Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Q&A with Jack: How come Mr. Lincoln's bed is so tall??

I recently received a reader Letter:
Hey Jack,

I recently was a guest at the White House and stayed in the Lincoln Bedroom. You know how it features a bed that's about 12' tall?? What gives?

Curious
Well, Curious, that's a great question. I did some crack research and if you're ready.... boys and girls, here's the story:

It turns out that after several years of saving, Mary Todd Lincoln bought a very nice bed at a fine bed mercantile and as the mattress quickly got a dip in it, was forced to use her warranty to replace it with another mattress. The Lincolns returned to the mercantile to choose another bed.

Soon after, that mattress got a lump in the padding and had to be replaced as well. The Lincolns had to trudge to the mercantile to find a replacement and were required to find a different brand as the original mattress was no longer manufactured.
A third mattress got a dip that exceeded the standard and was replaced shortly with an exact model replacement.

The fourth mattress got a lump in the padding and was replaced when, yet again, the Lincolns were forced to choose a new model.

The fifth was fantastic. Both Mary and Abe loved the bed and had a good few years of nice sleeping on it until one day, dammit, someone spilled coffee on it and the mattress cover company was unable to remove the stain so they replaced the mattress (much to the chagrin of the Lincolns who cried the night they found out).

Once more the couple went to the mercantile, forced to find another model with which to replace the beloved bed. They found a lovely one that came from the Simmons Beautyrest Black line... a top of the line plush pillowtop with the most incredible support, yet due to the top it felt as if they floated on it each night.

Then they got a job in Washington and had to move.

When they got to the new digs (which you'd have figured someone could've taken the time to paint some color other than white!!) they found the sidewall of the mattress had popped out a bit. They each knew it would be an easy fix that either could have done with a simple needle and thread, but alas, to fix it would be to void the ever-important warranty.

With much hesitation, they contacted the store whose service area they now were no longer in and who told the Lincolns that they had to contact the manufacturer directly.

The manufacturer sent a representative to the bland house to make a report on the bed and he concluded that, indeed, the warranty would replace the mattress.

The kicker this time, however, was that the manufacturer told the Lincolns that they would not be swapping out the mattresses - but rather they could keep and/or dispose of the mattress in question at their leisure. 

The Lincolns, knowing a good thing, decided that a $3000 mattress is nothing to toss away so they got out the needle and thread, fixed the mattress, and had the new mattress (complete with warranty intact) delivered to them.

As they had no spare room at the time (no, they could not use the 'blue room') they had no idea what could be done with the (now) extra mattress and so they decided rather than risk bed-bugs or other storage woes, they would simply stack the mattresses until another solution presented itself.

The result of stacking two 16" mattresses on one another (on top of an 8" foundation) was a bed that required step ladders to get into.

Alas, dear reader, the worst part was the gag that the kitchen staff at the white house played on Mrs. Lincoln when they put a pea underneath the mattress robbing her of at least three nights' sleep before she realized the problem.

And that is how the Lincoln bed came to be so tall.

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Monday, December 13, 2010

What Jackball Decided Snow in the Country Was a Good Idea?

Snow sucks. That's all there is to it. 



Oh, sure it's pretty (at least for the first few days), but then it gets gray and dirty and slushy and then it freezes and gets icy. Add to that the fact that I'm sitting in lock up 15 miles from the nearest bit of civilization and I might as well be Jack Torrance running through a labyrinth. At least Jack had the run of the old inn. A pool table and a bar, you know?

Oh, what I'd give for a pool table and a bar. S--T!! How about a pool table IN a bar!

Well, one can dream. In the meantime, I have dial-up f---ing internet and the in-laws to look forward to.

All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!
All work and no play makes Jack a dull, boy!

All work and no play makes Jackballs!!

What do you think, loyal reader?


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Friday, December 3, 2010

Jackball Advice: Keep that Career or Enjoy a Corporate C--k-Block

Oh, sure you f-cked up, you Jackball, but fear not, there is still hope.


