New Stereolab & a Fond Farewell to Tatsuhiko

(originally posted at crw.livejournal.com)

I received the new Stereolab box set today.  3 CD's of goodness and 1 DVD of video content.  I rushed home from work to pick it up and immediately watched the entire DVD.  By the time it was finished, I needed to get ready for a night out on the town.

I drove out to Portrero Hill for the first time and picked up Randy and Ezra, then headed downtown to collect Tatsuhiko from his hotel.  Tatsuhiko had been in town on business and tonight was his last night so we decided to show him a good time.  We had a lovely dinner at Kiss Sushi (with a bottle of Louis Jadot Pouilly-Fuisse) and then cruised the J-town mall for some drinks.  Afterwards we hit the Boom Boom Room and met up with Garth.  Some Dave Matthews-like band was playing and it was pretty painful for me, but I stuck through it.

We adjourned to Garth's place (which was just a few blocks away) for some Karaoke Revolution and I got my first real taste of Katamari Damacy.  Honestly, I don't see what the big fuss is over it other than the music (which was top notch).  I'll give it more of a chance when I can afford to pick up my own copy.  Oh, and when I get a better TV.

So yeah, a nice day.

Oh, the songs I had to sing for Karaoke Revolution were: Billie Jean, Bizarre Love Triangle, and Son of a Preacher Man.  Though I came in second place on each round, I still feel I need to apologize to the guys for the pain of my off-key, off-tempo, off-off performances must've induced.

Why U-Haul Sucks

(originally posted at crw.livejournal.com)

I search the uhaul.com site for U-Haul locations in my zip code.  I get six results.  Half of those aren't open seven days a week, and it's Sunday.  I call the first that claims to be open.  Closed.  The second?  No trucks.  The third?  On hold.

Five minutes later...

Representative: "Hello, in order to best serve your needs and find you the most affordable solution, I need to take your name."

Me: "My name?"

Rep: "Yes, your name."

Me: "I'm not giving you my name, I just want to know if you have any trucks available."

Rep: "Well I need your name."

Me: "Well you're not getting it.  Do you want my business or not?"

Rep: "Well, ok.  Where do you want to pick your truck up?"

Me: "San Francisco, zip code 94105."

Rep: "Ok, please hold."

...and then she transfers me to a different pickup location altogether.  In Oakland.  Wow.

The DMV

(originally posted at crw.livejournal.com)

The only thing more soul-crushing than wasting an entire day at the DMV is finding out you have to come back again tomorrow.  On a weekend.  And then again next week.  To quote one of my fictional heroes, Professor Hubert J. Farnsworth: "tell them I hate them!"