Last night, would you believe, my friends at TMF.com alerted me to a potential gas leak. Following up on it, I called the Gas Company to check it out. After work I get home, nice dude named Frank comes in to inspect everything.
Frank opens up the heater and looks at the innards and surely enough there was a valve leak, and accumulated soot and another old valve, all sorts of problems within the heater. Next I called the landlady and told her everything that happened and she elected to, most likely, replace the heater with a new one. No riff raff fixing little parts here and there. I thanked her profusely.
I also want to thank tmf.com profusely. They saved my life! It's not often when your life is saved by a message board.
The Lakers are so bad... HOW BAD ARE THEY? They're so bad the team broadcasters' analysis boiled down to one sentence:
I could have done one better: "They're just not GOOD." The Lakers stink... let's face it. My buddies have come to terms with it. I've come to terms with it. They're awful. Plain awful.
Bill Macdonald and Stu Lantz break down the game: 'They're just not healthy.'
It's going to take a lot to come back from this trainwreck. I wish Jimmy Buss and company best wishes.
Today's the sort of day where coffee is very useful. I'm quite glad to have reinforcements for the Keurig machine. Easy to access coffee is essential.
Last night, after the Gas Company guy left and I prepared a new intro-montage for the DITC podcast, I cooked dinner. It was past 9pm and I had no heater for the next 1-5 days. So! I went ahead and cooked up some penne pasta with sausage and marinara:
These meals are fun to make, and they give you enough food to last the rest of the week. It was prepared late, but I was quite satisfied.
The heater was unnecessary last night. It really wasn't that cold inside, so I managed fine for one night. I imagine I'll be needing extra blankets a few days from now with the impending cold temperatures expected.
The one thing I could use right now is some oranges. It was not smart to omit that purchase last Sunday.
I have a sneaky feeling about the Falcons this weekend. I think they'll still lose but they are going to give Seattle the game of their lives.
Of all the teams left in the playoffs, I think I would be most shocked at the Texans winning at New England. I mean, I don't even think the broadcasters have promos prepared for the Texans in the AFC Championship game.
"Next Week on CBS: The [insert patriots graphic here] face the winner of Broncos/Ravens. Can Tom Brady lead the Patriots to a second straight Super Bowl? ONLY CBS."
Then imagine if the Texans won for real... first five minutes of the AFC Championship game.
"Phil the Texans have... well what do they have? Let me go read about it here, it's not on the teleprompter. Friends, we're going to take a timeout."
and if the Texans won the AFC Championship.
"We're here to present the Lamar Hunt trophy to the owner of the Texans... excuse me, sir, what was your name again?"
"And now with the Most Valuable Player award, Congratulations Matt... how do you say this Matt? Skobb? Saab?"
Then imagine the Texans after the Super Bowl.
[Disneyland promo] "Guy who I can't recognize, you just won the Super Bowl, what are you going to do next?"
[Texans punter] "I'm going to Golf n' Stuff! ...oh am I not supposed to say tha--"
[Jingle] ...YOUR DREAMS... COME TRUE!!
Good thing we won't have to worry about that. Haha!