Archive for the ‘anger’ Category

Today was not a very good day.  Along with my house purchasing ordeal and my mom’s hospital planning for Friday, I was alerted to one of my photographs that I took being displayed on the godawful site icanhascheezburger.com.  The picture is on the main site, but for purposes of this writing, please do not give this site any more traffic just to see what I’m talking about.

The picture is one that I took of my cats, Aeris and Cloud.  The picture is of them sticking their tongues out at the camera.  Apparently at some point, someone stole this image off my ohheather.com website, uploaded it to this website, put some unfunny and horribly written English on the photo and it is now displayed on their page.

A couple of things.  I watermark all of my images that I intend to display for just such an occurance.  I didn’t watermark this because it’s a picture of my cats.  Now as I understand it, just because it’s not watermarked doesn’t mean I do not own the copyright.  I actually display a copyright notice at the bottom of my page just in case someone doesn’t get it.

I sent them a notice that this picture was not uploaded by me, nor did I give authorization for anyone to use this picture without my consent.  They wrote me back via email saying they would gladly give me credit and a link back to my site, but offered to remove the image upon further request for removal.  I replied back that I indeed want removal.  Their response was that I needed to send them a letter via mail to their address in Seattle stating how I own the picture and where the image is located, at that point they would remove the image.

So as you can guess, I got angrier at their reply.  Of course no one needs to certify via mail that the image they are uploading belongs to them, but in order for this company to remove it, they must receive a letter via mail.  I decided to play their game.  I wrote a document stating that I owned it, didn’t authorize it, where the original is located and they must remove it, via Certified Mail.

This whole thing is very stupid.  They are basically making ad revenue off of a picture that was illegally obtained/claimed ownership by someone else, passed along as someone else’s work and now refuse to remove the image (thus far).

Please don’t visit this website, and the lesson is learned.  If you’re going to upload something, make sure it has a copyright notice or make it unusable by someone else.  I don’t care about the money aspect as much, but someone that is not me should not take my stuff and pass it along as belonging to someone else.

Get ’em Ren

August 24, 2007

I love WWTDD

Care of a bee butt.

Here’s what I pulled out of stupid-head’s inner lip:

Asia likes to bite the bugs that tend to congregate near her butt in the summertime, and we think this happened today while we were in the garage moving stuff around.  I happened to come out to see my dog with cheeks that looked like this:

The other side wasn’t as swollen so we moved it up and there we saw the stinger.  I pulled it out, and thanks to reaffirmation with the PI chat and SolanaSkyes and the emergency vet, we decided to go get some Benedryl.  Unfortunately she started puking and had some trouble breathing, so we started to pack her up in the car.  Before we took off though, her eyes started swelling up.  Here it is at the vet’s office:

None of the local animal “hospitals” were open, so we had to go to Indy to get it taken care of.  They were pretty nice and accomodating.  I’ve never used a VCA but was pretty happy with the service and the price ($148 total visit and shot fees).

Asia meets her vet tech and tries to give kisses, but can only manage the tip of her tongue on the tech’s chin:

So she was taken to the back and given injections of basically Benedryl and steroids, which she didn’t take too kindly/quietly.  It sounded like someone had just chopped off her tail and she wanted to let everyone know about it.  Here she is after the shots.  Not looking too happy.

The swelling is starting to go down, and we bought a box of Benedryl to keep in the house the next time it happens, because Asia-dog is pretty adamant about keeping her butt free of bugs.

http://www.cnn.com/2007/POLITICS/03/21/us.attorneys.firings/index.html

Bush on Tuesday offered to let Karl Rove, Bush’s top political adviser, and former White House counsel Harriet Miers give unsworn, off-the-record testimony, saying lack of transcripts would prevent them from challenging any inconsistencies.

Um, ok, so the man who represents our country wants to let his people clear their name in private, but not on the record because there might be inconsistancies that might show that they were wrong and might have done something illegal.  If there is no record of them saying it, they can’t be in trouble.

WHAT?

