What Stpid Thing Have You Done Today?
 

In the course of my life, I occasionally do something completely boneheaded. It is usually not anything earth-shattering, just one of those little things that makes one makes one go "DOH!"

So what made me think of this?

The other day, I was walking out to my car. We live in a condo with a detached garage. The trash dumpster is right next to our garage and I often take trash items out with me when I go to my car.

On this particular day, I did something I usually make a point not to: carrying my keys and the trash in the same hand.

Yep - I went dumpster diving that morning.

How about you; what is your boneheaded move of the day?

There was a press screening of Night at the Museum 2: Revenge of the Electric Bugaloo yesterday. I planned to review for MousePlanet. RSVPed.

Screening is in the city so I'm stuck filling time between the normal end of my day around 4 and showtime at 7. I go to the gym, return to the office at 5 and just kill time.

Around 6:15 I go to the invite to confirm the theater and notice for the very first time that the showtime was 4:00 pm. Showtimes are never 4pm and somehow my brain never noticed. In seven years of doing this weekday press screenings have always been either at noon, 7pm, or 7:30 pm.

So I didn't get home until after 7 o'clock and with nothing at all to show for it.

6:50am - Remind Moonie Jr. of Dentist Appointment for 12:00pm.
6:55am - Plan to pick him up at 11:30 to drive to dentist
7:00am - Write note to Moonie Jr's school excusing him at 11:30am
8:00am - Leave for work.
11:30am - Head out for lunch.
11:45am - Sitting at lunch counter, Get cell phone call, Dad?

blew away code Id been working on for 2 days by saving over the top of my version.

I should be fired

out of a cannon

into the sun

We use Undelete, I can't even estimate the number of times it's pulled our bacon out of the fire.

I was having trouble starting my car yesterday. It came this || close, but couldn't quite make it to idle. So I tried "pumping the gas", but after 10 minutes of that, it still wouldn't start.

So I walked across the street to the mechanic (yes, there's a mechanic 50 feet from my apartment) and told him what was going on. He sits in my car, pumps the gas, and gets it to start.

It was at the point I realized I was pumping the brake, not the gas pedal. :eek:

Now come on, I've only been driving a car for ~25 years. I can't be expected to remember everything! :rolleyes:

I'll suggest it to the posers that be....



erm. powers...
yeah, I meant powers.

Okay- this made me laugh.:snap:

No source control?

I ran into a wall and said "excuse me" to it yesterday. Not that big of a deal, but my 15 year old was amused.

Whenever I walk into inanimate objects, if nobody is within hearing range I call it an asshole.

not on this particular piece no. it was experimental and being developed for personal (albeit still work related) use.

I already re-wrote it. the two days work was figuring what would work, what wouldnt and why. that being done it was a fairly meh rewrite. still. the original had a few more bells and whistles that might have come in handy down the road.

Haven't done anything stpid today yet. But it's early yet.

LOL: I just figured out my stupid thing for today (the example in my OP was from a couple of days ago):

I didn't spell check the title of this thread. And of all words to spell incorrectly. No, it was not in purpose.

I'll add, I did not notice your typo or anything wrong with GC's post either the first time I read it.

:D

I woke up.

I flip off inanimate objects- the kid doesn't get why I do that, and I'm not sure I do either. Still, it's cathartic. The X-Box gets saluted regularly.

I COMPLETELY forgot to have kids!

I once mistook Crazy Glue for Lube !!





...My model airplane fell to bits

But apart from that stpid attempt at humour, nothing else to report today.

Excuse me?!

Well, I guess I don't feel so bad now.

Ever try to take a sip from your Big Gulp (or drink with a lid) but you forgot you didn't put a straw in yet? You make weird mouth movements that make you look really silly.

TOTALLY cracking up here. :D :snap:

I don't think I did anything stupid (yet) today.

I may have to come back here and post this every time, just to remind myself I'm not a complete fvck-up.

I had a really interesting response to this, but JW's post completely trumped anything I had to say

I popped my head out my driver's side window to see look at the lines on a parking space, making sure I was within the space.

The windows was up.

There's a lovely nose smudge on my driver's side window.

Ah, :( and I was hoping for an interesting response, especially from you, Kevy.

Well the important think is that you keep trying to make a baby together. I'm sure it'll take one day....

And the CA voters can't do a damned thing about it!

I over-filled my Icee at the gas station and my first instinct was to try to drain it down by taking a huge drink. My second instinct was to drop to my knees and grab my head.


(And this isn't the first time I've given myself a public Icee brain-freeze.)


Stpid.

Why do I get the feeling I might be missing a fact or two relative to this thread?

Nah. This one is WYSIWYG

Ohhh! So he really was just talking about an "Icee" :blush:

Yes, it really was an Icee.:D

I think Kevy just unwittingly created a new meme.

Isn't that how Kevy does pretty much everything?

That's pretty much what I was thinking.

Most of my life in general is unwitting.

I'm trying out a pattern to crochet a doll but after a week's work (maybe 30 minutes at a time in the evening) all I've got is the beginning of what's supposed to be one of the doll's legs. I've had trouble getting the right number of stitches per row and I keep starting over. I have a little notebook where I keep track of the number of rows I've stitched. One night I switched to a different yarn to see if that worked and then picked up the same section again the next evening. I stitched a couple of rows and I seemed to be getting it right, finally. Then I counted my completed rows and compared it to my notes and somehow I had less rows than when I started.:eek:

Later when I was going to bed I remembered that when I started the new yarn I also started a new count on the next page of my notebook.

I really should get out of my own way.

or pantsless. :)

I got up this morning. That was a mistake.

So, he's a Meme Magnet?

I didn't say he attracted a new meme...

I left the rat cage open.

I did it again. Luckily The Other Boy saw Blinky as she was trying to escape again.

Was he Amish?

I hit the snooze button three times before I realized I didn't need to get up at all.

Perhaps, but hand-crafted Amish spandex can't be beat.

I learned a valuable lesson yesterday when doing laundry, never leave the giant economy size bottle of liquid detergent on top of the washer/dryer if you have pets. Needless to say it hit the floor and burst!

Do you know how big of a puddle 170 ounces of liquid detergent is? Trust me, you never want to find out for yourself!

So after using every towel in the house to mop up the slime I realized I couldn't just throw them in the washer or I'd have an even bigger mess on my floor! So after an hour or two of rinsing I finally got them into the washer so everyone could actually have a shower today.

The worst part is the floor is still icky. I'ts gone from slime that will knock you to the floor with it's slickness to tacky and sticky, who knew?! So after much internet searching I'm debating between using baking soda, salt, cat litter or vineagar for the clean up.

It was definitely a STUPID thing to do and I'm paying dearly for it, wow what a mess!

On my flight back home last night I left my Laptop in the seat pocket.

Big surprise, it was not found.

Oh, that really, really sucks Moonie!

The last plane we were on the man next to us left his phone and some other electonic device. I yelled for him but he was wrangling two kids and didn't hear. I got it to the stewardess as quick as I could and told her what seats he was in, I hope he got it all back.

Work provided laptop or personal?

Personal.

Sorry to hear about your laptop Moonliner. Here's an interesting article I read the other day that isn't helpful for you now, but hopefully will remind others.

So sorry to hear that Moonie :(

Woke up. Very very stupid thing to have done. I will attempt to correct this error tomorrow.

Tried out my new Nike+ iPod workout thingie. And then accidentially erased my workout - ooops.

I like mine. Hopefully next time you won't erase your workout! :)

Thought my daughter was missing....of course not she was visiting with friends and her phone was dead!

Thank you - I think I will like it as well. I can't see without my glasses and I hit all the wrong buttons. Tomorrow will be more sucessful I hope.

I fell off the front porch. Without the aid of any alcohol.

Well I bet you learned your lesson.

Hah! But what I want to know is ...

did you faceplant as spectacularly as your neighbor when she biffed it the other day? Also, I assume you are ok, right?

Moonie, I am so sorry about yer laptop.

KS, it's not as bad as if you'd lost the iPod itself, so you're still good.

Wolfy, I am so dreading the teenage years. My daughter sends texts with alarming speed and frequency. Although she is small for her age, she is sharp, and looks and reminds me of a teenager. I'm just glad she is still affectionate with me. I will be so sad when she is too cool to hug and kiss me. :(

As far as adding something new to the thread, today at least, I have done nothing too embarrassingly Stpid.

I didn't faceplant, thankfully.

Excellent. Then only a little bit stipd, I am glad to hear it.

I've been out of milk (I know, bizarre, right!) for a couple days now. It wasn't so bad yesterday because I was at a BBQ all day, but I was hankering for some late last night. So on the way home from work today, I stopped at Costco and, among other things, bought six gallons of the liquid white stuff. When I opened the trunk of my car to stow them for the trip home, I immediately saw the two gallons I had purchased, and promptly forgot about, Saturday evening which had been sitting there the whole time.

Amazingly enough though, they may still be salvageable. I brought them inside, opened one, carefully sniffed, and it didn't smell sour. Then I took a cautious sip and though warm, did not taste not sour. I immediately put them in the freezer and will keep one bricked and perhaps be able to drink them both after all.

I still feel like a moron, but at least it may not be a total waste of money.

