6/29/2005 01:50:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|First it should be said that a tire guy is the lowest common denominator when it comes to auto repair technicians. He is the most useless and incapable of all the techs. Dont believe his lies. Today I went to Discount Tire to get 2 new tires, 5 new rims and 20 new lug nuts to be put on The Green Fever. The reason for all this is that I had 1 tire that is completely bald, 4 rims that are so old they wont make a good seal with the tires which constantly need to be filled with air and about 4 different style lug nuts of all shapes and sizes (including missing). The plan was to put the 2 new tires on 2 of the new rims and then onto the front of my car. Then they were to put the 3 tires that werent beyond use on the other three rims. The 2 best of which would be put on the rear of my car and the 5th in the trunk so I would have a full size spare. I explained this all to the gentleman who was helping me and reviewed my desires with him 3 times. Satisfied that my demands would be met, Ugly Kid and I went to McDonalds for some lunch. We ate our lunch (and I must say we got decent service), and then waited for them to call and say we could get The Green Fever. In no time flat they called and said The Green Fever was ready. There was only one problem. They, despite the fact that their inventory said that they had 7, only had 1 of the tires I wanted. But they put a loner tire on and I can stop in tomorrow and have the correct tire put on. A little bit of a hassle but all in all not to bad. We go. Ugly Kid drops me off and I go in to get my key. The guy at the counter asks me to pay and I tell him that I already did. Not convinced he checks with the other guy and he explains that, much to his dismay, I am not a liar. He gives me my receipt and key and I leave. As Im walking to the car I think to myself, Id better check to make sure that they put the right tires on all the rims. New tire on the front left, good. Loner tire on the front right, ok. Good shape old tire on the back left, good. Good shape tire on the back right, good. Open the trunk, wait, what? Check inside passenger compartment, huh? Check trunk again, WHAT THE FUCK? Storm back into the store. "Is there something I can do for you?" Says the poor unsuspecting tire man. "Yeah, you can tell me where my other tire is!" I reply. Stay calm, stay calm. Simple mistakes are easier fixed when you stay calm. He then takes me into the shop and asks if its one of those, pointing to my 2 old tires still on their original rims. I explain to him that, yes it is one of those and kick the one it is, and that it is supposed to be on a new rim and in my trunk. We go back into the showroom and get out the receipt. The receipt says I only paid for 4. I explain that I told the other guy 3 times exactly what I wanted and he repeated it back to me and told me that the price on this receipt was what I was going to have to pay to have that done. “Heres what we can do for you. I can give you a 5th rim at our cost.” At this point there was a crowd of 5 tire guys hovering around and its time to get the anger out. I told them that I had no intention of paying another cent to fix their 2nd mistake today on this 1 ticket. After a little talking between them they realized that I was not a happy person and that something needed to be done if they ever hoped to receive any money from me before the end of human existence. Fortunately for them, they made the right decision and said that they would give me the rim for free. Little did they know that had they not come to that very conclusion, they would have been taking all the new rims and tires off my car, putting my old ones back on and giving me my money back. Hopefully tomorrow will be much better and I wont feel compelled to kill any of the much deserving tire guys I encounter. If I do kill any of them youll hear about it here first.|W|P|112002823988936726|W|P|Came in from a rainy Thursday|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/29/2005 03:13:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|now that is a blog post.

good one.

everywhere you go, someone is trying to pull one over on you. everywhere. like that guy who said you didn't give him his change.

