… On Racetrack Road EVERY frickin’ day at 7:00 AM and 5:00 PM

Really, the two times a day you choose to ride your damn bike down one of Tampa’s busiest two-lanes roads are the morning AND afternoon rush hours? Are you bleeding kidding me? Of all the hours in the day, and roads in this city, you find the combination that is both the most dangerous to yourself and of the greatest hinderance to your fellow man. Bravo!

The people who design, build, market, or are otherwise involved in the production of printers deserve a cockpunch. Each and every one of them. Even the ladies. What the frak is so damn hard about depositing ink onto paper? I mean, for the love of all that is holy, they invented printers BEFORE computers. How hard is this to get right?

Why, why, why does a printer work on Tuesday, then not on Wednesday? And no one changed anything! But lo and behold, if you go screw around with the printer queue something will get checked or unchecked and magically the damn thing will work again.

This is why we need paperless offices. So that we don’t have to deal with these godforsaken printers.

Hey there. How’s it going?

Guess what? Your favorite jack-ass blogger is back. What to expect?
Less insightful commentary (as if there could have been less).
Much more biatching and moaning about the world. Hopefully letting it all out will be healthy for me. And will let you glance at what goes on inside my head.

Enjoy!