Do you ever have one of those occasions where you find yourself almost immediately
embroiled in a situation so related to something you just commented on, it really
makes you worry it's possible to "jinx" yourself? Yesterday not a
couple of hours after a conversation with a friend about what a great thing it
is to have road-side assistance, I actually managed to run out of gas (while my
car presumes a stupid American will be driving it and goes 90 miles after the
fuel gage reaches empty, I was in MrsBlue's car, which seems to presume a more
precise approach, and once the fuel gauge hits zero you can continue on as far as
you can roll with a dead engine). Anyway, I called roadside assistance (who will
remain nameless, because I don't want to embarrass VW of America), who told me
it would take an hour to get someone to me with a gas can (which they would try
to expedite because I wasn't stopped on a proper shoulder), only to call back
after an hour saying they couldn't find anyone in my area at all, and if I could
find help myself, I would be reimbursed. When I asked how I was supposed to do
this from the car (to me, this seemed to be their job), she offered to find me some
phone numbers to try. So I did what any right thinking person did and hung up on
her. I managed to get a local guy after another hour or so, and from now on I
know I'll have a slightly more cynical approach to the miracle of road-side
assistance... or at least that's all I'll have to say on the subject if asked...
it's not that I really believe in jinxes, but who needs to take that kind of
Link of the Day: The stupid
sausage. Actually, this is the smartest sausage I've ever encountered.
Story of the Day: Couple stuck 'like Siamese twins' during sex
(Ananova). No word if neighborhood dogs tried to separate them by spraying them
with a garden hose. Thanks Hooligan.
Auction of the Day: Gwot Man Glasses.
That's right, don't forget your stuff at trade shows. Thanks Polycount.
Media of the Day: DemoMan
does the BeeGees (Flash required). Thanks Ant.