Why hasn’t this dude been impeached yet?  Seriously, we had one president who liked to get his fuck on almost get kicked out, and another who breaks the law all the time and says he’s allowed to because of “executive privilege”, or in layman’s terms, “I can do whatever I want because I am the President of the United States and you can’t touch me nyah nyah,” and we just have to “wait it out” til his term is over.

/sigh

I hate this damn faith based conservative bullcrap in this country right now.  And to top it all off, I heard this morning on NPR/Indiana Public Radio that the statehouse wants to put a ban on gay marriage in the Indiana Constitution.

Get the fuck over yourselves and let people marry whomever they want.  Get your damn bible out of my life.  You know, that whole separation of church and state thing – that’s not just for jokes.

Anger management therapy

January 17, 2007

I have a horrible habit of getting worked up which causes the muscles in my neck to tense up, therefore giving me a sprained neck type of thing. I also get massive tension headaches and other symptoms which have previously been described. I’m using this to calm myself down so I can actually move my head to the left.

So as you probably know, doing some research into the local housing market I found the perfect house. An older house needing some repairs with a basement, 2 car garage, decent yardage with a privacy fenced back yard, 3 bedroom 2 bath. Extras include fireplaces, a pond and hot tub. It was located in prime position near the interstate which would have cut my commute from nearly an hour to exactly half that. It had Carmel schools as well, so I planned on being there for awhile.

Short story is – I quickly got my mortgage information squared away and didn’t get to put in an offer until 2 days AFTER another offer was approved. I was unaware there was even another offer submitted. Had I known, I wouldn’t have gotten so excited about this particular piece of real estate. I was already planning wall colors and landscaping. Bad move.

So I then went to look at other houses. I found a really nice one in Noblesville that needed work. I ask to go see it and find out it had an offer accepted the same day I wanted to go see it. The other three houses I looked at yesterday were pieces of junk and not worth having the work done on them that they needed.

This is not the first time I’ve experienced this. Andy and I went house shopping first in 2005/6 in the Lawrence area, and even had a downpayment on a new house to build. One particular house we were all set to put in an offer and found out the next day it had an offer accepted by another family.

As you can tell, I’m pretty sick of all the let down with my search for my own home. The same shit keeps happening to me. I refuse to buy some new house in an addition with no yardage in a school system I don’t really care for. I don’t mind putting in the hard work of fixing up an older home that has some character and in a neighborhood of nice people. I need to be close to my friends and family but honestly with my luck, I’ll be renting until I hit the lottery or somehow get a $20,000 raise. I’m counting on that not happening since I work in education, so I’m pretty much SOL here.

It doesn’t help that we’ve had automobile and paychecks not issued on time dramabombs. 2006 sucked but it looks like 2007 isn’t going to be much better.

Oh I know the old schtick – it could be worse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah it could, but it doesn’t mean I can’t be unhappy about my luck. And yes it’s luck, there’s nothing I could have done differently to change the situation. I’m not sure about the saying “Things happen for a reason!!!!!” either, because I don’t know about there being someone out there that has a reason to take a dump on my wishes or to grant me happiness. Things happen that are out of my control and sometimes they’re shitty, other times I get my way (rarely). It’s just the way it goes, and I’ll deal with them in my own neck and body hurting ways.

On another note, I did buy gas for 1.85/gallon. I guess that’s the best way to end this sob story on a good note.

I hate everything right now

January 15, 2007

Don’t you hate the kind of depression that makes you angsty at the entire world and you just want to sleep all damn day?  I put this under comedy and life because I lost what I’ve been calling “Dream House” by two days.  Fuck everything right now.  Ugh.

These girls are the only ones to show up for my birthday. Natalie on the left and Jen on the right. Natalie did bring her boyfriend so he counts too, but I don’t have a picture of him.

I’m pretty proud of Andy though. He took off Friday from work to set up this elaborate plan to make my birthday a good one. He came to my office while I was at lunch with the IS crew and decorated my office and brought me flowers and a cake plus a present (seasons one and two of House, wee!). The whole department knew about it, so that was pretty neat.

