Friday, June 12, 2009

Be on the lookout

So i pay attention to my credit card meticulously. I paid it off yesterday and I logged in today just cause i get additional charges a day or two after I purchase something. It's SOP for Chase. I wish when I post the charge it posts it on the site immediately but it doesn't do that. Kind of annoying which is why I continuously monitor it actually...

Anyhow, I had went to LA last weekend, right. I got the trip off expedia, hit up a great find cost me about a bill a night. Credit card got charged a month ago when I had first booked it. Then this morning I take a look after I had cleared my account yesterday, and see charges on there. Anyhow long and short of it, i call the hotel, I get voicemail.

I mean, I called the hotel, and they sent me to voicemail. And you know if I were to leave a voicemail they would take their sweet ass time getting back to me, and I'm not about to get finance charges for no good reason. Long and short of it, I got in touch with the hotel, they said they will credit my card the value, and all will be well. But my credit card has that charge on hold so I wont get hit with a finance charge of whatever 17.763028% APR that credit cards have these days...



Moral: be on the look out...always...

Keep dancin'

Thursday, June 11, 2009

It's early...

It's fucking early. I need to kick start my brain. I've had a lethargic going of that lately. My mind seems to need me to turn the crank before it decides to output anything useful. Not quite sure why that is to be honest. Do I need another vacation? I just got back from one though. What is it?

June gloom possibly? But that was only a California thing. Ah man, it's June, and it's too fucking cloudy, too rainy and overall too shitty. Global climate change may be an actual truth. There is no reason why I should be wearing sweat shirts and/or jackets to work on what is supposed to be the three months out of the year that the metro Boston area should be warm...

That's definitely what it is. I only have 3 months out of the year that I can wash my car, go out at nights with a T-shirt, and rock shorts to work without wearing long johns and I am still unable to do that. My mind is seasonally ready for the summer and since the cool spring still hasn't physically gone away I am feeling very alsjdfaoiwjeraoifjlkajsld;kfjaoisj



Moral: It's not early, it's mother fuckin late - Mother Nature hurry the fuck up and give me my fucking summer already!!!!

Keep dancin'

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

If you haven't already...

Then do so at some point this year. Take a vacation. Go anywhere. Well not anywhere. But go anywhere that Virgin America flies. Last weekend while on a trip out to LA to surprise Sy, my boy Yanitz, J-dubz and myself got a phenomenal deal off the Virgin America website from Boston to LAX. $99 each way. Yeah! Total cost was close to $220...can't beat that. NON-STOP in fact!!!!

I know crazy right. I had heard that it was like Jet blue; with the TVs and all. So since I flew the blue before, I figured I would check out their prices, which were in the range of 350 to 400 round trip, before I had found out the unreal price on Virgin! We booked it and didn't look back. Even if it didn't compare to Jet Blue, we still saved enough money to buy a few rounds of shots at our earliest convenience while in LA.

We get their and check our bags in. Waiting in the on deck circle to get in, our group was finally called up and we headed on in. Let me just tell you all right now that my opinion is gospel when it comes to this flight. Definitely theeeee most entertaining flight ever. They have a TV just like jet blue and you can watch TV. All well and good. But then you have radio as well on virgin. you also have a bunch of CDs you can make play lists from and listen to artists like it's your own personal ipod. You can rent DVDs to watch as well. You can send messages in between seats, so if you and your buddy sat rows apart, you can still communicate, or pick up that hotty that you locked eyes with at some point. And to top it off, you can play video games. FOR FREEEEE!!!!



Moral: I am a master of DOOM!!!!! Fly Virgin!

Keep dancin'

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I'm going to do it

I'm going to buy a motorcycle. I don't know when but today as I was walking I decided that I need to suck the marrow out of life a little more and get the things I want out of life. I want to get a motorcycle. I have a few in mind. It's gotta be ballsy though. As my boy Sarg said, get a powerful one and respect it. Otherwise you will do stupid shit with the weak one...

He has a point. Go big or go home really. What's the use of buying a weaker bike when I know in a month or two after I will be kicking myself for not ponying up for the stronger, sharper looking one. I know it's not very safe but you know what, who's to say (God forbid) I don't get hit by a bus walking across the street? I would hope I could see the bus, that's who...

No really though. I have heard it is a liberating feeling. The three down sides I see though, maybe there are more that I don't see, but the three I see are potholes, no music, which subsequently leads to no dancing (i bug out in my car, yeah, I'm that guy!)...so maybe I won't get one just yet, but I am looking into taking the courses...may as well right, it's learning something new...



Moral: Crotch rocket or Knuckler...I'm hung up, but I will know soon enough, and when I do, you'll know

Keep dancin'

Monday, June 8, 2009

Does x correlate to the number 24?

I was bored. I was always bored when I went over my aunt's house. What was I going to do. They had no video games. No cable television. Board games for sure but I got bored with them when the competition wasn't there. I had plenty of fire in me even back then. If I was told I couldn't do it, guess what mother fucker, I would do it!

My cousin played me like a fiddle with that shit. Got me doing math in the summer. I love her for it, don't get me wrong. But she knew. I think she studied psychology. Then again, she is a cunning woman, and if I have another Achilles heal, it's cunning women! She had me working out algebra problems, thinking about x's, y's and z's over the summer....OVER THE SUMMER! Fucking hot house with no AC, doing math!

I was so intrigued that I would ask, what now seem like dumb questions, such as - is x 24 because it's the 24th letter in the alphabet? --- Yeah I know, cute as a fucking button right. She'd laugh and tell me no politely. Explaining to me that it was a place holder for some other number. What other fucking number could it be, it's the 24th letter I would say...ah yes...the beginning of the end for my love of math...



Moral: Math never fails you...you're either spot on right, or dead wrong...either way it's not subjective and frustrating because it's clear cut...

Keep derivin'