Holiday Spam

What is it about the holidays that make people go crazy? First they trample each other trying to get good deals on Black Friday, then they start stalking parking lots at malls, cutting each other off with abandon and a sense of glee. And those are just the consumers!

Businesses, they tend to make great leaps in losing their ethics. It becomes a sudden race to make as many sales as possible, no matter what it takes. Even if it means dusting off those lists they haven’t used in a couple years or somehow acquiring new lists of prospects. It’s amazing how much more unsolicited email I get from about mid November until mid January. It’s far more often than I get aggressively stalked for my parking space, that’s for sure!

So for anyone wondering, no matter the time of year, keep opt-in rules in mind. Treat others as you’d like to be treated, and if you like getting unsolicited emails…well treat them how a normal person would like to be treated. Unless they really truly asked you to contact them (and they did it recently at that!) don’t do it. And if they did ask you to contact them, respect them and don’t send 2 emails a day about that sale they just have to know about. Spread a little holiday cheer by not pissing people off.

Oh and if you’re one of those people who likes to trample others and becomes rude and aggressive in mall parking lots, cut that out too please.

Remodeling Update

I’ve been horribly remiss in writing in the last few months, I’d blame attempting to enjoy what little sunshine we actually got this year in PDX or being busy with work, but really I’ve just been lazy. Because I know at least one person in the world is curious…the house was finally finished, mostly.

The siding is up; we painted kind of a greenish tan color, with bright white trim. It was only completed because my little brother gallantly came and helped after I fell off a ladder attempting to paint some of the higher up points and broke my foot. Oh yeah, that’s my other excuse for not writing for months, I was recuperating from a broken foot. I highly recommend never doing that.

Still haven’t painted the bathroom, maybe this winter, maybe. We’ll at least do it before selling the house in the next decade or so. Probably.

M-O-O-N Spells Apocalypse

I work from home. I love it; I really do, though it does get quite lonely sometimes. Pajamas are my friend, my car rarely gets driven and I’ve turned into quite the home body.  I also tend to get a little out of the loop; I rarely have to pay attention to the weather reports anymore and shopping from home is my friend. Really, I’m just becoming a bit of a recluse.

A couple of weeks ago we were watching Stephen King’s The Stand (it really hasn’t held up to the test of time, but that’s another story) and it got me thinking–if the apocalypse were to strike would I even notice? I mean honestly, those are the kind of things that pop into my head these days, I have a bit more time on my hands than I used to and the silence of the house makes you think odd things, but it’s a valid point. I can go a week or more without stepping a foot outside, unless I want the mail. I wouldn’t actually physically talk to other people if I didn’t live with someone. Unless the cable or power goes out I wouldn’t really notice what’s going on. I think, unless my house actually blew up or zombies broke in, I’d likely survive whatever is going on just due to sheer obliviousness, at least until my next Safeway delivery didn’t show up.

If the apocalypse strikes it won’t be the gun nuts or the people who stocked up on supplies who survive, it’ll be the telecommuters.