Another Win in the Books
It was a fantastic tailgate day with some wonderful friends and a win to boot.The Family Curse on Wachovia
Back in 1954, I was yet to be conceived but my parents were well under way at raising a family and building a career.
My parents and two sisters lived in Rocky Mount, NC in the eastern part of the state near the Tar River.
At some point Dad was offered an opportunity to move to Durham, NC for better opportunity in his career.
My family found a house and made arrangements for the girls education, and lastly closed their bank account in Rocky Mount by requesting a cashiers check.
Upon arriving in Durham, Dad took the cashiers check to the local Wachovia Bank and Trust Company to set up a new account. The bank gladly set up the account but told Dad that they would put a 10 day hold on his check until the funds cleared. He explained that a cashiers check was as good as cash but the bank would not budge.
At this point my father snatched the check from the banker and in a Charlton Heston, Moses like voice with the wind blowing and lightning bolts flying said, "Fine then my good man. I shall never do business with you, nor my family, nor my children's children, and all future generations of Hunnicutt's and the fruit of their loins." Or something to that effect.
And so it was that a curse was placed on Wachovia and my father opened an account with Durham Bank and Trust.
I have avoided doing business with Wachovia Bank my entire adult life to honor the family curse.
And now...Wachovia is on the ropes looking for a healthy bank to buy them. The Hunnicutt curse took 54 years to run it's course. I raise a coffee cup to your memory Dad. Wachovia is going down!
PC News
The other day I noticed a peanut skin between the cover of my notebook computer and the actual LCD screen. This should have been a clue that something wasn't right.
At work the next day I forced air in the area to dislodge the skin to a better, less annoying position.
Finally on Sunday I heard a cracking sound on my notebook and saw the whole cover of the PC coming apart.
On Monday I dropped off the notebook and awaited the bad news. New screen covers front and back plus labor for less than $300. Not bad. The PC is two years old and still works fine. I have it backed up too.
I should be back in the saddle by Monday and have a new looking PC.
At work the next day I forced air in the area to dislodge the skin to a better, less annoying position.
Finally on Sunday I heard a cracking sound on my notebook and saw the whole cover of the PC coming apart.
On Monday I dropped off the notebook and awaited the bad news. New screen covers front and back plus labor for less than $300. Not bad. The PC is two years old and still works fine. I have it backed up too.
I should be back in the saddle by Monday and have a new looking PC.
Hick Alert!
Sometimes I feel like such a hick. A moment ago I had this conversation with Shannon of Sirius satellite radio.
Me – “I need the little thang that plugs in my dash..... my dawg broke it off.”
“Yes.”
Maybe I should have practiced what I was going to say while I was on hold.
Browserless
I am a man without a browser. I used to use Microsoft Explorer and had no complaints.
Oh I dabbled in Firefox just to be a bad boy and the experience enabled me to communicate with nerds better.
But MS Explorer was my browser and all was right with the world.
Then came along Microsoft Vista. It seems that Explorer hung up in
Firefox was cool and all the cool kids were using it. We were outlaws and we had extensions. I got my Firefox all configured and all was right with the world.
Then one day my Accuweather extension disappeared. This angered me because I like weather. But I went on until one day my Google Toolbar disappeared.
I tried reinstalling the extension and it didn’t show up. I tried uninstalling Firefox and reinstalling Firefox and the toolbar and it didn’t work. I cannot function in this modern world without my Google toolbar. The toolbar has all of my links, my maps, my email, my documents, my everything.
Then along came Google Chrome. Wow! Google’s own browser and I was ecstatic. I was going to be cooler than cool…I was cutting edge.
It seems however that Google Chrome developer team didn’t find it necessary to develop a Google toolbar for Google Chrome. Sounds familiar in a way with the Vista/Explorer debacle. In addition, Chrome doesn’t work with the current release of Java so I can’t use many web applications like weather radars.
So back to crashing Explorer.
One last thing…no comments please from nerdy ass Apple users please.
We are completely chillin’ down here in
There is good football on the TV and I am glad to declare an Evelyn Wilson weekend after a hectic week.
Abby rode down with the pack and everyone was on their best behavior. We counted feet, nipples, tails, lungs, butt holes, etc currently in the truck to pass the time. Having a bird in the car was a nice wildcard.
Abby did finally get to meet her new owner and they hit it off better than I expected. This will be a good home for a dog who was on death row just 6 weeks ago with big time medical problems to boot.
I need to nap now between college games.
An Idea
I was attending a funeral the other day. While waiting for the
service I closely watched the funeral director close the coffin noting something I can imagine being very handy for the tailgater.
Take you average run of the mill coffin. Tear out all the fluffy stuff inside and replace the right side with a built in grill and the left side with a cooler. Put in some drawers at the bottom for storage and you’ve got yourself one nifty tailgate package.
How cool would that be?
Oh lets take this further. Find an old
Then roll out the coffin, fire up the grill and pop open a cool one. A cool one…that’s funny.
I need to go pack for
A Short Vlog and Opinion
Remember Ike and Gustov a few weeks ago? For most of us hurricanes make TV news watchable.
There is noting quite like a good natural disaster to take your mind off politics and financial markets. And we Americans do natural disaster coverage first class.
Hurricanes are the perfect news story if you think about it. You know pretty much where the news will be and when it will be. There is a build up; Then the actual hurricane; Then the aftermath and damage. All of this news delivered to you in High Definition TV.
The film crew packs up and every goes about their normal life. How fun was that?
The problem is unless you have experience a hurricane you have no idea of the hardship that lays ahead for folks in its path.
Americans down in
There will be nothing near normal for them for a long time. They will have to face the reality of this disaster every day. This will go on for weeks, months and years.
