Best movie of 2010: The classic mistake is to give the most credit to the most recent awesome thing one has seen, but I will brave that mistake by saying that True Grit, while ultimately a straightforward and forgettable movie, had some of the most engaging performances I’ve seen all year.
Worst movie of 2010: Robo-Geisha, hands down. This is a movie that can only be enjoyed alongside good liquor and better friends.
Best video game of 2010: I’m going with Amnesia: The Dark Descent. This is a game that literally made me want to stop playing because I was getting scared. Whether that makes it “good” is a matter of opinion, but either way some artistic credit is due.
Worst video game of 2010: Dante’s Inferno. This game is about a former Templar running through hell fighting physical manifestations of various sins he committed during what he believed was a righteous crusade. The developers managed to make that into a boring, mundane experience.
Best personal accomplishment of 2010: This is, happily, a difficult decision. I lost 30 lbs in the span of 4 months. I finished my Master’s degree. I passed my REG exam. I’m going to write off the degree, because most of the work for that was done in the previous year. I’m also going to write off the lost weight, because in the end I didn’t expend a lot of effort on it- turns out all I really had to do was stop horking down every edible object I laid eyes on. That leaves, once again, the most recent awesome thing of the year, which would be my passing of the REG exam
Worst personal failing of 2010: In the weeks following my return from Europe, I let myself slip into a bit of an apathetic slump. I wouldn’t call it a profound depression so much as a period during which I just wasn’t very aggressive in achieving my personal goals. If I had put the same effort into my life during July and August that I did in the last quarter of the year, it’s quite possible I’d be halfway to my CPA exam.
Best day of 2010: Bodrum. Beaches. Fruity drinks. Sun. For an entire day, I didn’t desire a single thing that wasn’t all around me.
Worst day of 2010: The day I took my REG exam. I took the exam on the last day of the year that it was being offered, and if I had missed it, I would have had to start studying all over again for the 2011 version, which would have contained an entirely different set of tax rules; naturally, things went wrong and when I got to the center they didn’t have me properly scheduled. I actually did miss my scheduled exam, but after the most frantic hour of the year I managed to suss things out with the good folks at NASBA, and they penciled me in for later during that same day. On top of the horrific nervousness that naturally accompanies an endeavor like this, I can easily say that this was the most nerve-wracking day of the year. It still didn’t stop me from passing.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Happy Holidays
I sit among my gifts for the year, like some gluttonous dragon atop its hoard.
I am now the happy owner of a Nook color, as well as the full 2-movie set of Red Cliff, the chemistry drink set from Think Geek, a decadently soft new robe, and a wireless keyboard and mouse. This all is to say nothing of the veritable bonanza that has been generously sent to me through Steam. Dead Rising 2 and Meatboy are particularly interesting, and this "Disciples" thing seems to have some promise as well. I hope to repay such generosity in person next week.
Here's hoping that all of you spent the day making happy memories with your loved ones.
Happy Holidays,
Ben
addendum: The best gift, by far, was a little device which I will nickname "The Theo." It is a keychain with an alarm on it, that I can activate to find my keys when I lose them.
I am now the happy owner of a Nook color, as well as the full 2-movie set of Red Cliff, the chemistry drink set from Think Geek, a decadently soft new robe, and a wireless keyboard and mouse. This all is to say nothing of the veritable bonanza that has been generously sent to me through Steam. Dead Rising 2 and Meatboy are particularly interesting, and this "Disciples" thing seems to have some promise as well. I hope to repay such generosity in person next week.
Here's hoping that all of you spent the day making happy memories with your loved ones.
Happy Holidays,
Ben
addendum: The best gift, by far, was a little device which I will nickname "The Theo." It is a keychain with an alarm on it, that I can activate to find my keys when I lose them.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Happy Holidays and stuff
Oh! Hey there! Didn’t think anyone was still around. Don’t mind me, I just came to pick up some stuff- what? You want a post? I dunno, I haven’t really done that sort of thing in a while…
What do you mean don’t be like that? Oh fine, here’s your stupid post:
As those of you perusing that book of faces are already aware, the results of my first CPA exam are in substantially sooner than I had expected them to be, and they are happy results indeed. It is a solidly passing score, and I am now one step closer to my certification. With any luck, I’ll have it finished before September of next year.