I have some experience with this. My mom has no refrigerator (long story) but frequently buys milk for us and brings it over. I know it smells ok at first. All winter she insisted it was fine because it was so cold outside and in her car.

Just please be careful. It will turn in a hurry.

Blech.

I thought I'd left my credit card at a store after making a purpose. I went back, had them hunt around for the card, they couldn't find it.

Turns out I had just put it in a part of my wallet that it had no earthly business being in. No idea what I was thinking when I put it there. Once again, I blame the DayQuil.

Drive a tenth of a mile to near where we're protesting president Obama tonight. Already started driving before I realized the Beverly Hilton Hotel is within easy walking distance of my office. But instead of going back, I just decided to park and walk from a teeny bit closer.

Then proceeded to misread the parking signs, and so will have to pay $1 per minute for the hour I was there.


What a maroon.

I must be a bit behind, why are you protesting Obama?

I would imagine for his continued stance against same sex marriage, as well as his lack of follow through on the DADT campaign promise.

Did you wipe after your purpose?

Damn you DayQuil!

The focus of tonight's protest of President Obama is brought to you by the letter "D" - -as in Don't Ask Don't Tell.

Lt. Dan Choi made mainstream media last week when the fluent arabic language westpoint graduated marine was discharged after coming out of the military closet. It caused quite a stir pointing to the absurdity of the lamentable Clinton Don't Ask Don't Tell Policy, which barely anyone in America or in Congress supports any longer.

Pres. Obama promised to get rid of it. This was his golden opportunity. He punted. He's done zero on his promises to the gay community. Fine, a hundred days. But here was an opportunity on a silver platter, and he says now he can't do anything without Congress. Which is pure bullsh!t. As Commander in Chief, though he can't repeal the policy, he can order it not be enforced with a wave of his hand.

He's in California tonight, and will not be commenting on our Supreme Court's upholding of Proposition 8. The gay community has just about had it with President Obama. And I'm already sorry I voted for him (sorry, CP).

while reading this thread and eating dinner the knife slipped off my plate and I tried to grab it, almost cutting my hand, and my foot when it fell to the floor.

Better "almost" than actually cutting!

I opened my mouth when I should have kept it shut.

All of us have days like that MG, I myself often suffer from Foot In Mouth disease ! :) (you know... Open mouth, change feet...)

The funny thing is that I don't feel bad about what I said. I wasn't cruel, I just questioned someone for her choices, which made no sense.


Now today is The Boy's last day of school... I over slept, which means HE over slept.

If I posted here every time I did that, this thread would be longer than "Bacon is meat candy" just from my posts alone...

I came to work today after being off since last Thursday.....

Showed up at work half hour early. Short work week threw me off.

I did get to read for half an hour, which was nice, actually. Should do this more often...

I banged my knee pretty badly today.

I went to a Basque restaraunt tonight. Even having lived in Bakersfield for 25 years, I had never been. I now have no desire to return. I have decided that Basque food is just overpriced meat covered in some sort of nasty brown gravy.

I had a slice of pizza from R2P2

WTF was I thinking?

Driving home Monday after being out of town and out-of-touch all weekend, I saw a large flag at half-mast and started freaking out. Took me about five miles to realize that it was on account of it being Memorial Day. Five long miles of worrying the kids and looking for news on the radio, that is.

I woke up, and then I went to work. So far it seems pretty stpid.

WHEN will I learn not to rub my eyes after eating wasabi peas:confused: :mad:

I need my eyes checked. At first glance, I saw an "ating" and a "was," which looks like an "mas" and a "b" nearby, and I scrambled it up and thought you got something else in your eyes.

aaaaand a new euphemism is born.

Yes, is eating wasabi peas while hiking the Appalachian Trail simply a poor use of time?

I select "open link in new tab" and then stare at the middle of the screen where nothing is happening until I finally remember to look at the tabs at the top of the screen. And I do this repeatedly.:rolleyes:

I attempted to eat a very hot calzone while not wearing a shirt. Melted cheese on bare skin is not the fun.

On a rare occasion when I was sick (I am blessed with a strong immune system), someone made me some soup, which I attempted to eat while mostly on my back. It was very hot off the stove. I was not wearing a top (it was a fever and I was roasting). I spilled the soup on my chest. I still have a scar.

But not a fever. See, it worked. :D

I forgot to make chicken salad and bring it for lunch today. (leftover grilled chicken breast makes for a tasty lunch if I would have remember it.) Darn.

<nods sadly>

ayup

I forgot to re-order my thyroid meds and, after remembering, forgot to go to the pharmacy to pick them up. Back out I go! The body doesn't last too long without thyroid juice.

Nothing.

Which may be the most stupid thing ever.

On Saturday I did three loads of laundry. One whites, one colored towels, one blacks. This morning I put on one of the black shirts I had "washed". When I stepped into the elevator, I got a whiff of a funky spell. That isn't too unusual, many times sweaty or over perfumed people who ride that car and leave behind an olfactory "gift".

But when I got into my car, I still smelled it. As I was driving to work, I realized what was going on. I "washed" the black load without any soap!

It was too late to turn around, so I'm just gonna stink for the whole day. And then this evening, I get to blow another $2.50 re-washing all those garments.

It wasn't today, but I remember it all too clearly:

Stupidly, I drank Kava the night before I flew out of a remote Fijian Island.

It was an 18 seat plane without a loo.

Ordinarily the plane stops at another island before the mainland. Fearing the worst, I awaited the landing announcement with great...ummm, make that ernest...anticipation.

A friendly voice announced that there were no passengers to be picked up on that other island, so it didn’t land.

How…efficient. And remotely distant from…civilisation.

Ten thousand feet up. Nice coral. Enjoy the view.

A family of Americans was sitting on the back bench seat. I moved them. Quickly. They wanted to argue, but the wife thought better of it.

Smart woman.

Smarter Captain, as he re-balanced the plane when 5 people suddenly relocated for no apparent reason.

Hitchhiker’s Guide had advised me to travel with a towel. That, the anti-mikasas from several seats, a bottle of Duty-Free Givenchy Gentleman, and my diving-buddy’s Japanese folding fan saved me.

It didn’t save my towel.

I miss it, as it was my favourite…emblazoned with “Life’s A Beach”.

Ain’t that the truth…

:blush:

This morning I got up at 6 so I could walk my two dogs and get to my client's house at 7:30 to start 10 days of 7 am walks. When I got there, he was in his kitchen. His vacation starts tomorrow. D'oh.

It's always good to verify backups before you actually need to use them.

I use a lot of props at Rocky. So when I'm coming or going to the theater, I carry a cloth grocery bag, three robes on a single hanger, an extension pole, a wooden pointer, and a large portfolio. I.e., my hands are quite full.

After the show last night, I packed my crap into my car and pulled into the street. As I did, I heard a strange sound--sort of like what you hear when you pull a strip of duct tape off of the roll. I just figured I had run over something sticky, so I drove home.

It was not until I parked my car in the garage at home that I figured out what that sound was. It was my portfolio sliding down the edge of my car and falling into the street. I had propped it against my car as I was putting the other crap into the trunk but forgot to pack it. I was exhausted from the show, but I knew I had better drive back to San Pedro ASAP to see if it was still there.

Ergo, my normal 30 minute drive home after the show became a 90 minute round trip and a half. But at least when I got there, the portfolio (and its contents) was dry, undamaged, and lying right there on the street where I had inadvertently left it.

My interior monologue one minute ago: Where's that bacon thread? Where is that bacon thread? Bacon thread, bacon thread, where are you? Oh! Found it!

I dropped my keys.

While getting into an elevator.

Right down the shaft.

I can just see them on a ledge.


Good news, I'm getting a good internet connection while I wait for the building guys.

It's rather funny. A dozen people have walked by and not one of them has asked why I'm standing here blocking the door. Even with the buzzer going off every 45seconds.

Monnie I did that once as well. I had to wait until the next time the elevator guy came out to do maintenance. Unless I wanted to pay his fees.

He pulled out at least 8 other sets of keys so I didn't feel so silly.

I've flushed my keys down the toilet. They fell out of my pocket as it was swirling. Down down down. Byebye keys.

visible sympathy mojo :snap: :snap:
(but yes, I still laughed)

SAT Analogy:

Keys : Elevator Cracks :: Baseballs : Storm Drains

Got out of bed today. :)

Forgot my bike shoes. Didn't realize I'd forgotten my bike shoes until I was at the gym for spin class, in the locker room, half undressed.

STPID!

From now on the bike shoes stay in the trunk.

Didn't take the day after the kids' first Metallica concert off. My neck and shoulders are so stiff and sore from Todd riding high above the crowd for over 2 hours. I should be in bed with an ice pack and a good woman.

I hope you are home by now with your ice pack and wife, recovering from a fun night.

For Christmas, I gave Mrs. Moonie an Aero Garden.



It works like a charm for growing herbs and other small plants in the kitchen.

Our first crop of herbs sprouted in no time and was growing like crazy. Happy happy!

Problem is I forgot one little detail.

The BART station is a bit less than 1 mile from our apartment. So I walk to it instead of driving.

Due to the weather, though, I drove and parked today. Unfortunately, once I was out of the car I was on autopilot and just walked into the station and boarded the train.

Without paying the $1 parking fee. For want of that dollar, I will now get a $35 ticket.

