2928 Where's Silk?

Saturday, April 10, 2010

“The skunk does not get out of the way of any animal.
It moves along at its own speed, with its own mind.
It is self-assured and confident in itself.
Skunks are fearless, but they are also very peaceful.
They move slowly and calmly, and they only spray as a last resort.
Skunk teaches how to give respect, expect respect, and demand respect.”
~~ from Animal Speak ~~

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In case you didn't notice, the past several entries were written ahead of the post date, and scheduled for posting each day over the past week. I've been in Morocco for the past week, without internet access. In fact, this post is being written on 4/2. When this appears in the blog, with any luck, I'll be in the air somewhere over the Atlantic, heading back home.

The "with any luck" is not an idle phrase, it's a prayer. The woman who's organizing this trip is the most disorganized screwed-up woman I've ever met. She's the one who scheduled a meeting in NYC, and then canceled it via email 45 minutes after I had set out on the 2 hour 45 minute trip into the city, during rush hour. And then she didn't leave a message with the restaurant that the meeting had been canceled, so I sat there wondering what went wrong.

Then when we finally met with the tour guide and got the itinerary, I noticed the trip was two days shorter than what we had signed up and paid for. She denied there was any difference. When I got home I checked, and sent her an email detailing the difference - we are leaving 24 hours later and returning 24 hours sooner. The two "free time in Casablanca" days had been chopped off. She responded with a note to the group, saying that the trip was ONE day shorter. I could spit nails.

Well, the travel docs I have say that the flight to Casablanca leaves at 6:45 pm tomorrow (remember, today is actually Friday, 4/2). At 3:43 today I got an email from her saying that the flight time was changed to 5:01pm - an hour and 44 minutes earlier! How can they do that? What about connections wanting to make this flight? There's only one flight a day.

Then at 5:44 today, I got another email from her saying that she goofed, the actual time is changed to 8:01pm.

Note that the email was not followed up by a phone call, or a request for acknowledgment. There may be people who have internet access only at work, and 5:44 is pretty late to be sending out an emergency message. Or some may be staying in a hotel near the airport tonight and didn't pack a laptop.

I think she assumes everyone has a Blackberry or other constant connection, because she does.

She's an idiot.

I don't trust her. I wouldn't be surprised if people show up for the 8:01 flight, and discover that the plane left at 6:45, or 5:01, or who knows when. So I went to the Royal Air Maroc site and checked on the flight. 8:01pm. Ok.

Then I tried to check on my reservation, and R.A.M. can't find it. Interesting. They want the 6-digit reservation code, and the primary name on the reservation if multiple people are traveling under one reservation. I don't know what the primary name is. It isn't any of us 13, maybe it's the tour company, but I don't know.

Sigh.

Well, if you're seeing this post, that must mean I made it to Morocco, somehow. Of course, that doesn't mean I'm actually on the plane home. She might screw up again. Once the plane lands and I'm no longer dependent on the organizer, I may strangle her. So if there's no post tomorrow, I may be marooned in Morocco, or I may be in jail in New York.

Send bail money.

Morocco photos soon.
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2927 Shadow attack

Friday, April 9, 2010

Show me a man with both feet firmly on the ground,
and I'll show you a man who can't get his pants off.

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Bonnie Hunt showed a video clip last week, about a little girl who had discovered her mother's shadow, and the child tried to stand on it, to keep it still, I guess.

It reminded me of when Daughter first noticed her shadow. It scared her. She wanted to get rid of it, tried to run away from it. She cried. It took a while to convince her that everything had a shadow when the light was strong, and shadows were harmless.
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2926 Big Dog

Thursday, April 8, 2010

The cost of living hasn't affected its popularity.

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"BigDog" robot. I still want one! It would be so handy for carrying things down the driveway, or to the basement. Or even carrying me! Put a saddle on it....

[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azoWDlZGImU]
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2925 Wanna run a TV commercial? Cheap?

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

My weight is perfect for my height -- which varies.

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You, too, can advertise on TV. You can pick your network, show, time, submit your ad to Google, and for $100, they'll get it up and running for you.

