Back to WoW
I've been playing this game recently called Eve. It's an online game type deal, similar to Star Wars Galaxies and such. It utterly captivated me for days and hours, often at a time. However, recently my Battleship was destroyed and upon reflecting Ir ealized the game is kinda boring... It stated to feel like work.
So I cancelled my subscription and I'm back to WoW. I knew I'd relapse when I quit, but I needed a break. And it's good that It ook one, because I'm totally psyched to play tonight.
Other exciting things this week include blowing out my alternator, and getting hit by a bus. So in turn...
in a nuthshell, my brother's alternator died on the GSP. I went to help him jump it after work, and through the miracle of comminicable car illness, my alternator died as well. I'm not going to explain how, but let me just give you this advice - don't take a dead battery and put it into your car and jump it, thereby hoping said car will charge your batttery. It won't. It'll cost you $341.30 at pepboys. I should've rented him a tow truck. (Hell, that's practically a lease payement on a tow truck)
The bus deal was also interesting. I was in passaic with Miriam, and we were pulling out a spot. The bus was stopped at a read light, with about 7-10 cars in front of it heading towards the intersection. As the bus was stopped, Ib eing to pull into his lane. Said bus then drives right into my car.
I backed up and got out, it turns out the accident damage was most minor. a few scratches in places already scratched. The bus driver and a friend got out, (it was the "express" bus, not a real NJ transit bus) and started to tell me it was fine and he was going to go, but I insisted he wait while I decide. It's too bad he didn't leave, I'd have happily reported him as a hit and run.
Anyway, the only real zinger in the story is that after I agreed it was okay, the bus driver got pack on the bus. His friend says to me, "It's your fault. " To this I reply, "That's not for you to decide. That's for insurance companies to decide." He then taps his temple, "You need to watch where you are going, my friend." (For accent purposes, he was a native arabic speaker). To this I only said, "It's kinda hard to miss. It's a big bus. I saw it." and got in my car.
Truthfully, it was my fault. But in the ways of law, one must always deny it's their fault to the bitter end. The only exception is when proseuction offers you a sweet deal and things look grim, but this had hardly gotten that far.
So yeah, we got hit by a bus and thankfully have little to show for it.
We saw an apt in passaic, which was something of a nightmare, but my wife has already posted more extensively on the topic so I won't repeat it here.
So I cancelled my subscription and I'm back to WoW. I knew I'd relapse when I quit, but I needed a break. And it's good that It ook one, because I'm totally psyched to play tonight.
Other exciting things this week include blowing out my alternator, and getting hit by a bus. So in turn...
in a nuthshell, my brother's alternator died on the GSP. I went to help him jump it after work, and through the miracle of comminicable car illness, my alternator died as well. I'm not going to explain how, but let me just give you this advice - don't take a dead battery and put it into your car and jump it, thereby hoping said car will charge your batttery. It won't. It'll cost you $341.30 at pepboys. I should've rented him a tow truck. (Hell, that's practically a lease payement on a tow truck)
The bus deal was also interesting. I was in passaic with Miriam, and we were pulling out a spot. The bus was stopped at a read light, with about 7-10 cars in front of it heading towards the intersection. As the bus was stopped, Ib eing to pull into his lane. Said bus then drives right into my car.
I backed up and got out, it turns out the accident damage was most minor. a few scratches in places already scratched. The bus driver and a friend got out, (it was the "express" bus, not a real NJ transit bus) and started to tell me it was fine and he was going to go, but I insisted he wait while I decide. It's too bad he didn't leave, I'd have happily reported him as a hit and run.
Anyway, the only real zinger in the story is that after I agreed it was okay, the bus driver got pack on the bus. His friend says to me, "It's your fault. " To this I reply, "That's not for you to decide. That's for insurance companies to decide." He then taps his temple, "You need to watch where you are going, my friend." (For accent purposes, he was a native arabic speaker). To this I only said, "It's kinda hard to miss. It's a big bus. I saw it." and got in my car.
Truthfully, it was my fault. But in the ways of law, one must always deny it's their fault to the bitter end. The only exception is when proseuction offers you a sweet deal and things look grim, but this had hardly gotten that far.
So yeah, we got hit by a bus and thankfully have little to show for it.
We saw an apt in passaic, which was something of a nightmare, but my wife has already posted more extensively on the topic so I won't repeat it here.