I called the company that administers my Flex Plan to find out why they have yet to process my claim that I sent a few weeks ago. The kind lady asked me to re-send it directly to her.

She calls me a few minutes later. I had been sending an old-assed 2008 claim.

WTF?

I was wondering how those things worked. I may have to pick one up eventually.

I have that same problem. So, how are the little darlings in the aftermath?

Describing an anti-gay politician at the office, I used the word "crazy". Now that I work in the mental health field, I probably shouldn't have said that. But no one in the office seemed to care. I'm thinking they have a sense of humor...

Quite content. The smug little.....

You can't really punish a cat for something you did not catch them in the act of and of course being cats, they are goddamn sneaky.

We were stupid enough to have mortgage on our condo that we could afford at the time, which has allowed us to build savings. Which means that now that we have a child and a major change in income (i.e., CP leaving her job), where we would otherwise qualify for assistance under the "Imminent Defualt" requirements of the latest round of federal assistance programs (with only my income, mortgage payments well exceed 31%), we're boned because we have too much $ in savings. Gotta burn through that before we'd be considered for assistance.

Boy, were we stupid for saving money.

That will teach you to be responsible!

Moonie, you probably should try and grow something other than cat nip.

Does it count against you if you transfer savings into a Roth or traditional IRA (or a 529) ?

GD - same goes for college tuition. After my parents got over the shock of being penalized for saving for the rainy day (which was smart, given my dad's health at the time), they decided to do a lot of home improvements, since home value at the time didn't factor in to the calculations. Don't know if that will be the same in situation in 18 years, but you might want to keep it in mind.

You could insulate the house with dollar bills.

We'll see. I've still got one more avenue to explore, calling HUD directly to see if they've got any programs we qualify for. When the guy at the bank who holds our mortgage realized my savings were too high to qualify for any of the programs he had access to, that's who he referred me to.

This whole exercise has highlighted the need for us to start working with a financial adviser. We've got saving and are doing nothing useful with it. We've now got the possibility of a college tuition to start thinking about, who knows what we'll be responsible for as our parents seem to insist on continuing to age, and then of course there's retirement, whatever that may or may not look like in 30 (40? 50?) years. It would be nice to get some help with planning.

With regards to college savings - a long time ago I signed up for UPromise. It gives you a cash back type award that can be rolled into a 529.

There are lots of ways to utilize it, but I just have my plastic linked to it. If I'm shopping online I'll check and see if they have a larger bonus for using the click-thru link on their site. Otherwise, I shop as normal. Anything I get is a bonus.

If you put $2,000 in an IRA plan now by the time Theo retires it will hold about $500,000.

I wonder if that will be a large sum in 2077

I want to know where you are going to get an 8.5% return for every year until he retires.

When it comes to retirement, it's not a particularly large sum in 2010.

8.5 is kind of high. Average DJIA return over the last 65 years is 6.52%. Doesn't seem that far different but $2000 invested on January 1, 1945 would have only returned $137,000 on January 1, 2010.

Still, put away $2000/month for retirement from birth and get 6.52% back and Theo'll have a nice $56 million nest egg. I'm guessing that even in 2075 that will be decent living.

All Theo has to do is buy out our mortgage company and that $2K/month (and then some) is all his!

I had planned to do something like that for our kids with a Roth IRA, unfortunately the money has to be earned income, so that kind of throws a wrench in the plan.

I bent my wookie.

Not for all the tea in China.

Ripped out my I.V. for the second time in the same amount of days. Not sure if the nurses are, but I know I'm getting tired of my rookie hospital mistakes. I'm damn sure no rookie.

Duly quoted

Obviously you are. Now stop being sick. It's stressing Erica out. I'll sic the twins on you if I have to.

I got out of bed today, a very stupid thing to do obviously!

Obviously you and I have a different definition of "the twins"

Wither that or J is guaranteed to stay in the hospital.

I stupidly downloaded Picasa to have it scan through our photos with its face recognition software. Only after 2 days of working with it did I read some advice that said, "If you have a lot of photos already and are somewhat of a perfectionist, don't bother." A week later, on the one hand, I'm glad I didn't see that else I would never have gotten as far as I have. On the other hand, holy hell has this been tedious.

Tedious?! You have been totally addicted to the "game" of telling it who is who. I'll never believe you didn't enjoy it.

Hey, I've been away from work for 2 weeks. I can only go so long without my fix of mindlessly staring at a computer screen completing a repetitive thankless task. But just because I'm an addict doesn't mean I enjoy it.

I find that has become my new solitaire - anytime I'm just killing time in front of the computer - or I'll just open it up in the background to start cataloging away.

One interesting side effect is it adds people to your Gmail contacts - so now I have the likes of Freidrich Nietzsche, Hugh Hefner, and Salma Hayak listed in my address book with other people I know.

I never initiated the actual link to my Google account. Seemed like it would become a little to invasive for my taste.

I'm done with the first level cataloging, I've got names on all the faces that Picasa picked up on (or told it to ignore all of the faces in crowds, photos on walls, and disneyland photo mosaics that it picked up on). Now comes the even more time and labor intensive phase of manually tagging faces that it didn't pick up on because they were slightly tilted or whatever.

I'm still working through phase 1

Have you discovered the "threshold" settings? (Tools->Options->Name Tags). I found that dropping the "Suggestion Threshold" down to 70 gave a pretty decent correct match::false match ratio that reduced some of the manual tagging without adding too much manual work of fixing wrong matches. Lower than that started to return too many false positives.

Dropping the "Cluster Threshold" below 85 started to screw up the grouping of faces to a degree that was leading to too many incorrectly tagged names, so I wouldn't go lower than that.

You haven't found a keyboard shortcut for the "Add Person Manually" button have you?

I save a lot of potential tagging work by almost never taking pictures of people, and in those rare occasions when I do take pictures of people they are almost always people I don't know.

What I would need is for Picasa (or some other program) to have an auto-recognize feature that could say "oh, that's the meadow at Yosemite" or "that appears to be the view of the bay from Point Pinole."

I wonder how long it will be before you can Google/Picasa those photos you took and identify the people in them.

Thus why I have chosen not to take "advantage" of the feature that connects it to my online account.

True, but once Google starts data mining photos there are a lot of sources for photos. Like your facebook page for example. Of course you still have the beard there.....

Oh and just FYI: Glenfiddich is not really single malt. It's a blend.

It's also set to private.

The common usage of "single malt" is to indicate that it's distilled in a single distillery, not necessarily that it's bottled directly from a single cask. So while the whiskey/scotch sold commercially by Glenfiddich (or any other whiskey distillery) is indeed a blend from different casks, it is still considered a "single malt" as they have only the single distillery. A "blended whisky" is used to refer to a bottle that's a blend of single malt whiskey and "grain whiskey" (i.e., whiskey made from something other than barley), which Glenfiddich is not. A whiskey that is produced by blending single malts from different distilleries is called a "vatted malt".

So...

I'm doing laundry. I took the first load out of the dryer and put it in a basket. I then took the wet second load out of the washer and put it in the dryer. I started the washer for the third load, and poured the detergent in. Then I started putting clothes in the washer. I was about 3/4 of the way emptying the basket when i realized that it was the basket of clean clothes that I just took out of the dryer...
:mad:

Old age really is setting in.

I blindly decided to take Caltrain to the city for Cirque tonight (had a great time btw) instead of looking at how much it would cost to park there. I still don't know how much it cost but it couldn't have been too much more than the $27 r/t fare plus parking at the Palo Alto station and we wouldn't have had an hour ride each way plus 45 minutes waiting for the train home. And on the train home was this weird smelly homeless looking guy who kept getting up and walking back and forth past me apparently counting people.

So the stpid thing was not checking parking and taking Caltrain. The rest is vent, which properly belongs in the other thread.

For my everyday standard brown shoes for work I have been wearing the same Rockport model for about a decade now. I wear one pair down to uselessness then go to a Rockport store and just buy the exact same shoes.

I did that last week.

Now what normally happens is that the old shoes sit around for a very long time and eventually I throw them away*, once this took so long that I threw away two pairs at once (that's at least a 2-year gap).

Last week I was on my way out the door to work and said "damn it, I'm not going to let those sit for a year before getting them out of here, grabbed them and threw them in the dumpster on my way out.

Most of the last week I wore black pants to work so I was wearing my black shoes (also the same Rockport model, just a different color; shopping ease is my primary goal in life). Today was the first day to wear the new shoes.

I put on the first shoe on my right foot. Then it turns out the other shoe is a right shoe. First thought was that they sold me two right shoes (I don't actually try them on in the store since it is the exact same shoe).

But no. Somehow I managed to throw away the left shoe from the old pair as well as the left shoe of the new pair. Fortunately Rockports aren't that expensive so I only threw away $100 but now I have to go to a different Rockport store because I'm afraid the clerk will recognize me and wonder why I'm buying another pair a week later.



* Yes, throw away. First, I wear them out pretty good so they aren't really suitable for selling used. Second, the local charities are too snooty to take worn out used shoes so I'd have to drive up to Oakland to give them to the Goodwill. The odds of that happening are slim. Third, I grew up wearing thrift store used clothes but the one thing my mom insisted on was we'd never be wearing used shoes, which were gross. That carries through and the thought of other people wearing my shoes is about on par for me with donating my underwear. Yes, I probably should do it anyway, but I don't.

