focus and accomplish things for the rest of the day.
I can’t even think about what will happen tomorrow yet, let alone the weekend…
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And mad props. When you graduate, you totally need to do something fun. When the schedule allows. Maybe a 3-day weekend after? 4th of July is on a Friday…Report
The best title I was able to come up with was – “The glass is half empty”?
That really sucks Jaybird. Sorry to hear it. What a f***ing hassle. Maybe you could sue the guy with the rocks for something. Rockless endangerment? You know, distribute the pain a bit.Report
Trespass to Chattels would be the proper tort.Report
Trespass to Chattels
Best Harlequin romance ever.Report
Draw it mild, James. Draw it mild.Report
Without getting into politics, I will see myself as standing in solidarity with my Google Bus Brethren.Report
Shoulda thought of that before you gentrified that neighborhood.Report
That sucks.
I have a friend’s birthday party tomorrow night. Unfortunately she lives on an island that does not have direct BART access and I am planning my route. I can take BART to a stop in Oakland and bus it or take AC transit from downtown SF straight to the Island. And then I have to figure out how to get back. The closest BART is not the safest part of Oakland.
Other than that working. I am picking up extra assignments from attorneys for the experience/cash.Report
That’d be Alameda? We visited an old friend there last summer, and it was the first time we’d been there. It looked like a nice place to live, other than the lack of Bart access, which is pretty inconvenient, I’d think.
Have you considered just taking a cab to/from Bart?Report
I have also considered that. I don’t know if Fruitvale gets many cabs but they might.
I think BART should have forced itself upon Marin and Alameda.
This was the original BART map from 1961 aka Pre-Fear of a Black Planet:
http://oaklandwiki.org/Unbuilt_Oakland/_files/Early-BART-Map–1961–metro-maps-55247_1078_1491.jpg/_info/Report
ND, thats nothing. Here is a plan to cover the entire Bay area.Report
Here is the linK:
http://grommit.com/blogs/ranga/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/bart_plan_1957.jpgReport
Or if there’s still a bus that goes through the tube and up Harrison, take that one. City Center is perfectly safe.Report
On Friday, I’m going to watch a friend dance in a performance. On Saturday, a banya for a friend’s birthday. On Sunday, I do laundry and clean the apartment.Report
Your friends and their banyas.Report
JB, that sucks.
If it’s any consolation, since ME now places a low priority on enforcing prohibition, there has been some uptick in the solving of actual crimes. Just last week, they arrested someone here for a string of car-window smashings & thefts. It’s one of the first crimes our local PD’s actually solved in what seems like decades.
Something about incentives to still be needed or something?
Wishing more of the same there.Report
Fingers crossed that they’ll start doing that here as well. Once drugs are behind us, I wonder what the citizenry will put up with when it comes to what the police do (and do not do).Report
“Like Ignatz Loves Krazy Kat”
That does suck, though.Report
Time to move baby!Report
In talking to Maribou, it seems that the neighbor had his window smashed in as well and his (sweet) stereo stolen. Our stereo is sweet, as far as I am concerned, but it is still a factory stereo and, thus, not worth stealing.
Which makes me realize that the stealing of stereos had fallen off of my radar.
That was a nice run.Report
Remember the detachable faces? A friend of mine in high school was always walking around with the face of his car stereo on his key chain. Good times.Report
Ugh, that sucks. Well, at least it was just windows.
We have SXSW stuff all weekend, and all week, which means a combination of going downtown intentionally and avoiding downtown like the plague, depending on the day and the hour. Tomorrow we’re going to a puppy happy hour, though. A puppy happy hour. Let me say that one more time: a puppy happy hour. A happy hour at which you drink alcohol and pet puppies.
I fully expect TABC to raid it based on some obscure 19th century liquor law that says there shall be no more than 3 puppies within 100 yards of an establishment that sells alcoholic beverages.Report
Oh man. I need a puppy happy hour like nobody’s business. That is the BEST IDEA EVER.Report
Queens College student association offers a puppy room during finals and there have been animal cafes in Asia (cats,dogs, rabbits, goats) for some time and now they have recently popped up in Europe. The first (official) cat cafe is slated to open in Oakland, CA. Credit goes to daughter #1 for introducing me to thisReport
There is a used book store in town that (1) is open until midnight, and (2) has a resident cat in each location. It’s a lovely place.