From http://www.switched.com/2010/03/23/how-to-run-your-ad-on-fox-news-for-100/ :

"Slate's Seth Stevenson decided to try it out for himself and see if he could actually air a commercial for a fake product on national television. After creating a trippy, apocalyptic commercial for his nonexistent product, Stevenson decided to post it to Google TV Ads. By doing so, he could choose not only the network he wanted to employ, but the time slot and even the show during which his spot would air. After choosing the appropriately ridiculous, unrealistic show during which to air an equally ridiculous, unrealistic commercial, Stevenson purchased air time on Fox News, during early morning reruns of Glenn Beck. After spending just $100 for the time slot, the commercial ran a full seven times, and the Web site advertised at the commercial's conclusion received over 1,000 new visitors."

Wow! Cool! Howcome this isn't more widely advertised?
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2924 Productivity Tips

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

A flashlight is a case for holding dead batteries.

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This article at Switched.com has several hints and tips for increasing your computer productivity: http://www.switched.com/2010/03/25/the-ultimate-guide-to-productivity-get-er-done-with-helpful-ha/.

I use many of the shortcuts, the widgets, and the password manager. I'm very curious about the virtual desktops, but I think I'd need a larger monitor for that. (Jay had used the two-monitor trick.)

Check it out.
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2923 Where's Matt?

Monday, April 5, 2010

There’s a difference between free speech and hate speech.
-- Joy Behar --
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These videos have been around a while, but I still love them. Matt went all over the world, and videoed himself dancing (sort of...) in various places. There are three videos. They make me want to travel!

All three are at http://wherethehellismatt.com/?fbid=tOqgM.

Enjoy.
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2922 How not to date online

Sunday, April 4, 2010

All I ask is a chance to prove that money can't make me happy.

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It doesn't hurt to keep a resume out there, even when you currently have a temp job. So, I do have profiles on two online dating sites.

I got this a few days ago:

Subject: DATE ME

Hello,
I like to be real to you nice woman because i like u before i start to know you.
Im a marry man 60 years old establish nice greek personality and i think am handsome man.
225 lbs 5' 9 gray hair.Im in business all my life but i never have a woman to make me happy and likes trips,nice cozy restaurant dinners and romances.
Im looking to find a woman mature and loving like u to enjoy the good things in life,If u think we can enjoy together because i think you are the nice person am looking for

[name deleted]

Don't know what that "marry man" means. His profile says single, never married. No photo. Sounds like a nice guy, but bit clueless, and absolutely not my type. He also sounds like he could get too involved too soon and turn into a stalker.

Sigh.

I've found that when one gets notes like this, one must NOT reply. A gentle negative citing distance or diverging interests or current commitment will get you a barrage of sales pitches. They seem to think they can convince you to give them a chance, that they can fix whatever the problem is. That, or you get a nastygram back, calling into question your motives and virtue. So, since I hesitate to say "I don't think we can have an interesting conversation, and your ardor scares me", he gets no reply.
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2921 The bee knows.

Friday, March 2, 2010

"Obama is not a brown-skinned anti-war socialist who gives away
free health care. You're thinking of Jesus."

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It got well into the 70s today. The yellow jackets are investigating the seams of the van, and the tree frogs are singing. Haven't heard the bullfrogs yet, though.

My daffodils are up, and a few are blooming.

Spring has arrived.
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2920 Selling it

Thursday, April 1, 2010

"Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired."
-- Robert Frost --


I don't agree with that, but I suppose it is true for some people.
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I went shopping today. Bought a lightweight backpack to use as a carryon, a tiny Sharp travel alarm clock that's easy to set and carry, but which will have to lie on the pillow with me or I'll never hear it, an inflatable pillow to help preserve my back on the plane and tour buses, and tiny packets of shampoo, sun block, moisturizer, toothpaste, and so on. Also another card for my camera.

On the car radio, an administrator from Boston University was being interviewed, and the subject of tenure came up. The man was asked whether A) a candidate's record was examined, and then he or she, if refused tenure, was told why, or B) it was entirely up to the candidate to convince the committee, to prove that he or she had earned tenure. The argument for the former is that there's less of a chance for hidden favoritism, and more of a chance to rectify. The latter method puts enormous pressure on the candidate, and if they are refused, they never really know why.

The answer was that in most large universities it's B). The tenure committee does no research, and the refused candidate is never (or rarely) told why they were refused. It's up to them to convince the committee, and for all they know, refusal was a personality thing.