I went outside.

Trust me. It counts.

Alex, that sucks but it sure make me laugh this morning.

Do you have your own bowling shoes and ice skates?

Yes to the bowling shoes. No to the ice skates (I haven't ice skated since 1990).

But the idea of a short term rental of shoes doesn't particularly bother me (though if I did ice skate with any frequency I would quickly buy a pair). Not a rational distinction but it's the way it is.

If it were convenient for me to donate a single pair of shoes every two years or so I'd probably work up the energy to do so, but it isn't, I don't particularly want to do it in the first place, so I don't.

I'm also torn by the conflict between being glad that at least poor African villagers have t-shirts and aghast that they'll be wearing Indianapolis Colts Super Bowl Champions 2010 t-shirts.

I got out of bed.

I'm sorry you have to buy new shoes Alex but it made me laugh too!

Wait, you own multiple pairs of shoes to make sure they coordinate with your pants?

This news rocks my image of you to its foundation.

It is a relatively recent addition. I won't wear brown shoes with black pants. So I just never owned black pants. But as I am slowly forced to dress better at work and don't get to wear jeans any more, I grew weary of tan pants.

But it is the story of my adult life that it has been a slow accumulation of unnecessary shoes. I'm up to three pairs in relatively common use: black Rockports, brown Rockports, Saucony sneakers. I also own bowling shoes (not used in several years), dress shoes (not used in years), and hiking boots (used only a few times a year, hiking is usually done in the sneakers).

The thought that I own six pairs of shoes is equally flabbergasting to me as it may be to you.

So here's a semi-sorta stpid thing I did on an Ash Wednesday:

A long time ago on an Ash Wednesday, I met a friend of a friend. All day long I had been seeing people walking around town with ash crosses, ash dots on their foreheads. It's something you did during Catholic mass on Ash Wednesdays. I remember doing it when I used to go as a kid. I was always so scared that the ashes were fresh and would burn my forehead, but that never happened.

So, on that day I was introduced to this guy. He walks up to me, I shake his hand and I notice a dark smudge on his forehead. "Ah, you're Catholic." I said. "Went to mass, I see." Or something to that effect, I'm not particularly good with first introduction small talk. Anyway, he looks at me kinda confused. "Uh, I'm not Catholic." He said and kind of stormed off. My friend, who had introduced us explained to me that basically it was a birthmark on his forehead and not ash. Turns out he was an atheist and was kind put off by the experience. Oh well. What a coincidence, huh?

Well, ever since then whenever I saw this guy I would think to myself, "Hey, there's Ash Wednesday! Wassup, Ash Wednesday?" I never said it out loud, but I thought it.

Since then, I hear that he had his forehead bleached so now you can't see the smudge. Sad to say I may have been part of the reason for that.

:D

I should have gotten the swine flu, but here I am, right as rain, and here at work. See, totally stupid.

Side note:

There's this song called "Right as Rain" by Adele that is simply wonderful. It's one of my favorite songs right now.

I came back from vacation...

I crossed the streams.

Are you speaking of streams of water or are we taking full on ghostbuster style?

Today I totally screwed up scheduling a couple that came to the showroom several times and then just found out that I quoted them 2 weeks shorter then I should have.

Is it better to make several mistakes with one person or one mistake each with several people?

This doesn't surprise the women on this board in the least. I have more than 6 pairs just downstairs (eg: in "immediate rotation")

Well hello, Oprah Winfrey.

Earlier this week I had my oil changed. They showed me my air filter, which clearly needed replacing (I think it's been 40000 miles or so). "Thanks, I can replace it myself."

I forgot to account for the fact that I'm an ass.

To be a little fair to myself, the Mazda 3's engine is a wonder of Japanese ingenuity. It's a lot of engine in not a lot of space. Meaning everything is positioned precisely, like a game of engine Tetris. Add to that the fact that, partially for aesthetic reasons and partially for air intake reasons, every component is covered with molded plastic cowling. So to get to the air filter - unclip the battery cover, unscrew the panel holding down the battery duct cover, unclip 4 clips holding the air filter cover down, unclip a couple of wiring harnesses, lift filter cover (which doesn't fully detach without significantly more unfastening).

I did most of that, and was able remove the old filter. I then tried to install the new filter. To no avail. I simply couldn't lift the cover far enough out of the way to slide the new one in.

Feeling like an ass, I did some checking to make sure that driving to the nearest auto shop without an air filter wouldn't destroy my engine (the verdict being probably not...but possibly) and walked up to the window. "This is going to sound stupid...because it is."

Now, the nice mechanic (who didn't charge me for this) did find a couple more attachment points that afforded another couple of inches of leeway in lifting the cover out of the way. But the biggest factor...I was trying to put the filter in upside down. I may or may not have been able to get it in right side up without releasing those last couple of bits and getting those extra inches, but most likely I would have.

I'm an ass.

No you are not. This is how you learn.

I think that as you adapt to your new life style you will find a number of similar situations where it's better to just let the pro deal with it and leave you more time for things like showing junior how to throw a hanging curve. You'ed be amazed how few peewee league batters can hit a hanging curve.

Reading the headlines on my iGoogle page and seeing "Toyoda says 'deeply sorry for accidents", I pipe up to my cube farm "HAHAHAHAAA Reuters doesn't know how to spell 'Toyota'!!! HAHAHAA!!"

I won the Dork Award for the day.

Awwwwwww that was cute!!! :) :)

I lifted a heavy box of pictures over my head. ouch.

Shouldn't that be what the boy is for;)

Yeah, but he is at school. I am cleaning out a spare room, and it is easier when he isn't home...if you know what I mean.

I didn't eat until 2:15 today and that was really stupid.

Toyodork.

Man, if I did that, there'd be dead people at my feet.

:D

I'm not sure if you think you were the dork of the year because you caught an error or because you realized that Reuters did not misspell. The Chairman's name is spelled that way: Akio Toyoda

Toy Yoda!

Huh.

Where should one post the stupid thing they have done today if the stupid thing they have done today is a post in the What Stupid Thing Have You Done Today thread?

This would still be the appropriate thread but be careful you don't start a black hole or do that thing where you look at yourself in mirror through another mirror and it goes on for infinity.

Oh it's not for me, I just trying to help out a friend who was having that problem.

My swiss-cheese memory actually prevented me from doing something stpid today.

I went to Trader Joe's and noticed a big banner out from. "Culinary Competition is Here". Oooh, that sounded cool, like a cooking competition using only items available at TJ. So I looked around a bit for info, like a brochure. I didn't immediately see anything so I went ahead with the shopping I had to do and figured I'd ask someone at the register. But by the time I got to the register I had entirely forgotten.

But I remembered by the time I got back in front of the computer. I started searching for info and came up empty.

Eventually I discovered it said "compendium". "Culinary Compendium". Not competition.

Sent an email to pretty much my entire company that said the following:

Yeah, that's the last time I put in the contacts before writing the email.

I don't think I've typed so fast in the hopes of recovering from a gaffe (and avoiding the onslaught of jokes from the field).

I don't know: I would have appreciated your brevity.

I found that rather profound.

It's all about you, isn't it? ;)

I put the package of Swiffer Wet away... Into the refrigerator...

A little over a week ago I checked a book out at the library. On the same trip I returned a book. I walked in, put the book on the returns counter, went to the shelf to get the book I had come for, came back to check out. After checking out, I watched the clerk pick the book I was returning up and put it on the returns cart.

I remember it precisely.

So I was kinda ticked when I logged into my account online and saw the book still on it. I renewed it online so I wouldn't get a fine before the next time I came in. Today I went back, and asked them to check the shelf. Book's not there. I made it clear that I KNOW I returned it, but having renewed it, I said I'd go home and take another look.

5 minutes later it hits me that I had 2 books out and I'd only returned one.

For the last 2 days I can't seem to stop dropping things and knocking things over. I think I dropped and or lost 5 different things in the space of 10 minutes last night.

FVCK. I almost caused an accident this morning. It's official, I've lived in OC too long. I've become an OC zombie driver so utterly accustomed to left turn arrows that when I'm at the 1 in 1000 traffic signal without one I'm at risk of just going on green.

And, of course, not realizing what was going on, I honked and shot dirty looks at the "asshole" who "ran the red" in front of me.

Fortunately I am still in the habit of assuming everyone else is dumb, so I had my eye on the other lane looking for an idiot running the red, so I was able to avoid hitting her. Guess I have to add one more driver to the list of who I assume is dumb.

It gets worse. I've had similar traffic "events" with one of my kids in the car. It brings a entirely new meaning to these things.

And I wore a white shirt on beard-trimming day.

Stellar start to Friday.

At least it's Friday!


The traffic lights by my office have this weird flashing yellow left turn signal to signify left turn yield that starts after the green left turn signal. The green left turn signal lasts less than 15 seconds, barely enough time for cars to get through. If you're behind a couple big-rigs you'll get through faster if you go straight and turn around.

Do you trim your beard after getting dressed or something?

OMG I just realized a detail that makes me even stpider (so of course I'm posting it).