I've recently come to find out, while freezing my a-- off in a coffee house (that has been rated favorite coffee house in town for the last century, it would seem, by vacationing Inuit), that in a down economy when you're in a career that, as it turned out, is not as good as it was pitched to you when you started it 15 years ago, it's possible to find a way for someone else to subsidize your education so that you can go back to school.

This is win-win right??? Going back to college is the best way to get drunk, get laid, and ostensibly, to get paid more for that job that you hate to do. The challenge of the whole thing is to get the someone else to pay for it. 

So here's what I've found out: It would seem that there are a number of programs around that will allow you to get an Master's, MBA, JD, etc., with the following caveats:
  • You have to go to the school the Corporate b--tards tell you to, usually in the hometown of the corporate office of the company that's footing the bill (usually full tuition plus small monthly STIPEND)
  • You have to work a PAID internship for 10-15 hours per week (holy, s--t
  • You have to actually COMMIT to working for them for 2 years after you get the degree
Now I ask you, dear reader, would you want to go to school for free while earning a degree, while getting a job (and stipend) to help you through it, and then you're guaranteed a job afterward?

To quote jackball (and House Majority Leader-Elect) John Boehner, "HELL NO"!! 

That would totally SUCK. That would take all of the fear and loathing out of school. That would completely eliminate all that uncertainty about how you're going to pay off all of those loans which would, in turn, cause you NOT to put your head in the sand and live in a fantasy world of co-eds and free beer, but rather focus on studying and actually attempt to finish as soon as possible with the best education you can get before those corporate fat cats change their damn minds.


That's why I say it's a coporate c--k-block!!!


Well, there's always the other option - work your a-- off to find a job by taking meetings with an HR rep in an ice cold coffee house (no, I don't mean they're a coffee house that serves ice coffee. I mean, they do, but that's not the point a--hole!!) which might lead to another 10 or so years of work, OR you could go back to school, work your a-- off and then try to not be in a career that will shrivel up and die before anyone realizes that you're an old jackball who hasn't any real skills.



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Saturday, November 20, 2010

How bad does it suck that I'm apparently allergic to my new home?

Yes, dear reader, I know that I've been gone for a while here - I've moved across the great expanse that is the American landscape and landed in the middle of the country in a house that is, like a fine cheese, well-aged.

It would seem as well that what I thought might be a reaction to fleas or poison ivy is, in all likelihood, rather a reaction to an allergen that is simply present in the home. I add to my dilemma  the fact that the home in question is located about 20 miles away from anything of interest (other than a Denny's, Dunkin Donut, or liquor store - now that I think about it, what else does one really need?!?).

Regardless, the fact remains that this city-boy does not thrive well in a country environment. I was informed by Mrs. Jack that I needn't lock the doors to the car as there is little worry of a band of raccoons stealing my car - but I know, as I'm sure you do, that those raccoons are a wily bunch capable of anything if they simply stand on each others shoulders and wear a long trench. Besides, the only thing that differs between raccoons and us are a few million years of evolution. They have opposable thumbs people!!

I mean look at this prime example of raccoon bastardry.This is how it starts - cute and cuddly - but then they get mean. Real mean.

Hey, if you're a jackball, point your opposable thumb at yourself!! There. See?!?!?

Well, I hope that my long absence hasn't dissuaded you from following my rantings. I admit it - I've been a jackball for being gone so long. There I said it.

Your thoughts?



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Monday, April 12, 2010

How I Know Someone Loves Me

Call me a Jackball, but I'm speechless - finally a toilet paper company is looking after us to help fight dingleberries.




Thanks, Charmin!!



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Sunday, April 4, 2010

The Start of the MLB Season

Hello you gorgeous bastards.... time for another post and apologies for taking my time - last post was near Valentine's Day (that bastion of Hallmark's jackball hold on American men's balls - but don't get me started there).

