…who can’t park.  This is dedicated to the bonehead that parked on the roof at Memphis International on Saturday afternoon, Dec 19, 2009.  Try fitting that beast into one parking space, the way the rest of us do.

This is getting ridiculous.  I can’t even read the news without this joker finding me.

Ok, I’m starting to feel like Scary Man, let’s just call him Caveman Bob, is starting to follow me around. Now Caveman Bob is popping up on ads for me when I go to Weather.com. What’s next? And are ad executives really thinking his photo is going to compel me to click on something? Come on folks. Get some better clip art, PLEASE!

In case you live under a rock, last night Kanye West went way off the reservation and took the microphone right out of Taylor Swift’s hands as she gave her acceptance speech for the MTV Best Female Video Award. He not only interrupted her and yanked the mic out of her hands, he went so far as to say “Taylor, I’m really happy for you, and I’m gonna let you finish, but Beyonce had one of the best videos of all time”.

Classy move man. Not.

There’s a URL that inspires confidence.

OK, it is so not a good day to be a social media analyst. With Twitter and Facebook down, I’m stuck!

Apparently both subject to DoS attacks, and it leaves me stuck with updating to do.  I’m getting cranky.

I’ve got to take the Equinox in tomorrow for a repair and I’m getting two different time frames now on the repair time. And according to the service manager Doug at the dealership, I am so NOT getting a rental, despite what Abby told me. He said that he’s putting me ahead of all the other poor fools who come in tomorrow for a repair and that mine will be done in under an hour. He also said that Abby at the district office isn’t even a GM employee, and that GM farms out those customer service calls. This is inspiring such confidence, I just can’t tell ya!

I’ve had some trouble with the AC in my Equinox. If you follow me on Twitter, you’re probably sick of hearing about it. The gist is that it started pooping out on long trips earlier in the summer, with just the fan working after it had been running a few hours. There’s air coming out, but it’s warm. And in July in Miss’ippi, that’s no good. It’s been to the shop three times already, and it’s not better, it’s worse. Now about 45 minutes to an hour into my drive every day it it just stops spitting out cold air. It almost looks like steam comes out first, then warm air. And I have a heck of a commute!

I’ve tried every setting under the sun and read the manual cover to cover, and I’m still sweating. And to make matters worse, the dealership I started with, where I bought my beloved Helga (I name my cars, don’t ask), says they’re too far from my work to drive me up here to Germantown, so I had to take time off work to sit and wait for them to tell me it was fixed when it wasn’t. Then another snafu at a dealership closer to work got me no closer to cool air. One last try at the dealership back closer to home at least got a diagnosis, but no part. So they’re ordering it, but if I let them fix it, it’s more time off work.

Now I’m beginning to panic. So I email corporate. And wait. I got a call, and the rep on the phone took down all the details. I’m starting to get hopeful. After a few more phone calls (them calling me, then calling the dealership, then calling me back), they assure me that not only will the part get here this week, they’ll get the dealership to give me a rental! When I asked at the dealership, I was told that they’d give me a ride to Enterprise, but they don’t do rentals. So I’m shocked, but happy!

I’ll be sure to blog again to praise or condemn them after this next visit, so let’s all keep our fingers crossed!

There’s something in my inbox that gives my email the power to reproduce. It’s amazing.

I’m hosting a huge pity party today, so if you want to hear about how it totally sucks to be me on days like this, join in!