When I got to the intersection, the light was green. There was a car in the left turn lane in front of me. That car, being an OC driver who doesn't understand the "left turn yield on green" rules did not pull into the intersection to wait for the turn, meaning when the light did change to red, I was stuck at the light because I was not in the intersection. I sat there and grumbled to myself about what an idiot that guy was for not knowing how to deal with an intersection w/out a left turn light.

Sigh.


No, but bits of trimmed hair inevitably remain trapped in the beard and fall out during the day.

I often end up waiting weeks longer than preferred to trim my beard until I'm actually aware enough in the morning to remember to trim it before I shower. And then during the shower I well scrub the area in question.

But even then my chin apparently stores some spare clippings behind my ears or something because I'm sure to end up with a shirt that looks like I'm shedding by the end of the day.

When will I learn not to use diet soda as a mixer? When?

Were you mixing it with Mentos?

Today I responded yes to an invitation to an after-work event at a local "billiards and sports club", attended primarily by marketing, sales, customer support, and field service engineer types.

Flying Spagetti Monster help me.

Hey, wrong thread! Going to this is a GOOD idea. :p

So I'm taking the trash out and a car drives up to me and the driver asks "Excuse me, sir [I don't like being a sir], is this Emerald Park?"

I'm kind of confused because she's in the parking lot of an apartment complex, which very obviously isn't a park. So I assume she means the nearby Emerald Glen Park and I give her directions.

I'm heading back in, having done my good deed for the month when suddenly it dawns on me that the name of our apartment complex is of course Emerald Park (which, to kind of take the stupid out of it, is a name that I only ever see when we renew our lease papers every year).

Alex just made my night.

Isn't there signage for your apartment complex? I see ours all the time...

Yes, there is at the front gate. Which I hardly ever use and certainly never pay any attention to. To the extent I think of a name for this place it is "Archstone" which of course is the company that owns it and there are probably 20 Archstone complexes in the Bay Area, but I know what I mean by it.

Cool yer jets there, Dilbert. You'll survive ;)

Oh, I totally didn't go.

I did my penance, spent the work day and lunch schmoozing. There was no good reason for me to go to the after work thing. Plus, turned out to be far more of the developers and tech sales guys than I realized. Which made for a far more palatable experience during the day, but no way in hell that would have translated well to a pool hall. No, the only thing that made the thought of going to a pool hall after work with coworkers was when I thought they weren't tech guys.

I did stick around later in the week for an on-premise after work BBQ. Made for a decent end to Thursday I guess.

Last night, our IT people needed to perform some maintenance on our computers (remotely - they did not come in). When I came in this morning, my monitor was saying that it wasn't getting a signal.

Trying to wake the computer did nothing. I pushed the power button on the computer to reboot that way and got nothing. Cycled the monitor off and on - nothing. Pulled the power cord on the computer and powered back up. Still nothing.

As I was sitting there contemplating my next step, I happened to notice that the monitor cable was unplugged from the back of the monitor.

DOH!

Yeah, I feel kind of stpid.

(And how exactly did that happen? I really want to know.)

It's not uncommon. Generally it's caused by a polarized flux on the feedback pin causing a negative pixelation which results in counter rotational stress on the cables thumb screws leading to complete detachment.

Just re-allign the dilithium crystals.

Well, as long as there is a reasonable explanation...

I wrestled with a blister pack for 10 minutes before noticing the big perforated panel on the back labeled "easy open".

Technically the "stupid thing" happened yesterday but I could not post about it until I made it to work today.

A line of thunderstorms knocked out power to a few hundred thousand homes in my country, Casa de Moonie included. That was around 4:00pm yesterday.

My Cell phone was not charged. My Laptop was not charged, My Kindle was not charged, I realized I no longer own a battery powered radio and since we use Fios our home phone died somewhere about 11:00pm. Doh!

I did have a tube of 100 glow necklaces which actually work fairly well for getting around a night.

Hopefully power will come back on before I get home tonight but it's not looking very promising.

And people wonder why I've always been so reluctant to switch to any sort of digital phone line at home.

I hope the power is back on when you get home. We have had instances where it was off for a couple of days. {a stolen car in a chase knocked out a major power box}.

We have a cordless phone but we also have a regular phone nearby {oops, where?} for during power outtages.

The stupid thing I've done today? Not sure yet. I have to call my job and see if I still have it. I've put my trust in my HR person and I am thinking they've screwed me over. Pretty stupid. I don't work a lot {nor do I want to} but I told him I did want to have a job to come back to.

And for my Double-Doh! moment of the day. I totally forgot when we made the switch to a digital phone line I was worried about this very issue so our fax line is still on copper. Meaning that I do in fact at least have a home phone line that works.

Can you charge your cell phone in your car?

Yeah, about that. I lost my keys over the weekend as well.

Moonie Jr. had to drive me to work. I'll probably have to take the bus home.

Even for a Monday, today sucks.

This morning I added extra seam allowance all around a pattern without taking measurements, so, overestimating the amount I have grown in the last ten years (nice surprise sorta) but now I have to take the whole thing apart and cut again - sigh:p

Cynthia - I sooooo wish I could make my own clothes! Maybe one day, when I get enough room for a sewing machine, I can take that on as a project...

As for me, I was stupid yesterday when I reapplied sunscreen everywhere but around my watch and my forehead. My nose got it, despite the sunscreen reapplication, which was to be expected.

And stupidity today was saved after I asked my co-worker for a little coaching before firing off an email that would have resulted in more confusion and/or higher pricing for us. I must learn when to STOP asking questions, nod my head, and say "thank you".

I fell off my chair.

Other than that Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?

Hmmm. So far, job still there. I go in tomorrow.

If I have a job, I work until 5:15.

If I don't, I don't have to rush to the Padre game. :0)

You take the good, you take the bad and there you have the facts of life.

{thanks abg, I am so curious what will happen tomorrow...}

Thanks!

I locked my keys in my car.

AAA? I used to do this all the time. The worst was when I was at the gas station - so I was blocking a pump forever. And, just in case you want to know, you can't slim jim a 2001 Honda Civic - you have to pry the door open enough to get something in to pop the latch.

My new car I got the keyless entry. Love it :)

I used to leave my keys in my Buick wagon all the time...only because the back window didn't lock. I'd crawl through that window to get in. Once the easy way out was gone I learned really fast to check that the keys were with me. (Also helps if the annoying "key is in ignition" beep actually works.)

At least you know where they are.

My Volvo is very difficult to get into. The guy that AAA sent finally fished the keys out of the cup holder, put them on the seat and managed to click the unlock button with the doohickey. Talented!

He also told me AAA has this card that you can get that will unlock your car. It won't start the ignition or anything, but it will unlock the doors. And it is free. I think I'll get one and attach it to the outside of my car. I'm always juggling many, many keys and that is what makes me leave my keys in car.

Yeah, those are pretty cool. They're a plastic card with a key cut into them. I used to keep one in my wallet.

The stupid thing I did today was watch Disney's "Tangled" trailer. I cannot unsee it!

You mean THIS ? Anyone else here think that at 1:03 he looks a lot like Isaac?

I walked into a table.

I ate an animal style burger wearing my work clothes - reclining

How did that work out for you?

I turned off the air conditioner and walked upstairs when Theo was at the 40 min napping mark. As I was getting into bed to nap, he woke.

Without the air running he hears outside noises more prominently, and the stairs creak loudly.

I changed - the pugs however thought it was great

umkay
 

You don't mean ate a burger animal style? :eek:

In-n-out

I lead a conference call every Friday morning. So, I dial in at 9AM and start taking attendance. Paige, check. Nattalie, check. AJ, WTF? George, WTF?

Oh wait, my call is at 9-frickin-30!!

<-- LOSER!!

But why were Paige and Nattalie there?

They're in both the 9 AM and the 9:30 AM calls.

Tricksie!

I'm use to dialing 9 to get out at work.

So, I'm at home and making a call. I dial 9, forgetting I'm at home. My old phone has a sticky 1 button (I hate dialing 1 and area code in the 714 area!), and I heard it beep twice so I hung up. Then I pick up again and I hear no dial tone (thinking I picked back up too quick) and I hear "hello?" just as I hang up again. I thought "who was that??". I picked the phone back up, no one there, and dialed out.

Then a few minutes later a knock at the door. Two cops. I had dialed 911 by mistake. :eek: :blush:

I got a 911 abuse ticket. :mad:

This one I didn't do.......


Today at work I get a delivery of assorted packages. One was for a woman named Lara. Only someone typed LARD. :eek:

It was from outside the company, so the sender had no idea that Lara has a weight problem. How unfortunate.

Email Chain:

-----------------------
From: Steve
To: Erica
CC: My Boss

Hi Erica,

Hopefully you’ve had a chance to review the attached marketing copy points for the catalog and DVD mailer. Let me know if you have any feedback or if it’s good to go.

Thanks,

-----------------------
Then I hit, "Reply All"...
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From: Erica
To: Steve
CC: Boss

[Insert Boss Lady's Name] – do you have time this afternoon to go over this? I tooooootally forgot to review this with you on Monday.

Thanks,

-----------------------


Yeah, like I needed to let Steve know that I toooooooootally forgot about this super-important thing.

I was sure I didn't need sun screen, since it was just an hour boat ride and I'm already tan from living in LA, right?

Had lunch with a friend, after which he had a phone job interview scheduled. When I got home from work I was curious how it went, so I texted him.