I have a new job, which is in fact the same new job I had back in September; it’s more of a lateral move, really, but it means I’ll get to keep working. I’m beginning to look more seriously for new employment, but in the meantime I am maintaining a positive cash flow.
Sadly, that flow will be stemmed somewhat for the month of December, as in addition to my Christmas shopping I got slapped with a speeding ticket last night. An 18-wheeler on my right began to drift into my lane, I got a little freaked out and floored it to get myself out of his blind spot, and just so happened to be passing through an officer’s radar at the time. He didn’t buy enough of that (entirely true) story to tear up the ticket, so now I have to go to traffic court and cough up $200. The ticket was just for $80, but the city of Mission lets you pay some extra fines and have your speeding ticket marked down to a non-moving violation, and the potential hike in insurance premiums makes this the cheaper option in the long run.
Christmas is coming up fast, and I’m happy to say that my shopping is all done for this season. I’ve already begun to receive some of the oh-so-very-kind gifts from my friends in St Louis, for which I’d like to take a moment to say “thank you.” I was really curious about Super Meat Boy, and Burnout has been an “almost-bought-it” of mine for some time now. Happy Holidays to all, and I hope we all get some of our most-wanted this year.
Some more good news: I will definitely be in town for the New Year’s party. I’m still not sure about where I’m staying (hint hint wink wink nudge nudge) but if no other options present themselves, I think a hotel might be in my budget this year.
I’m looking forward to seeing everyone in St Louis again. In the meantime, enjoy the Holidays!
What do you mean don’t be like that? Oh fine, here’s your stupid post:
As those of you perusing that book of faces are already aware, the results of my first CPA exam are in substantially sooner than I had expected them to be, and they are happy results indeed. It is a solidly passing score, and I am now one step closer to my certification. With any luck, I’ll have it finished before September of next year.
I have a new job, which is in fact the same new job I had back in September; it’s more of a lateral move, really, but it means I’ll get to keep working. I’m beginning to look more seriously for new employment, but in the meantime I am maintaining a positive cash flow.
Sadly, that flow will be stemmed somewhat for the month of December, as in addition to my Christmas shopping I got slapped with a speeding ticket last night. An 18-wheeler on my right began to drift into my lane, I got a little freaked out and floored it to get myself out of his blind spot, and just so happened to be passing through an officer’s radar at the time. He didn’t buy enough of that (entirely true) story to tear up the ticket, so now I have to go to traffic court and cough up $200. The ticket was just for $80, but the city of Mission lets you pay some extra fines and have your speeding ticket marked down to a non-moving violation, and the potential hike in insurance premiums makes this the cheaper option in the long run.
Christmas is coming up fast, and I’m happy to say that my shopping is all done for this season. I’ve already begun to receive some of the oh-so-very-kind gifts from my friends in St Louis, for which I’d like to take a moment to say “thank you.” I was really curious about Super Meat Boy, and Burnout has been an “almost-bought-it” of mine for some time now. Happy Holidays to all, and I hope we all get some of our most-wanted this year.
Some more good news: I will definitely be in town for the New Year’s party. I’m still not sure about where I’m staying (hint hint wink wink nudge nudge) but if no other options present themselves, I think a hotel might be in my budget this year.
I’m looking forward to seeing everyone in St Louis again. In the meantime, enjoy the Holidays!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
New Job Update
So I've been on my new job for a couple weeks now. All in all, I'd say it's going well. I spend a good portion of my time putting out fires so that people with bigger hats than me can do more important stuff, but I can honestly say that this has been a truly educational experience.
Since I started this job, I have conducted interviews, contributed towards hiring decisions, had a little (more than I'd like) experience with the process of talking to an employee who is not performing and may need to be let go in the near future. I've had the chance to view the workplace environment from another perspective, and on a professional level I think that's going be a valuable thing. It's also nice that when I see inherent flaws in the way we do things, I am occasionally in a position to simply fix them, rather than complaining about it to somebody else.
I think one of the things I like most is that, apparently, I'm very very good at this job. My two bosses keep pulling me aside and telling me what a fantastic job I've been doing, and how much they appreciate all my hard work. I expect it's mostly just ego-stroking to keep morale up, but it's still nice to be praised once in a while.