Today is the start of the MLB regular season. That's right - today's opening game is New York Yankees v. Boston Red Sox in a game that I can only describe in advance as 'wicked good fun'. That the rivalry has been ongoing for decades now and it's only been getting better as the teams themselves continue to get stronger and stronger makes the anticipation worthwhile.

But I want to appeal to all the die hard fans out there - the jackballs that hurl insults at the umps and make the guy taking his kid to the ballgame cringe when all he really wants to do is let his kids experience a major league sports event and enjoy a Dodger Dog.

I want to see more of you paying attention to the soccer fans. We need more flags at the games, more beer imbibed (play beer-an-inning fellas), more vulgar and profanity laden epithets, more fights in the stands (b---h slap fights would be perfect), and for God's sake more fish-n-chips vans outside the stadiums for our long trip to parking area FF!

Let's face it, the jackball American Baseball fan doesn't really open the proper proverbial can of whoop a-- that the world's soccer fans do and it's really disappointing. I mean who doesn't want to watch the evening news and see a large scale fight in the stands of a stadium?

Everyone knows that the jackballs watching NASCAR are only waiting for a crash, right? People watching hockey wait for the 'checks'; those watching football look for the guy to land on his neck; and those who follow the PGA are waiting for a 50 year old golfer to finally find the (dimpled) balls to toss a 9-iron at Tiger for leaving them in the lurch for 4 months.

So get out there fans and make a young mother clamp her hands around her 5-year-old's ears. Make an old man mutter a 'tsk tsk' under his breath as he longs for the good ol' days. Yell from the seats in the back row of the upper mezzanine deck to the umpire, because he's sure to hear you call him a 'lying, cheating, son-of-a-b---h who couldn't see a f-----g ball if it hit you in your f-----g p---y' when you yell it to him from up there amongst 35,000 fans.

Com'on guys - let's do this thing!!!



As a separate note, this is my first year playing Fantasy Baseball and my team, "Hooked on 'Roids" is doing very well (we're in second place and the season hasn't start yet). I'll provide updates to the status of the team as the season progresses.


I have the team line up below - for those of you who follow baseball, I say, "hell, yeah, that's a f-----g team!" - for those of you who don't, I say, "check out all the names you might recognize."

Well, have a good season everyone and remember when you're at the stadium, there are a few people who just want to enjoy a good game. Don't be the jackball that ruins it for them.



Here's the Line-Up


C Jorge Posada (NYY - C)   
1B Mark Teixeira (NYY - 1B)   
2B Dan Uggla (Fla - 2B)   
3B Chipper Jones (Atl - 3B)   
SS Jason Bartlett (TB - SS)   
CI Mark DeRosa (SF - 1B,3B,OF)   
MI Alexei Ramirez (CWS - SS)   
OF Ichiro Suzuki (Sea - OF)   
OF Manny Ramirez (LAD - OF)   
OF Johnny Damon (Det - OF)   
OF Jason Heyward (Atl - OF)   
Util Martin Prado (Atl - 1B,2B,3B)   
BN Yadier Molina (StL - C)   
BN J.D. Drew (Bos - OF)   
BN Adam LaRoche (Ari - 1B)   




SP Roy Halladay (Phi - SP)   
SP Chris Carpenter (StL - SP)   
SP Cliff Lee (Sea - SP)   
SP Derek Lowe (Atl - SP)   
RP Billy Wagner (Atl - RP)   
RP Phil Hughes (NYY - SP,RP)   
RP Kenshin Kawakami (Atl - SP,RP)   
P Tim Hudson (Atl - SP)   
P Clay Buchholz (Bos - SP)   
P Takashi Saito (Atl - RP)   



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Sunday, February 14, 2010

I Know it's Valentine's Day, but We're in a Recession Aren't We???

Seriously, what the f--k is this?!?!?!



Are these "Hug-e-Gram" jackballs f--kin' serious?

Here's how you know that we're not in a second Great Depression - people will BUY THIS CRAP.