They now have four locations, so they must be doing something right.Report
(http://www.weebookinn.com/)Report
Resident cats in businesses are fairly common in Austin.
Drinking and puppies is not. Well, they are separately common, but apparently no one here thought to put them together until now.Report
We have a puppy room during finals here, and there’s already an official cat cafe in Montreal. So I realize in some ways these good things are already out in the world.
However, the combo of puppies and being pleasantly fizzy due to cocktails just … breaks my brain. In good ways.Report
Oh my goodness! If there was any way of arranging a puppy happy hour at which small children are welcome, I would, uh, on second thought it’s probably good there isn’t such a thing. Because while my daughter would get to pet a lot of puppies, I would be perpetually drunk and broke.Report
Gaming this weekend. Going back to Vornhiem and my drunken were-lion bard.Report
That sucks heaps, JB. And since we’re no longer young, here’s to hoping that a single deductible will pay for all window repairs!
Way back in 1997, my truck had a window ssmashed and the stereo taken. I reported it to CSPD and they sent an officer to take a statement, but we all understood that it was for crime statistics and not for any real chance of catching the crook. I was less upset about the loss of the stereo than I was about the loss of the disks in it (in-dash changer), and glad that Crooky McCriminal hadn’t destroyed my dash while practicing his “art.”Report
Yes, it’ll be 1 deductible, the insurance company promised already. (It’s a matter of replacing 3 of the windows, and figuring out how to get the glass out of the dash, and fixing the hood…)
Upside, the car we had to rent? Is a pretty sweet ride. (Since it’s a Nissan Versa, that makes me feel pretty darn old all on its own.)Report
Boo to car smashers.
I talked to my parents last night, and their car apparently got rear-ended while parked outside their house the day before. It will probably be totalled off, being a reliable but decidedly non-luxury 22 year old vehicle.
Mrs. DF is out of town for work this weekend – a rehearsal and production meeting for the show she’s designing – so it’s just me and the sprog for the weekend.
I’m rebuilding the home network in prep for switching ISPs; I got a small computer to serve as the firewall; that will doubtless take countless hours of tinkering to get satisfactorily working (already I’v got a choice between cudgelling the firewall distro I’ve chosen into recognizing the wireless interface, or replace the firewall distro).Report
I have a date for lunch tomorrow. I have not been on a date in a while (because I have not been looking), so this is exciting.
Also, one would think asking a lady for a date would get easier, especially when she has been giving clear indications of interest, but I still choke up like a fishing high schooler.Report
Hope it goes wellReport
Alright, now that I’m at work, it’s quiet, I’ve had about a jillion microaffectionate interactions today, and there’s only 2.5 hours left in my work week, I can think about the weekend.
Tonight: I’m going straight to bed. Might do some homework if I accidentally get a 2nd wind.
Saturday: SLEEP IN. Homework. Gaming (yay yay yay yay).
Sunday: SLEEP IN. All of the homeworks. SLEEP MORE.
(last week I got about … *counts on fingers* 40 hours of sleep. In 7 nights. I’m not a freaking medical resident. need to sleep more.)Report
Watch the pretty bauble. back and fourth
back and fourth
you feel very relaxed now, flow with the bauble
back and fourth
back and fourth
you’re floating
light as air
light as air
floating into sleep.Report
When I snap my fingers, you will awaken as a chicken.Report
Dudes, I am still at work. Uncool.
*zzzzzzzzzzzz*
Nah, seriously, the problem isn’t that I *can’t* sleep, it’s that I haven’t had time. Working till 2. Doing assignments. Interning. Calling car shops. etc etc etc. Once I shut down, I will sleep HARD. Part of me even believes I’ll be allowed to.Report
@chris ps if i wake up as a chicken tomorrow, @jaybird will have no one but you to blame.Report
Dang, that sucks. 🙁
I’m house and kid sitting for a friend this weekend. I miss my own bed.Report