…I’d seriously consider doing it. It will be two weeks tonight that my car was dropped off at their service center. They still do not have an injection pump for my car. I was told last week that they would have it by last Friday (a week after the first estimate). It was not there. Then I was told today. It was not there. Then I was told tomorrow. You can guess what they’ll say tomorrow. Plus it’ll be at least another day until they get it in my car, assuming they even know how to do that. Plus to get a cheap plane ticket back to Vegas I need about 5 days warning—but I absolutely will not book a return flight until I hear from them that they have the friggin’ IP and are putting it in my car. Their rating with me has slipped from a C to a D. Anyone care to go for an F?

Here’s a fun personals ad that I thought up. I posted it as a bulletin on MySpace and Friendster so my friends can get a kick out of it. :) Who knows, maybe they’ll pass it along to their cute actor friends (who get the joke). At the very least I would hope it demonstrates my creativity and sense of humor.

NOW CASTING: g/f role for new reality

OPEN CASTING CALL for a new reality, “My Girlfriend” Producer/director now holding ongoing open auditions for the following role:

MY GIRLFRIEND (F): Mid to late-20’s, cute, “girlfriend type.” Spunky and upbeat recurring supporting role, with a possibility for contract extension and upgrade to leading co-starring role. Not a lot of lines from leading man but very good screen time. Mostly improvisational dialogue. Some singing/dancing may be required and must move well. Comedic timing is a plus and any special skills will be considered on an individual basis. There is no pay. Credit, copy, and some meals provided. Callbacks TBA. Role open until filled.

I am alone again in my heart. I refer you to a previous entry I made in my blog, of an old poem I once wrote.

I won’t go into the details of what prompted me to post this blog entry. It’s private. I suppose the purpose of this entry is to proclaim my sorrow to the universe in an attempt to get it to pity me and throw me a proverbial bone.

Some word of mouth marketing itself led me to the book Word of Mouth Marketing by Andy Sernovitz. So far I’m enjoying it and learning from it. And here’s some unsolicited marketing from myself to you. (Warning: it’s not all that positive. But it’s free and honest.)

1. Sahara VW Customer Satisfaction Review: POOR

My car broke down in Vegas last week. Actually, I was past Vegas but Sahara VW in Vegas was the closest dealership. It turns out I needed a new fuel injection pump. This was last Monday that my car broke down. They called me the next day and gave me a ridiculously high quote on fixing the IP, plus they wanted to put on a new timing belt, vacuum hoses, and fix the leaky CV boots. I told them, “just the IP, thanks,” and they said it would be until that Friday that they got the part in! So I got a round-trip flight home ‘cause I sure wasn’t going to stay in Vegas for a whole week doing nothing.

I have the strangest thoughts when I’m drifting in and out of consciousness. Here are a few of the things I’ve written down recently:

• dogs vs. doors

• “Your beauty paralyzes me.”

• BareBones Airlines: “Where service is our number two priority.” (The first is saving money, of course.)

This is the fifth weekend in a row it’s snowed in Denver. I’m tired of snow. I want it to go away. I want to be able to wash my car, which once was silver. It is now dirt colored. I want to be able to walk from point A to point B without needing ice cleats. I don’t want to shovel again.

Someone else now has a blog with the title “phil’s osophies.” Looks like it was started on or around December 7, 2006. However his does not have the cool little ™ symbol; that should distinguish us. :)

Wordpress is a good platform for blogging. I experimented with it a while ago, during my days of wild webserver software experimentation.

Humans can justify just about anything. It’s what we’re good at. It keeps us sane and makes us crazy.

The price we pay for sentience, I guess. Lower animals do not understand therefore do not comprehend therefore needn’t make sense of the world. But on the other hand, we’re not scared of vacuums.