Miscellaneous Debris

According to an article on msnbc.com that they picked up from the AP, Sony has integrated the ability to order pizza online into their new EverQuest game, commonly referred to as "EverCrack". The player simply types in /pizza and they will be taken to the Pizza Hut website. In said article, the Sony spokesman, Chris Kramer, is quoted as saying, "The goal for the future is to eventually let people do more like this. They could type /Harry Potter and get the new Harry Potter book delivered or /star wars and get the new Star Wars DVD." I'm not sure if he has any idea who plays this game or if he's hitting it right on the head. On the one hand, if you can't get away from a damn game long enough to run to the closest Wal-Mart, book store, or whatever other business is trying to rake in some of that Harry Potter dough to buy the book yourself, when in hell are you going to actually read it? Maybe if they made the book part of the game and the player could read it vicariously through his/her character. On the other hand, Kramer knows that Star Wars DVD will be big with the target group.

If we keep up this fantastic rate of advancement, we may never have to actually meet another human being ever again. Wouldn't it be super? Here's one: /social skills

And yes, I did whore it up with the links. Apparently a two week hiatus is enough to run off both all my readers.

I was passing a street vendor on the way home from work today and overheard the customer thank the vendor for the purchase. When did we, as consumers, let the tables turn on us? I know I'm guilty. Just when did they start doing us a favor by taking our money? I remember when we received the thanks because we were keeping them in business. Now it seems that we're in their debt. I'd say that the people should be up in arms, but if citizens are willing to put up with this White House's crap then the enslavement of the consumer would be just another walk in the park.

I was inspired by today's Comedy Goldmine to provide you with the following example of natural selection gone awry. I was working with Marci as a front desk clerk at a hotel. We were just hanging out in the back office when we received a phone call that went something like this:

Me: Thank you for calling [the hotel], this is Brad. How can I help you?
Yokel: My cable's not working.
Me: I'm sorry, are you a guest with us?
Yokel: Guest? This is my house!
Me: Okay, well, this is [the hotel] is there something I can help you with?
Yokel: My damn cable isn't working and the game's about to start!
Me: Okay, you'll have to call the cable company for that.
Yokel: I did call the cable company. What the hell are you gonna do about my cable?
Me: Sir, unless you want to get a room here at the hotel, there is nothing I can do to help you. Maybe I could look up the phone number for the cable company for you?
Yokel: I want you to fix my goddamn TV!

This went on for god knows how long. I'm not sure how exactly the problem was rectified, but I believe it had something to do with me telling him that it would cost him fifty bucks and that Marci would be on her way to take a look at it. To my knowledge, we never heard back.

Maybe it was Marci on the phone. I've told that story so damn much I don't even know anymore.

I survived. He didn't take me into the woods and do anything to me.

Nothing much to report about the place. It's a horse track. It had a bunch of slot machines. Which means they make a shit ton of money. They did off the guy who brought me there. He lost $100. I managed to get away only fourty down. Just took me time, I didn't exactly get lucky. That's not true, I did turn a twenty into over fifty when I first sat down, so I guess that padded my loses some.

Maybe something exicting will happen tomorrow.

So I'm about to go with a complete stranger to a slots only casino an hour away. If I don't post here again in two days, call the police. I'll be going with an employee here at the hotel to a casino that's supposed to be an hour away. I'm surprised I'm being trusted, much less, trusting this guy.

If I see another goddamn Leanne Rhymes commercial I'll be sick. People! She's not attractive! She looks like she's got some sort of damn syndrome! Jesus Christ, give it a rest, will you?!?!?

I have to brag to some one. So, you have to do. I just won back all of the money I ever deposited into pokerstars shy three bucks. I don't know what happened, but in the past week, I've gotten very . . . not good, but . . . what's less than good and better than par? I don't know. What ever it is, I'm (apparently) it. I accept that I'm not any good, but I know now after actually playing live in Vegas and the past weeks performance online that I'm better than, at the very least, most of the people who play something below 2/4. Not that I even understand what that was supposed to mean.

Still drinking, betting on more comments is safe.

A retraction: Will does not look extremely similar to Tilt's Clark. There ARE, however, similarities between the two.

I'll be drinking copious amounts of beer tonight so there very well might be more to follow.

My friend, Tom, and I had a lengthy discussion regarding why "A" students tend to wind up working for "B" or "C" students. My theory was that the lower graded students typically have better people skills. For explanation: the "C" student makes more friends and learns to make connections better and is more fun than the typical "A" let's-keep-our-nose-in-a-book-can't-go-out-and-do-anything-must-study-for-the-test student. Marci is most certainly an exception to this rule.

Right now I'm watching the "ESPN" show Tilt. Marci, Clark (on the show) looks so much like Will I can't understand. I hope it's not just me. HAHA! He said, " the gaming comission would be all over me like Terra Reed on a jock strap." HAHAHAHAHAA.

Whatever. I lost the main idea that I wanted to post here tonight. It was either my reasons for making poker my main source of income (highly unlikely) or another ode to beer (practically safe money). Either way, I'm still up way too late and need to get to bed. I was two hours or so late to work this morning and I don't want to repeat the performance.

I apologize for the delay in posting. There has been Vegas, home strife, reconcilliation and finally, my return to DC for the last segment of my duty here.

Vegas resulted in a whole lot of not much. I pretty much broke even. What I won at poker, I gave most of to the blackjack tables. Considering that I drank copious amounts of beer, I think I did damn fine. As a matter of fact, Sunday night, I stated drinking at about 9 pm. I sat at a poker table double fisting beers for the next 10 hrs when I put my beer down to be at my class at 7:30 am. I was falling out of my seat, slurring my words, passing out drunk. Truthfully, I was so drunk that my wife had to bathe and dress me. I'm not proud of that last part, but it happened. Additionally Ron (my friend from Alaska who was also in Vegas) and I met this chick who married the first guy she slept with, or so she said. We think she was way to open with her sex life and preferences to not be more "experienced". What ever was the case, she was cool.

I want to go back.