The job has its drawbacks, however. I freuently feel like a glorified babysitter, running from one employee to the next to fix a computer problem or help them understand an issue. This becomes less of a problem the longer a particular person has been on the job, but with a constant influx of new employees (despite the fact that the job ends in three months, we're still trying to get ourselves fully staffed) there's an equally constant stream of questions to answer and issues to deal with. I often find that I've gone out of my way to draw up a schedule or improve the process, only to find that somewhere further up the chain the entire thing has been redone and the fruits of my labors go straight into a bin. The hours are inconsistent, and more than once I've found myself working until 11 PM one night only to be back at 9 AM the next day. But these are mundane problems that come with the territory, and they are hardly amount to anything more than an annoyance.
All in all, the job has been good to me. It's a step towards what I really want for myself, and I'm glad to have taken it.
Since I started this job, I have conducted interviews, contributed towards hiring decisions, had a little (more than I'd like) experience with the process of talking to an employee who is not performing and may need to be let go in the near future. I've had the chance to view the workplace environment from another perspective, and on a professional level I think that's going be a valuable thing. It's also nice that when I see inherent flaws in the way we do things, I am occasionally in a position to simply fix them, rather than complaining about it to somebody else.
I think one of the things I like most is that, apparently, I'm very very good at this job. My two bosses keep pulling me aside and telling me what a fantastic job I've been doing, and how much they appreciate all my hard work. I expect it's mostly just ego-stroking to keep morale up, but it's still nice to be praised once in a while.
The job has its drawbacks, however. I freuently feel like a glorified babysitter, running from one employee to the next to fix a computer problem or help them understand an issue. This becomes less of a problem the longer a particular person has been on the job, but with a constant influx of new employees (despite the fact that the job ends in three months, we're still trying to get ourselves fully staffed) there's an equally constant stream of questions to answer and issues to deal with. I often find that I've gone out of my way to draw up a schedule or improve the process, only to find that somewhere further up the chain the entire thing has been redone and the fruits of my labors go straight into a bin. The hours are inconsistent, and more than once I've found myself working until 11 PM one night only to be back at 9 AM the next day. But these are mundane problems that come with the territory, and they are hardly amount to anything more than an annoyance.
All in all, the job has been good to me. It's a step towards what I really want for myself, and I'm glad to have taken it.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
The Next Step
,
Ben leveled up!
Responsibilities +4
Authority + 7
Wages + 3
Confidence +6
Status +3
Scheduling Flexibility +10
New job Class! Ben is now:
“Lower Management” class!
As of the 4th of October, I am officially promoted. I am leaving my current department and taking a management position for a new project that Block is starting.
I won’t be running the department or anything fancy like that, but I will have a substantially larger amount of responsibility in my new position. My official title is Team Leader, and I will be directly overseeing one of four teams on the project. I will be responsible for making training and quality assurance, scheduling, part of the department’s budget (i.e. making sure we get the job done but don’t spend too much on wages in the process), and I will have some input/responsibility with regards to the department’s interview and hiring process.
The job comes with a nice pay bump, and I will likely have a much more agreeable schedule going forward. In my old job, every other Friday when we closed the payroll system I would have to pull a 12-14 hour shift and then work a full shift the following Saturday. There will be some weekends on the new project, but it will likely be fewer than half and the uber-long shifts I’ve grown accustomed to will probably not be required. Another nice bonus is that I will no longer have to work on Thanksgiving and Christmas, which was more or less a requirement back in the payroll department.
I was notified about this last week, but until yesterday it was somewhat up in the air whether I’d actually get to take the job, because my current department is chronically short of staff and the boss lady wanted to hold on to me for a couple extra weeks. But after a sit-down with said boss-lady I have an official start date, hence this post.
Unfortunately, the project itself will only last for about four months, after which I will, presumably, be returning to the payroll department. Still, with any luck I’ll have one or two portions of the CPA exam behind me by then, and I can either move up to another position within Block or leverage my enhanced credentials to find better work elsewhere.
In the meantime, however, I'm just going to be happy with where I am now. Things are going well.
Ben leveled up!
Responsibilities +4
Authority + 7
Wages + 3
Confidence +6
Status +3
Scheduling Flexibility +10
New job Class! Ben is now:
“Lower Management” class!
As of the 4th of October, I am officially promoted. I am leaving my current department and taking a management position for a new project that Block is starting.