"In this life, it's not what you hope for, it's not what you deserve - it's what you take." -Frank T.J. Mackey6/28/2005 12:54:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|I know the time stamp says its the 28th but its still the 27th to me. That being said I would like to wish my wife a happy birthday.|W|P|111993460330153735|W|P|Happy Birthday|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/28/2005 01:01:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|you just narrowly missed being beaten with an ice skate.

whew!6/27/2005 02:16:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Very clever Shedu, very clever indeed. You caught me in another typing error. Now, I know Im just as guilty of nitpicking as the next guy. I think its time for all this nitpicking about each others grammar, spelling and punctuation to end. On the same token everyone should also take additional steps to ensure that their blogs arent so blatantly deserving of such comments. One thing Im going to do is spell check all my posts with Word from now on.|W|P|111989697183050259|W|P|The World I Know|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/28/2005 12:43:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|your attempt to incite anger is tired and useless. but, then, you already knew that.

if you'd like to discuss writing style or how to go about blogging more than once every week, i'd be more than happy to help you with those issues.6/26/2005 11:46:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Today my wife and I went to see the musical Peter Pan. My inlaws invited us, paid for the tickets and dinner afterwards and I must it was worth every penny. I dont know that Id ever go and see a musical on my own (or more importantly with my own money) but we all had a lot of fun. If youre ever given the opportunity to see Peter Pan take it.|W|P|111984455747207628|W|P|Peter Pan|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/25/2005 07:33:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|I have it set so that every time I get a comment on this blog it gets emailed to me. Its sent to my Google account which then searches the email and determines which of its millions of adds would correspond with it. It decided that Katohaters comment to my last post: 99% of the time your comments are better than the posts they are commenting on. it's a fact, jack. ask will. he knows. warranted this add: Sponsored Links The Psychic Knows All Nonsense, you say? An Aff Psychic It Just May Be Your Answer; Try It! psychicjohnedwards.com Now Im pretty certain that I dont have any idea why that add would apply to that email. I do know that Katos comment couldnt be farther from the truth though.|W|P|111974291833625128|W|P|She sits alone by her lamp post|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/26/2005 03:38:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|alright, alright. it's 100% of the time.

i just didn't want to hurt the jew's feelings. he tries so hard. and gets so far. but in the end he doesn't even matter.

also, i don't want to be too nitpicky, but, um, "ad" is a shortened form of advertisement, whereas "add" is something you do with numbers to get a sum.

put that in your calculator and smoke it! (cackle cackle)6/25/2005 03:55:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|I decided to add the Jews blog to my links. I did this mostly because I comment on it almost every time he posts and my comments are worth reading. Theres a new blog in the works. Follow the Road Rage link to check it out.|W|P|111968624205019719|W|P|New Links|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/25/2005 03:48:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|99% of the time your comments are better than the posts they are commenting on.

it's a fact, jack.

ask will. he knows.6/24/2005 04:04:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|I was going to 'audio blog' this last night but my anger got distracted. That means youll just have to read it. I delivered a pizza (or actually 3) to 1 of our regulars last night. She had a check in hand when she opened the door so I asked if it had her drivers license and phone number one it. She smiled and replied "Of course it does". Then she chuckles as if were best friends reminiscing about getting kicked out of FST in highschool. "Ive been doing this for too long if you couldnt tell." At this point it should be said that this woman weighed at least 300 pounds. Another thing that should be mentioned is that in all the times Ive delivered the 3 pizzas and breadsticks to her Ive never seen another person in her apartment. Somehow I managed to say "Looks like you have" without bursting into laughter. Well, no laughing until I got to the elevator anyway.|W|P|111964439651248114|W|P|Theres a giant box of candy!|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/24/2005 10:56:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|did she tip you?6/22/2005 11:59:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Today I finished reading The Magicians Nephew. Though it was the 6th book in the Chronicles of Narnia series to be written it is the 1st in the story line. This story tells us all about the creation of Narnia. Its interesting enough but there isnt much that happens. Certainly no boobs or explosions.|W|P|111950033849610706|W|P|The Magicians Nephew|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/21/2005 12:15:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Im going to go about this as my friends would. Self defense Shedubeard style. (Pretend I did it on purpose.) According to Merriam Webster, the word shin comes from the Middle English word shine. Hence why I spelled the plural "shines". And just to prove that Im not the only one who uses it this way read this. Self defense Ugly Kid style. (Confusion.) Why are you blaming me. Self defense Jew style. (Denial) It was broken when I got here. Self defense Katohater style. (Google did it so it cant be wrong.) Dont you know that Blogger is owned by Google. Therefore everything about it is superior to everything else in the world. And since they are superior in every way there is no possibility that the spell checker could be wrong. And if you disagree with me on any of these points then you are a terrorist and traitor to the nation of Google. All hail Google. Microsoft is The Great Satan. When all is said and done I had originally spelled shins without the e but the spell checker didnt recognize it and Im such a bad speller that I just assumed that I was wrong. At this point it should be said that the spell checker said I spelled defense, Google and Blogger wrong this time around. I checked with Merriam Webster about defense and they agreed with me.|W|P|111937347719851506|W|P|A brief word on 'shines'|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/21/2005 04:01:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|that blogger spell checker sucks.

