This is why I enjoy having a job that doesn't translate into everyday life. I feel so bad for my computer major friends, they work all week with computers, then their family just expects them to be their personal on call IT guy, and think that a thank you is all the payment they need. I go to them for help too, but at least I have the common decency to give them booze, and it helps that I'm not a COMPLETE moron with computers. Slightly relevant Oatmeal comic.
I'm never drinking heavily again. This hangover is ridiculous. Over 40 hours from my last drink and yet I still can't hold food down properly. I wasn't even that drunk god-damnit. On the upside I did take a roadtrip to Archer City, Texas to check out Larry McMurtry's bookstore Booked Up. It was fucking awesome. I'm not really into fine, rare, scholarly books, but it was still cool to see. Unfortunately I only visited 2 buildings (of the 4) before I punished the Allsups bathroom down the road and headed out. If you are in/near north Texas I highly recommend checking it out.
My parents run a real estate brokerage. I went to visit them at the office years ago, and of course everybody knew me as "son of the bosses who's a computer geek". The number of requests I got from everyone in the office to "just take a quick look at this" was insane. Printer drivers, malware, etc. Luckily, I'm not shy, so I said, "nope". They took it personally, and quite a few were pissed off at me. Never mind the fact that I'm a moron when it comes to Windows; don't use it regularly, and don't consider myself any kind of Windows expert or admin. So in reply I began asking them if they'd sell my house for me for free? The look of indignation was almost comedic, and universal. Most got the point I was making. My parents did, as that year for Christmas they got me a couple of these: Spoiler To this day, my folks know that they can call me any time with issues they have, but for business shit I won't help. I'll offer advice on what they should do, but I won't do it. Instead, I interviewed some "tech squad" types for them and picked the one I'd want doing my shit. The same guy has been on retainer and done monthly maintenance for them for almost 6 years now I think. They get the dedicated attention and professionalism they need for their business, and I get to be bug-free. That, and my new brother-in-law IS one of those Windows admin types, and can't say "no". Sucks to be him, great for me.
I am puppysitting and it is awesome. Spoiler This weekend has been great so far... sex, guns, beer and watching the lil shit scramble after a tennis ball in the backyard.
So I've been drinking all afternoon and I thought of something. Imagine being cryogenically frozen for a 150 years. Then when you thaw out and you check your Facebook profile and Twitter account, there's zero activity because all of your Facebook friends and Twitter followers are dead. I just bummed myself out.
If I'm ever frozen and wake up 150 years in the future, and the first thing I do is check Facebook, it means I'm already dead on the inside.
Fry looks like an older Scootah. Gay marriage is cool and all, but I'm looking forward to the inevitable cultural backslide that leads to bestiality, because I want to fuck the hell out of a dolphin someday. Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh!
Even worse, what the fuck would you do? The average 8th grader would be able to kick your ass in pretty much any job related skill. It would be like if a very adept abacus user was to wake up today, sorry dude, we have spreadsheets now. Here's a mop, go clean the men's room. You'd be significantly worse with technology than an eighty year old today. With that hole on their back it's like they're asking for it.
Me too! Spoiler I'm drunk because I've been at the pool all day drinking beer. Been a great day. I for some reason haven't been posting much at all lately, but The Girlfriend is in Vegas so I will be sitting and drinking for the rest of the night and posting here. It's about time I get back to it. Edit: Oh fuck yes, Command is on.
Just finished the Toronto City Chase. Getting drunk now. My ass hurts from all the running (probably around 12k).
I'd support myself by charging a fee to give speeches at universities about what life was like in the 21st century. I'd sell some of the shit I was frozen with because it'd be valuable antiques. Since culture surely will continue to decline I'd get on some 22nd century reality tv shows too. Then I'd parley that d-list fame into bigger and better things from there. Gotta think outside the box, Frank.
This would working assuming you're the only one they freeze. You. Do you think out of all the people they could pick, you would be the one and only? Bitch, please.
If that's the case then they'd have plans for integrating thawees back into society by providing training & support until I became self-sufficient, otherwise they wouldn't bother thawing me in the first place. Failing that, I just need to head over to the nearest bank and withdraw the funds that have been gaining interest for the past 150 years. 50k at a mere 3% over inflation compounded for that long is about 4.5 million dollars. Who's the bitch now, smart guy?