Best of 2008

1. Bug in reporter's mouth video
2. Gilligan 2.0 riding the Greyhound for a booty call
3. Finding out the Professor attended Dragcon
4. Diego rants
5. Mrs. Howell and her neighbors (from both places)
6. Mrs. Howell and the Bjorn
7. Yellowman sticking to the ceiling
8. Mrs. Howell's Loft Confession
9. Gilligan's daily talks with his "dietitian"
10. Skipper's new horse
11. The Professor's anti-religion rant
12. Gilligan 2.0 telling everyone we needed HDTVs by Feb 09
13. Mrs. Howell couldn't pronounce "saliva"
14. Infamous Match.com dates (Mrs. Howell of course)
15. Gilligan setting Mrs. Howell up on dates with Walter
16. Elliot the dishwasher being introduced
17. The shutdown of Virtual Fight Club
18. The Professor getting the boot
19. Mrs. Howell getting the stapler
20. OBAMA for Prez!!!!!

R.I.P.

Let's pour out a 40 for our girl...

Hang up the phone - part two

Mrs. Howell's rant reminded me of something I've been meaning to share. I, as many people know, am a huge fan of Dunkin' Donuts coffee and often walk to the nearby Dunkin' for an afternoon pick-me-up. Recently the store manager posted a sign asking everyone to be courteous and hang up the cell phones when at the counter. I can respect that. It would be annoying to have to compete for attention with the cell phone in order to do your job, and I know it would be difficult to try to figure out who the person is actually talking to – you or the person on the cell phone. The irony here, though? The manager of the store is almost always on her cell phone when she's taking someone’s order...

Hang up the phone!

When you take your child out for a special treat (breakfast, lunch, ice cream, etc.) talk to your child not to your buddy on the cell phone. Doesn't that defeat the whole purpose? I'm just sayin.

A Town Held Hostage - Day 3

So apparently Nick's OLYMPIC license plate was swiped from the parking garage across the street (aka the Marietta St. Shooting Gallery).

Based on a phone interview with the victim, the kidnapping occurred three days ago.

No reward has been offered yet (and the chances of me returning it without a reward are pretty damn slim)... But, seriously, Westside Rants will be holding a vigil every day until his license plate is returned - unharmed.

WE WILL NOT FORGET!

When News Reporters Let Loose

Fist Pound. You Just Made History.

Keeping the chatter alive...

I’m about to head out of the country and decided it would be wise to contact my credit card company and let them know where I’m going – you know, so they don’t think my card has been stolen and cancel it mid-trip (Note: they recently cancelled my card because they thought it had been stolen after I bought gas from the gas station I always go to and something from Wendy’s…). Now, I’ve had this card since 1996 and have only really started to be annoyed with them in last six months. And my annoyance is primarily centered on the fact that, due to the recession *ahem* troubled economy and the fact that said credit card company has lost a fortune, the company representatives seem bound and determined to milk as much money out of me as possible. This comes in a lot of forms, from jacking up my APR because I pay my bills on time to constantly trying to sell me something. The most recent example? After I gave the representative my travel itinerary, he said that, since we were speaking of traveling, would I be interested in some checks that could be used to transfer funds from other credit cards to this one. Um, how is this at all related to my upcoming travel? Gotta love the fact that the representatives have to work that question in to every conversation...

Just a quick I told you so...

To those people who either voted for Bush (once or even twice) or had the audacity to say that Obama couldn't win North Carolina because "There are too many white people who don't want to see a Black man in office..."

Knowing When to Close the Book...

On a quick stroll through the CNN Center this afternoon, I was witness to a sad scene way too familiar to the Waldenbooks on the edge of the food court: the empty folding table littered with piles of books self-published by a local author.

Usually in the genre of stale murder mystery or cheesy romance, there is something extremely sad about seeing the "novelist" sitting alone at the table (surrounded by stacks of undisturbed paperbacks that will eventually end up back on the dusty bookshelf of her one-bedroom apartment in the suburbs) trying to make eye contact with any of the hundreds of people hurrying past the scene to quickly get out of eyesight and to the safety of a Chick-fil-A line. Sigh.

Walk Dog!

So, I spent a lovely Sat. walking in the rain to raise awareness for arthritis. The Arthritis Foundation, which hosts the walk, is one of my clients. The Walk was pretty cool. Young people, old people, kids and dogs walking for a good cause. Oh no, wait a minute...while even people with arthritis were walking, as far as the eye could see were little prissy dogs demanding to be carried by their owners! WTF?! Are even Millennial pooches now demanding extra TLC? Sigh...

To start it off right...

Thanks for the invite Mrs. Howell! I too enjoyed lunch out of the office today and realized a few things myself:

1) Kids should NOT be allowed to double fist Starbucks and soda
2) 5th graders should not be the size of 24 year olds

Welcome

Welcome to West Side Rants, an outlet for complaining, whining, judging, and venting. Where names are changed and situations are generalized to protect the annoying.

Allow me to go first. Today two co-workers and I went out to lunch and sat outside to people watch while enjoying our pizza. Noticed two things:

1) Men shouldn't wear capri pants
2) Couples should never wear matching shorts, especially when they are plaid!