Also...

The Steve Wilkos Show...

An opportunity for a tall bald man to yell at people who deserve yelling at yet we wonder why THAT guy gets to.

Edit:

Oh I get it.
It's supposed to be like the Morton Downey Jr. Show meets WWF meets....oh holy shit.

Seriously. I have no idea what they're talking about now. All I know is Steve just randomly challenged some guy to say something bad about the Marine Corps and now he's letting him punch him.

So, we're just supposed sit here and watch 2 grown men NOT punch each other.

Good God.

This episode is literally called "Steve Explodes 2".
Tomorrow is Prostitute Amnesty.

I would also like to add that the "Clapper", the device that eliminates the need for light-switches, has a new feature. A remote control. That you can "mount in your favorite easy to reach place".
So...a light switch.

Oh Maury....

I love being home sick.

I've discovered that nothing profane is never actually said on the The Maury Pauvich Show. They just randomly bleep stuff out to make it seem that way. They bleep out MAURY for God's sake. What? Is Maury dropping F-Bombs on national TV?

I wonder...for reals.

Damn you Nyquil.

NFL Quarterback...

...or cast member of Slapshot?

NFL Quarterback?

Dirty Hippie or Just Wicker Park Emo....

You decide.

Either way, his attitude around getting to play this coming Monday sucks.
And it may be a window into why he hasn't played thus far.

So, let's see what Panic at the Disco does this weekend.

Comcast Eats Babies And Rapes Old People

K, so all that time I spent on the phone today?

For nothing.

I was told that "the legal department would be contacting me."
Nope.
I have to dispute everything through my bank.

And, I'm no closer to being able to access my bill online.

I'm cancelling my service just as soon as I find a company that actually does me the courtesy of some KY while it fucks me up the ass.

FUCK COMCAST

Ok, so, this morning, I get set to pay all my bills. Which, is a little easier now that I've got a little more of a grasp on what the hell my finances are doing from day to day.

Well.

I go online to pay my Comcast bill.

I can't get online because of some weird glitch that's telling me that my password is incorrect.
No problem, I'll just call. That way, I can pay my bill and get this glitch taken care of all at once.

I get the cursory automated voice:

You're balance is....

0.00.

Wait... what?

"Payment posted on December 2, in the amount of 208.13."

WHAT????

So, I get on the phone with one useless person after another and finally someone who tells me "that someone, I'm not saying YOU, set up an auto-pay for you." Nope. Never did it.

Ever.

And my favorite part? The "calming techniques" they're using now.

3 times I've been told
"I understand that you are frustrated and angry. But there's only so much, I personally can do."

Oh, I see. So, now, basically, the protocol is to play possum and throw the COMPANY under the bus. That doesn't help.
I had one guy try to talk me out of doing anything about it.
Well, your account IS at zero ma'am. And honestly, from experience with this (oh, this has happened before???) is that you're going to have to fill out a form and it will take up to a week to process."

Hi, stop telling me how much of a pain in the ass this is going to be and just get it done.
"ok, well, ma'am, I can't do that as I'm not authorized to do it."
YOU ARE STEALING FROM PEOPLE.
"Well, I'M not stealing from you personally, ma'am."

Incredible.

So, I've been on hold now for about 10 minutes.
Fuck Comcast.

I Cut My Hair Today, Oh Boy...

Well, actually, Friday.

4/12 inches. Gone. I can't wait for it to grow back.
I did it because I can't leave the house anymore with a wet head, and the way it was before, it took an hour to blow dry. Now it takes 15 minutes. But, I'm not crazy about the cut. It's a weird cross between Kirsten Dunst in the first Spiderman, Sally Field circa Steel Magnolias, and David Cassidy.
Sigh.
Everyone says they love it.
Meh.
I have bangs.

Oh, and I got to play at the Hideout with the new band. That was a big surprise...hopefully I'll get some pictures up soon. I'll tell you, the last 3 songs were the coolest when I got to strap on (I said strap on) my guitar and play...the energy in the room changed. Must be something about a chick and a guitar.