After work, we went to Rick’s Boatyard Cafe on west 38th. I had the best salmon dinner there and I love some seafood. Afterwards we went to Howl at the Moon where everyone was “supposed to” meet us for birthday celebrations but either no one showed up or other outstanding issues came up. Jennifer tried to catch a ride with Natalie, but after waiting at Howl for 2 hours, we decided to just meet Jen and Natalie in Broad Ripple. We went to Club 7 which totally sucked and charged $10 cover (what??) and where everyone in attendance was ruder than all belief. We decided to hit up the Vogue and maybe see my cousin Melissa at Peppers. I did see her outside Peppers and talked to her a bit, but after we were at the Vogue we were going to call it a night. We got Jennifer a gyro and us some beef hotdogs. After we watched some House and went to bed.

Pretty awesome birthday, blah. Thank you thank you thank you to Jennifer, Natalie and Dave for coming out for my birthday. Thank you for showing me who my friends are, and I love you both.

And special I love you to Andy for trying like fuck to make my birthday great. I really appreciate it babe. <3

Next year I’m going to sit at home and pet my cat all day of my birthday. I see it’s on a Saturday so I won’t even have to leave my house.

edit: I even bought some Steve Madden patent leather heeled shoes for this event and I feel pretty stupid that no one got to see them.

I am somewhat of an animal rights activist (if you say anything about PETA I will kick your fucking face in – I hate those assholes). Perusing my favorite forum, there was a discussion about how puppy mills and back yard breeders are not giving you better pets than you can get from the humane society (even if it says AKC registered – more on that later). In reality, they are more often than not 100% worse in quality.

Here is the first hand experience from someone who worked in the Chicagoland Petland. Keep in mind that Petland has recently started opening stores in Indiana, and there is a new one right on 146th and Meridian (US 31) near my house… and right across the street from Petsmart, that actually ADOPTS OUT PETS FROM THE HUMANE SOCIETY like a responsible business would.

This is long, but please read it.

I worked at Petland in 2002 and I know people who worked at Happiness is Pets (at some stores ‘Puppies’ or ‘Chicagolands Best Puppies’ is all you’ll see on the signage). Local breeders is a lie. Petland puppies come from the Hunte Corporation(most Hunte puppies come from mills in Missouri and surrounding states), a google search or a visit to Salival’s puppy mill thread will tell you many awful things about them. Happiness is Pets gets a large number of their puppies from a place in Iowa called Kennel Technique – a place which according to USDA records had something like 90 dogs last time I looked it up. They have other sources for puppies, but I don’t know names.

I was at the Happiness is Pets store in Arlington Heights when they got a puppy delivery and this is what I saw: A shoddy old conversion van with the sliding door wide open. I could smell feces and urine before I even saw what was in the truck. Plastic dog crates were stacked from floor to ceiling along the sides and strapped together with bungee cords. Inside the store I was scanning over the puppies and I stopped to look at a pair of siberian husky puppies that were just brought in. They didn’t look even CLOSE to being 8 weeks – very small and their legs were matted with feces halfway up to the elbows. I was immediately offered to play with one of them by an employee and she brought one out to the playpen right away. This pup had no muscle tone and it flopped and slid clumsily on the floor like it was the first time she ever had more than 9 cubic feet to move around in – this was exaggerated by the fact that the puppy had never seen a nail trimmer in it’s life. The nails were curled around into sharp hooks and prevented her from putting her paws flat on the floor. She got one hooked on me and scratched me up pretty badly. She smelled awful. This specific pup came from the above mentioned Kennel Technique, I knew because they hadn’t even taken her neckband off yet. This place claims they use local breeders. Bumfuck, IA is hardly local in my book.

At Petland, puppies come in on a huge truck. A store manager approves every puppy they pull off the truck. If there’s any sign of goopy eyes, runny nose or a cough they get put back on the truck to be sold at a discount price to the next store on the route. Any that aren’t sold get taken back to Hunte and are sold as Class B. Any puppy that has a defect after it’s brought into the store gets sent back to Hunte and meets the same fate as well.

