Answering Machine

For years the average ape has attempted creative ways to let callers know what to do (and when) to leave a message on an answering machine.


Unfortunately for me, people aren't always as smart as they might appear. You see, I chose to forgo the entire preamble prior to the beep, and assumed that the caller would know what to do, and when. After all, no matter how creative or interesting most answering machine messages are, the majority conclude with the instruction, "Please leave a message after the beep." Who, in this day and age of technology doesn't know the importance of this timing? You don't leave a message before the beep - only afterwards. The beep is the key. In fact, I'd guess that all you reading this now, know just what to do. Furthermore, you're probably wondering why I'd even bring it up.

I'll tell you why. I'm willing to tell ya, I'm wanting to tell ya, I'm waiting to tell ya! Beacause for several years, I never had one person leave a message on my answering machine. Not friends, not family, not telemarkers. No one. When pressed as to why, they always exclaimed, "I was waiting for the message."

I had an answering machine which I set to simply, "Beep."

Me

I know 17 of the 38 people on my friends list in real life.
I've known 1 person for 24 years, 3 I've known more than 10 years, and 4 for 8 years.
I'll likely meet 6 others on my friends list in real life within the next year.
I've friended people who are ideologically/politically/demographically different than myself because I enjoy their unique perspectives.
I've friended people I think are far more intelligent than me because I enjoy learning from them.
I've pissed people off on my friends list by being banal & by use of my unique idioms.
I do not celebrate diversity by virtue of simply being different, but I do appreciate diverse people who bring creativity & intellect to the table.
I am extremely long suffering and never hold a grudge.
However, I deplore rudeness.

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Went shopping for the score to Pan's Labyrinth but couldn't find it anywhere.

The comic book store called me to pick up my last five issues of BSG. I haven't read them yet.

Stopped by a demographically challenged liquor store on a whim and spoke to the proprietor. Asked if he had any single malt scotch. His eyes lit up and he took me into the back, behind a roped off area, and showed me his stock. Every single bottle of scotch I'd ever heard of was there, and quite a few I hadn't. The prices were unbelievably low. He suggested to me a 12-year bottle of Glenlivet as my daily drink ($29.99) and a 16-year old bottle of Lagavulin for the low, low price of $79.99. I saw a bottle of Oban, which had been suggested to me by a friend, and a bottle of Isle of Jura, which was suggested to me by lehah (Thanks!) I chose the latter as it was surprisingly only $24.49. My wife was disappointed I didn't by a more expensive bottle (which surprised me!)

I slept 10-hours last night.

photogoot is due back in town tomorrow.

I wish you all a fantastic evening and a great week next week.