I just shrugged at that, and then I wondered why. With my liberal slant and management style, you'd think I'd be all for A), look at everything, check off the boxes, and tell the candidate exactly what's right and what's wrong.

But then I realized that was never my employee style.

Most people slog away in the job, hoping that management will notice how wonderful they are, hoping that their turn for a raise or promotion will come up, in due time. If they are ambitious, and they're a Level 1 Grunt, they try to be the best Level 1 Grunt possible, to shine as a Level 1 Grunt.

I figure that's a good way to stay a Level 1 Grunt forever. Why should you be promoted to Level 2 when you're so good at Level 1?

When you're a Level 1, as soon as you are comfortable in these tasks and responsibilities, you should start picking up Level 2 duties and responsibilities. Get good at them. Make sure those responsible for raises and promotions know what you're doing. Provide weekly reports outlining what you have accomplished, and pointing out exposures and concerns. Pretty soon, you will be assigned Level 2 stuff as a matter of course. Then you go to management and say, "Hey, I'm doing a Level 2 job. Let's make it official. Promote me."

That's how I got six promotions in my first three years with The Company. I got a "step in grade" raise every six months. The usual is two to four years in grade, one small raise a year.

So, no, I don't find proving oneself to a tenure committee all that onerous.

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Nowadays, as an old lady retiree, I absolutely refuse to prove myself to anyone. I don't have to do anything that doesn't interest me. You don't like what I'm doing, or how I'm doing it, or when? Go away.

That's why I quit volunteering at the maritime museum. I told them over and over that I didn't want to do anything that involved schedules, or that anyone was depending on. All I wanted to do was clean the showrooms, paint railings, weed flowerbeds, stock shelves in the gift shop, just one-day drop-in stuff. But they kept giving me ongoing responsibilities - because I could handle it where other volunteers could not, and I knew that, and I felt coerced.

So I walked away.

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There's a guy on trial up north. He has been found guilty of arson (burned down a coworker's (empty, I think) house), vandalism (spray painted houses and cars of people he argued with), and a few other things. He was found guilty of something like 18 or 20 of 22 charges. But what really gets me is that one of the charges was "terrorism", which carries a life sentence.

Terrorism? I don't get it. Yeah, he's a nasty person, probably a bit sick, but a terrorist? Isn't part of terrorism the attempt to cause a change in people's attitudes or actions? To coerce? They didn't even know it was him. By the court's definition, kids who batter mailboxes with baseball bats from cars are terrorists. Someone who puts a dead fish in a rival's car is a terrorist?

The other thing I don't get is the pronunciation of his name, "Raucci". It seems like an Italian name. I'd pronounce it "Raw-chi". The Italian double C is usually pronounced CH. The news readers consistently pronounce his name "Rossi". Anyone can pronounce their own name any way they want, but wouldn't you usually use the common rules, so you don't have to correct everyone all the time?
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2919 Cold Feet

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

One nice thing about egotists: they don't talk about other people.

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I wonder if Daughter has had second thoughts about Mother living across the street. In a phone call today she blathered about "boundaries", and how I might prefer a one-floor ranch, and about how property taxes are very high, and how if I want to move down there, she'd be willing to find me another more suitable house. The implication being "someplace else".

Behind the house I'm looking at, at the end of the back yard, there's a steep descent into a ravine. Apparently, the cliff is part of the property. She said the neighbor was paying $6,000/yr in property taxes, but when the houses were reappraised recently, it went up to $16,000/yr because of that additional property, that apparently hadn't been considered before.

That's ridiculous, of course, because, being unusable and unsaleable, that land has no value. In fact, it's a deficit to the property, since it can be dangerous, and because of some strange building code, you can't have a raised deck on the house - even though the bank is at least 50 feet (probably more) from the house. Therefore it should reduce the value, not increase it.

I don't understand.

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Daughter forgets I'm good at internet research. I looked at houses for sale in the area, in the same price range, and the taxes are about the same as or a little less than what I'm paying here. Of course, the ravine is still a question, but I think that could be fought.
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2918 Blinded by teeth

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Experience is the thing you have left when everything else is gone.

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There was an episode of "Seinfeld" wherein Jerry got his teeth whitened, too white, so that every time he opened his mouth everyone else was blinded.

