Just bought a batch of movies at Blockbuster the other day and this happened to be one of them. I caught the first few minutes of it on a flight to Vegas before it was rudely interrupted by a stewardess and then not rewinded after she was done speaking so I stopped watching. I also heard really great things about it, I think it…
I really wish I could use an exclamation point. Anyway, took the Civic in for an inspection to a “special” shop that passed my coworkers kit car, which had a handful of violations. I knew what the Civic lacked: stock seatbelt, horn, and airbag, but I figured they were so minor compared to his that I wouldn’t have an issue. Then again, I realized…
Yes, the same Dave who likes to send flagged e-mails. This time, he has moved to London for six months on business. He has been there a week now, calls me, and uses both “lad” and “cheers” in conversation. You’re not British, you haven’t lived there long enough to pick up their slang… QUIT IT! I’m guessing he picked up a British Slang book…
Down with the typical travel sites! Thanks to Dave, I have been acquianted with Kayak. Rather than searching the sites of airlines and tacking on a fee for doing so, this site is completely ad-supported (from the looks of it) so you really are getting the cheapest deal AND are searching a ton more airlines than usual. They have a nice interface to boot!…
This is just a placeholder… Rant to come when I get a chance today. Feel free to comment on the idea, though
Around 1:30pm, I receive an e-mail from our intern that his car, a 1987 Chevy Celebrity has been hit in the parking lot. Having been hit in that same parking lot at least twice in the past two years, I snap in to action. Adam and I scour the lot for potential offenders. We find a couple, until we stumble upon a silver Jetta…