I won’t be running the department or anything fancy like that, but I will have a substantially larger amount of responsibility in my new position. My official title is Team Leader, and I will be directly overseeing one of four teams on the project. I will be responsible for making training and quality assurance, scheduling, part of the department’s budget (i.e. making sure we get the job done but don’t spend too much on wages in the process), and I will have some input/responsibility with regards to the department’s interview and hiring process.
The job comes with a nice pay bump, and I will likely have a much more agreeable schedule going forward. In my old job, every other Friday when we closed the payroll system I would have to pull a 12-14 hour shift and then work a full shift the following Saturday. There will be some weekends on the new project, but it will likely be fewer than half and the uber-long shifts I’ve grown accustomed to will probably not be required. Another nice bonus is that I will no longer have to work on Thanksgiving and Christmas, which was more or less a requirement back in the payroll department.
I was notified about this last week, but until yesterday it was somewhat up in the air whether I’d actually get to take the job, because my current department is chronically short of staff and the boss lady wanted to hold on to me for a couple extra weeks. But after a sit-down with said boss-lady I have an official start date, hence this post.
Unfortunately, the project itself will only last for about four months, after which I will, presumably, be returning to the payroll department. Still, with any luck I’ll have one or two portions of the CPA exam behind me by then, and I can either move up to another position within Block or leverage my enhanced credentials to find better work elsewhere.
In the meantime, however, I'm just going to be happy with where I am now. Things are going well.
Monday, August 30, 2010
New Car Drama
So by now, almost everyone who reads this knows all or a part of the following story. I’d meant to put it up a while back, and just never got around to it.
So way back in July, I’m sitting around my house, doing absolutely nothing of note. After getting back from Europe, I fell into a bit of a rut. It’s that same rut that most of us fell into after graduating college for the first time, especially if we didn’t already have a job in our lives. You wake up, you force yourself to send your resume out to a few job openings, but you don’t actually make the kind of serious effort you know you should. You sleep late, because there’s nowhere you have to be and nothing you have to do at any particular time of the day, and life just doesn’t feel like it used to.
Sooner or later, of course, we have to break out of that funk and rejoin the world. My emergence from said state was supposed to come one morning in late July when my boss from HR Block called me and explained that, after weeks of delays, the background and credit check, newly instituted for all returning employees, had finally come back and I was given the green light to return to work. Happy to finally have an excuse to leave the house, I hopped in my car and started to drive.
About fifteen minutes later, the front left corner of my car was a twisted metal heap, and a very polite lady had a nasty gash down the side of her truck. I had turned right on a red, thinking the way was clear. This was the first time in my life I’d had this kind of experience, but I had a vague idea of what needed to be done. Both our cars were still in drivable condition, so we moved to a parking lot, called the police, and exchanged insurance information.
Now, the precise nature of the accident is still somewhat unclear to me. To my recollection, I had finished my turn and was well into perpendicular street by the time the impact occurred, which would mean that the other driver had to be changing lanes to side swipe me like that. Supporting this version of events is the fact that treadmarks could be found two car lengths beyond the intersection. Also, my front headlight popped forward and out, rather than caving into the car as one might expect from a head-on collision.
The claims adjustor, however, felt that a sideswipe would have caused a different shape of dent on the other car, and felt that my headlight might have been popped out because metal behind it was twisted in the accident, forcing it forward. Long story short, I’m out a car and a $125 ticket.
So I’m driving my busted up car around, not sure how long it’ll keep running. Our mechanic said it was safe to drive for a little while, but that we needed to repair or replace the car soon. The repair job would have involved very expensive body work, and the car has been breaking down on my every couple of months anyway, so it was pretty clear that a new car was the more fiscally sound option. So I start doing some research.
Next thing I know, before I’ve even had a chance to settle on what kind of car I might like to be looking at, I find out that my mom went out looking and got talked into buying a used Honda Accord, year 2004, from a local dealer. The salesman had somehow so convinced her of the need to buy the car immediately that she did not even consult me before making the purchase. She just wrote the guy a check, expecting me to pay her back when I could.
Now, on the one hand, hey new car. I mean, I had a big problem, and supermom just swooped in and solved it for me before I even got my head around just how big a problem it was. On the other hand, now I’m committed to ultimately paying for a car I’ve never even laid eyes on. I don’t for a moment doubt the purity of her intentions, but seriously, boundaries?
