What’s the deal with a flaky Google Minihome Hub that won’t consistently shut up when I tell it to? I was getting used to having a voice activated web-radio/alarm clock, but now when it feels like, it hears me say “Hey google, stop!”, goes quiet for a few seconds and then starts yapping again. Madness.
It’s like you’ve got a robot roommate… who’s a morning person.
GoodmorrrrningBryanEkers! It’sabeautifuldayherein… ok, shutting up.
LikeIwassayingBryanEkers,it’sabeautifuldaytempisforty-twoAmericanandtherearetwentyactivitiesYOUcanparticipateintodayBryan…canIcallyouBryan?OrmaybeBry?YoulooklikeaBry-Man… ok, turning off.
TheBry-Man,upandreadytofacetheday!TheBry-Man,probablyneedsashowerbutdon’tskipbreakfastIt’sthemostimportantmealoftheday… TheBry-ManthrowinghisGoogleMiniHomeHuboutthewinnnnnnnnnn…
Those things should come with clappers.
Have you tried throwing it?
What moron designed the Super Bowl LIV logo? The damn trophy stuck in it makes it look like LIIV.
Another Super Bowl related rant.
Good grief, Fox! Can you guys ever manage to not screw up anything. You announced that the first patriotic song after the commercial would be God Bless America, but the song was actually Americe the Beautiful. Can you clowns even try to be right?
Their being way far right to the point of lunacy is generally seen as a bug, not a feature. 
Should have been Super Bowl LIV TYLER!
While everyone is worshipping football today, I used the time to finish the fifth – yes, FIFTH – round of revisions on my MA thesis. My #&@%@*$ committee chair has no problem with my arguments or my historiography or anything else substantial, but rather she keeps returning it with little margin notes demanding I reword this sentence and clarify this paragraph and and and… it feel like I’m being hazed at this point. Everything shes been bitching about she could’ve pointed out when I submitted my first draft nine fucking months ago.
Ugh.
She asked that I propose some defense dates when I submit this latest round of edits, so maybe the committee has decided they’ve toyed with me enough.
Assuming this is the last draft before defense, I can honestly say I didnt learn much from this process, other than the importance of playing nice with poorly-informed [del]bureaucrats[/del] profs.
There. It’s submitted. Fucking hell.
I fucking HATE the beginning of the year! If it’s not an award show fucking up my Sunday night programming, it’s the Super Bowl!
As far as I’m concerned, the only good thing about the Super Bowl is that it is also the best day of the year to go out to dinner, because the restaurants are nearly empty and the wait staff have lots of time to pay attention to you.
I hate February, and I hate that we have an extra day of it this year.
I also have to have radioactive iodine treatment, which means at least 4 trips to Sloan Kettering, 4 days of total isolation and other precautionary measures, and worst of all, a low-iodine diet for at least a week to prepare. I scheduled the main treatment on Valentine’s Day. Might as well concentrate the worst of the misery into ne giant ball of suck.
Yesterday I spent several hours going through several months of mail that I haven’t even looked at. There was a fair bit of heat and friction (from my jeans) applied to a small area on my upper thigh as I leaned back and forth to do this.
Today I have a HUGE, and very sore, firm LUMP on that exact spot. I know it’ll go away eventually but right now it hurts.
ETA: jeez, Green Bean, that sounds altogether sucky.
I’m just glad January’s over.
“God Bless America the Beautiful” - There, fixed! 
Did you live stream it?
But as often as not they’re surly because they have to be at work missing the big game. Or they’re surly because they’re STILL understaffed, on account of how many of their co-workers decided to blow off coming in.
Maybe it’s just me but I thought that Google SB commercial was super creepy.
My son has moved out of his apartment, abandoning his furniture and leaving the place a mess. After I offered him assistance many, many times. I knew this would happen, but I’m still upset…is he ever going to make any attempt at growing up or just go with the flow, right down the toilet? I think I know the answer to that too.
Sometimes the best and only thing you can do for a child is to let them fail and learn to deal with the failure. It’s hard, though. I haven’t had to do that (no kids) but my parents did it for me and I know how tough it was for them.
That’s my plan. Unfortunately it’s going to hurt me more than it hurts him!