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“Go sit in the corner.” - Mrs. Causey, my 3rd grade teacher
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After succumbing to the inevitable metabolism death, I underwent The Great Diet Switch . Since that fateful day when I swore off regular sodas, I have rarely to…
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Giada de Laurentiis is just plain hot. There's no getting around it. Not only does she know her stuff about cooking and food, but she's as sexy as…
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I turned thirty-six about a month ago and as you can tell from my blog, I consider myself officially getting old. Well, middle aged at least. Thinning hair…
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My parents are getting older. They're in their sixties now. While that's still relatively young by today's standards, they can't do things like they used to.
Every time I…
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I want to know something. Who invented the bathroom exhaust fan? I'll tell you, a genius, that's who. A veritable God among men. Whoever it was may have inadvertently saved…
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My friend Jeff and I were heading out for burgers when he pulled the top of his boxers out of his pants and said, "You know how long I've had…
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As a child during the 70s, when sugar was cheap and inflation a virtual myth, we were privy to a selection of breakfast cereals that, like 60s rock music, can…
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Yeah, you heard me right: Dre not as good as Cube. I overheard this the other day out in public. I don't know about you but I didn't need to…
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Old people like to eat certain foods that no one else eats. Or at the very least, foods they are stereotyped to eat because it's a dying food. Like them.
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The lungs provide our bodies with life-giving oxygen. The heart pumps our blood, the kidneys filter our system, the eyes provide visual representations of the world around us. We've even…
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Written by Ross Cavins
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Thursday, 05 July 2007 07:15 |
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Okay, here's the deal: My office was broken into over the 4th of July holiday. My computer, my brand new Dell computer, was stolen along with all my personal stuff on it. Thank God I had made backups 1 week ago so most everything can be recovered. Still sucks though.
 The Ultimate Breakfast Cereal.
They not only got my computer (an Athlon X2 4400+ with 2gbs 667 Mhz Ram, 160gb hard drive, 16x DVD Read/Write, All-in-one card reader, keyboard, mouse) ... but they got my sweet-ass 19-inch widescreen LCD monitor and my new 2GB Flash Drive that had all my writing on it.
I was able to recover my writing from a lone zip file on my old computer (left untouched) from when I transferred it to the new computer. So my unpublished work (4 novels, 30+ short stories, and a bunch of bad poetry) are saved.
All this I can deal with, I can take it in stride, I can live with it. But here's the kicker ... they stole my Capt Crunch Peanut Butter cerealAnd my Golden Grahams and my bag of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and two bags of potato chips.
To take a man's Peanut Butter Crunch is beyond criminal. It's beyond humane. It's ... it's ... pure evil. Blasphemy. The ultimate breakage of the Golden Rule. Excuse me while I go cry in the corner.
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