Raquel Welch was on GMA this morning, and her teeth were that blinding too too white.

I'm seeing that everywhere on TV these days - too white, unreal. Not in real life, though. Ordinary people have ordinary teeth, but TV people seem to be competing for the most blinding teeth. That's beyond annoying, because that means blinding teeth will become a requirement even for ordinary people.

Back in my childhood, when my teeth were brand new, before coffee, tea, cola, cigarettes, they were in the middle of the dentist's color chart. Bleached, they won't ever get any whiter than that. Most of the blinding teeth you see on TV are veneers anyway, not bleached. I've heard that porcelain veneers cost $1,000 to $1,500 per tooth!

Sad.
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2917 You are not!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Two can live as cheaply as one, for half as long.

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What's with all these commercials where people say things like, "I'm a Jeep", or "I'm a PC".

No, you're not. You're a person, and if you'd lie about that, why should I believe anything else you say?

I don't get it. Kind of negates the whole commercial, doesn't it?

I find it very jarring.
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2916 Stink

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Teach a child to be polite and courteous in the home and,
when he grows up, he'll never be able to merge his car onto a freeway.

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Saturday, when Daughter and I were walking around Red Bank, she needed a bathroom. She volunteers with Hospice at the hospital, which was right around the corner, and she's known there, so that's where we went.

Half a block from the hospital, I was overcome by a stench. It smelled like rotting restaurant offal. The worst rotted garbage smell I'd ever experienced, and I've often taken stuff to the county dump. It was so bad the air was thick. I was starting to retch.

Now, I normally don't mind odors. I love the scent of fresh sweat on a man. I like a whiff of skunk on a summer breeze. I like the smell of manure spread on spring fields. But this stench was literally making me sick. My face may have turned green.

It got worse the closer we got to the hospital.

It turns out it was the mulch that had been spread on the extensive hospital flower beds.

The mulch looked like ordinary finely shredded bark. The women behind the reception desk said it was probably insecticide added to the mulch.

Now, I've got a whole bunch of questions. What do the hospital's neighbors think of the smell? Is it safe to breathe insecticide that thick? What about patients arriving at the hospital? If my stomach had already been a bit queasy, I guarantee it would be worse by the time I walked in from the parking lot. How long will the smell hang around?

That stuff was BAD!
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2915 Typo?

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

They told me I was gullible... and I believed them.

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I got a visit today from Lexington, Kentucky (Hi, Lexington!) The ISP was listed as "Kentcuky Employers' Mutual Insurance".

Kentcuky? Is that really the name of the company, or is it a typo? The apostrophe is correct....

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Later - a Google search turns up a real "Kentucky Employers' Mutual Insurance" company. "Kentcuky" shows up only in the domain name. I can't believe someone let that typo get past.
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2914 Folly?

Monday, March 29, 2010

"He who lives without folly isn't so wise as he thinks."
-- Francois de La Rochefoucauld --

Given the topic today, this quote may not be as random as they usually are.
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Things are moving fast and in strange directions lately.

In the previous post I mentioned a house being built across the street from Daughter's house. I told The Man about it when I saw him last night, adding that I had figured that if I ever moved, it would be someplace warmer. He laughed and said "New Jersey IS warmer than up here!" (We were in Kingston, NY, at the time.)

He's right. It's a little warmer, and they do get less snow.

I talked with Daughter today, and she gave me the name and phone number of the builder, and the amount he's asking. I talked with Piper and Angelo, and they both think that from a purely financial and lifestyle point of view, it's a good idea. Even if it's not a good idea, it's not a bad idea (i.e., there's almost no way to get hurt). Since I don't have a mortgage on this house, all it would cost me to have both houses for whatever time it takes to sell this one is the $6-7K annual taxes on this house. And then the sale of this house would pay back what I pulled to buy the other house.

Advantages:

• Across the street from Daughter and Hercules.
• Across the street from possible future grandbabies and babysitting/petsitting help for Daughter & Hercules.
• 1/2 block from Raritan Bay, lots of interesting places to walk.
• Built-in lawn mowing and snow shoveling (Hercules).
• One more bedroom (4 total, and two of the four are large).
• Short driveway.
• I can get the flooring, cabinets, and colors I want.
• Across the street from pet care when I travel.
• I might even be able to get a dog.
• Lots of great shopping.
• Lower taxes.

