Who takes their time to come up with these? I totally understand artists that gain some viral fame through email forwards, like the chalk artist, Julian Beever. However, these schmucks who photoshop art on to trucks and so forth to pass them off as real creations bug me. What’s really annoying is that they didn’t even bother to get different images of a semi before plastering their fake art on. Notice in the pictures below that the truck is the exact same truck in front of the same wall with the same tree behind it. Then the email has the audacity to rank them and then curse my grandmother with bulimia (note: my grandmothers have both passed on and neither had an eating disorder) if I don’t forward it to everyone on my contact list. They’re clever, but why don’t they just present them self for what they are? Who are these people?

It turns out that buying a house for the first time isn’t the bed of roses I’d hoped for. We’ve been looking at homes, drooling over some and scoffing at others, for quite a few months now. However, now that we’re actually preapproved for a loan and are legitimate home shoppers, the task seems to have gotten more complicated.

For one, it appears that there is no ideal area to live in. One is affordable, but trashy. Another is nice, but out of our price range. Secondly, everyone has opinions and most of them contradict. This is usually not too bad of a scenario as there are some people you just trust more than others, but we’ve gotten differing opinions from multiple people that we hold pretty high. That’s rough. Finally, realtors mean you’re paying too much for your house, in my opinion. Anything on the MLS is 5-10% overpriced since it seems like you could have gotten the same home direct from the buyer without those crazy realtor fees. The flipside is that it takes a lot of work to try to find FSBO homes and scope them out. Plus, a realtor helps with legal mumbo-type jumbo that I don’t feel like touching.

*sigh* I think I need a break. Time to play the Wii.

I already posted regarding electric vehicles earlier, but I just watched the YouTube video (see below) that made me love them even more. Apparently (and I recognize this may be a big PR stunt) the execs take small salaries and dividends so they can plug more money into R&D to make electric cars more viable. Go Tesla.

It’s now my ringtone. And I’m hooked. And I’ve missed more than one phone call because they went to voicemail because I had to get through “baby baby baby baby, oh baaaaby, I looooove you…”

… you told me you loved me baby? You said you’d be coming back again, oh baby… baby baby baby baby oh, baby. I looooove you.

It’s stuck in my head. I’m trying to find an outlet for it before I make it my ringtone. Darn Carpenters.

You ever wonder how somebody somehow landed in the position they’re in? You know, the type of person that you simply know just happened to have the right connection because they have no other reason of being there.

I hate Kelly’s episodes of the Office, an otherwise extraordinary sitcom. I don’t know who she was dating, how much she paid, or who she’s related to, somebody needs to get rid of her.

Kelly’s social interactions between characters and love-triangle-plot-developing moments are awkward (and not intentionally) at best. How can you do that to people who have the chemistry of Krasinsky and Fischer? Why oh why cruel world?? Why do you do this to me?? Get her off the show!