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Friday, July 25, 2008
CDO

I saw this on someone's Facebook profile and loved it, so now you get to read it, too.
EDIT: I read this one over at Toothpaste for Dinner and thought it fit the theme pretty well:
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Monday, October 15, 2007
Maybe It's Just Me
I was riding in the car with a coworker the other day and I found out something that blew my mind.
On most car radios, there are six buttons that you can program to automatically go to your favorite radio stations. Some have more than that, but six is a sorta-standard. The FM band on radios goes from 87.8 to 108.0 here in the US, from left to right like you'd normally read ascending numbers.
Logically, then, if you've got six favorite stations, it makes complete sense to put them from left to right on your favorite buttons, lowest number on the far left, highest number on the far right. Right?
Apparently not to everyone. My coworker said, "Nuh uh. Your favorite station goes on the first button because it's #1! Also, it's closer to you [as the driver], so it's easier to push."
I could never bring myself to function in that way, but it got me wondering how many other people think like him. You know what that means... Poll time!
Please answer honestly, as this seemingly-simple poll could be the basis of someone's life's work on how people think.
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On most car radios, there are six buttons that you can program to automatically go to your favorite radio stations. Some have more than that, but six is a sorta-standard. The FM band on radios goes from 87.8 to 108.0 here in the US, from left to right like you'd normally read ascending numbers.
Logically, then, if you've got six favorite stations, it makes complete sense to put them from left to right on your favorite buttons, lowest number on the far left, highest number on the far right. Right?
Apparently not to everyone. My coworker said, "Nuh uh. Your favorite station goes on the first button because it's #1! Also, it's closer to you [as the driver], so it's easier to push."
I could never bring myself to function in that way, but it got me wondering how many other people think like him. You know what that means... Poll time!
Please answer honestly, as this seemingly-simple poll could be the basis of someone's life's work on how people think.
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Thursday, May 17, 2007
A Tale Of Two Trips
On Tuesday I went down to Indy to meet my brother (and Dr. S.) for dinner. They were in town for a two-day training seminar and Tuesday night was the best night for us to get together. Michael (mi hermano) emailed me where they were staying, so I Googlemapped it and printed out the step-by-step instructions. I studied the route a few times and obsessively looked at it every few seconds once I got to Indy, on the off-chance that I had missed a turn. I arrived at their hotel without incident, and Dr. S. knew the area well enough that we found the mall and places to eat without too much trouble. After dinner and walking around the mall a bit, I dropped them back off at their hotel and Dr. S. gave me directions back to the interstate.
In, out, no problem. Home by 11:30.
Now rewind to last week...
A friend of mine (who shall remain nameless) put up a "Hey, I'm going to Indy to get some camping gear, anyone want to go along?" post on his blog. "Sure, sounds fun," I said. "Hey, while we're there, can we stop by this one other store?" Sure.
So on Thursday I find the address to my store and print out the directions, making sure to get the phone number, just in case. He (let's call him "L") and another fellow ("B") picked me up around 7 and we headed out.
About ten minutes into the trip, I ask L, "So, what's this store we're going to?"
(It should be noted at this point that there are about a grillion stores on 86th Street.)
At this point, the conversation becomes downright surreal.
Whew. That was a relief. Now to call the store to confirm their hours and where they are.
At this point, I am, of course, envisioning that we will be lost forever and I'm wondering how long it took the Donner Party to take extreme measures and I am kind of hungry already...
So we ended up going to the other store. And they didn't have the stuff he was looking for. But then we went for Italian food and came back home and everything was fine. And we had a great time, to boot.
I'm not sure when I turned into this guy, but the idea of driving without a specific destination in mind just about killed me. I don't do so well with the "no plans" parts of life, but not in every "no plans" part. That's the part I really don't get - why am I so OCD about some stuff, but not all stuff? 6 comments
In, out, no problem. Home by 11:30.
Now rewind to last week...
A friend of mine (who shall remain nameless) put up a "Hey, I'm going to Indy to get some camping gear, anyone want to go along?" post on his blog. "Sure, sounds fun," I said. "Hey, while we're there, can we stop by this one other store?" Sure.
So on Thursday I find the address to my store and print out the directions, making sure to get the phone number, just in case. He (let's call him "L") and another fellow ("B") picked me up around 7 and we headed out.
About ten minutes into the trip, I ask L, "So, what's this store we're going to?"
L: "Oh, I'm not really sure."
Me: "I'm sorry, what?"
L: "Well, I know it's on 86th Street near the mall."
(It should be noted at this point that there are about a grillion stores on 86th Street.)
Me: "Um, so you don't know the name of the store?"
L: "It'll be fine. We'll find it."
Me: ". . ."
L: "And if we don't, it'll be fine. We'll be fine."
Me: [strangled noise emanates from throat]
L: "If you're so worried about it, call W. and have her look it up."
Me: [dialing W. before he'd finished the sentence] "Okay."
At this point, the conversation becomes downright surreal.
L: "Have her search for xyz."
W: "Nothing. Oh, wait - is this it?"
L: "No... that doesn't sound right. Wait, have her search for abc."