Me: How'd the interview go.

Friend: He got into a car accident, so it didn't :(

[I have now assumed that his girlfriend has possession of his phone and is responding for him]

Me: WTF? Really?

[no response]

Me: We had lunch a block and a half from work, what happened? And is he okay

the Girlfriend: Don't know details, his admin was just told to cancel all his meetings, she doesn't know any more.

Me: So you haven't talked to him yet?

[no response - now I'm wracking my brain trying to piece together why she has his phone but doesn't know details, hasn't talked to him, and isn't saying whether he's okay.]

Me: Well, let me know when you know more, and if there's any way we can help

Girlfriend: Oh, no worries. He's trying to reschedule. Hope the dude's okay

[err, that's a weird thing for the girlfriend to say.]

Me: Wait, who is this?

Girlfriend?: Who's what? The dude I had the interview with?

..............


Oooooooooooh! The "he" who had an accident was... and the whole time it wasn't...

I graduated high school with a 4.3 GPA you know.

hehehe

I came to work early.

I have to stop doing that. It makes the entire day seem longer.

This actually happened a couple of days ago, but I forgot to post it.

I usually buy my breakfast and eat it on the way into the office, throwing away the trash in the parking structure when I get to the office.

On this particular morning, I had a few things in my hands when I got out of the car: the bag of breakfast trash, my coffee cup, an old newspaper I was throwing away, and my phone. As usual I went to the trash can to throw away the old newspaper and the bag of trash from breakfast.

Thankfully there wasn't anything yucky in the trash can when I had to dig for my phone.

Because I don't spend enough time at work already...

I just spent 20 minutes researching and writing an email, only to discover that I already addressed the problem two effing weeks ago.

I think it is time for me to go home.

I took €uroMeinke down to Georgetown. I couldn't find a bar for a pre-dinner cocktail to save my life.

In Georgetown.

That's like not being able to spot a stroller in Disneyland.

Epic fail.

Awww - I had a great time, and besides we got to see the little k own George Mason monument AND I got to pull FDR's finger.

Did he fart?

I don't think so. He was very stoic.

Note to self:

Put the cap on the pen before you put it in the shirt pocket.

Did you leave your pocket protector at home, Poindexter?

...unless you want a new shirt

Today's act of stupidity: while painting my bedroom (1960's rose pink) I wiped the sweat off my face . . . transferring a fair amount of pink onto my damp visage, later I though someone had hit me in my sleep when I caught my reflection in the mirror ; )

It was so nice over the weekend that I opened the windows in my bedroom. I forgot to close them and today it never went above freezing. My room is now colder than your refrigerator.

Perfect, I'll be right over (in my time living in Seattle I never turned on the heat and never closed the windows; not as cold as you but I like a bit of numbness in my extremities when sitting about the house).

More embarrassing than stpid:

Over my last two working days (which would be Dec. 23 last year and today) This has been the [paraphrased] entirety of the email exchange between me and developers of a software product we're trying to implement here:

12/23 Me: Hey, thanks for helping with the changes - it would be nice though if with these new changes you had retained feature X from the old way.

12/23 Me: Oops, just noticed that feature X is still there and I'm just blind.

1/4 Me: Hey, happy new year. I'm trying to make a change, but it's not working for some reason, not getting any useful error messages. Any ideas?

1/4 Me: Nevermind, I tried a few more things and got it working. But now I'm having another issue, something else isn't updating right.

1/4 Me: Apparently the path to clarity for all of my problems is to shoot an email off to you guys because once again I've figured out the answer.


They're based in Israel, so they probably didn't see my first email on the 23rd until I'd already sent the "nevermind" email, and they will probably show up tomorrow morning to find I've spammed them with three more ultimately superfluous emails today. Sigh.

Hey, I'm doing a lot of work with a vendor in Israel. Probably not the same one though.

But yeah, the fastest route for me to find an easy answer is to put my confusion out there for public consumption.

The fast way to get something fixed is to have someone stand behind you while you're trying to explain what is broken. It magically becomes fixed!

Ow.

Took a spill off my bike today. No major damage it seems. A couple of skinned knees and a decent bump on my elbow, but everything seems to be in working order.

Entirely my own fault. Broke my cardinal rule and paid the price. Had to stop short and take hard turn, and the bike stalled out and I got dumped. Found myself with my left leg pinned under the bike and right foot jammed in the fronts spokes. Struggled to get it unjammed for a good minute before someone finally got out of their car to help.

I'd say my pride was hurt worse than anything...but no, that fvcking hurt. But I think I'll live. And maybe next time I'm faced with the opportunity to break my cardinal rule for no good reason, the sting of the antiseptic spray will have burned itself into my brain as a warning.

Mazel tov. You're a man now.

Ow. I'm sorry GD. That sounds brutal, take some Tylenol and maybe a nice cup of tea. At least someone got out of their car to help, instead of leaving you tangled up.

Take it easy on the way home.

Meh, I walked it off.

Rub some dirt on it

Oucha magoucha!

I figured this would happened. At the moment, my knees hurt like hell, everything else felt fine. At which point I figured, okay, it's going to be my elbow that turns out to be hurt the worst. Sure enough, a few hour later, my knees feel fine, but the little bump on my elbow hurts like a sonofabich. Still confident it's nothing severe, but owwie.

I'm sure there's some sort of evolutionary physiological reason for that, it almost always seems to be the case. Whatever hurts the worst initially probably isn't the worst damage you did to yourself. Perhaps it's a result of the fact that often the best thing to do for the worst injury is leave it the fvck alone, so you're better off being distracted by some superficial injury that you can't make worse and can make yourself feel better by treating that.

Not a bad theory

Bike accidents sure do suck. I remember my last accident... slipped off a pedal ended up bending the handlebars... with my stomach. That was pretty awful, but yours sounds even worse. All I can say is pop some aspirin and I hope the nasty heals soon!

OUCH!!!!

This is why I don't ride a bike. Imagine what my kind of fall would be like if this is what happened to you!

I'm glad it wasn't worse, and I hope it doesn't turn out to be worse than a few large bumps.

Accidents aside, I really admire your bike commute

Incidentally (tangenting to something from your fb back during the rainy season) - the Santa Ana River is STILL 6-8 feet deep through Santa Ana. They've been gradually releasing water from behind Prado Dam. It's astounding how much water is still coming down.

The LA river is still flowing nicely as well.

Sounds like water control is well planned. Nice to hear they're earning their salaries :)

I do feel kinda gypped. I mean, why the hell did I pay for the helmet if I'm not even going to hit my head when I fall? I might as well not wear the damned thing.

I agree. Plus it makes you look like a sissy to a degree that no amount of ethnically insensitive vocabulary can overcome.

Hey, some of my best friends are Gypsies.

I was gonna say the same about your upcoming surgery.






I'm here till Thursday, folks! :eek:

:( I've got a hug waiting for you.

What cardinal rule of yours did you break?

Never cross in front of a driver-occupied vehicle without eye contact from said driver.

I was intent on getting through the intersection (it's easily a 10-15% time penalty on my commute if I make that light or get stopped) and was going to gamble with someone waiting to make a right. I DID think better of it, but by the time I did I couldn't come to a stop before the intersection, so I had to try to turn off. But I just had too much speed, plus I hit the slope of the corner ramp, so my wheel just went perpendicular and I got dumped.

Sounds pretty Humerus to me. :D

never get involved in a land war in Asia

Ouch. Hope you're feeling better today, Greg.

Maybe a little better, but more importantly, no worse. Decided not to ride today due to feeling the slightest of twinges of a strained muscle on one of my legs riding home last night. Wasn't even enough to bother me during the ride, but I definitely felt it stiffen up afterwards and still feel it this morning, so no point in pushing my luck. But otherwise I'm really barely dinged. Not even a bruise anywhere (I do not bruise easily - except when giving blood).

Never mind - nothing to see here

While getting gas this morning I though hmm let me see if my paycheck is in. It's the first one of the year and they'd sent out an email yesterday reminding people that deductions would be different etc.

So I log in on my phone. No deposit. Uh what. Ok maybe it just hasn't updated yet or on mobile or something.

Come into work and log on, still nothing. Panic. Start trying to figure out who the heck does payroll. We're a remote office, 2 people, and they've done a lot of changes in corporate so I have no idea who's left or who to contact.

So I IM a colleague in our main office and she gives me a name. I say thanks I didn't get paid (or maybe someone's trying to tell me something). Then I look up the payroll persons contact info and start typing an email.

Then I get an IM from the colleague - "It's Thursday"

doh - we get paid on Fridays. Oops

Yes, but it FEELS like a Friday, so they should pay up ;)

I wish it was Friday too!

That's it. Let's vote on it.

I've scheduled the vote. To allow people time to organize there thoughts the vote will take place in 10 hours. The universe will then have no more than 2 hours to fulfill the decision.

Yeah, I'm going to have to override your schedule, mmkay. It's already Friday which means tomorrow we should all just sleep in.

I think we just need to bring in a consultant experienced in advancing the future - where"s the Lashpair?

It's been "Friday" for the past few weeks. Therefore Thursday is the new Friday.

Just drive faster, you'll get there a little bit sooner.

Whew, I made it. It's Friday!!

I did actually get paid today, whew.

