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Surly Old Man

I've become surly with old age. My neighbors play their music too loud, so I yell at them. I stare at groups of young people walking in front of my house, poised to reprimand them for stepping on my lawn. I have a pension that I'm paying into, and I'm not afraid to tell anyone about it. So I'm becoming a surly old man.

And with age, comes introspection. Regrets, doubts, philosophical debates inside my head (and occasionally outside as well). A whole bunch of that stuff, for sure. It's as if I needed therapy at one point, and never really did it, so I just vomit out stuff when it comes to me and say "to heck with the circumstances -- I'm old. I don't care."

So today I'm at work, and I get a text message from my wife saying "I am in orientation with *insert name of guy I went to high school*'s wife."

After sending a joke, since he shares a name with someone famous, I followed with "Or is it that other guy I went to high …

Pressurized Creativity #1 - Macho Quest

A Prologue

Brevity is the soul of wit, right? At least, that's what Bill Shakespeare said. Since he's been dead for a few centuries, and a lot of old dead guys seem to know what they're talking about, or since we seem to take the words of old dead guys far more serious than old alive guys (I'm looking at you, Andy Griffith), I figured I would start my latest blog with something from an old dead guy. It really has no application to this particular post, but hey, it popped into my head, so I decided to write it down.

Anyway, things pop in my head on a regular basis. Moreso over the past few months, for reasons I can't quite nail down, but it might just be the fact that when I'm at work, the biggest challenge that I have creatively is figuring out what to eat for lunch. It may be that I haven't actually utilized all of my creative potential, or it could be that, not unlike a valve under pressure, if it begins to get TOO MUCH pressure, without being released…

Post #666 - The Posting of The Beast!

I've officially written 666 posts on this ol' blog, in the past 8 years or so. That's insane.

I haven't posted anything in a long time, but here's an update on the Vizio thing:

They fixed my television.

It wasn't 24 hours after Consumerist posted my story before a representative from Vizio called me to "work something out" - ie - they were in damage control mode. Within a week or so, my television was repaired, and working fine in my office.

There was a lot of debate both here, and at the Consumerist site, regarding my intentions when posting my "open letter". The posts ranged from supportive and understanding, to outrageous and insulting. In order to clear things up, I'll say this, as the final word on my issue with Vizio.

My TV was barely 18 months and it broke. I was upset. I wrote a letter to customer service - the same letter that I posted on this blog - and received a response that read "Please call us so we can resolve thi…

An Open Letter to William Wang, CEO of Vizio TV

Dear Mr. Wang,

In June of 2008, my wife purchased a 32" Vizio Plasma television for me for Father's Day. Needless to say, I was very happy, having wanted to make the switch to HD and finally being able to do so. Our current television was over ten years old, so I was looking forward to a long relationship with this television and Vizio.

Around December of 2009, I noticed some odd behavior from the television. It would flash on, and then off, and then on again. As though it were like a car having trouble turning over to start in cold weather. The problem was annoying in the beginning, and worsened over the last few weeks. Until tonight, when it refused to turn on at all.

Once the holidays were over, I called technical support, to find out just what I could do to either fix the television myself, or what you could do to stand behind your product. The customer service agent, who was very polite, informed me that since my warranty had been expired, and that my wife hadn&#…