It took Gigi and I ten plus years to completely clean up from hurricane Hugo. It took two weeks to restore water and power. I remember thinking that the world had forgotten us.
Remember these folks and everyone in the path of these terrible storms. It takes a long time to heal.
And now for a Friday Vlog. I recorded a drive through the cut on I-40 in the
Return of Abby
Yes I am an idiot. I have logged over 1,000 miles in two weeks driving Abby to and from East Tennessee Border Collie Rescue foster home of Karen and Jay who live in
Heck, Abby and I have our favorite stops now on I-40. Did you know there is a beef jerky outlet near
A few days after I dropped off Abby in
Tomorrow Abby will ride with Peaches, Cedie, Duke, Haley, Gigi and Boscoe along with yours truly in an extended cab pickup towing a 12,000 pound RV.
Wouldn’t you like to be a fly on the wall watching this ride?
Captain America to the Rescue!
Boy am I tired. I feel like one of those Eboli Monkeys bit me.
This is a cruel email I sent yesterday to a friend who works for failing insurance giant AIG and his response.
Eric,
I know soon you will be cleaning out the promotions room with all the AIG stuff. Don't forget Ty and I. We prefer wicking golf shirts in a Medium size. Also we are willing to hit AIG golf balls.
Realize that your promotional items are heavily discounted so you can give us legally far more product than you could just a few weeks ago.
Keep your head up.
We're thinking about you.
Reggie
DUDE! I needed that...thanks for making me laugh ;)
Eric
Well it seems that last night before I went to bed that Santa Fed agreed to bail out AIG with 85 Billion your money to save the world from Financial Collapse. Yes the markets would have collapsed, I do not jest. And yes that is American tax dollars used to save the worlds largest international group of thieves and the world markets.
Basically we nationalized a company like some third world country would do. So Americans we now collectively own an insurance company just like the constitution says.
Enough of my soapbox.
I have found a forever home for Abby. This means I drive back to
Cef.
Swimming With the Sharks at the Edge of the World
There is something to be said about the exhilaration and rush that I feel when I am in danger. The adrenalin heightens my senses. I feel almost super human in my mental processes. My thought sequences run three steps ahead before my body can physically catch up. I am so alert. Outcomes and options seem so clear.
Another dark shadows pass effortlessly under me. I feel vulnerable. Was it real or did I imagine it? I get another shot of the magic brain drug from my body.
This is how I felt thrice while swimming in the presence of sharks or barracudas down in
I got back on the drug yesterday at work.
I am in the industry that is making headlines. My house is worth more than Lehman Brothers after all the combined efforts of brightest Ivey League business minds ran it into the ground.
I am a little player in a big scary sea right now and I am loving it.
Oh Sweet Victory!
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We had a great day of live football in Charlotte. We all headed to the sacred tailgate grounds around 9 AM for a chicken wing and Michelob Light breakfast.
Then the meat fest continued with brunch of brats, hamburgers, hotdogs and skewered shrimp.
We had special guest tailgaters from Chicago who brought food, friendship, and a team to beat in the heat.
Abby
In my mind I have a dog hall of fame that is ornate and beautiful. In there are ebony busts displayed of my favorite canine pets that have gone on along with their stories of greatness. My hall of fame honors Dody, Redbud, Dottie, Barkley, Blacky, Galaxy, Rockwell, Rusty, Little Man, and the list goes on. I hope that many will be added in my lifetime.
Yesterday I inducted Abby. She is gone now and we miss her very much.
On Friday I drove to
I got this encouraging email from Karen, “So far so good. She fits right into the family. It's like she has been here forever.”
It is amazing how much you can bond with a loving animal in just a month.
I will miss you Abby.
Sorry Muffy and Biff
In the boo, friggin hoo and cry me a river department.
It seems no one felt much pain when regular gasoline climbed to $3.99 a gallon a while back. Meanwhile I was paying $4.80 for diesel along with all the folks that ship your bananas and toilet paper.
Well the tables have turned with gas selling in the mid $4 range overnight and my dear old diesel is selling at $3.81.
People are screaming over the prices here in
Tell your sad story to the Cubans and Haitians.
I Got Polled!
I got polled last night. Wait a minute…that didn’t sound quiet right.
Last night a pollster called me on the phone and I did one of those political polls that you hear about.
It went on and on. So long in fact I had to pee halfway through the phone call. I was on a mobile phone so I quietly sat down to pee in order to reduce pee noise. Gigi was outside the door laughing at me.
It was interesting to me at least about how the questions were asked and how the scales were set up for responses.
Keep in mind I was a marketing major in college so this stuff was right up my ally.
One of the more clear cut questions asked me how I would rank the following on a scale of one to one hundred with one hundred being the highest in approval. Then she read off John McCain, Barry Obama, Sara Palin, and dipshit, oh what his name…Joe Biden.
The poll honestly seemed balanced. I couldn’t determine who was actually paying for the poll. I listened for bias.
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My New Toy
The other day when I was certain that we were going to be inconvenienced with Hannah I decided to run out and buy a Honda EU2000i generator.
As you may recall from previous posts, Gigi does not have marital relations without electricity. Don’t read anything kinky into it, she just has to know there is electricity and all the fantastic things that go with it like water and lights before she turns her thoughts to sex.
I didn’t want to take any chances so I thought I would add this new Honda EU2000i generator to my fleet of one 4000 watt generators already in the garage.
This new generator is a gem. It is light, quiet enough to have a conversation nearby and has enough juice to run the refrigerator and a few lights in the guest house.
I have always wanted a Honda EU200i. I have looked at them for years in catalogs. I have drooled over the accessories. Did you know you can hook two of these babies together and have a quiet 4000 watt generator? Be still my heart. Two of them!
I may take this thing tailgating this Sunday if I can figure out what I need to power up. Maybe a few fans if it hot.
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