Odd Bits - The Cheesy Edition

Just a couple of odds and ends to cover today; in fact, this post may be entirely free of significant content.

Milestone Alert

We hit a milestone here at the old D-fish blog, but I never got around to mentioning it.  But back on October 15^th, we rolled the old “hit odometer” over to 100,000 hits. 

OK, so I missed capturing the moment by a couple of hits.

First off, I should probably thank Mom and Dad for 80,000 of them, and comment spammers for another 15,000.  No wait… those spammers never show up on the stats page.

Anyway, if you’re reading this now, thank you for any past contributions, and to contributing toward the next 100K.

Bright Collage Days

I meant to do this back when I summarized my famous “Summer of Bluz,” but I still had a couple of events still to come.  But here, in collage form, are the tickets from every sports or entertainment event I attended in 2014.

 Click to embiggen, if you wish.

Now maybe someday, if I’m ever sufficiently motivated, I’ll recreate this kind of thing in a photo album, rather than keeping them all clipped together in a cigar box, which I can no longer even shut.  See, it’s not just full with this year’s tickets… I have ticket stubs going back to the 80s.  I wouldn’t just be doing a page or two of ticket collage, I’d have to do like 30.

Which means I’m much more likely to go find a bigger cigar box.

An Admiral’s Work is Never Done

As you may also recall, the bulk of my job is managing our company’s fleet of cars.  Technically, I am the Fleet Manager, but I prefer Admiral of the Fleet.

As such, our parent company’s other Fleet Managers and I have been evaluating a new car to possibly replace our current model.  A couple of us have been given approval to test drive the proposed model for a couple of days, to formulate an educated opinion.

Because I had a couple of days off, (last Friday, and today), I figured that made a good span of time to check out the car.  They worked through a car rental company, a branch of which happens to be about 5 minutes from my place.

So on Friday, I went out to the branch and they took me out to what would be my car for the weekend, a brand new 2015 Chevy Malibu.  The car rental rep and I walked around the car, checking for pre-existing dings and dents, but all I could comprehend was a single thought repeating endlessly in my skull.  I finally spit it out to the rep…

“But… but… it’s PURPLE!”

Sure, the car was a real beauty, but how could I possibly drive a purple car??  Purple is the color of the despised Baltimore Ravens.  I wouldn’t even let Pinky have purple towels in the bathroom here.  I have a reputation to think of!

And even more importantly, I hadn’t had a chance to work out the mojo implications of driving a purple car for the weekend.  I’d have to think of various counter-charms and reverse mojo, in order to counteract the bad vibes.

Lucky for me, the Ratbirds were on a bye last weekend, so that removed half my worry.  The Steelers played last night, and scored a 4^th quarter comeback win over the Titans.  I figure that if I hadn’t had the purple car, they probably would have won more convincingly.  Good thing the car was a lighter purple than the Rats wear.  A dead-on match might have spelled disaster.

So this is what my life has come to… agonizing over game-day mojo.  But what else would I expect from this wheezy, cheesy life?