Eek
Tuesday, July 25 2006
25:40
I was shocked tonight to discover, while entering my receipts into my accounting program, my birth date on a grocery store receipt. The receipt had faded (which they do if they stay crumpled too long), but after scanning it in and enhancing the image, it was pretty clear that it said "Birth" followed by a date – including the day of the week, which was correct. And it was my birthday. I can only guess right now that it was a glitch in their debit card auth system that somehow caused that info to print (I'm not sure why any terminal would need that info, but am not too surprised that it'd be accessible).
Not so hot out today. Actually cool and breezy this morning – awoke at 6:45 in a very tense and chilled state, as all the windows were open. Yesterday was hot, and despite the fact that the cooler weather arrived around 10 PM, I came home at 11:30 to an oven of an apartment.
Decided to feel out the "preferred lender" for the condos – who advertise the ability to lock-in an interest rate now, despite the long time until closing. Of course, their rates aren't very good (a quarter percent higher than comparable ARMs from my first choice, and the same as #1's 30y fixed). After a few days talking to the rep, I left a message tonight indicating that I wasn't going to bite just yet. I think rates might not go up much between now and October, and so hopefully worst-case is I get the same rate from some other lender when the time comes.
I don't like the sound my car makes when I accelerate, it's a bit raspy like there are some loose valves or something. It's not bad, just not something I think a car with 18k miles on it should be doing.
Took a few things to Goodwill on Sunday: two record players, a VCR, a large bag of clothes, and a chair.
car music: Gtrrstrfe; Crimson
p.s. that reminds me – the guy at Subway on Sunday stared at my chest w/ a funny look for about 10 seconds (I had on the red Discipline t-shirt), then said, "Where'd you get that shirt?". I said at their show a few years ago. "OK, that's what I figured, but . . . yeah, I saw them last year. . . or at least one of those bands, they all use some variation on that name, King Crimson, the Crimson King, or whatever. . . . . . so, are they Celtic folk? No? Like metal or something?".
25:40
I was shocked tonight to discover, while entering my receipts into my accounting program, my birth date on a grocery store receipt. The receipt had faded (which they do if they stay crumpled too long), but after scanning it in and enhancing the image, it was pretty clear that it said "Birth" followed by a date – including the day of the week, which was correct. And it was my birthday. I can only guess right now that it was a glitch in their debit card auth system that somehow caused that info to print (I'm not sure why any terminal would need that info, but am not too surprised that it'd be accessible).
Not so hot out today. Actually cool and breezy this morning – awoke at 6:45 in a very tense and chilled state, as all the windows were open. Yesterday was hot, and despite the fact that the cooler weather arrived around 10 PM, I came home at 11:30 to an oven of an apartment.
Decided to feel out the "preferred lender" for the condos – who advertise the ability to lock-in an interest rate now, despite the long time until closing. Of course, their rates aren't very good (a quarter percent higher than comparable ARMs from my first choice, and the same as #1's 30y fixed). After a few days talking to the rep, I left a message tonight indicating that I wasn't going to bite just yet. I think rates might not go up much between now and October, and so hopefully worst-case is I get the same rate from some other lender when the time comes.
I don't like the sound my car makes when I accelerate, it's a bit raspy like there are some loose valves or something. It's not bad, just not something I think a car with 18k miles on it should be doing.
Took a few things to Goodwill on Sunday: two record players, a VCR, a large bag of clothes, and a chair.
car music: Gtrrstrfe; Crimson
p.s. that reminds me – the guy at Subway on Sunday stared at my chest w/ a funny look for about 10 seconds (I had on the red Discipline t-shirt), then said, "Where'd you get that shirt?". I said at their show a few years ago. "OK, that's what I figured, but . . . yeah, I saw them last year. . . or at least one of those bands, they all use some variation on that name, King Crimson, the Crimson King, or whatever. . . . . . so, are they Celtic folk? No? Like metal or something?".

