"Oh jeeze, here he goes again."

That's right, there are a few random things I'd like to get off my mind. Or at least put into the minds of others so that my useless frustration can be shared by the masses.

Miller Beer has a new commercial stating that their beer is superior to everyone other beer out there because they "triple hop" their beer. Let me set the record straight. First of all, Miller is rat urine. That being said it doesn't make any difference that they triple hop their beer because that's simply how beer is made. That would be like Starbucks stating "we brew our coffee with genuine water!" Well, you don't say? The reason they do it is so that you think you're special while swilling down can after can of their mass-produced crap. It wouldn't matter if it was brewed with unicorn snot, it still tastes awful.

Speaking of beer, what is with the new craze of "low carb" beers? If you're drinking so much beer that the carb content is a concern perhaps you need to take a look at your life and figure out why you're sucking down so much tasteless beer. Lighten up, drink a quality beer and enjoy life a little. I can't figure out how they do this either. Beer is grain sugars extracted from the grain with hot water and then fermented with yeasts. The only possible way to get "low carb" beer is to put in less sugars. Less sugars mean less grains and less grains means less taste. So basically you're paying a premium price for carbonated yellow water. Way to go!

Recently my wife and I got a notice that homes were being broken into in our neighborhood. The back-story of this is that a few years ago a certain individual was living on our block and homes were getting broken into regularly. The house I'm living in was among the ones broken into though I wasn't living there at the time. The person in question went off to jail and his family moved and suddenly the break-ins stopped. Apparently this person is back in the area and homes are being broken into again. The notice was nothing more than a "be aware of whats going on" type thing. One of the neighborhood home owners quickly jumped to the defense of the suspected burglar stating that we shouldn't jump to conclusions, we don't know it was "him" that was breaking into the homes, ect. While its true that we don't know for certain that it was this particular person its a hell of a coincidence. I'm inclined to think that the suspicions of the rest of the neighborhood are founded and that the person in question is behind all this. Yeah, its profiling. I'll admit it. I'm making judgement without solid evidence. But you know what? I don't care.

My wife and I recently ordered windows for our home from Selig. I won't go into detail about the exact cost but lets just say it was several thousand dollars. My car cost barely over what I paid for these windows and the car has an internal combustion engine, the windows are glass in a frame. But whatever. I have aluminum single pane windows right now and its impossible to cool the house down. The west facing windows are hot to the touch, really hot. Hot enough to burn if you keep your hand there. Anyway, we ordered these windows a month ago and were told they would be installed on the 28th and 29th of this month. Guess what, I still don't have new windows. Selig says they are still at the factory. Their attitude about it is "you'll get them when you get them". Well here's a message for Selig, direct from me. Get off your butts and install my windows, pecker heads! My house is hot and I'm out of patience. Okay I feel better now

And finally, or at least in conclusion, I just don't get why the cars that drive up and down my street feel like they have to slam on the gas as hard as they can just to slam on the brakes at the stop sign. My block isn't even a full city block, its three-quarters of a block (just how Gridley was designed, I have no clue why) and it has a stop sign at both ends. So basically people are leaving the stop sign, going as fast as they possibly can until they are right up to the next stop sign and then slamming on their brakes. As if its not enough to hear your engine race at all hours of the day or night now I have to hear your brakes squeal too. And to top it off you have your ghetto blaster blowing what little brains you have left out of your ear rendering your completely retarded and useless.

Actually I have one more and it's only because it just started outside my window at work. Please explain to me the point of walking up and down the parking lot of the hospital every single morning starting at 6am with a leaf blower when its windy outside? This moron that's outside right now is literally blowing leaves into the wind which are instantly flying back toward him. I'm watching him and he's been standing in the same spot blowing the same leaves with a very perplexed look on his face for five minutes solid. Genius, the wind is blowing! Besides, I thought a hospital was suppose to be a place of quiet and rest, not a place where you have to listen to a leaf blower starting at sunrise. Maybe I should take it easy on him. His brains are probably sitting on his passenger seat after driving like a bat out of hell up and down my block with his radio on.

Okay, I'm really done this time.