why i'm not a morc member

there is a local mountain bike organization (morc) that builds and maintains the trails in the area. i joined a few years ago, and gleefully received a quarterly newsletter. then, one day, i mused that i hadn't seen a newsletter in a while. sure enough, my membership had unceremoniously expired.

i joined again.

one day, i mused that i hadn't seen a newsletter in a while. i didn't do anything about it.

one day, i received an e-mail from someone, letting me know how to renew my membership online. the link he provided didn't work.

today, i received a piece of mail from morc. it was dated september 7, 2009. they informed me that my membership had expired. on 12/31/2006.

this tardy, one-page letter, misspelled my name. it also spoke of the many wonderful services morc provides. it stated they would be honored if i would renew my membership.

so honored, that they didn't include a paper membership renewal form, or even a url to register online.

i give up. ok, i gave up three years ago.

there are lots of worthy causes that want donations, morc being one of them. but until they can demonstrate that they are even minimally competent with their administration, my money will go elsewhere.

moved to write again

that was a nice sabbatical. i got a lot accomplished, and although my work is not done and posts will probably be few and far between, i'll start back up again.

here's the impetus: i wonder that the f*ck is wrong with people.

i posted and ad on craigslist to have some sheetrock put up. up until today, i've had only good experiences with craigslist, and will still continue to use it. but here is one of the responses i got (from lisabreckland@aol.com - feel free to spam her - i have no idea who she is). it really made me wonder, wtf... and is profound evidence of why i like most dogs better than most people.

title: ITS COOL AID

content: WOW A WHITE BOY AD, DAMN WONDER IF U STARTED EATING CORN BREAD TOO,

U OUTTA TAKE UR BITTERNESS AND TAKE UR MEDICINE NOW, AND I BET U MAKE BETWEEN 10-14 AN HOUR AND POSSIBLY SMOKE THE CIGS, LOL... WOW

for reference, here is the ad i posted.

title: Need Sheetrock Hung

content: Looking to start the work on or shortly after September 10. Approximately a 550sf area, consisting of closet, bath, and u-shaped rooms/hallway. Sloped ceiling. No tear off work. Please contact Kim at 651.402.6467 to schedule a time to see the site and place a bid.

sabbatical

there are only so many hours in a day. so, in order to concentrate on actually accomplishing my big fat list of goals for 2009, something needs to go. hence, i'm taking a sabbatical from this blog.

i'll still be posting to the little life and work hacks blog. and maintaining peanut's blog is a must for the greater good of all dogkind [watch for a site to be up by the end of the year, where she'll sell items, with proceeds going to animal causes]. and continuing to recount tales of all things romantic on barni the bus [watch for an online store].

3...2...1...go!

odes to vice and consequences

i didn't enjoy a glass of wine while listening, as was recommended in the sidebar, but this is still the best video - because of the audio - i've heard in a long time. altogether too rare a grand performance. 17 minutes.

my will to rant has finally returned

i normally don't like to be negative. well, except to say that i hate negative people.

however, another faction has now gotten my dander up: people who make assumptions.

there's the old adage that people use (when you assume you make an ass out of u and me). apparently few people heed this message. so you all the u's out there:

i hate people that assume because you don't have a job that you don't work. being self-employed is five times more work than having a job. it's just countered by being five times more rewarding. and a much higher dollar to hour ratio.

i hate people that assume because they aren't capable of doing something, that you are not.

i hate people who claim to be your friend but don't bother to try to get to know you.

i hate people who assume i had a standard upbringing. (see previous gripe)

i hate people who text/apply makeup and drive. have the common decency to respect the well being of other people on the road.

i hate people that think they are more important than anybody else.*

i hate people who don't respect time as your most valuable - and non-renewable - resource.

thank you for your time, gentle reader.

*you aren't. if you need proof, just check with any dog; i bet they like any bum on the street just as much as you.