**SurrenderDorothy **is recovering from an eating disorder. She’s mentioned it before, and she is in treatment. That doesn’t mean she won’t have some hard days, but I don’t think we need to worry too much about her. Let her blow off steam.
I pit me for being so freakin’ irritated by some amateur thread nannying over a post I made that inadverdently didn’t strictly adhere to the OPs premise. I can’t believe how annoyed I am with the OP. I now understand how flame wars start.
Yeah, me too. I had (still have) a few choice words for a couple of people in another thread who will go unnamed, and I think if I hadn’t seen MixieArmadillo’s (not one of those people) explanatory post right before I was to post them, that thread very well may have turned into a trainwreck. I’m starting to understand how hard it is to hold your tongue when somebody’s post rankles you.
Mediacom commercials. Seriously, if you’re a large company and have a near-monopoly in the local cable tv market, why not produce some commercials that don’t look like they were written and directed by trained monkeys? I send these people an appreciable amount of money each month, and I would consider it a kindness if they at least made it look like they’re professionals.
Next, my data. Oh, data, you’re lovely. In fact, once I get you analyzed, you may just be enough to finish off my dissertation. Why, then, do you suck so much to analyze? I’ve been staring at you pretty much constantly for weeks now, and I’m getting to the point where all I see are squiggly lines. Granted, they’re very pretty squiggly lines, but I have to come up with some reason that one part of the squiggly line is different from another part of the same squiggly line. Grrr. I’m becoming convinced that no one in my field actually knows what they’re talking about and everyone is making shit up as they go along. Again, grrr.
Give the gal her dissertation, she figured it out! 
Too bad it only took me 5 years to get to this point… 
Seriously. Cox is heinous. They have a digitally rendered mascot who’s a regular-looking dude. They could have paid some guy $15 an hour to wear plain-looking clothes, slick his hair up and smile and nod and show people cable boxes.
Least Mean Squares Fit.
To the attention of Wendy’s on Sawdust Road: Why do you have your drive-through order taker ask me if I want barbeque sauce for my chicken nuggets, if the person who puts the order together never actually includes the barbeque sauce? What’s especially bizarre is that often as not, the order-taker and the order-filler is the same person.
For that matter, why can’t I just stay away from the damn chicken nuggets?
McDonald’s has some decent chicken nuggets now, although I believe they call them something else.
I say “believe” because the bastards have torn down the McDonald’s on Markham, on the way to work. No, wait…“They tore down McDonalds! You Bastards!”
OK.
They bulldozed the joint, it’s a dirt lot now in what is surely a large market between two malls, an upper middle class neighborhood and near the University of Arkansas Medical Science Campus. I remember being hungry in school.
Dammit, it was on the way to work. Get whatever that erzat eggs benedict thing is called and throw away the ham at seven ante meredian. Now there is a choice of “waking up with the King”(urp), Wendy’s “Open late, but not for breakfast” or backyard burgers. Been to BB twice for breakfast; the so in sos are running the drive thru and leave the doors locked.
McDonald’s was run by the usual young people who didn’t give a shit, but what can you do to that poached egg and cheese on a muffin with cheese and strawberry jam? Moses and Aaron on a stick.
Well, I’m starting out sorting by eye, then moving on to FFT, wavelet analysis, and finishing off with a current source density (these are EEG data, btw). My poor little squiggly lines are getting analyzed to shreds…which is kinda the idea, I guess…
Unfortunately, we can’t report our own posts. E-mail a mod of that forum (or all of them, in a mass e-mail, just in case), and let them know. Or have someone else report it for you.
The LMS fit was in graduate school. The data was obviously erroneous, cause we knew what it was, but still, he was just throwing away stuff that didn’t fit.
I lied once in an undergraduate physics lab. The ballistics thing where you shoot a ball with a spring at various angles and measure the distance. We had a zero percent error. My lab partner insisted we lie and introduce one error, or, “he won’t believe us!”
That’s why I said “in the top right corner of any post”. You don’t need to ask anyone, just click any of 'em and explain that the problem is with your post. It all goes to the same place. I’ve done it several times.
In regards to shopping cards: DON’T LEAVE THEM IN THE GODDAMNED PARKING LOT!!! A third of the good parking spots at Kroger are blocked by people who can’t be bothered to walk all the way over to the corral. It is, after all, almost 30 feet away. These people will be first against the wall after the revolution.
And fuck the guy who sucked out on me to knock me out of the poker tournament this afternoon. I’ll spare the details, since no one actually cares.
And as for the deoderant that’s “three times the potection, for men who take risk”: How does using a product that offers “3x the protection” qualify as “taking a risk”???
And Ann Coulter: Nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said.
Pardon me, sir, but you are mistaken. There is NO SUCH THING as decaffeinated coffee. It is a logical impossibility. Coffee is a caffeine-delivery mechanism, and decaf is a sick, sadistic joke promulgated by vicious communist bastards. People who try to give you decaf should not be trusted and ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS.
Either drink full-caff or water.
Attention strollers, joggers, dog walkers, roller-bladers, et al: when you find yourselves on a multi-use trail, KEEP TO THE RIGHT!!!
Hey, traffic monitor, give me a fucking ticket why don’t you? Dogs are trained to heel on the LEFT, not the right. If you walk on the right on a trail, the poor dog is in the middle of the trail, right where assholes on bikes can whiz by within inches and freak her out. She also can’t take a piss, or smell the piss the other dogs left behind, nor can she walk on the verge where there’s grass, and when it’s ninety fucking degrees out her pads burn and she can’t walk right after a couple of miles. Why don’t you just notice where the walker with the dog is and GO AROUND without making such a big fucking deal out of it?
Stupid fucking customers, attention: You are suspended because you didn’t pay your goddamned bill. There is no mystery here, no arcane reason for the suspension, it’s simply because you are LATE paying us the MONEY you OWE us and so we INTERRUPTED your service to REMIND you to pay us. We do not owe you service, we do not care if you can’t call your drug dealer or pimp right this minute, and no, we will NOT give you a credit for a couple of days until you get around to paying your LATE FUCKING BILL. Screaming, freaking out and cursing at the rep will not change this, and just because I’m a supervisor does not mean that I will suddenly reverse all policy and good sense and undermine those reps who are doing their job correctly by giving in to your nasty little tantrum, thereby training you to scream louder to get what you want.
It was my Monday today. I have nothing to add to this–it suffices as a rant on its own.
Fucking Comcast–YOU know why!
I suck because I’ve been lazy so now my thighs hurt from a hike that should’ve been child’s play. Compounding my error was failure to hydrate properly and eat something before the hike so I was panting and cramping and nearly puked. I am an idiot and I paid for my idiocy in discomfort.
Oh, and you kids? GET OFF MY LAWN!
I understand there are bad drivers everywhere - hence the parenthetical (are supposed to) in my sentence about walking like you drive.
Because everyone else in the country walks on the right.
I’ll consult Mrs. Plant, World’s Greatest Dog Trainer in the morning.