But my car doesn't go 186K MPS... not even close.

That's only necessary if you want to get there much faster. Just as much faster as you can will still get you there a little bit sooner, though still at the same time as everybody else.

Sounds like it's time for a tune-up; maybe put a supercharger on it.

Sorry, I can only change today into Sunday. However this means you will have been paid, so that's OK.

I grabbed my coffee mug that I have at work so I don't use a billion paper cups. I brought it to the break room, carefully rinsed it out. I set it down next to the coffee machine. I then proceeded to grab a paper cup and fill it with coffee.

It seems I do need that cup of coffee.

I really don't know how I am going to do without coffee for 8 weeks. Add some heavy drugs in the mix and I'm going to be dangerous!

I sent two texts meant for Susan to my boss today.

Thankfully, it wasn't anything horrible.

But, oh what could have been...

The I did an email faux pas classic, the "Reply to All". No clue as to why I would have hit reply to all, but now everyone knows my company cell phone choice with Verizon.

Mwah, mwah, mwaaahhh....

I thought I lost my cell phone earlier today.

I had taken it with me to the restroom (to play a game - no phone calls in the potty) and apparently left it there. When I realized I had done this, I checked with both the management office (which is on the same floor) and security (neither had it). I also tried to call the phone a couple of times but no one answered.

I used the "Find My iPhone" feature (anyone with an iPhone should have this in place - if not, do so now) to try to locate my phone. When it came up on a map, it showed the phone being on a street that is a mile or so away. What I didn't realize at the time was that what it was showing me was the center of a very large circle of where the phone was - probably about a mile+ radius around that point. :rolleyes:

While I was looking at the "Find my iPhone" map, I saw that one of the options (besides locking my phone and wiping my phone, the latter of which was what I was getting ready to do) was to send a message to the phone, which I did (and apparently it plays a really annoying sound at the same time).

Well, this got the person's attention (where apparently the two calls I made to the phone did not) and they called immediately. Someone from another office had picked it up and gave it to their receptionist who was planning on giving it to security on their way out to lunch. Problem solved.

What I was most pissed about was the possibility of having to replace my iPhone before the G5s came out.

I'm not sure how that speaks to how you feel about your boss, or about Susan, that you'd confuse the two. :D

But, glad you found your phone. Even if it did almost get you fired. ;)

Another Stpid thing...

I had been holding off on this one until I knew how things would work out (which they did). I will get the what-could-have-been-terrible-news out of the way first. Spoilerized in case you want to skip it.



Last Friday morning, when I was feeding everyone, I found the female (Karma) on the bottom of her cage and she was black (not a good sign). I honestly thought we had lost her as she didn't move at all for a couple of minutes after I picked her up and even then, it was barely perceptible. I will state right now that she will be fine (otherwise I wouldn't be posting this); however, Friday morning, I honestly did not think she would make it.

So why is this in the "What Stpid Thing Have You Done Today?" thread? Because Susan sent me a text letting me know she was on the way to the vet.



And I asked her if Karma was still alive.

Did I think Susan be taking a dead animal to the vet? :rolleyes:

I accidentally left the oven on all last night.

I've done 3 days

I've left the gas stove on. Thankfully there was nothing on the stove.

So I've been trying for a week+ to get something tested at our office in India. It needs to be tested before this week is over.

With the nearly 12 hour time difference, things are difficult, any communication takes a full day. As if that weren't enough delay, Monday was a holiday in India, and then the person who was supposed to do the work had to take the week off for an emergency.

So I asked on Wednesday for remote access to their systems so I could just do it myself. Instead the manager said he'd find someone else to do the work (would be way faster for me to just do it myself).

Yesterday, at almost 5PM (around 6AM India time), I got an email from someone about installing the software necessary (see the "Workplace reallyisms" thread for the substance of that email). We exchanged emails for a little while, then they stopped responding, so I went home. I kept checking in at home, trying to get status. Got no response, so I went to bed after 11 (middle of the work day in India) with one more email saying, "This is critical, I need to get this done tomorrow, please let me log in remotely".

Well, he responded shortly after I sent that. And from his response (and the appearance of an email from someone else in India) it finally dawned on me...this guy is not in our office in India, he's in San Jose.

He has an ethnically Indian name. And his manager (copied on the emails) has the same first name as the manager in India. And he working on exactly what someone in India would be working on if they were trying to do the testing I needed them to do. So I never thought to question it.

But now I feel kinda racist and had to send an uncomfortable apology email (I decided not to say, "I thought you were in India", just said "I mistook this for a different email conversation.").


ETA: Of course, the questions that this guy was asking were stupid, no matter what country he's in

...really believed when someone who said "I'm so sorry, I want a second chance, I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you" meant "I'm so sorry, I want a second chance, I'll do whatever it takes to make it up to you" instead of "I'm so sorry, I want to do the minimum amount of work needed for you to give me a second chance and then bring things back to exactly how they were".

That sucks.

I showed up to work this morning. That's about all.

I didn't

Crap out of stock :(

Damn. Sorry to get your hopes up. :(

Might come around again post-Christmas. RadioShack had the same deal up a few days before Black Friday.

I already ordered one - not a deal but I'll have one. Madz changed her mind on what she wanted Thursday night about 11 - too late to grab most of the deals. Worst case I've got one, if I can find a better deal I can just return what I ordered.

Went down to the National Mall today. Visited the National Archives stood in front of the:

Declaration of Independence
The Constitution Of The United States of America
Bill of Rights.

Then went to the Smithsonian American History Museum. Gazed upon:

The Star Spangled Banner
General George Washington's Dress Uniform
A myriad of other notable historical artifacts

All with my fly wide open.

Wow Moonie... you REALLY have a hard on for American history, don't you? ;)

Somebody call the 'Boner Police'! (NSFW)

Wait. Those still exist?!?!

The fact that you can post that proves their existance.

The fact that I am posting THIS proves their existence.








what's that whirring I hear off in the distance???

AKA - Flashing our National Treasures with your Family Jewels

Yes, I can see it: "I hold THESE truths to be self-evident."

Ironically the bill of rights is faded and hard to read.

And on a total aside, did you know the last line of the Star Spangled Banner:

"And the home of the brave"

Is actually written as a question:

"And the home of the brave?"

That's because it is a question. "O say does that Star Spangled banner yet wave...?" It's not questioning whether it's the home of the brave, it's questioning whether the flag survived the night.

I stapled myself.

Brilliant, just brilliant :D

Went to the grocery store and used the self-checkout. Once I was done, I pushed my cart towards the exit. Stopped to see if "Badder Santa" was available at the Red Box (it wasn't). I then continued to push my cart towards the exit. I stopped to get the bags out of the cart (there were only three and I didn't see the need to push the cart out to the car).

I then turned around to go back to the self-checkout to pick up my bags.

DOH!

Tried to use the local library for actual research purposes.

Am now stuck feeling embarrassed by for my abandoned profession (not that I ever intended to go into public librarianship, I was all snobby and focused solely on academic).

I came back to work after a week off....

Walking down the street passing an attractive woman....

Her: Are you getting a good look?

Me: *pause*, I'm not wearing my sunglasses am I?

Her: No.

I messed up and actually said what I thought.

I carefully packed our clippers, and now I have a 10 foot long beard and hair and cannot clip myself until I find them.

"carefully" must mean something different down under than it does here.

We took a little drive yesterday to check out a bird trail......I left the camera at home! Husband was not happy that we had to turn around after 15 miles, at least I remembered the water and Cheezits. :rolleyes:

Not today but yesterday. Forgot to put sunscreen on for a 2 hour bike ride in the middle of the day. Wee bit red and sore today.

Carefully, as in a very safe place. So safe that I still cannot find them. You might get to see me with a plaited beard.

My pants were feeling a little under seasoned today, so I went ahead and spiced them up with some drippings from the tacos I had for lunch.

I'm hoping you spilled hot sauce on your pants and didn't, as they say, have a little accident. ;)

This is actually something stpidly I HADN'T done and finally corrected today.

I got my car registration renewal notice in April.

I got my smog check done in early May. I did it at the AAA office that is literally on the same block as my office. The day I got the smog check done, I didn't ran out of time to walk into the AAA office and pay for registration.

But that's okay, it was early May and I had until 6/18 to walk (or easier yet, bike) one block and take care of it.

Fvck.

DOH!

I always pay my registration online, even before I get the smog check. When you get the smog check they sent it electronically and then the dmv mails the stickers.

That's what I usually do. But this year I was reminded that I can do it through AAA and skip the online processing fee, and get my stickers immediately, by taking advantage of the AAA services conveniently located RIGHT NEXT DOOR.

Oh well, at least some of the late fee is offset by the fact that normally I would have paid the online payment fee.

One of things days I'm going to have to find out what these smog checks are like.

I'm hoping that if we are ever expected to do them on the hybrid they'll tell me because I've never done it.

My Stpid thing for the day? Put on a fresh coat of Chap Stick right before I sat down for a haircut.

Ewwww!

Lost me key to my friend's office. I am now sitting here waiting (going on two hours now) for someone to stop by to lock the place up.

I have one place to look and if it is not there, I am going to pay for the replacement key (it is one of those weird keys that I think are laser cut with the square blue tops).