Examples of this were a beagle with a spine so twisted it couldn’t keep all 4 feet on the ground at the same time (this pup was supposedly declared 100% healthy by 3 vets according to Hunte), a Newfoundland puppy with a fractured growth plate in it’s femur that had been allowed to heal without medical attention and would be lame for life, a pug who had seizures, a yorkie with some sort of kidney problem that made it pee flourscent yellow syrup, and a border collie so fucked up by confinement in her first 4 months of life that when someone bought her she flipped out and turned aggressive when she was taken out into an open space.

That brings me to the next thing: Petland’s warranty. The warranty sounds great but there’s a catch. If you want your money back, you have to give the dog back. That’s right. After you’ve had a few days, weeks, or months to get attached to your puppy and you find out he has some horrible congenital defect that will be too expensive to fix and painful for the dog you aren’t going to see one cent from Petland until you fork over the dog so that they can ship him back to Hunte where God only knows what will happen to him. If your puppy dies from a covered disease you’d better not dispose of the body either. Petland can (and probably will) deny your claim for a refund if they can’t make you haul your puppy’s remains to the vet THEY choose for a necropsy.

In the case of the Newfoundland, the manager told the buyers that Hunte had a wonderful place for him where they rehabilitated large breed dogs – the reality is that the dog either was sold to the highest bidder or if he was lucky he got the blue juice. It was really sad when they brought him back, the kids cried. They had named him Dozer. The border collie was also sent back to Hunte with instructions from the vet to have them euthanize her because she was unpredictable and aggressive, my bet is that she was sent back to a mill to be bred. She was really sweet in the store and we taught her all kinds of tricks, poor Emma.

The next issue is in regards to communicable diseases. I only worked at Petland for 4 months. In that time I saw more puppies with parvo than I can remember. Only one lived – a soft coated wheaten terrier. The rest – a great dane, a chihuahua, a second soft coated wheaten, and a golden retriever were the ones I remember. There was a ringworm outbreak (but it mostly affected the cats) and it seemed like about 1 in 4 customers came back demanding reimbursement for kennel cough treatment. Pretty much every puppy showed signs of kennel cough and at least half had worms. Rinsing out 40 cage trays full of wormy shit is the worst job you can imagine.

I’ve volunteered at a shelter for a year and a half and in that time I’ve seen less than HALF the disease I saw at Petland – and Petland employees will tell you not to adopt at the shelter because all those dogs are sick and ill behaved and imply that they’re homeless because they’re defective. Petland’s corporate morons come to the store and present statements like this as if it’s FACT. They actually used to have a page on their website that could be summed up as saying they couldn’t possibly be responsible for pet overpopulation because pets that end up in shelters are bad pets and they’re all mutts anyways – it’s gone or buried now, I wish I had a screen shot.

I also had access to the fax machine when I worked there and I got to see all the paperwork faxed in from Hunte, including the prices that Petland pays for the dogs. Would you believe that the $750 Rat Terrier only cost the store $90? The markups are insane and I couldn’t even begin to figure out how it was calculated.

There’s more, I haven’t even gotten to the pet store employees. That’s a whole long story in and of itself. Unless someone wants to hear about it I’ll just sum it up by saying that most of them are lying, back-stabbing idiots who will tell you anything so that they can make a commission.

…how they talk about Social Security or Medicare and never about tuition costs or how Americans are under more debt than ever? Well that’s because they’re campaigning on issues that affect old people, not the twenty somethings. Why? Because young people are too apathetic and care more about partying and getting drunk than the laws that could change their lives.

I will go and vote tomorrow because I’m tired of the evangelical religious conservatives telling me what God says is right for me.

Maybe you should all care about voting. Or you can just concern yourself with who you’re going to screw or where your next beer bong is coming from. Then when you start bitching about stuff, I can point and laugh.

Isn’t dentistry wonderful?

October 30, 2006

Yeah I went there.