Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Miss Gay Downunder 2007

On Saturday night I unexpectedly went out to this event, unexpected as until Friday afternoon I was unaware that it was being held, which is a direct result of venues being terribly inefficient about updating their websites. Anal Virgo I know but surely that's what the "upcoming events" tab is for!

However, this event was a Lesbian Beauty Pageant. No further description is needed as all those sad and tragic images that have come to your minds are all you need. The winner was the hyper speeding one and I do hope she has managed some sleep now.

The highlight of the night was discovering a new genre of Lesbians, the Baby Emo Dykes. They are so cute, they look like they've just fallen out of the nest. They are also very very good at androgyny, so good that the Mistress of Androgyny, aka My Girlfriend, had to look long and hard to decide what gender they were.

Hmmmm, makes me wonder how I would look if I was young and 20 again. They make my years of punk androgyny interspersed with the odd girly day seem dull and drab, and so 1980's.......

Friday, October 19, 2007

Telecom is not my friend

I have been thinking of late that I need a new mobile phone. I currently run 3 phones, mine on account and the children's on pre pay. As I am at the top of the food chain you would expect that I had the bestest most swishiest phone, this of course is not the case, the children's phones are far superior and more robust. I always fear when people call me on the mobile as I have to yell extremely loudly so they can hear me, and of course clients will always ring when I'm in the supermarket.

Last week number one daughter dropped her phone down the toilet and even after extensive drying out it refuses to play, so I have had to acquire a new phone for myself so I can pass on the old one. (I do still have the phone prior to that one in full working order, but as it is of a slim brick shape it is just NOT acceptable)

I decided to take up the current Telecom offer of a free hand piece (choice of 2 models) when you sign up for a particular contract, and as one of the phones is red I was even more tempted. Making this decision obviously involved a few phone calls to Telecom on the 123 number. Telecom now have voice recognition software on their customer service lines. The first time you hear it it is amusing, by the 4th time the novelty has worn off and screaming fuk fuk fuk at the robot voice only produces the answer, "I'm sorry, is that a billing enquiry you have?"

However, I duly managed to find out all the information I wanted, that is how to get the free hand piece and get out of the contract at a later date without being penalised, thank you Sam 610966.

So said phone duly arrived and I was very happy at it's sleek red shinyness. My girlfriend was happy because she could call me and hear what I was saying, number one daughter was happy as she had a replacement phone imminent, number two daughter was gutted.

Now my main use of a mobile phone is texting. This is how parents of this century keep communication open with their children, and yes I do the "dinner is ready" text on a regular basis. That one amuses me greatly as it is like one of those silent dog whistles, a mere push of a button and there is a sudden flurry of activity from upstairs. However, as I am old school wherever possible I spell words fully and correctly, and use correct grammer and punctuation. To do this I use predictive text. This is where it all starts to go sour.

I spent the first evening getting the phone all set up how I like it then started texting, but within a short space of time I got very very frustrated. Every time I tried putting in punctuation, you know simple things like a full stop, numbers would come up. Trying to toggle to fix it would just freeze the phone which meant I then had to pull it apart and take the battery out to re start it. I won't even start on what happened when I tried to put an apostrophe in. Finally realising that screaming fuk fuk fuk at it very loudly wasn't going to fix it I decided to take it into a Telecom shop.

The next day I trotted off to the Telecom store downstairs and started to explain the problem to the pimply yoof in the store, his first response was "I don't use predictive text so I don't know how it works". Errrrr....you are a customer service representative, and you don't know your product? I then fired up the old phone and gave him a quick demo on the old and new technology. He then proceeded to have a play on the new phone, managed to freeze it up and had to pull it apart to re start it, then informed me that he couldn't help me as I'd bought the phone from the call centre so would have to go back to them, but he did think it would have to be replaced. Soooooo back to the voice recognition software. By this time I knew the robots questions off by heart but I found that if you pre-empt it with your responses you get the same answer as screaming fuk fuk fuk at it.