As it turns out, the Honda Accord does actually fit me like a glove. I drive it to stl, and it just feels right. It’s only slightly larger than my old Sable, and it has a smaller engine (my old car was a 6 cylinder, this is a 4) but it handles beautifully. Also, I never knew how awesome it would be to have stereo buttons on my steering wheel. I know that sounds like one of the last things you should car about in a multi-thousand dollar investment, but dude, I liked that.
The next chapter in the story almost everyone has already heard. The car gets me to stl just fine, and also gets me to my interview. Then, on the ride home, it gets as far as the end of highway 40 before the engine cuts out. So right there, merging onto I-70, I lose everything. Power steering cuts out, and my speed starts dropping like a stone. What’s worse, I’m still getting used to the car, and I don’t know where the button for the hazard lights are. I flip my turn signals one and off and wave my hands frantically, hoping that anyone behind me will come to the conclusion that I’m having car trouble. Or that I’m insane, but either way they better slow down. I manage to get my car safely to the side of the road.
About an hour or so later, Adam is picking me up from the Honda dealer off highway 40. Ironically, his car is having trouble too, all of the sudden, but it does at least get us back to his place before it starts to crap out. I make the most of my extra time in stl, and by the end of the day the dealer calls me back with new information: there was no oil in the car.
They oil the car up (that sounds dirty…) and I drive it back towards Kansas City. I stop in Kingdom City to check the oil again, and sure enough, it’s already running low. Something is wrong with the engine, and it’s either leaking or burning through the oil at a prodigal rate. I top it off, and drive it the rest of the way home, at which point it once again is running low on oil. The local dealer takes it back, tries to fix it, and determines that the only solution is to completely replace the engine.
I should mention at this point that since I’m working way out in downtown Kansas City and the dealer is near my house in Overland Park, and because I’d just taken a bunch of time off work to go to St Louis, I wasn’t actually able to physically go to the dealer’s lot to handle any of this. It was all done through phone calls, and any in-person interactions had to be done with my parents, who live and work like 5 minutes from the place.
So anyway, just as I’m starting to think “yay, new engine” I get a call from my mom wanting me to leave work early and look at a Toyota Corola. WTF! What happened to a new engine in my Accord? So I get down there, more than a little irate at this point, and then I learn that the engine they wanted to give me was a used one, and they couldn’t even tell us how many miles was on it or how long it had been in service. Another WTF! So my mom has been talking about this Toyota Corola, and we have to choose between it and a much more expensive 2007 Honda Accord. The dealer is offering to let us buy another car off the lot and put the money we’ve already given them towards it, but they haven’t offered anything more, and I need a car sooner than a lawyer will get all this sorted out, even if it did all go in my favor. So I take the deal, and we leave the lot, planning to file all the paperwork the next day.
Over the next 24 hours, however, we pull up the Corola’s specs on the dealer’s website, and find some things that the dealer neglected to mention. In particular, there is no anti-lock breaking system. At this point, abbreviated bastardizations of the English language no longer suffice. What. The. FUCK!
Back to the dealer, and now we have only two options. Select a substantially more expensive 2007 Honda Accord, or go get a lawyer. So the good news is that the third time seems to have been the charm, as my new new new car really is fun to drive and handles well. The bad news, however, is that it cost us a lot more than we were expecting to spend, and we probably got screwed on the price since the dealer knew we didn’t really want to go to a lawyer over this. The salesman himself, at least, seemed to genuinely feel bad, and he agreed to sell us the 3-year, bumper-to-bumper warranty at cost. At least, he said it was cost…
If anything goes wrong with this one, I will write a very nasty letter. And possibly commit murder.
So way back in July, I’m sitting around my house, doing absolutely nothing of note. After getting back from Europe, I fell into a bit of a rut. It’s that same rut that most of us fell into after graduating college for the first time, especially if we didn’t already have a job in our lives. You wake up, you force yourself to send your resume out to a few job openings, but you don’t actually make the kind of serious effort you know you should. You sleep late, because there’s nowhere you have to be and nothing you have to do at any particular time of the day, and life just doesn’t feel like it used to.