Disadvantages:

• It's New Jersey.
• The neighborhood, although very safe, is a bit, uh, ticky-tacky. It's mostly young people starting out and old people ending up.
• There's a house three doors down with two unregistered cars in the side yard. (On the other hand, I've got my unregistered van sitting in my driveway right now.)
• It's New Jersey. Look up Superfund sites sometime.
• Moving. I've got a LOT of stuff. Much of my furniture is heavy old antiques.
• It's New Jersey.
• The thought of actually sorting, disposing, packing, and moving is terrifying.
• Global warming could put Raritan Bay in my living room. After all, it IS New Jersey.
  

Piper is going to call the builder tomorrow, and see what can be worked out. I can't make an actual firm offer until we discuss finishing materials, but I don't want him to accept another offer until I have a chance.

Wish me luck. Or not. Either way, I win.
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2913 Passing the "Walk Test"

Sunday, March 28, 2010

"Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see."
-- Arthur Schopenhauer --

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I drove to NJ yesterday to visit Daughter. We went to Red Bank and windowshopped. Every so often, Daughter "tests" me by making me walk for a few hours, so I made sure I wore comfy shoes.

I told her I knew what she was doing, and there's still a race or two left in this gray mare. (My mother at my current age couldn't fasten her bra without getting out of breath, and if I were my mother, I'd be dead in about 18 months. Daughter remembers.)

One store we stopped in had handmade jewelry and clothing. There was a fitted dressy jacket that looked like it would be perfect for Daughter. The tag said something like $179, but the old guy behind the counter said he'd got a call from his wife, the store owner, that everything on that rack was $50 because she's getting the new spring stuff in. So I bought Daughter a jacket that looks great on her, and is well worth the $50.

We ate at a south Asian vegan restaurant. Good stuff.

I was shocked to see a new 2-story house in the vacant lot across the street from Daughter and Hercules's house. Daughter says it went up in 2 weeks, built by one of her neighbors. The outside is finished, the inside is framed. The door was open, and Daughter said it was ok to go in, so we did. It's going to be really nice - front porch, 4 huge bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms, lr, dr, kitchen, breakfast area, attic. No basement, though.

Daughter wants me to buy it and move in. She's going to check on the price.

Hmmmmm. It's an interesting idea, if there are ever any grandchildren it would be nice to be close, but I'd always thought if I went though all the mess of moving, it would be to someplace warm.
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2912 Frozen Friday

Friday, March 26, 2010

"Truly great madness cannot be achieved without significant intelligence."
-- Henrik Tikkanen --

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After spring-like weather the past week, nearing 70 on several days, we're frozen again. It got all the way up to 37 today, and is expected to dip into the mid to low teens overnight for a few days. I guess Mother Nature has discovered I just bought a convertible.

I spent some time yesterday paying bills and figuring out financial stuff, and then went to dinner in the evening with Mensa, at a Thai restaurant I've wanted to try for ages. It was very good. I think I really like Thai.

Roman sat across from me at the table. Angie and the Zig were next to him on his side, and they mostly talked with each other, and next to me were two rather hard of hearing rather dull guys who mostly talked to each other ("Wa'd she say?" "She asked if you want coffee." "Oh." "What?" "I said 'Oh." "Oh.") So Roman and I mostly talked with each other.

I do think Roman would like to try again. Nope, ain't gonna happen.

Today I walked past the rocking chair in the bedroom, and the sewing/hemming/mending pile on the chair slid to the floor. The heap is huge. I haven't actually seen the chair in years.

Sorting the heap and piling it back on the chair, I found a lot of stuff that I'd forgotten buying. When something looks really good on me, I'm likely to hem it immediately (I have to hem everything, usually shorten sleeves, too), but if it's just so-so on me, I throw it on the chair to be done when I get around to it. Since I've lost some weight, I tried some of it on, was surprised, and immediately hemmed two dresses and three pairs of slacks, and I found a skirt that fit perfectly - I don't know why it was on the pile. Whoop!
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2911 The car has been ordered.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

"Actions lie louder than words."
-- Carolyn Wells --

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I've ordered my car.

I went to the dealership yesterday. I wanted a 2010 model, I'd like to have it in mid-April and I asked what's the procedure for getting the colors and options I want. The salesman said it would be a bit difficult to get exactly what I want in a 2010, because March is the last production month for the 2010, the last 2010 custom orders were placed in February, as of April they're building the 2011s, so they'd have to find my 2010 on a lot somewhere, and they may or may not be able to find exactly what I want.

I want exactly what I want.

So I'm getting a 2011. Arrival before mid-May.

Which is not exactly what I want, but at least that's more acceptable than the wrong colors or wrong options.

(Gee, remember when the model years started in January of that year? I was surprised when the next year's cars started showing up in November.)

Then we started talking price. Unfortunately, he didn't have the MSRP or invoice numbers for the 2011 models yet. (Neither did Edmonds.com.)

Terms:
MSRP - what the manufacturer thinks the car should sell for, but only naifs actually pay.
Invoice - what the dealer pays the manufacturer for the car. The difference between what you pay and invoice is the dealer's profit.
TMV - "True Market Value", what Edmonds calls the average price actually paid for the car in your zip code. Usually significantly below MSRP, a little above invoice.

So then we started talking price. I told him I'd gotten the TMV from Edmonds, and expected to pay that much for the 2010, and in that general ballpark for the 2011. He freaked. He started talking about 7% profit "built in", and was running numbers rapidly, very confusingly. I wasn't sure what that 7% was on, derived from, it didn't make any sense. It especially didn't make sense because 7% of the invoice price, added to the invoice price, was WAY over the MSRP.

Finally I said, "Look, it doesn't much matter, because we're using the wrong numbers for this car anyway. We really ought to just agree on how much I will pay over invoice. Period. Simple." The Edmonds numbers showed X dollars over invoice as the average, so I said, "I'll pay Y dollars over invoice, assuming you can show me the invoice". He didn't like that at all. It was too close to TMV. His face got red. He continued trying for closer to MSRP.

At that point, a woman who had made an appointment to pick up a car arrived (I'd hadn't called before coming in), and he went off to help her. When he came back, he said, "Ok. Y dollars over invoice." I guess he realized he couldn't write a contract without the actual numbers. I said I wanted it in writing, so after a visit to the financial office, he came back and said the contract could be written that way. It would actually say "Y dollars over invoice" as the total price for the car (plus tax, and registration).

And a few minutes later, that's what came out of the financial office, and I signed it, and made a $500 security payment.

There may be another small battle when I see the invoice numbers. I expect to see the wholesale price of the car and my chosen options, and a destination charge, and nothing else. No prep charges, no advertising charges, no other padding. Edmonds says some dealers try to pad with stuff like that, and you don't have to pay it.

I'm a little disappointed that I won't get it before May, but April is buggy and rainy anyway, so ok.

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Suzy has some booboos on her front bumper (I think someone must have backed into her in a parking space) and the gas cap door hinge is broken. Her bumper is plastic or rubber or something, and it's cracked and broken. If I want to sell her (haven't decided yet) I'll need to get that fixed. So I stopped by at a body shop and got an estimate. It came out to $1,090. I paid $9000 for her four years ago, when she was already three years old with 32,000 miles on her, and her blue book value now is only $3,400.

It doesn't seem worth fixing her.

She has 81,000 miles now, and other than her broken nose she's in terrific health, inside and out.

Maybe I'll just keep her. Maybe a duct tape girdle inside the bumper will make her feel better.
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2910 Dense GPS

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

"Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable."
-- Sidney J. Harris --

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Stupid GPS. Every time I want to cross the river, Jeeves tries to take me south, then back north, then west. The shortest, fastest way is west, then south, then west. Every time we get to the intersection, Jeeves gets all upset when I turn west instead of following his orders to go south. And every time, I think I'm "teaching" him the correct route.

Two years now, and he hasn't learned yet.
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2909 Innovate!

Monday, March 22, 2010

"Liberty lies in the hearts of men and women; when it dies there, no constitution, no law, no court can even do much to help it. While it lies there it needs no constitution, no law, no court to save it."
-- Billings Learned Hand --

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Why do you always have to do things they way "they" do it? Make your own way! Innovate! Create your own music!

[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tx4cRw6TIIg]

Actually, Ronnie can do it the "right" way, too. You'll find several clips of him on YouTube. Click above, and then on "More from: Bokete7" on the right.
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