tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55053682024-03-08T03:44:54.362-06:00You think you have problems? You're not the only one!Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12606161308129892787noreply@blogger.comBlogger116125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5505368.post-88530190855141180242011-04-30T04:46:00.001-05:002011-04-30T04:46:25.312-05:00

Up at 3:30 CDT today at the start of my journey to Tampa, Florida, on what is Round 2 of the newest phase in my life.  The week-long trip is supposed to help me get smarter in designing IT systems.  My flight leaves Fargo at 5:25 for Minneapolis.  Two more flights from there will get me into Tampa by 1400 EDT.  Stopping in Atlanta before going on to Tampa. These early morning

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Howdy Folks!Yeah, its been three months at least since I last blogged. Sometimes its tough to think of things to rant about when you have a life more ordinary like mine. I think we all tend to believe that we are unique and special--that there is no one in the world quite like us. We think that everything we do is wonderful and without precedent in the history of mankind. Isn't that why we

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Yeah, yeah, yeah....We all have bad days, right? True. In this asinine world you always have a few. I do. I know you do too. Somedays though, it seems like nothing goes right. No matter what you do.I was up early this Saturday morning. Couldn't sleep. Some weird-ass dream about a Broadway musical concerning a twelve bedroom mansion. Nice and lyrical. Weird as hell though. Where does

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It has been colder than a chicken leg at a Vegan's Banquet around here lately. Wind chills today have been hovering around the -30F mark. Its harder than hell to sell cars and almost as bad doing anything outside. We've been blessed so far in that we've had not much snow, for that I'm really grateful but for the cold I'm less than pleased. Other than the weather there's not a whole lot going

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I just noticed that I've been blogging now for THREE YEARS! Woooooo-hooooo!Happy Anniversary to me.I just want to say thanks to all of you folks out there who've made me what I am today. Whatever that is that I am I owe it all to you wonderful people out there in the dark.You love me! You really, really love me!Thanks a million.

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My car is healed and so is my head (almost).I really don't have any new tales of adventure or woe to relay since most of my time is spent trying to sell cars. I do have a hole in my garage I need to fix (due to years of water damage and rot) sometime soon, but really nothing else of importance is happening.Dull enough for ya?

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I feel horrible this morning.I'm lethargic and I've got a raging headache in a portion of my brain that usually doesn't generate pain for me. I honestly think I had a mild concussion yesterday when I backed my NEW Ford F-150 pickup into a light pole on my employer's parking lot. I was only going about five or ten miles per hour at impact, but it was enough to shake up my skull when I hit the

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Well, as I've reported over on my other blog, Dana Sells Cars, I just notched my first two car sales this past Tuesday. If I could sell that number every week then I'm at my minimum quota and I would be very happy. If I could sell more I would be even happier.I like selling cars. It can be a little frustrating at times, but when you make the sale for a customer there is a real good feeling

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I'm just whacked after my first couple days of being a Personal Sales Advisor for new and used vehicles.Tired in a good way but tired nonetheless. My brain hurts because of all the info I'm trying to stuff into it in a relatively short period of time. Not any different I suppose than anyone else starting a new job would feel in a smiliar situaiton. The upshot is that I'm not very creative or

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Tonight is my last shift in Master Control for Prairie Public Television. Forever. After this I go to work selling cars at Luther Family Ford in south Fargo starting Monday. It really feels like I'm not even working tonight. We're pledging for dollars so its not a normal night as far as staff goes. Usually this shift is just me and the tape machines. This evening we've got a full studio of

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My Girls These are my three favorite women (from left to right): my mother Donna Mae (age 65), my niece Lilly Margaret (age 21 months), and my sister Eve Marie (age 34). This picture was taken earlier this year at my sister's townhouse in Fort Mill, South Carolina. Aren't they the sweetest trio you've seen? I certainly think so.

