Jackass Fade

Veterans of the field know what “backhoe fade” means, but when your landlord sends somebody in to fix your heater and you come home to find your server as dead as a stump with the CD tray sticking half out, I think that is a call for novel terminology.

Arlene was here when I got home, so I’ve got to put my sincere and reasonable desire to rip somebody’s asshole out through their eyesocket aside so that I can cook her a nice dinner. Which probably means she’s a good influence.

Clutch won’t even power up. And the heater isn’t even fixed. God damn.

3 Comments

  1. Posted November 29, 2004 at 9:18 pm | Permalink

    Suxors! On the other hand… I hope your land lord at the very least owes you a brand new computer! Otherwise if you need something fast to replace clutch lemme know… you can grab the box that is running quantum cat p3-800, short of murder, if I can help in anyway lemme know.

    If you’re really feeling bitter go out and see the incredibles… good ultra flof.

    must go cook myself… say hi to Arlene for me.

    s.

  2. Posted November 30, 2004 at 7:10 am | Permalink

    F**k.

    Luck getting damage claims.

  3. Mike Hoye
    Posted November 30, 2004 at 10:52 am | Permalink

    Short of murder… yes, note to self, must keep all plans in “short of murder” category.