Saturday, July 28, 2007

You can't get there from here...


... but you can get here from there. The latest sometimes puzzling, and occasionally disturbing, keyword searches that brought visitors to my shores.
  • yakmas

  • badger recipes

  • zipit july 2007

  • audiovoyant

  • badger recipe

  • wrath

  • staceys jamboree

  • kay watt

  • stacey's country jamboree

  • jonathan coulton's i feel fantastic

  • smoke from the engine block mazda 626

  • here comes treble

  • squeaky trampoline

  • rudolph reindeer santa attention deficit disorder

  • sheilas arse

Friday, July 27, 2007

Out of focus


I am annoyed!


I ordered new eyeglasses three weeks ago and was told they'd arrive in two weeks, which would have been July 18. They have to be sent to a lab in Winnipeg. Do not ask why. That's where the lab is that this optical outlet uses. I ask them to call my cell phone when the glasses arrive.


July 18. The single vision "computer" glasses arrive, just as ordered and promised. No bifocals. It's a more challenging prescription. Okay.


July 23. I call and am immediately told (no checking done by clerk) the bifocals still aren't in. Grrr.


July 25. 3:30 p.m. I call again as I'll be in the mall at 7:00 p.m. for a dental appointment and it would be convenient to be able to pick up the glasses while I'm there. I'm told that they're still not it, but as the courier hasn't arrived yet, I should call in in case they're in today's delivery. GRRR.


July 25. 8:00 p.m. I go to the optical outlet. I manage, though one side of my jaw has been anaesthetized into near paralysis, to inform them of who I am and what I'm looking for. Without so much as glancing anywhere, the clerk tells me that no, the glasses are not in, but the courier brought an extra large delivery today that hasn't all been processed. I should call back tomorrow afternoon. GRRRR!!!!


July 26. 3:30 p.m. I call again. Yes! The glasses are there. I am informed that a message was left on my home phone on... July 24th advising of this fact. July 24th. As in the day before the day I was told twice that my glasses weren't in yet. I rarely check my home voice mail, as anyone who knows me calls my cell. Especially those who were specifically asked to call it! GRRRR!!!!


July 25. 5:30 p.m. I go to the mall AGAIN. This is my only reason for going. I have no need of another trip to the mall. I am hungry. It is suppertime. My house is no more than 10 mins away from the office by car, but I drive for 15 minutes in the opposite direction to go BACK to the mall for the second time in less than 24 hours.
I luck into having the manager (who is a lovely person whose patient discussion of my optical needs before I was even ready to order glasses is the main reason I went to this place) serve me. I tell him my name, he turns around to a cupboard behind the counter and plucks out my glasses in a matter of seconds. He was standing in the same spot as the clerk last night when she informed me the glasses weren't there.


I blink. I say, "Is that where you keep the newly arrived glasses?" Upon receiving an answer in the affirmative, I say, "I ask because.... " and I describe the poor customer service I have received to date, how no one I spoke to previously even took 10 seconds to check to see if the glasses were there, and how disappointed I am in it and how I will not be able to recommend this place to any of my friends. He is suitably apologetic. Thanks me for letting him know some of his staff are not giving the top-notch service he would desire.


I leave the outlet. On my way back to my car, I check the glasses by looking around very carefully to test how clearly I can see at various ranges and am pleased to find that the grind seems to be quite suited to my needs. Bifocals are persnickety things and sometimes take several frame adjustments, or even a regrind of the lens before they are suitable.


About halfway to my car, I take off the glasses and look at them again.


And that's when I notice that the lab has neglected to polish the edges of the lens. You see, these are rimless glasses. Normally, you don't see the edges of the lenses and they can leave them as rough as they please. But rimless glasses look much, much nicer if they polish the edges to a shine. Especially when they're relatively thick, as mine are. Especially if you have paid $25 extra for the service... So, not only are the staff too lazy to check to see if glasses have arrived, they are also too lazy to check them against the invoice to ensure they are as ordered.


So... back I go... The glasses have to go back to the lab in Winnipeg...


I am assured that this will not take very long at all...


It certainly won't take as long as it will before I ever go back to this particular optical outlet!

Monday, July 23, 2007

Instant rainbow

After a day of rain and very dark skies, at sunset the clouds began to break up and the light became this amazing golden colour that made everything look magical and I looked out the window just in time to see a rainbow.

On the other hand, Ricardipus has thrown down the gauntlet by insinuating that I shall be insulting his IM skills. I shall do no such thing. I am, however, miffed that I didn't get to go to Wallyworld. Some kids have all the fun.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Memories

This reminds me of my kids as they were both Zelda addicts (me? Oh, no... um... )

Saturday, July 14, 2007

My poor heart skips a beat...

Mr. Wing and I are of a mind

"I don't get piercings.
My generation didn't pierce much.
We had to make due with the holes God gave us.
There are nine of them.
I counted.
Most of them are rather disgusting.
So it never occured to me to ask someone to put more holes in my body.
From which to hang a shiny bauble.
To catch the light... "
~John Wing
Festival of Funny
CBC Radio 1
He waxed equally hilariously on tattos and their placement and the likely actual meaning of "Chinese" symbols...
"It means, peace and love and harmony."
"Sure it does. But are you sure? It might mean 'wide load'."
He also did an entertaining bit about low-rise jeans.
"I have a leaky pipe in my house. Could you come on Monday? Oh... sorry... I saw a flash of crack and thought you were a plumber..."
Of course, he said much more than that, but that's all I can remember. Cut me some slack. I'm old and have a bad memory.
After all,
I only have ear piercings...
[Speaking of holes and spaces, anyone else having problems with the line spacing in Blugger? This isn't how I'd have this post look, but I'm tired of messing around with enter and shift+enter.]




Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Larf? I thought I'd die

Via Flickr, Wonderferret introduced me to: BBC Radio 4 - I Haven't A Clue Veh, veh funny game-type show. The episode I listened to tonight began with word definitions:

tadpole - a bit Polish
bigamist - more fog
AWOL - a dyslexic owl
stifle - full of pigs

Just the kind of silly wordplay that's right up my alley. And it got even better after that. You should check it out.

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Monday, July 09, 2007

Anuna - Blue Bird

Quite In-dee-fat-ee-gable!

Friday, July 06, 2007

Here comes treble

I are a












mu·sic*
Pronunciation: 'myü-zik
Function: noun
Usage: often attributive
Etymology: Middle English musik, from Anglo-French musike, from Latin musica, from Greek mousikE any art presided over by the Muses, especially music, from feminine of mousikos of the Muses, from Mousa Muse

1 a : the science or art of ordering tones or sounds in succession, in combination, and in temporal relationships to produce a composition having unity and continuity b : vocal, instrumental, or mechanical sounds having rhythm, melody, or harmony


geek*
Pronunciation: 'gEk
Function: noun
Etymology: probably from English dialect geek, geck fool, from Low German geck, from Middle Low German

1 : a carnival performer often billed as a wild man whose act usually includes biting the head off a live chicken or snake


2 : a person often of an intellectual bent who is disliked


3 : an enthusiast or expert especially in a technological field or activity

Live chickens!?! Now we're talkin'



*Definitions from Miriam Webster Online

Zip it! Zip it good...

Veh, veh busy at a music festival. No time to blog, but here, for your televisual enjoyment is a favourite clip.