Archive for March, 2008

Netflix

I hate the Netflix website. I love the service, I just hate browsing the site. If you don’t know exactly what you want, you can’t find it. I go to Hollywood Video’s website and see what the new releases are and coming attractions, then tab over to Netflix and plunk the title in the search engine to find it and put it on my list.

I don’t mind that Netflix keeps track of your likes and dislikes and makes suggestions, but the site makes me feel like I’m restricted to only those selections it thinks I’ll like.

Like AOL, “Here retard, click the widdle button and we’ll let move on to the next childish screen. Don’t strain yourself trying to get around.”

You click on New Releases and it says right there at the top: Popular New Releases. ONLY the popular ones, mind you and we’re not kind of people who go with the flow all the time. And only five at a time, cuz what, they don’t want us to get too confused? Or the next box shows you five choices in a specific genre, and nowhere does it tell you WHEN they were released.

Can I just get a frakking list? And if I want more information I’ll click a link and go to the next page. It’s all so graphic and fancy, I think I’m missing more choices. And then, if you vote on something you never see it again. What if enough time has passed that I might enjoy seeing something again, but it doesn’t pop up on my supposedly hand-picked suggestions and I forget it ever existed?

Bah.

Tweets from me today:

  • 18:31 Finally listening to Morevi Remastered. #
  • 23:14 @TeeMonster Listening now. #

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Oners

Met a really interesting, good-looking and unfortunately married man yesterday. *sigh*

Woke up with a stiff neck around 3:00 am and didn’t finish the night well. *sigh*

At least my checking account is ($1.28) in the black.

Loving the PackRat application on Facebook, but only one other person has it and she’s not playing anymore. *sigh*

I recorded an I Remember Joe bit yesterday and I’m still waiting for Michael to email to me. *sigh*


Plans for April 1st payday:

Buy INFECTED at Borders or B&N
Buy Dragon*Con tickets
Buy two more tires for my car before I have a blow-out doing 80 on the 202.

OK ibuprofen isn’t cutting it. I can barely move my head. I may have to break into my stash of percocets. May not help my stiff neck, but I won’t give a shit for a while.

More recognizable than . . .

On the radio (yeah, I still listen to the radio in the car) Bill said something like “Other than the Pope, Muhammad Ali is one of the most recognizable people on the planet.”

I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t recognize the Pope if he shuffled up and blessed me. Even in the dress and with the entourage. Okay, I might get a clue from the halo but I wouldn’t be sure. But is there anyone in the world who doesn’t know what Muhammad Ali looks like, even now that’s he’s so old and decrepit?

For your edification:

Wow, is that a skinny Shaq there behind Ali?