what sucks worse, though, is when people don't learn how to spell, then blame their inadequacy on a piece of software.

and while some of what you say is absolutely true, you choose to ignore the most obvious contradiction.

i don't use blogger. i use wordpress, which has nothing to do with google whatsoever. when given the option to use google blogging software or another one, i chose the one that could do what i needed it to do. not the google one.

maybe you should find the blogging software with the best spell checker.6/22/2005 01:19:00 AM|W|P| David|W|P|Infidel!6/22/2005 01:26:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|i knew you'd say that.

my beard doesn't like you anymore.6/22/2005 08:31:00 PM|W|P| David|W|P|I admitted my fault. The blame has been accurately placed.6/20/2005 02:23:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Its time I confronted what happened Friday night. Most of you know I deliver pizzas for a living. Kato has often spoken about his experiences in the same profession. However, nothing like the night Im about to describe has ever been told. Act 1: Candy Machine Man. About half way through a rather slow night I delivered a pizza to a woman in one of the nicer hotels in our area. As Im walking through the hall, pizza in hand, a man says, 'Hey, thats my pizza'. This happens all the time so to verify that hes a liar I ask him what room hes staying in. He says, 'the room that pizzas going to'. Growing irritated at his little game I ask what number. '108' he replies. 108 was not my destination, I was headed for 112. I explain that 108 is not the room that ordered the pizza, wished him a nice day, turned and started walking down the hall. This was not the end of our encounter for him though. He decided to follow me down the hall shouting things at me. 'Let me get one piece.' 'Ill pay you for it.' 'Cmon man Im hungry.' You get the point. As we pass his room he slows down. I arrive at room 112, which is only 2 rooms away from my new friends room. He sees me stop and knock on the door and decides to come over. 'Im going to see whos in this room. Maybe my neighbor will give me a piece' Not sure what to do, I stand there silently hoping that this customer stepped out to get some pop, a movie or an assault rifle of some kind. Much to my, and her, dismay she was there. She opened the door and before I could ask 'hows it going tonight', my friend (who is standing right over my shoulder at this time) busted in with, 'Hi neighbor, Im over in 108 and was wondering if I could get a slice of that pizza.' I want you to count to 1, now take the amount of time that it took you to do that and divided it by about 64 and thats about how long the next set of events to elapse. The woman looked at my friend, looked at me frightenedly, grabbed the pizza and slammed the door. Not a word was said. At this point my friend must have gotten board (there wasnt a chance that he realized that he made an ass out of himself) because he decided to return to his room. Im left alone, standing outside this womans room, not sure if Im going to be given any money. If I am given money, should I even accept it. The woman returns a couple minutes later and as she opens the door peeks her head out and looks around. She sees that Im alone now and hands me the money. I apologize and she closes the door. Act 2: Booze and Bath towels. A man staying in the nicest hotel in our delivery area calls to order a pizza. He tells the CSR that hes so drunk that he doesnt care whats on the pizza. I have to deliver to this man. A quick word about drunk people who order pizza. More often than not, they are a drivers dream customer. The only bad thing about them is that they want to talk to you but on the plus side they are easy to distract so its not hard to end a conversation. The best thing is that they almost always tip. And when they do tip they tip very well. You might have to endure a couple minutes of everyone shuffling around currency and trying to do simple math in their heads but theyll quickly become frustrated with this task and give you all the money in their hand. So I jump into the Green Fever, pizza in hand and head down the road to a very nice hotel and a drunk man who doesnt care whats on his pizza. I go through the lobby and head down the hall. There are 2 guys using the sitting area for its intended purpose and one of them says, 'hey what room you goin to?' In return I ask, 'what room are you staying in?' '114' he says. 