Sooner or later, of course, we have to break out of that funk and rejoin the world. My emergence from said state was supposed to come one morning in late July when my boss from HR Block called me and explained that, after weeks of delays, the background and credit check, newly instituted for all returning employees, had finally come back and I was given the green light to return to work. Happy to finally have an excuse to leave the house, I hopped in my car and started to drive.
About fifteen minutes later, the front left corner of my car was a twisted metal heap, and a very polite lady had a nasty gash down the side of her truck. I had turned right on a red, thinking the way was clear. This was the first time in my life I’d had this kind of experience, but I had a vague idea of what needed to be done. Both our cars were still in drivable condition, so we moved to a parking lot, called the police, and exchanged insurance information.
Now, the precise nature of the accident is still somewhat unclear to me. To my recollection, I had finished my turn and was well into perpendicular street by the time the impact occurred, which would mean that the other driver had to be changing lanes to side swipe me like that. Supporting this version of events is the fact that treadmarks could be found two car lengths beyond the intersection. Also, my front headlight popped forward and out, rather than caving into the car as one might expect from a head-on collision.
The claims adjustor, however, felt that a sideswipe would have caused a different shape of dent on the other car, and felt that my headlight might have been popped out because metal behind it was twisted in the accident, forcing it forward. Long story short, I’m out a car and a $125 ticket.
So I’m driving my busted up car around, not sure how long it’ll keep running. Our mechanic said it was safe to drive for a little while, but that we needed to repair or replace the car soon. The repair job would have involved very expensive body work, and the car has been breaking down on my every couple of months anyway, so it was pretty clear that a new car was the more fiscally sound option. So I start doing some research.
Next thing I know, before I’ve even had a chance to settle on what kind of car I might like to be looking at, I find out that my mom went out looking and got talked into buying a used Honda Accord, year 2004, from a local dealer. The salesman had somehow so convinced her of the need to buy the car immediately that she did not even consult me before making the purchase. She just wrote the guy a check, expecting me to pay her back when I could.
Now, on the one hand, hey new car. I mean, I had a big problem, and supermom just swooped in and solved it for me before I even got my head around just how big a problem it was. On the other hand, now I’m committed to ultimately paying for a car I’ve never even laid eyes on. I don’t for a moment doubt the purity of her intentions, but seriously, boundaries?
As it turns out, the Honda Accord does actually fit me like a glove. I drive it to stl, and it just feels right. It’s only slightly larger than my old Sable, and it has a smaller engine (my old car was a 6 cylinder, this is a 4) but it handles beautifully. Also, I never knew how awesome it would be to have stereo buttons on my steering wheel. I know that sounds like one of the last things you should car about in a multi-thousand dollar investment, but dude, I liked that.
The next chapter in the story almost everyone has already heard. The car gets me to stl just fine, and also gets me to my interview. Then, on the ride home, it gets as far as the end of highway 40 before the engine cuts out. So right there, merging onto I-70, I lose everything. Power steering cuts out, and my speed starts dropping like a stone. What’s worse, I’m still getting used to the car, and I don’t know where the button for the hazard lights are. I flip my turn signals one and off and wave my hands frantically, hoping that anyone behind me will come to the conclusion that I’m having car trouble. Or that I’m insane, but either way they better slow down. I manage to get my car safely to the side of the road.
About an hour or so later, Adam is picking me up from the Honda dealer off highway 40. Ironically, his car is having trouble too, all of the sudden, but it does at least get us back to his place before it starts to crap out. I make the most of my extra time in stl, and by the end of the day the dealer calls me back with new information: there was no oil in the car.
They oil the car up (that sounds dirty…) and I drive it back towards Kansas City. I stop in Kingdom City to check the oil again, and sure enough, it’s already running low. Something is wrong with the engine, and it’s either leaking or burning through the oil at a prodigal rate. I top it off, and drive it the rest of the way home, at which point it once again is running low on oil. The local dealer takes it back, tries to fix it, and determines that the only solution is to completely replace the engine.
I should mention at this point that since I’m working way out in downtown Kansas City and the dealer is near my house in Overland Park, and because I’d just taken a bunch of time off work to go to St Louis, I wasn’t actually able to physically go to the dealer’s lot to handle any of this. It was all done through phone calls, and any in-person interactions had to be done with my parents, who live and work like 5 minutes from the place.
