I’ve made the switch. Blogger be damned, I’ve decided that WordPress really is better for this whole blogging thing. And how not? Look! I have categories now! And tabs! Categories and tabs!! I LOVE TABS. (Note: I switched to a layout that has no tabs because, despite the fact that I love tabs, I love justifided text even more. ¡Viva la justificada!)
Shut up, you know you love tabs, too. Anyway, you can look forward to this site becoming ever better, but even more importantly, having some friggin’ posts. ‘Cause you know how bad I was about that with Blogger. I’ll try harder. Just like Avis.
Speaking of rental cars, Enterprise did a number on me this last time I used their services. Seems as though you can reserve the car for whatever time you want… that doesn’t mean it’ll be there. It also doesn’t mean that if six people, none of whom have the appropriate paperwork and/or a not-overdrawn credit card, all go to the rental office hours before their reservations and you get there on time, that you’ll be helped first. No, no. They get dibs by being there first. I suppose I should expect a company that deals with cars all day to respect the awesome power of shotgun (or, for the weird Midwesterners out there, high hosey), so I got relegated to the figurative back seat. Then they wouldn’t give me my discount, I accidentally bought insurance I didn’t need, and although there was promise of an upgrade, I sincerely doubt the car I got was a grade up from anything, with the possible exception of a Flintstones car. Yabba dabba douchebags.
Friday, September 29, 2006 at 6:28 pm |
Okay, I’m skimming all your entries and am now laughing out loud. I’m the only one lest in the office at 20 past 6pm on a Friday, so it’s easy to let go and laugh out loud.
I too love tabs. However, I do not love trying to explain to my mom the concept of tabs. Offering her the benefit of doubt, her strongest reference to tab is the soft drink from the 70’s, but I did not realize software layouts were so foreign. I made a guest list for the wedding in Excel with two sheets (making two tabs at the bottom). One was for my side and one for Aaron’s side. I sent the file to my mom, and she was all “Where is Aaron’s parents address?” Have you ever tried to explain to someone over the phone the concept of tabs when that person is not currently staring at a open file looking for said tabs? Well, you have a great imagination, so I know if you put your mind to it you can imagine how awkward and unproductive that conversation was.
I sent her another file with Aaron’s side as the first sheet/tab. It was a sad day for tabs everywhere.