As is my custom on weekend mornings, I've been mulling about the house wearing what I call "laundry clothes"—articles that I wouldn't wear if I was going out, but more than suffice while cocooning. "Laundry clothes" also include underwear that may be ripped, have weakened elastic, or are slightly ill-fitting.

I've been up and about for several hours. While walking around the house, I noticed my underwear felt weird. I chalked it up to them being "laundry underwear" and didn't give it much thought. However, it was not until I went to the loo a few minutes ago that I realized they were on backwards. :rolleyes:

I hate when I wear my thing better, especially that it fits better that way.

I went to Disneyland today.

Stpid. I just couldn't bear staying in the house all day. We went slowly, spent lots of time in air conditioned places, and stayed hydrated.

Still, stpid. My body is in shut down mode, and Theo has been a crazy person all evening. Barring some special visit, I won't be doing DL in full summer weather again until next year.

Before leaving my job I carefully downloaded my last year's worth of pay stubs from the online system since access to the system ended on my last day.

I then carefully left them on the company laptop.

Doh, that really sucks!

We stopped using our Mindspring (Earthlink) emails 3-4 years ago. I kept them active (for $5/month) until we got everything changed over (with the intention of 6 months or so). I just today switched them off.


The funny thing is that they are sending the confirmation email to the email address I just closed.

Note to self: don't put cans of root beer in the freezer (for a quicker cooling) thinking you will remember to take them out in time. You won't.




And it will be a mess to clean up.

I wonder what my mom's secret was. When I was a kid the standard school field trip lunch included a can of soda that had been frozen (intentionally) and then served to keep the lunch cool and was mostly melted by the time lunch rolled around.

Don't recall the cans ever exploding though often the top would be distended. Wonder if can design has changed since, making them more likely to explode.

If I do that, I always set a timer so I won't forget.

Oh, I don't need to set a timer: I won't forget :blush:

I knocked my D300 off of a night stand, and it landed lens down on laminate floor.

The UV filter/lens protector shattered, and the outer ring pushed down on the threads on the front of the lens, but the lens is alright, and the camera body just shrugged it off.

I figured this would be a good thread to put this photo...

Getting ready for work this morning, I steam ironed my stomach.

Owww.

Highly recommend not trying this at home.

My cup of coffee is still in the kitchen :-(

I kept meaning to post this - it actually happened a couple of weeks ago.

It was raining as I drove into work, so naturally I had my windshield wipers on (and did not turn them off when I arrived at work). It wasn't raining too hard as I was driving so they were on intermittent.

When I went out for lunch, the rain had stopped. When I got in my car, I started my car before I closed my door (a normal thing for me to do).

The windshield wipers cycled. My door was still open. The inside of my door as well as my left arm are now soaked.

I have GOT to stop farting in my car

I fart in my car plenty, but I have learned not to do it in the last few minutes of the trip. That generally gives it enough time to disperse because I always have either the vent on or windows down. But if I forget the rule, if I come back into the car within a few hours... whew! :eek:

its as good a place as any

I now coach a 6th grade girls basketball team. Makes me feel like I did a stupid thing EVERY DAY.

How so?

Mostly a joke. I love the girls. But it's like coaching a group of ADD cats.

So, how did that Harvard win do for your brackets this year?

ADD cats = Cats

I didn't realize this until I got home and changed my shirt, but I forgot to put on deodorant today.
Thanks gawd I don't have a strenuous job! :eek:

I discovered that when I went to pee this morning at work that I put my boxers on backwards

Before or after?

On a related note....

Before using any bathroom anywhere be sure to check supply levels before you get started.

I was eating one of those plastic cups of grapefruit slices last night. Through the remaining juice, I saw what appeared to be one sliver of fruit at the bottom, but I couldn't seem to find it with the fork. Turned out it was my finger showing through the bottom of the cup.

Granted, I was a little sleep-deprived, but it reminded me of when my cat used to try to reach for objects on the other side of the sliding door.

Have you ever farted just before you sat down and then realized you just farted in your own face?

I refilled this.

We're looking at colleges. Maddie arranged a tour at Marymount. Ok I know exactly where Loyola Marymount is no problem. We arrive at the scheduled time. They look at us like we've got 3 heads. Yea didn't know there is also a Marymount in Palos Verdes. Took her to the wrong school. Sigh.

Luckily got to Palos Verdes and they were able to reschedule and they let us know that she had also been accepted. So now that I took her to the right one we have to figure out if we can afford it.

Congrats Maddie on being accepted!

Our school is paying for 2 years of community college for Zach. Then he can transfer to the college of his choice and finish his degree, on our dime.

And because I'm brilliant like that. Yesterday I was comparing tuition costs and somehow got on the out of state page for one college vs the in state for another and for a brief moment it was so much cheaper for her to go to San Francisco than to stay home and go to San Marcos. I need to stop looking I think.

Cirque that's great for Zach. Maddie's now busy applying for every scholarship she thinks she qualifies for, there's even an app for that.

Link?

https://www.scholarships.com/. I think there are some others as well.

Noooooo!

I was out of the office for a bit yesterday, when one of my co-workers dropped off a box of See's candy in the break room. I'm taking the real deal picked up at a See's store not that packaged months ago crap we normally get here on the bitter east coast and these local heathens ate it all before I returned.

Fortunately, See's chocolate isn't all that good so you didn't miss much.

Not something stupid I did - something stupid a Time Warner Cable customer service agent did...they entered a chat with my mother.

My mother sent me the transcript. I've witnessed many an encounter between my mother and customer service over the phone. She's skilled, but she's not subtle, her most effective tactic is brute force. And while she's far more tech savvy than the average retiree, she doesn't spend a lot of time communicating via chat, so her etiquette and understanding of the medium is lacking.

What she sent is about the most unhinged I've seen her. Yikes. Within 2 exchanges she escalated to "Spare me your platitudes!" And she thinks she looks like the hero.

When I got to work today I realized I put my underware on backwards. Yay for handicap stalls.

Hopefully it wasn't a thong.

Dude, I think you're being a little harsh on yourself...that's no reason to self-diagnose as mentally handicapped.

Hanging out bottomless at work in the stall with room for others seems somewhat counterintuitive.

Been counting down the days until Gally registration, but I did not hop online the instant it opened up. Long story short, it sold out in 75 minutes, without me.

What is it? I googled and got a sex offender.

Gallifrey One 2015

A convention in LA for fans of the BBC show Dr. Who.

...and they apparently get very snippy when it is suggested that maybe a bigger event might be a good thing. Snippy as in "go start your own... good luck!"

That's based on what I saw on their Facebook page.

Perhaps you could contact James Earl Jones. I hear he's quite receptive to pitches for new conventions.

I have to admit... as much as I DO wish it were bigger, just so I could go, the intimacy of the convention was one of its more desirable attributes.

I just sneezed and hiccuped at the same time.

Not recommended.

A while back I took a screen capture of a text conversation I was having with someone.

Somehow I managed to post that as a picture on a foursquare check-in.

How the hell did that happen?!?




Thankfully, with the help of Susan, I discovered it today and was able to remove it. Nothing incriminating, just wondering how the hell it happened.

I imagine the good folks at US Airways are having a very similar discussion.

VMLM! :evil:

Spent 15 min scrubbing blueberry smoothie off the wall, floor, counter, and Venetian blinds of our kitchen.

Oops! Lid not secured, I take it?

If by "secured" you mean totally forgot to put it on before hitting blend, then yes. The lid was not "secured".

Now, sneeze/fart is a whole different thing! Unless it's a shart, and then it's not recommended.

I thought you were going to say you sneezed while attempting to ingest said smoothy....

Auto-correct, you bitch.

I sent a text this morning. It started with "Let me know if you hear any news....."

Auto-correct change the word "Let" to "Marry"

Mom was a bit confused.

So did you hear any news?

Congrats! ;)

The first ribald joke my father ever told me when I was a child involved an incorrectly punctuated telegram from a wife to a husband: NOT GETTING ANY BETTER. COME HOME QUICKLY.

Very recently the mother of one of the players on my basketball team texted me asking if she could do anything for me prior to a game that day. I was busy and tried to text "just a sec" which sent as "just sex". That was awkward.

Wouldn't that depend on her response?

Got a quick weekend trip coming up, checked my flight reservations today and yeah, I booked the return flight for March rather than Feb. So I either have to stay for a month or pay the change fee.

So, minor travel inconvenience VS near death experience. Looks like you win this round. Stay safe.

Spent 5-min looking for my wallet before I found it in my pocket.

I flossed the crown off my tooth

Lesson learned. Don't floss.

While technically not today, I think this fits the theme.

Up until November 2016, I hadn't worn/owned a watch since high school. I received a smartwatch as a gift and have been enjoying using it--when I remember to put it on in the morning!

At first, I thought the issue was that it was charging on my computer desk which is on the opposite side of the room from where I get ready in the morning. So I bought a cool little charging station that's right next to were I keep my keys. Nope, didn't help. 2-3 times a week I'll be driving into work, look at my naked wrist, and call down a curse from a non-existent god.

Get out of my mind!

The trick is to not tug the floss up out of the gap, but rather to just pull it straight out. This requires re-wrapping around one finger again thus increasing the time to get the job done. But it helps keep the non-biological parts in your mouth.

But bravo for flossing! :snap: