I just heard the worst advertisement ever from the station coming out of Redstone. It was a woman talking about this tract of land that used to have a lake where people would boat. She also talked about the houses that were being built there and how it was a nice neighborhood. They tore it down to build a golf course. This was an ad for the golf course. Talk about making potential consumers feel guilty about taking advantage of your product.

Clancy and I have been pondering getting satellite radio for some time now. We figured it was something that we would do when we relocated to rural America. We figured that there would not be many radio stations available and we were right. There are three from Callie proper and there seem to be a couple more piped in from elsewhere (or maybe the signal just carries that far). The thing is, by virtue of the fact that we live in a small town, it doesn’t take long to drive anywhere so we don’t spend much time in our cars and so the ROI for satellite radio is minimal. But back when I was driving around a lot, I had time to listen to my favorite CDs and audiobooks and therefore didn’t have a whole lot of need for the radio. So as intrigued as I am about the concept of satellite radio, I am having difficulty coming up with scenarios in which I would use it.

We keep talking about getting a new (or used) car, but we keep kicking the can down the road. We were going to get it in the month of August, because that’s supposed to be a good month to buy a car, but I’ll be danged if my Escort has not been running unusually well lately. We’re supposed to be getting Clancy’s sign-on bonus soon and so we’ll have the money, but even if we have the money we seem so reluctant to spend it. Of course, if we’re not careful we’re going to set ourselves up for having to get a car because the Escort breaks down. We don’t want to do that, either, because we want the flexibility to seek out the best deal. But inertia is really getting the better of us.

Somebody linked to the Trumanverse map from Facebook. Unfortunately, I can’t find out who or where because the referring URL is a blasted warning page.

I liked the the Wackodoodle Flight Attendant story better when the rude passenger was the villain. Stupid truth. Always getting in the way of a better story. Oddly enough, next Linkluster is going to have a post about JetBlue flight attendants. I plucked the link prior to this whole incident.

The weather in Callie has been particularly moody as of late. It can’t decide whether it wants to shine or rain and switches back and forth. I’ll take the clouds, though.

I may have commented on this before, but has anyone else noticed how hold novels seem to stand the test of time better than old movies do? Not that classic movies aren’t often really good. There are things I like about them better than I like current movies. But it feels like when I am watching Casablanca or some other old film that while I can appreciate the artistry and understand why it’s become a classic, it feels like I am grading it on a curve of some sort. Meanwhile, I’ve read (or listened to) a few old classic novels (Raymond Chandler, to be precise, and I don’t feel like I am grading it on any kind of curve when I say that I like it.

“My wife is a doctor” in response to being asked what my wife does for a living should not be construed as an invitation to hear everything you believe is wrong with the American health care system.

Brushing your teeth early to prevent yourself from eating later really backfires when you start to get really hungry.

I can’t remember the last time I got out of bed in the morning and was able to wake up gradually rather than make a beeline to the restroom.