A few days ago I changed my Netflix subscription to streaming only. I’ll be receiving DVDs through December 18, then it’s whatever they happen to be serving up on Netflix Instant. I never watch the discs; they arrive at our house and sit on an end table for weeks, or sometimes months. Then I send ‘em back, unwatched, and the cycle starts all over again.
I use the streaming service, though. And so do the kids. I’ve been watching Sons of Anarchy (ridiculous, but entertaining), and a lot of old movies I saw during a previous lifetime. I’ve also caught up with a few that got past me altogether. Recently I watched Earthquake (hilarious), Die Hard (fun, I guess), Stripes (ditto), and a few others I can’t now recall. They also have a lot of interesting documentaries available. It’s a good deal for $7.99 per month.
I remember when I first started with Netflix, many years ago, I thought it was the coolest thing ever invented. I had access to a bottomless pit of entertainment. And now I can’t even be bothered to take advantage of it. Every movie and TV episode in the history of the planet? Ho-hum. You’re going to have to do better than that, bucko. What do you take me for, some kind of chump?
I now need everything instantly. Right now! Little red envelopes? Through the postal service?? Ha! What is this, 1967? Better warm up the set, Mildred! It’s almost time for High Chaparral.
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Our dog Andy (aka Sgt. Stenchley) loves to pee in piles of leaves. Almost as much, that is, as sniffing them. Every time I let him out, he makes a beeline for the leaves piled up in front of our house. We’re supposed to rake them to the curb, you see, and the city sucks ’em up with a massive, rolling leaf sucker. DON’T BAG YOUR LEAVES! we’re reminded by signage, all over town.
Anyway, Andy runs straight to the pile in front of our house, and also the neighbors’ houses. And he sniffs and snorkles and buries his head. Then (the piece de resistance) he slings as much urine as he can muster. What the hell, man? It’s pretty goddamn disgusting.
I pet this animal, and let him sleep at the foot of our bed, and snuggle with him while watching TV. And two or three times per day he wallows in the pee of all the neighborhood dogs — and probably cats, and possibly raccoons, and God knows what else. Half-shirt might have a go every once in a while, for all I know. It’s a pisstravaganza!
I thought border collies were supposed to be the smartest dogs in the world?
How good are you at keeping secrets? I’ve gotten a lot better over the years, because of my jobs. I’m always carrying around confidential information inside my fevered brain. But I admit that I wasn’t always so disciplined. You can file a lawsuit if you’d like.
Someone confided in me a while back (super vague), with a story so cracked and crazy it’s killing me not to pass it along. But there’s so much I have to keep to myself nowadays. It blows. I long for my loose-lips days, when I’d just freely betray everyone. Ahhh, betrayal brings with it so much freedom…
How good are you at keeping shit under your hat? Not literally shit beneath a hat, of course, although who am I to judge? I mean keeping secrets. Are you any good at it? Please be truthful, we don’t need the company line here.
And thanks to all you folks who have already used our Amazon links during this holiday ramp-up season. It’s going well this year, so please don’t let up. If you’re planning to buy something from Amazon, just remember to go there through one of our links, and I’ll get a tiny percentage of whatever you spend. It costs you not a single penny more, and helps support the site.
I can see what’s purchased, but have no idea who bought what — there are no names attached to anything. And a few times this month I’ve looked at the report and hollered, “Holy shit!” Some serious high-ticket items… Man, I love the high-ticket items. But, regardless of how much you spend, it all adds up. Every December I make enough to do some sprucing up around here, and there are a couple of things that need some sprucin’.
So thanks, folks. It’s much appreciated. Here are your links again: Amazon US and Amazon Canada.
And I need to get ready for work now. If I can make it through tonight and tomorrow night, I’ll actually have two days off in a row. It’s supposed to snow tonight, though, and I don’t really care for it. It feels like it’s too early in the season to start with the white-knuckle middle o’ the night rides home. But tonight could very well be the first of the season. As Iggy says, no fun.
I’ll see you guys again tomorrow.
Have a great day.
Now playing in the bunker
Do your holiday shopping at Amazon: US and Canada
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Wow…top ten.
I might cancel Netflix discs too…if I can find the one disc that I need to return. Went missing during the big move a couple months ago.
Here’s what you do, Rat. Click on the link that says “Problem with Disc” next to the title name of the missing DVD in your queue.
If you are not an honest person (I toe the line…), simply tell Netflix you returned the disc on…say….November 17th & they haven’t cleared it yet. What they do is take it that the disc is missing in the postal service & you’re off scott-free. Of course, I have never done this before, so I can’t vouch that it works (it does) but I’ve heard (ahem) that it works just fine.