W: "Is this it?"
L: "No... I don't think so. Here, let me talk to her."
Me: "You keep driving!" (We were, as they say, making good time. I didn't want L. to be distracted.)
L: "Oh, wait, I remember. I went to the site and used their Site Locator!"
Me: "This information could have been handier twenty minutes ago."
W: "Here is the address and the phone number."
Me: "Bless you. You may have saved L.'s life and me from a lifetime in the joint for murder."
Whew. That was a relief. Now to call the store to confirm their hours and where they are.
Disconnected. No alternate number given.
At this point, I am, of course, envisioning that we will be lost forever and I'm wondering how long it took the Donner Party to take extreme measures and I am kind of hungry already...
L: "Hey, we'll just go to this other store. It'll be fine."
So we ended up going to the other store. And they didn't have the stuff he was looking for. But then we went for Italian food and came back home and everything was fine. And we had a great time, to boot.
I'm not sure when I turned into this guy, but the idea of driving without a specific destination in mind just about killed me. I don't do so well with the "no plans" parts of life, but not in every "no plans" part. That's the part I really don't get - why am I so OCD about some stuff, but not all stuff? 6 comments
Thursday, April 19, 2007
More Wisdom From Chocolate
A while back (1 year, 6 months, and 7 days ago) I wrote an entry entitled "Advice From Chocolate." It was a scientific study of the sayings on the insides of the wrappers to Dove Dark Chocolate Promises. I went through a bag of the chocolates and kept careful track of what each saying was, what order I pulled each saying out, and how many of each saying there were. The short version for those with no desire to wade through the rather lengthy previous entry is that there were 41 chocolates in the bag and 19 different sayings represented.
Earlier this week I was in a mood for chocolate (hey, guys have comfort foods, too!), so I bought a bag. While I love dark chocolate, I've been on a milk chocolate kick lately, so I bought a bag of Dove Milk Chocolate Promises this time around. The first saying was very familiar, and my low-level OCD kicked in again. I didn't keep track of the order this time, just the frequency of the sayings. I've listed them below with my thoughts, and have starred the ones that appeared in the previously tested bag of chocolates. The number in parenthesis is how many times the saying showed up in this bag.
Also, observant readers will notice that "earlier this week" wasn't that long ago and will surmise that I ate 31 chocolates in the space of at most 4 days. In reality, it was more like 2 days.
What can I say? I needed a lot of comfort this week, I guess.
Earlier this week I was in a mood for chocolate (hey, guys have comfort foods, too!), so I bought a bag. While I love dark chocolate, I've been on a milk chocolate kick lately, so I bought a bag of Dove Milk Chocolate Promises this time around. The first saying was very familiar, and my low-level OCD kicked in again. I didn't keep track of the order this time, just the frequency of the sayings. I've listed them below with my thoughts, and have starred the ones that appeared in the previously tested bag of chocolates. The number in parenthesis is how many times the saying showed up in this bag.
- Be fearless (2) - Forget bungie jumping - eat a bag of chocolate and don't worry about your arteries!
- Sing along with the elevator music (3) - Okay, but only if it's "My Heart Will Go On," because I don't know the words to "The Girl from Ipanema." Wait - did I just reveal I know the words to "My Heart Will Go On"? Carp. Disregard that.
- *Remember your first everything (2) - I will never forget the first time I nearly bit my tongue off nor the first time I put a rusty nail through the side of my foot. This is my promise to you, Dove Chocolate!
- Get your feet massaged (5) - Ewww. No. Nor will I have them bitten. Nor encased in ice. Just - no. Stay away from my feet.
- *Go to your special place (3) - I suppose I could go to another Cowboys game this year...
- Listen to your heartbeat and dance (3) - But... dancing would increase my heart rate, which would then increase my dancing rate, which... Dude! I just ate a bag of chocolate! Are you trying to kill me??
- Buy yourself flowers (1) - Alternatively, poke yourself in the eye with a sharp stick. Or provoke a skunk. Or get a cat that bites you constantly. These are all about equal.
- *Make your eyes twinkle (5) - If the Borg can do it, so can you.
- *Send a love letter this week (1) - "Dear Winona, You've stolen my heart..."
- *Smile. People will wonder what you've been up to. (2) - OH MY WORD CAN WE RETIRE THIS PHRASE FROM THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE ALREADY? ARGH!
- Smile before bed. You'll sleep better. (1) - It will also make the bedbugs wonder what you've been up to.
- Sometimes one smile means more than a dozen roses (1) - And sometimes one restraining order means more than a dozen cans of pepper spray.
- When two hearts race, both win (2) - Unless they're racing to the finish. Then both lose.
Also, observant readers will notice that "earlier this week" wasn't that long ago and will surmise that I ate 31 chocolates in the space of at most 4 days. In reality, it was more like 2 days.
What can I say? I needed a lot of comfort this week, I guess.
Labels: OCD
8 commentsWednesday, October 12, 2005
Advice From Chocolate
Just because my brain works like this, when the piece of Dove dark chocolate tried to get me fired last month, I was struck with curiosity about the other phrases they might have and how frequently they might be used in a bag.