'Thats not me' I reply. I was heading to room 334. Satisfied that this encounter was over, I turned and headed down the hall again. As Im walking the other guy gets up and runs up next to me and says, 'thats for one of my buddies, Im going to see if theyll give me a piece. You know how we do it.' WHAT THE FUCK. Why do people insist of following me everytime I go to a hotel. If they want pizza why dont they just order their own. 'Man youre really walking fast.' Says my second new friend of the day. 'Im in a hurry' I reply. As I approach the elevator my friend slows down. He then turns and says to the guy sitting in the sitting area, 'hes going upstairs, thats not one of ours.' The elevator door shuts and Im alone again. The elevator door opens and I walk over to room 334 and knock. A minute later I knock again only slightly louder this time. Still no answer. Odds are this person has fallen asleep or passed out. This means that its time to bring out the "police knock". This involves both fist and foot in a coordinated pounding rhythm. As Im finishing my knock (a knock that in the past has awoken many people in neighboring rooms)a toweled man opens the door. 'Sorry, I was in the shower.' 'Not a problem sir, heres your food and your total is $18.' 'I can write a check, right?' 'Sure can. Just make sure it has your drivers license and phone number on it.' Writing checks proves to be difficult for sober people so you can imagine how hard it was for this man. A couple minutes later, he comes back to the door. Fortunately for me I was looking at the floor at this time. Its a long walk from the desk in the back of the hotel room to the door and during this journey this gentleman, check in hand, forgot that he was only wearing a towel. At that point he was no longer wearing a towel. Im certain I was looking at the floor because all I could see was the mans shines and towel covered feet and ankles. In the amount of time it took the woman at the last hotel to take her pizza this man, who up until now had displayed no need or desire for speed, bent over and picked his towel up. The check was made out for $25. $7 tip. I left feeling very dirty. Act 3: You scared the shit out of the pizza man. There is an apartment complex about 2 miles away from our store that we deliver to quite often. Its not the nicest complex in town but its certainly not the worst either. I arrive at the apartment and knock on the door. A woman answers and there were two other women sitting on the couch and at least one other man sitting out of site in the room. I was delivering 4 pizzas and an order of breadsticks. Anyone whos ever delivered pizzas knows that this size order is not easy to get out of a pizza bag in one attempt so I first gave the woman the breadsticks, than I pulled two of the pizzas out of the bag and she put the breadsticks on them and then took them from me. While I was getting the last to pizzas out and telling her the total ($27 and some change) she was attempting to hand the other two pizzas to one of the other people. None of them would get up. 'Get up and grab these.' They sat silently. It should be stated at this point that these pizzas arrived at this apartment less than 5 minutes after they came out of the oven so they were very hot. So hot in fact that this woman started freaking out. 'Get yo ass up and take these pizzas' she screamed at the top of her lungs. 'Look at you stupid bitches sitting there.' 'You dont take these pizzas you aint eatin.' In the end she dropped the pizzas and they were laughing. This blog cant do this woman justice. Ive never been so afraid of some one who wasnt me in my life. Then she turned to me, took the other 2 pizzas and in the calmest voice Ive ever heard asked me how much the pizza was. I told her and she handed me $30. She turned, yelled at the people in the room a little bit and set the pizzas on the ground. I got $2 out for her change and handed it to her. The said thank you and as I started walking away, she grabbed my hand and put the $2 in it. I thanked her and went to my car. As I got into the car I could still hear her yelling, the girls laughing and the guy saying 'You scared the shit out of the pizza guy'.|W|P|111929651792246374|W|P|Did you call your mom today?|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/20/2005 05:20:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|you saw that naked guy's "shines?"

