I sent a letter to the TV repair company and National Electronics Warranty (NEW) because it has been so long since I heard about who’s fixing my TV or what’s happening there. I sent that letter on Thursday of last week, March 4. The TV repair company responded and said they’d continue pinging NEW for approval on the repair, but NEW wasn’t responsive.

It’s almost a week later and I still haven’t heard from NEW, so I called them. According to them, there was some sort of communication breakdown between them and the TV repair company where NEW was waiting for additional information from the TV repair folks, but the TV repair people were waiting for authorization from NEW. No one was talking to anyone.

While I was on hold, the guy at NEW called the TV repair people and got things straightened out. Now they want an additional three to five business days to go through approval. Because it hasn’t already been through that?

Anyway, now they’re going to figure out whether to replace the tube or just get me a new TV altogether.

This crap irritates me. Someone should be on top of this stuff. Unbelieveable. I guess we’ll see what happens next week when their time is up.

With our new dishwasher in the house, we no longer have the problem where our cups and glasses get “etched” because of crappy wash cycle, so we decided to get some new glasses.

I love huge glasses. Like, pint or larger is perfect. We found a set of pub glasses at Linens ‘N Things that are 20 oz. glasses. Love it. We threw ‘em in the new dishwasher, washed ‘em, and they look spectacular.

Got one out to use it for the first time last night. We have one of those refrigerators that has the water in the door. I wanted a glass of water. Pub glasses to the rescue!

Turns out, maybe these glasses are a little too big. Here’s a diagram (not to scale) of what I’m talking about.

No matter how I twist or turn that thing, I can’t get it in the door far enough to hit the button to get the water out. I actually have to reach my finger in there to depress the button.

I suppose that’s a small price to pay, but I won’t say I’m not a little peeved. I didn’t consider having to buy glasses based on the size of the opening in the refrigerator door. Bah!

I’ve noticed that there are some songs that are just catchy, but lately I’ve noticed a couple of songs that have particular parts that are catchy. I mean, while I like the songs as a whole, there are specific verses or lines that stick with me.

“I rock a lawsuit when I’m going to court, a white suit when I’m getting divorced, a black suit at the funeral home and my birthday suit when I’m home alone.” - Good Charlotte, “I Just Wanna Live”

“What part of our history’s reinvented and under rug swept? What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?” - Alanis Morissette, “Hands Clean”

Something about the delivery of those particular lines in those particular songs makes the song itself better; like it’s a mini “perfect song” within a song. I’m not sure what it is, but I dig it.

The new version, which requires DXCore 1.1.18 (a free download), has been released and provides the following updates:

Added option to replace tabs in <code> blocks with spaces.

Added option to remove duplicate links in major sections (<summary>, <remarks>, etc.) to avoid “link noise.” Links will be replaced with bold text.

Added context menu for inserting XML doc comment templates.

Added context menu for embedding selections in XML doc comment templates.

Added context menu for XML encoding selected text.

Added context menu for converting selected lines to XML doc comment.

Added context menu for expanding/collapsing XML doc comment blocks.

Added context menu for toggling visibility of CR_Documentor window.

Go get it!

I’m not sure how it started. I can only assume it was while cruising iTunes, but I’ve gotten into this mid-90’s Britpop groove. More specifically, I went on a mission questing for early Oasis albums.

I picked up (What’s The Story) Morning Glory and Definitely Maybe. After a few runs through “Champagne Supernova” and “Live Forever,” I’m starting to feel the romanticism of the burn fast, burn bright, burn out rockstar lifestyle. The “alone in a crowd” feeling of being high and low at the same time. I had a similar feeling after watching Almost Famous - a ship of emotion on a rolling sea of fame.

Visions of drugged-out rock stars sitting in an expensive high-rise hotel room, throwing the TV through the plate glass door to the balcony and abusing the heroin-junkie groupies, the only people left who care. Fashion, glitz, and glamour, taken intravenously, destroying the user from the inside out.

I don’t yearn to be a part of that, but I do appreciate the romantic, self-destructive quality of it. It intrigues me. I’m fascinated by the people who choose to surf those waves, to ride until they crash, and sometimes even get back onboard and try the ride again. A glimpse into that life is enough, and then it’s time to return to reality.