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Happy St. Patrick's Day!I'm just a wee bit Irish myself on my paternal side but I think most of us claim to be Irish on this day no matter how much or how little blood from the Emerald Isle flows in our veins. I celebrate this day because it is EXACTLY half-way to my birthday. Some Irish celebrate my birthday, September 17th because it is EXACTLY half-way to St. Patrick's Day. A coincidence?

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Howdy all you loyal followers of A Man Named Dana.I've returned to blogging with a new blog, Dana Sells Cars. There you'll find up-to-date accounts of my life as a neophyte car salesman. Be sure to check that blog out for the latest in my career life. I'll keep posting here for all the rest of the news about my personal life and all the unusual stuff from around the world that I find on the web

Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12606161308129892787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5505368.post-1113594093890707562005-04-15T14:41:00.000-05:002005-04-15T14:45:01.273-05:00

I paid my state and federal income taxes yesterday. Ouch! Government do take a bite, don't she? No shite. Just a little fodder for those of you who want to look for loopholes in the tax code. If anyone can find a way out, its gotta be Irwin Schiff. Of course, I make no endorsement of his beliefs, other than his right to free speech as protected by the Bill of Rights.Fight the man!

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Now that the hulabaloo over the death of J.P. II is pretty much over, we can get back to the business of watching other media personalities bite the dust. Sure, stars come and go, drunk and sober all the time. But there's nothing like a good mug shot of a famous person to remind us just how fragile the thin red line is between the Oscar carpet and our own lack of fame.I bring up the case of

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I don't usually watch prime-time network television. I'm a cable junkie for the most part, preferring the likes of the Discovery channel or A&E. Somehow I bought into the NBC hype and watched the first episode of their new miniseries, 'Revelations' last night. It stars the likeable Bill Pullman as a scientist who is drawn into a search for clues about the end of days as predicted in the Book

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Ahh, what a busy few months this has been. The merry-go-round doesn't stop for the timid nor for the folks waiting in line, eh? Hmmm, isn't there a song with that lyric in it somewhere?Well, the busy part of life has been work, work, work, family, work, work, etc... I was hosting my brother-in-law and family for the past seven months at home. My sister's family moved up to the Minnesota area

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It sure is difficult these days trying to make a living as a criminal, as the moron in this story found out. Drop the other shoe on him, I say!

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Its too easy to post stories like this. Why are criminals the stupidest people on earth? Does their stupidity turn them into criminals or do their crimes make them stupid?

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Hey folks. I've been out and about this past week without an internet connection so its been really quiet in my blog. I haven't done political commentary since last fall, but I thought it wise to weigh in now (while Prez. GWB is in Fargo) with a few thoughts about the Presidential plan to "save" Social Security. Check out the Slate article, Bush to Geezers: Save Yourselves! That pretty much

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We really don't need any more than this story to prove that there are some real messed up people in the world, do we? The man's goal was admirable, unless he was a Catholic, but the ends certainly did NOT justify the means. Maybe he should have been searching the internet for details on brain surgery instead. Makes me wanna reach for the ice tray right now...

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I'd say that this definitely qualifies as inappropriate behavior in the workplace. Just leave the pump at home before heading out the door.

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I love the Right Wing neocon Nazis who run this country. (Not!) Their latest attack is on a kids' cartoon character named SpongeBob Squarepants. Apparently, SpongeBob is a little too "gay friendly" for the neocons' tastes. First it was Tinky Winky from the Teletubbies TV show and now its SpongeBob. Who will it be tomorrow: Mickey Mouse? Where do these neo-neanderthals dig up this insane crap

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I've never diguised the fact that I love words. Words have the power to hurt as well as the ability to heal. I know you can think of a thousand reasons why for yourself. Anyway, there is a blog I've found that attempts to shine a light on new and old words "from the fringes of English." Enjoy.

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MSN's online magazine, Slate, has brought this little piece of food porn to light: The Fist Girl. I've watched this ad more than once but my reaction is the same: I think I'm offended by it but I'm not sure exactly why. I'm bringing it to your attention in this blog because I think its advertising at its slickest and most pornographic. Watching a beautiful young woman cram a fist down her

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