ewwwww.6/20/2005 05:23:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|also, i consider your blog post title to be a "female parental unit" joke and therefore i have put a bounty out on your knee.

you can run, but you can't hide.6/21/2005 01:09:00 AM|W|P| David|W|P|Its a quote so you can mind your own bees wax Boba Fett.6/21/2005 01:39:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|i haven't heard that quote before.

we need a ruling.

you can't hide behind quotations forever.6/18/2005 02:47:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|According to this, which I found here, Ive got a little work to do. I think one of the most important rule is #5. Im not afraid of saying something that will offend my family, friends or coworkers. I just think they would rather not have everyone else read what I might say since they also know them. To that Im saying this: If you dont want to be offended, dont read my blog, because it might happen. Im to tired to think now. Im going to bed. The spell checker said "The document contains no data" so if theres spelling mistakes suck it. It worked when I tried it a 3rd time. You should still suck it though.|W|P|111907757841699313|W|P|In the Arms of Sleep|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/15/2005 12:36:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|Today I went out and did something I havent done in years. I bought a book. I picked up The Chronicles of Narnia.|W|P|111881052501809097|W|P|Im not scared|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/14/2005 12:52:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|Today I received my "Final Grade Report" from M-Tech. I got an A. From what I gather this was a pass or fail type class because the only official grade that I received during the class was a glorious D- on the test. The rest was all lab work and didnt have and letter grade associated with it. In the end all that matters is that I passed.|W|P|111872513091362108|W|P|Way to much crystallization|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/09/2005 01:43:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|We have a new tournament scheduled. You can read all about it here. Theres also a link to it in the menu.|W|P|111833910998009572|W|P|64tacos Mario Kart Tournament 5|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/08/2005 02:11:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|A few of you may have noticed that your inbox got blown up during the last hour. Thats because Ive been putting date on the calendar and inviting you to things. If you didnt get the invitation check your junk mail. If its not there then you probably werent invited. If you think you should have gotten one but didnt let me know and Ill see what happened. It might be as simple as me not having your current e-mail address.|W|P|111821143125955998|W|P|Waitin at the station for a bus|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/07/2005 02:54:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|Were back from camping. The weather was beautiful. For the most part it only rained while we were sleeping. We didnt really do anything, which is the point. We sat around and walked the dogs. We walked the campsite, in the woods and in the lake. We also burned a lot of trees. 5 whole trees and some parts of other trees. Last but not least we ate. We didnt eat as much as we usually do but we definitely ate our share. Good times were had by all.|W|P|111817092729506950|W|P|Cool kids never have the time|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/03/2005 10:08:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|In a few hours we will be leaving for Young State Park for 4 days and 3 nights of camping. Hopefully Katohater will forgive me for not posting during that time period.|W|P|111780778739633018|W|P|Fred Bear|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/03/2005 04:19:00 PM|W|P| katohater|W|P|oh boy, i'm not going to be able to read 2-3 sentences of drivel each day. whatever will i do with my time?

1. paint a picture of a dying seagull, being eaten by a flock of seagulls, singing "and i ran, i ran so far away/ i just ran, i ran all night and day/ i couldn't get away."

2. imagine myself playing 'nights' on the sega saturn while enjoying the dense atmosphere of saturn's fifteenth known satellite 'titan.'

3. go play frisbee golf.6/02/2005 11:21:00 PM|W|P|David|W|P|The only thing worse than watching Batman Forever is watching Batman Forever on TBS Movie Extra. Every commercial break they say something stupid about what just happened in the movie. The last comment was, "Gotta love that Batmobile."|W|P|111776958580196474|W|P|No I Dont!|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/01/2005 01:01:00 AM|W|P|David|W|P|What do Stephen Colbert, Mark Tremonti and Vin Diesel have in common? Click here to find out.|W|P|111760308143047316|W|P|Gotta Play|W|P|stemshul@gmail.com6/01/2005 02:30:00 AM|W|P| katohater|W|P|you learn something new every day.