The Breakup

Never underestimate a Tone Ranger:




For your next beer, wine or cocktail party:


This one has people in the background...

My New Store

I found a site that will let you create designs for apparel, books, household items and tons of other things.

I've just started, but there's more to come:

http://www.cafepress.com/jmjdesigns

Coming soon - 2008 Calendars with pictures from Tuscany, Italy

In other news

What a crazy couple of days...

There's still no definitive solution to my shoulder problems. The latest diagnosis is that it's "partially dislocated". So I have to go back to the orthopedists for another exam. I have to go get the films from the radiologist. Also, I had to make an appointment to get an ultrasound on my shoulder and arm. My doctor wants to see if there's anything circulatory going on as well because of the occasional numbness and tingling that I'm experiencing.

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Also, I had the strangest phone call today. We were looking for an online ticketing solution and we looked at a certain company. We decided, after looking at several companies, on another company. I emailed the sales rep and then she called me to ask why we didn't pick them. I didn't want to get really specific so I told her that we felt that the other company was a better fit.

She didn't take that well, so I had my boss call her. She was rude to him when he called and so that sealed the deal. This phone call took place about two weeks ago, at least. So out of the blue today, she calls me as if it's the first time we talked and said that someone from another college referred me to her. The key to the conversation was that the president of her company insisted that she call me. So she called and had no clue who I was.

I told her that we had talked before and that I had already let her know that we were going with another company. She was insistent that I tell her why and wanted to know what the other company had that she didn't. She was very hostile and condescending. She acted like I was too stupid to know what I was "passing up". So I told her that I'd call her back when my boss came back.

After I got off the phone with her, she sent me an email that was basically marketing spam and she sent it to my personal email address. I replied back and asked her to take my personal email address out of her address book; a reasonable request, I thought. Then my boss came back and left her a message saying that we had decided to go with another company and that she shouldn't call back anymore.

Well the lady must be extremely dense because she actually called back and wanted to know what she had done to offend us. Umm, how about continuing to call when we've already said no... how about not remembering previous conversations... how about answering the phone with "Wait a minute" when we called once before... how about insisting that we go with her even though her product costs more. This woman is out there.

So my boss gave her one more call and he actually spoke to her this time. It was the funniest thing I had ever heard. He spoke loud enough for every one in the office to hear and we were cracking up. He said, "I thought that we made it clear that we weren't going with your product for a number of reasons, not the least of which was the customer service. Apparently, she got super polite after that, but by then the bridge was burned and the support beams complete destroyed.

So she asked if there was anything she could do to get us to use her product and short of it being free, he told her no.

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Here's your You Tube clip of the day:
CITIWIDE CHANGE BANK

Mr. Vicadin

I had to take Vicadin last Friday for my arm and shoulder pain. I fell asleep on the couch watching the Flintstones. I had the weirdest dreams that night.

My first dream was about visiting a friend in Manhattan. Her apt was no bigger than my cubicle and she told me that her rent was over $900/month. It was crazy.

My second dream was about being an extra in the Fall production of the Foreigner at HCC. It was the strangest thing because I don't remember audtioning or even being asked to be in the play. All of the sudden I was in the middle of rehearsals. I couldn't go to the rehearsals on Tuesday and Thursdays because of the book study and Theocratic Ministry School and Service Meeting. I don't know what I ended up doing.

My third dream, the most embarrassing one was when I was in love (and stalking) Gary Coleman. Now mind you, I'm not talking Gary Coleman at the height of Diff'rent Strokes. I'm talking Gary Coleman, security guard. In my dream he was a hair dresser and for some reason I was completely in love with him.

Old Lady

I'm sitting at my desk at work with a bowl of oatmeal, tea, a calcium supplement, fiber supplements, a sling, and advil.

When did I get old?

Short Paper

I have to write a short paper about some concept that spans the different pop culture media of the late 19th and 20th century. I thought about this during class and on the way home and I was thinking about the portrayal of minorities in major media in the past 100 years. I'm not sure how to approach this topic. But I know that I don't want it to become a "there were no black people in movies" paper.

I have tons of research to do. If you have any ideas/suggestions, let me know.

Tiny Little Fractures

TheSueG (2:46:35 PM): how's your arm?
webkidjulie (2:46:45 PM): it doesn't hurt right now..
webkidjulie (2:46:54 PM): but I've been in the sling all day
TheSueG (2:47:10 PM): how long can you keep that on?
webkidjulie (2:47:24 PM): I'll find out how long I'll have to wear it tomorrow morning
TheSueG (2:48:25 PM): are you thinking of moving in to the doctor's office to save all the travel time?
webkidjulie (2:48:38 PM): you're funny, sue
TheSueG (2:48:52 PM): I try


So if you didn't know, I went to the ER on Friday because my shoulder was killing me. After waiting two hours, I found out that I have chip fractures on my shoulder. I have to wear a sling and see the orthopedist. So I go back to see Dr. Yeh tomorrow. He probably thought that he'd never have to see me again.
I'll keep you posted on the shoulder.