Melissa — yeah, I know “people” that have done that before…heh.
You could try a variation of this: http://www.27bslash6.com/blockbuster.html
It’s a trend! Our Netflix disc service will stop on December 17. We’re using Roku to access HBO’s back catalog, so I think we’ll be alright.
I love the Netflix streaming service. Sure, the “New Release” section licks donkey balls, but I use it for old TV shows & documentaries. What I can’t find there I look for on Hulu (free, unless you have the + thing) or Amazon Prime & voila!, I can usually find what I’m looking for.
If I bookmark the link to Amazon from your site, then close out my browser but come back to Amazon later (using the bookmarked link), will it still be good to your site? Or do I have to go to Amazon through your webpage everytime. I know, I know, that’s a dummmmb question, but my brain is frazzled today so let’s just call me dumb. 🙂
How is old Half-Shirt? You haven’t mentioned him in a while.
Animals only belong inside if you live in a barn. It’s bad enough living with children.
I love the HBOGO that comes along with my subscription. I have the internet hooked to the big ass tv that allows us to watch all the great series and some really wierd old stuff.
The wife and I have been watching some of the old late night softcore porn. Terribly done but it works better than viagra and it’s much cheaper.
That’s a little TMI there Phil.
I wish they would do that leaf deal here. OF course, they actually do – only on one or two streets – where the rich people do.
I’ve never messed with Netflix. I can usually find most things I am looking for online somewhere.
The bunker cam pic looks like mom has an idea for the screwdriver & dad looks like he has an idea for getting rid of his family. Just sayin’
He is considering locking their heads in the vice and sawing the heads off. Contemplating if there is enough fuel in the little benzene burner to scorch the bodies beyond unrecognizable or if he has a shovel big enough to bury them all by daybreak.
I bought Earthquake and The Towering Inferno a while back. I love when the guy runs back into the house with the lit cigarette and gets exploded.
I think I also bought Krull at the same time.
My secret to keeping a secret is to not give a shit about the topic. Then I don’t feel the need to speak about it, because it doesn’t interest me. This works out well.
I can keep a secret if you whisper it into my butthole because I can’t explain that story to anyone.
Does it whisper back?
“Does it whisper back”, indeed! I should hope not:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zQoNRqb3Wsg
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It does give a confirmation email
New this season on The Discovery Channel: “T-Storm – The Butt Whisperer”
shhhhhh pfffft shhhhhhh
I am a very good secret keeper. Mainly because as soon as I open my big mouth, it gets back to whomever told me the secret originally. It’s happened before. Seems that so many of my friends run their mouths without concequences. However, it comes back to me every. single. time. So I keep my yap shut.
I love these people who tell you a “secret” and what ever you do “please don’t tell anyone”….then precede to tell everyone they bump into. The fuck?? I have several friends like that. So by the end of the night, the secret you were told in confidence is now spead all over town by their own doing. Idiots.
Jeff, you don’t seem like the Sons of Anarchy type to me. Even though it only has 15 episodes, at least FX shows them week after week without a ton of reruns in between, in which you lose the storyline.
American Horry Story is a train wreck I can’t stop watching. Creepy, unnerving, and suspenseful. I love it too. But you can’t miss an episode otherwise you’ll be completely lost. Not sure if Netflix has that available. It’s a good show to catch up on during the winter shut in days.
If I hear a “secret” about someone I can’t stand (and at work, there are many) I’m on that shit like white on rice.
But, if it’s a confidential sensitive secret, I do have a degree of decorum and can keep my pie hole shut.
I had to put a conehead around my cat this morning. She has a gash on her leg that will not heal. I hope she doesn’t jump into a pile of piss leaves to get even with me. She was NOT happy. I’m surprised I stil have 10 digits.
I don’t tell shit. Ever.
Yeah – I’m pretty good at keeping secrets. For instance, for the previous day’s entry, I did NOT tell you who my enemy was nor why.
If I had literal shit beneath my hat I’d be quite a shithead, wouldn’t I?
As for the keeping of secrets, I like to think I’m pretty good at it. Considering there are certain factiods, the disclosure of which would cause the arrest of the discloser. What in the flying Sam Hill was Bradley Manning thinking?
I can’t do streaming Netflix, or anything like it, until I get a fast enough connection to support it. My DSL was hot shit 12 years ago, but now it’s just regular shit.
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i am the ONLY one in my family of six..4 kids 24-30..that can STFU.
I’m the dad BTW….the nuts didn’t fall far from the tree though.
If I really, really need to tell someone a secret that would never, ever repeat it, I tell my wife. She is the best secret keeper ever. Hell, I don’t even know anything at all about her and we have been married for 21 years.
I guess she did not mention me and that night we spent together.