So, of course, I kept track of the next bag.
The following list is from a bag of Dove Dark Chocolate Promises. When you take the red wrapper off a piece of chocolate, there is a phrase printed inside. This is a list of the phrases used in the bag in question, in the order the pieces were eaten.

So, of course, I kept track of the next bag.
The following list is from a bag of Dove Dark Chocolate Promises. When you take the red wrapper off a piece of chocolate, there is a phrase printed inside. This is a list of the phrases used in the bag in question, in the order the pieces were eaten.
- Whisper in the dark
- Test your own limits and keep going
- Make your eyes twinkle
- Remember your first everything
- Send a love letter this week
- Be mischievous. It feels good.
- Make your eyes twinkle
- Go to your special place
- Do what feels right
- If they can do it, you know you can
- Be mischievous. It feels good.
- You know what? You look good in red.
- Find your passion.
- Smile. People will wonder what you’ve been up to.
- Do what feels right
- Smile. People will wonder what you’ve been up to.
- Discover yourself
- Naughty can be nice
- There’s no excuse not to dream
- Go to your special place
- Discover yourself
- Smile. People will wonder what you’ve been up to.
- If they can do it, you know you can
- If they can do it, you know you can
- Do what feels right
- Make your eyes twinkle
- There’s no excuse not to dream
- Go to your special place
- If they can do it, you know you can
- Naughty can be nice
- Smile. People will wonder what you’ve been up to.
- Learn something from everyone you meet
- Write a real letter, not just an email
- Be mischievous. It feels good.
- Do what feels right
- If they can do it, you know you can
- Dare to love completely
- Hey, why not?
- Go to your special place
- Remember your first everything
- Wink at someone driving past today
So now let's break it down a bit.
- 3x -"Be mischievous. It feels good." Until, of course, you get called out for acting like an idiot at work. "Johnson, why did you dissolve a neon pink highlighter in the coffee this morning?" "I was being mischievous!" "Johnson, not only am I going to fire you, I'm going to hit you with this brick."
- 1x -"Dare to love completely" I've tried this tactic with my cat Nutmeg and all it ever does is get me bitten. Word to the wise.
- 2x - "Discover yourself" And when you do, be sure to plant a flag on yourself.
- 4x - "Do what feels right" Unless, of course, what feels right is to carve your initials on people you meet with your pocket knife. Don't do that.
- 1x -"Find your passion." It's usually in the last place you look.
- 4x -"Go to your special place" Best Buy is open from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. most weekdays.
- 1x -"Hey, why not?" Or, conversely, why?
- 5x -"If they can do it, you know you can" This one is obviously their main message, as it was used in this bag more than any other phrase. Problem is, it's baloney (or, if you prefer, "bologna"). Lance Armstrong can win the Tour de France seven times and date Sheryl Crow. Think you can do that? That's what I thought. Thanks, Dove chocolate. Thanks for giving me unrealistic dreams and hopes. Jerk.
- 1x - "Learn something from everyone you meet" This one's actually not a bad idea. it's particularly good if you are in the habit of meeting ninja masters and stockbrokers.
- 3x - "Make your eyes twinkle" I suggest gilding them.
- 2x - "Naughty can be nice" Tell that to Santa, then enjoy your lump of coal.
- 2x - "Remember your first everything" Like that time you followed the advice given to you by a bag of chocolate and got fired, arrested, and giftless.
- 1x - "Send a love letter this week" "Dear Nutmeg, please stop biting me."
- 4x - "Smile. People will wonder what you’ve been up to." Is anyone else as sick of this saying as I am?
- 1x - "Test your own limits and keep going" Earlier this evening the episode of Seinfeld aired where Kramer and the car salesman take a test drive and see how far they can go. It's nice when chocolate and Seinfeld agree on something.
- 2x - "There’s no excuse not to dream" Unless, of course, you're on some sort of medication.
- 1x - "Whisper in the dark" Creeeeeeepy.
- 1x - "Wink at someone driving past today" Because they're sure to see you do it at 65 m.p.h
- 1x - "Write a real letter, not just an email" This one's also not a bad idea. One well-placed EMP blast and all your email is gone. A hand-written letter will totally survive an EMP blast, though not the fires that might follow.
- 1x - "You know what? You look good in red." You know what? Chocolate doesn't know anything about what makes people look good. If chocolate were to say "I will make you fat" or "I will bring you temporary happiness," then maybe I'll believe it. I'm pretty sure this is meant as an inside joke referring to the fact that the chocolate itself is wrapped in red, but I don't need chocolate taking up my valuable time doing self-affirmations. Increase your self-esteem on your own time, chocolate! Regardless, I'll probably wear my red shirt tomorrow, just in case.
In case you worry about me keeping track of a bag of chocolate, let me assure you: you have every right to worry. There isn't a bag of M&M's or Skittles I open that I don't want to separate into piles by color, and my cereal boxes are generally organized by height. If there's a minor I can major on, I'll do it.
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EDIT: There is now a sequel to this post.
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