Dodge Crabbait II

I can’t remember the name of the Dodge that we’re renting.  I keep calling it a Cobalt, which is wrong, it isn’t Cobalt, that’s a Chevy.  I think it starts with a ‘C’ but it doesn’t matter, because pretty much anything I come up with for a name falls short of its actual name [Randy Scurries off across the World Wide Web to dodge.com]. Caliber!  It is the Dodge Caliber.  Which seems to overstate the actual niceness of the car.  Maybe it is just the model we got but the whole interior is just a convoluted mess of plastic.

I want to retract my visibility statement from before by 1/3.  When you raise up the seat of the drivers seat you can see much more because your head is at a better height to survey your surroundings.  I still don’t like the car though.  The model we got must have a smaller engine than our old Honda because the thing is a gutless wonder.  I don’t hate this car, there are parts of it that are nice.  The back seat area is roomier than the Honda’s back seat.  The cargo space in the back is nice.  We had to get new car seats since the old ones were in the accident with us so we put the old ones in the cargo space and had room for 3 small elephants to boot (very, very tiny elephants.  In fact they were just in my imagination).  We couldn’t have done that in our Honda.  Technically I could have left them in the Baby’s ‘R’ Us parking lot but decided that I didn’t want to get in trouble for littering.

Another thing that bugs me is that the car stereo has to be cranked up to sound even remotely good.  Yes, I changed the three-band equalizer, but the thing just simply sounds bassy, which might be good if I was listening to hip-hop, but not so good when I am listening to the lyrical stylings of Missy Higgins.  Many of her songs have a simple accompaniment and it was hard to hear anything but her voice.  Jessica hadn’t heard the album before and didn’t particularly care for it.  I told her that it actually sounds good on every other sound source I’ve listened to it on.
I’m glad to have a rental car so that we’re not taking the bus or walking (though I am glad we even have a bus to ride on here) but this is not a car I will be buying for my own personal use any time in the future.

95% Chance of Hosery

Well, today the ‘adjuster’ came out and looked at my car.  I liked him, his name was Andy and he had a goatee.  It was like a taller version of myself with brown curly hair, a slender body and boots on.  Who has a different job.  Who lives in a different part of Colorado with a different family.  Yeah, we had a lot in common.

Andy told me that due to the fact that the outside and inside of the quarter panel and trunk had been damaged that most likely the auto-body people would tell him that it would cost a quadrillion-bazillion-trillion-finity dollars to fix the car and that it would be cheaper to buy a new one. Heck, I only paid tens of thousands for the car in the first place, with repair bills that high its a bit steep to put it in ‘ship shape’ condition.  Not that I want to go sailing in a Honda Civic.
So, in short there’s a 95% chance that I’m going to be making a deal with the devil car dealer soon so that I can drive a new pimped ride.

Lost Theories

A blog I read is written by another web developer, we’ve had limited email exchange in the last 6 months, it was actually only about one thing: The Lost TV Show.  Check out his new site dedicated to Lost Theories. This looks like a handy place to read up on others thoughts as well as post your own.  The site is really clean, works fast and is going to give me food for thought for some time 🙂

The Rental: Dodge Caliber Review

Tonight we picked up a 2006 Dodge Caliber from Enterprice Rent-A-Car so that we could get around town in a replacement vehicle since the Honda isn’t really road safe.  I shouldn’t have made fun of trans-gender folks in my previous May 26th post.  This vehicle is a trans-carstite.  It is like a car that wants to be a stationwagon that wants to be an SUV.  I swear I am not making this up.  It has the front end of the latest Dodge line of cars, the backend of a Mazda M3 stationwagon with depth perception problems and the cockpit of a Durango.  The top of the vehicle looks and unfortunately operates like a chopped-top hotrod (which in non-car terms means that the windows aren’t as tall as you’re used to).  Further, since we used to own a Dodge Stratus it feels really funny because the Stratus had a ‘cab forward’ design which is more like having an endless dashboard.  A car feels roomy with cab-forward, but this car feels large yet confined.  It is a bit oxymoronic, I know.

We’ll have it until at least Friday so we’ll give you more feedback then (by we I mean I’ll ask Jessica).

Today is the Mark of the Feast Day

As some of you may be aware some people have figured out how to get 6/6/6 out of todays date. Only they’re morons and Hollywood types looking to bilk you for millions in sales. Today’s date is 6/6/2006. Which is a day to celebrate food because if you count each letter of the English alphabet as a number then F is the 6th letter, if you leave the 0’s alone because there is not a zeroth letter of the alphabet you get FFC00F, which some spell checkers will then suggest you change to “food.” Which clearly points to “the Mark of the Feast.”
I say bring it on!

Update: My buddy Trint is way funnier than I am  Read his post about the date.

Geico = Guy-co?

Saturday I called Geico to follow up on my claim and was given a toll-free 800 number for future contact with my claim.  Just now I called that number.  That number had a recording telling me that the adult line had been moved to a 900 number.

Woops!  I don’t want to pay $9.95 for insurance information!

Did I Just Say That?

This morning I did announcements and sung along with the songs (though it was not like when I traditionally lead the worship).  Part of this responsibility is reading the passage that will be taught on in its entirety so that people have a general idea of where we’re at in the series (currently Isaiah).  I had to read a passage in Isaiah 22.  Except that when I got to the 24th verse that reads:

So they will hang on him all the glory of his father’s house, offspring and issue, all the least of vessels, from bowls to all the jars.

I screwed up.  Instead of ‘bowls’ out popped ‘bowels.’   I don’t know what mental image that brings for you, but I quickly corrected myself and went on.  Wow.  Bowels.  Pardon me while I mention that was a “crappy” slip up [that play on words was for Jenny Dalton, who will more than likely not actually read this post].

I was exhausted by the end of the main service because I had to teach on the errors of Christian Science (an MP3 can be downloaded/streamed at that link) during the adult Sunday School class.  Then I had to lead the main service (as mentioned before) and to end it all I had managed to talk or sing for over an hour and a half.  That’s a lot for a guy who quietly sits in front of a computer desk most of the time and doesn’t engage in hardly enough social activity.  However, there is just something fun about slip ups like this for others, they get to see that Randy Peterman is most definitely human, and that the folks that are leading are not there to put on a show.