So anyway, just as I’m starting to think “yay, new engine” I get a call from my mom wanting me to leave work early and look at a Toyota Corola. WTF! What happened to a new engine in my Accord? So I get down there, more than a little irate at this point, and then I learn that the engine they wanted to give me was a used one, and they couldn’t even tell us how many miles was on it or how long it had been in service. Another WTF! So my mom has been talking about this Toyota Corola, and we have to choose between it and a much more expensive 2007 Honda Accord. The dealer is offering to let us buy another car off the lot and put the money we’ve already given them towards it, but they haven’t offered anything more, and I need a car sooner than a lawyer will get all this sorted out, even if it did all go in my favor. So I take the deal, and we leave the lot, planning to file all the paperwork the next day.
Over the next 24 hours, however, we pull up the Corola’s specs on the dealer’s website, and find some things that the dealer neglected to mention. In particular, there is no anti-lock breaking system. At this point, abbreviated bastardizations of the English language no longer suffice. What. The. FUCK!
Back to the dealer, and now we have only two options. Select a substantially more expensive 2007 Honda Accord, or go get a lawyer. So the good news is that the third time seems to have been the charm, as my new new new car really is fun to drive and handles well. The bad news, however, is that it cost us a lot more than we were expecting to spend, and we probably got screwed on the price since the dealer knew we didn’t really want to go to a lawyer over this. The salesman himself, at least, seemed to genuinely feel bad, and he agreed to sell us the 3-year, bumper-to-bumper warranty at cost. At least, he said it was cost…
If anything goes wrong with this one, I will write a very nasty letter. And possibly commit murder.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Christianity Evolving?
Mothers of Christian teenagers, beware. According to a new study, it is possible that your child just thinks God wants them to feel good about themselves, and try to be good people.
Aparrently, an "impostor" to proper Christianity has risen up, which the study calls "moralistic therapeutic deism." According to this study, teens across the country say they are Christians, believe they are Christians, but in reality, they "that God simply wanted them to feel good and do good." Scandalous!
The study goes on to complain that teenagers are indifferent and inarticulate about their faith, and that while they seem to believe in God, they don't have a drive to make others do so. Kenda Creasy Dean, author of "Almost Christian," has become a self-appointed crusader to raise awareness about this new horrible threat to our children. She particularly raises concern that teenagers are "inarticulate" about their faith. She raises several other points, which if you want to know more about you can view the CNN article here or perhaps her book, but from what I gleaned after reading the former was that her argument basically boils down to the following statement:
Many teens are practicing a religion that motivates them to be kind, compassionate, and willing to help other people. It has moved them to volunteer their time at various charities, treat others with respect, and generally be more self-aware with regards to their own adherence to a moral code. However, they are losing the dogma and specific rules that really make Christianity what it is. They aren't "witnessing" to spread their faith to others. They're even skipping church! We need to stop the proliferation of this pretender to the throne!
And an article detailing this "threat" made the front page of cnn.com
The good news is that if the study can be believed, this "pretender religion" is actually the dominant form of worship among American teens. If that's true, I think there's hope for this country yet.
Aparrently, an "impostor" to proper Christianity has risen up, which the study calls "moralistic therapeutic deism." According to this study, teens across the country say they are Christians, believe they are Christians, but in reality, they "that God simply wanted them to feel good and do good." Scandalous!
The study goes on to complain that teenagers are indifferent and inarticulate about their faith, and that while they seem to believe in God, they don't have a drive to make others do so. Kenda Creasy Dean, author of "Almost Christian," has become a self-appointed crusader to raise awareness about this new horrible threat to our children. She particularly raises concern that teenagers are "inarticulate" about their faith. She raises several other points, which if you want to know more about you can view the CNN article here or perhaps her book, but from what I gleaned after reading the former was that her argument basically boils down to the following statement:
Many teens are practicing a religion that motivates them to be kind, compassionate, and willing to help other people. It has moved them to volunteer their time at various charities, treat others with respect, and generally be more self-aware with regards to their own adherence to a moral code. However, they are losing the dogma and specific rules that really make Christianity what it is. They aren't "witnessing" to spread their faith to others. They're even skipping church! We need to stop the proliferation of this pretender to the throne!
And an article detailing this "threat" made the front page of cnn.com
The good news is that if the study can be believed, this "pretender religion" is actually the dominant form of worship among American teens. If that's true, I think there's hope for this country yet.
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