I finally got to talk with a real person and started to explain the whole problem, which was a mission, but as soon as I said that pimply yoof thought it would need to be replaced they were quite happy to get that process going. Phew. I thought this might also be a good time to also bring up the point that the website advertises this phone as having downloadable ringtones and wallpapers, but when you go to the ring tone section of the Telecom website the phone is not listed. It was not a good point to make.

I was told quite cheerfully that "you download the ringtones from your phone, you don't use the website". Yes I said, but the phone connects to the internet to get the tone, "yes" was the response, and the internet site it connects to is the Telecom one, "yes" again was the response. So again I said that the phone wasn't listed in drop down box on the ringtone section of the website. The response to that was "but you use your phone to download ringtones". I gave up after that as it was turning into the "song that never ends" and I could feel another fuk fuk fuk coming on.

So a couple of days pass and new phone MK2 arrives. I decided to be very clever and learn bluetooth so I could transfer over my phonebook, all a great success and I even managed to remember which was old phone and which was new phone. I then decided to start texting. Not a good move.

Now the new phone is the same brand as my previous phone, but in 2 years vast amounts of software modification have taken place, and in some cases newer is not better especially the modifications/additions to predictive text. The replacement phone doesn't freeze and require dismantling, but it still has punctuation issues, and texting the word "can't" is a major drama. I can only surmise that even though the software has been "improved" it has also been dumbed down to the language of the text generation who have no idea what punctuation let alone what an apostrophe is.

I am not happy, but the lesson learnt is never to purchase a phone without fully playing with it first, even if it is a brand you are familiar with.

I think I may go ring Telecom again now to ask about the ringtones......

Thursday, October 18, 2007

The Biggest Loser

After having a quick peek at my site meter this morning I think the new season of "The Biggest Loser" has started in the States. The top rating key words on my site stats for some time have been "is Jillian Michaels a Lesbian" as I had made a wee post on this topic a while back.

Last night (NZ time) over a period of an hour and a half I had absolutely lashings of hits from all over America from people trying to answer the question.

So Golfwidow or Curly, can you tell me has the new season started? And is she looking as hot as ever??

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Dreadlock failure

I concede that my attempt at growing dreadlocks on my legs has failed. I am about to start unplaiting and full deforestation will take place on the weekend. Summer legs will now rule.

I guess I'll get my Lesbian card taken off me now.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Should I......shouldn't I.....

The child has received a disc of photos of her fathers wedding, they were taken by Nana. Sadly some of the bride are not flattering.......should I.......shouldn't I......

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Bad Car

My car is sick and has been at the doctors most of the week. Apparently the gale force winds last weekend has forced rain into the engine computer. I fear that a couple of pink iced buns and a 6 pack of beer are not going to be enough to cover this bill, though they will keep my mechanic happy.

I have thus had to take the bus to work this week. I don't mind taking the bus and feel glad I live in a city that has a good (for New Zealand) public transport system, however over the last few days I've remembered why I stopped using the bus regularly, other than the fact that I have a car park at work. I go into a little daze/trance while studying humanity on the bus, reading body language, listening to conversations, seeing what people read, and then I forget to get off at my stop. Not normally a problem as the extra exercise is good for me, so I'm told, but this week with the horrendous weather and festering cold bug I don't need any extra foot mileage.

A functioning circuit board has now been found for the car so it's hopefully back to normal from tomorrow.

Remember when cars didn't have on board computers and they still worked ok?

Monday, October 1, 2007

Chid Abuse # 3

I am taking the children to stay with their paternal Grandparents tomorrow. I had organised the trip so they were there for a little shy of 36 hours but then Granddad rang back ON THE MOBILE to change times so they are now there for 48 hours. They are not amused.

I of course will just dump and run, then go and visit other friends in the area.

They are now begging and pleading to come with me, but as I have explained they have all the Grandparenty things they have to do, like go to the science museum AGAIN, or visit the lost pets at the RSPCA.

That will teach them for squabbling annoyingly over menu choices at the Chinese on Saturday night.
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