Vacation Time

I'm on vacation this week so I am going to try and make up for my less than frequent blogging. I seem to always plan on writing something and then it all goes poo side up. While straightening the living room, I found several pieces of paper on which I'd written possible blog topics. I think I will space them out rather than putting in one big long mother. So, here we go...

I believe someone has discovered that I don't have a life because I got yet another phone survey call. The last one proved to be highly amusing (questions about whether or not I liked France remember) so I figured I'd give this one a shot.

This time around I wasn't speaking to an actual person. I wasn't speaking at all. It was an automated call and I had to hit a number to convey my response. The bulk of the call was about the economy. You know the deal; did I think we were in a recession; did I think our economic woes would last another 6 months, a year, longer; did I think investing at this time was a good idea...blah, blah, blah.

Then the call moved on to the topic of the Olympics and our attempt to get them to come to Chicago. Did I think this was a good idea? Did I think it would help the economy? Blah, blah, blah. (Side note: we should have did something like what Jack Black did when he wanted Led Zep's permission to use a song for School of Rock. A stadium full of people singing "Sweet Home Chicago" might have worked.)

The final topic came out of freakin' nowhere and really gave me an idea of who was sponsoring this phone survey.

They wanted to know if I thought American Muslims should be responsible for speaking out against terrorism. Ex-squeeze me? There were about 4 more "American Muslim" questions that seemed very right wing just this side of racist in orientation. Very, very bizarre. I was given a website to check out to see who would be getting the results of the survey, but I'm almost afraid to do it out of fear of accidentally signing up for a Glenn Beck newsletter.

Speaking of Sir Dickweed...in case you ever questioned just how big a jerk this guy is check out this little nugget. Be sure to read all the way down to the end of the article.

Speaking of phones, has anyone else seen Tyler Hansbrough help find the puppy dog in an AT & T commercial?

And speaking of commercials, I saw one for the Smart Mop where the voice over actually suggests that in these trying economic times, one could mop up their spilled drink, wring the mop over the glass, and consume the beverage. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!

Finally, a big woo-hoo to my friend Paul and the web radio site that he is involved with, Future Perfect Radio (see points of interest links on my blog's home page). They were listed in Wired magazine's Playlist (spot #2). The Playlist covers all sorts of cool things. They are in excellent company; Maru the cat was on the playlist a few months ago. Yay Paul!