The V

As a bit of an offset to the Son of the Fucking List thread, here is somewhere to list the once in a blue moon Good Things that may happen in your life.

For me, today, it is our wonderful IT department who just finished rebuilding my computer after it completely & utterly died this morning.

I disagree.

The V is fueled by both True Hate and True Love.

They're both one and the same anyway.

The V doesn't run on True Apathy.

The person who sold us our house last year, for leaving in the cupboard an inspection report issuing from 2002. Also for immediately owning up to the contents, as well as for accepting his responsibility to front the entire bill for the hugely expensive renovations which it outlines. I'm sure self-preservation is the larger motivation here (he wouldn't have a chance in hell if this went to court, and would risk simply having the sale annulled), but the guy seemed genuinely sorry and apologetic for ever letting this happen, and has accepted all moves we've made so far in putting the situation aright.

GOOD THINGS!

-Taneli

My wife lost her wallet in the Seattle airport today, with $55 cash and two credit cards in it. She had her driver's license out because she'd needed it to check her bag, then also for security, but somewhere in the middle she set the wallet down and didn't remember to pick it up. When she noticed it gone, she started to freak out, retracing her steps and asking about at the American counter where we'd just been. No such luck. As we snake around the security line, I'm on the phone to our bank to report her debit card lost, and somebody pages her for something over the intercom. All she could notice was her name -- it was loud in there and the intercom speaker was shit. We went back out to the ticketing counter and they hadn't made the page, but a woman working there (despite already being busy) helped us to track down the person who had, somebody at security who was paging my wife to call 911. Someone had found the wallet and brought it in, untouched, and security paged her after not being able to find any phone number inside.

Then we got inside to the gate and were asked to volunteer to be bumped to a later flight. We did so, then wound up not needing to be bumped, and got free cocktails on the plane for our trouble. Thanks, American!

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BTW, in the Coruña Con, Sale was a guest and explained the reason for his kinda weird colouring technique.

He's colourblind.

I kicked the no-good freeloading dickhead out of my group for my Filmmaking 333 class and got someone else to replace him; she's ten times smarter than the guy I originally got stuck with.

Even better: Our next five minute masterpiece will be called METEORITE MAN FROM MARS, and I will be playing an East German mad scientist who tries and fails to hypnotize the creature.

I've been in both situations, and I figure I'm doing the guy more of a favor throwing him out than I would be covering for him.

Still, since everyone in the class knows I'm a paranoiac control freak Puritan when it comes to getting work done, they're likely to avoid letting this guy into their new group(s), and that's making me smile.

Speaking of Klang-tastic good things, my screenwriter friend's movie is burning up the festivals. Fox Searchlight has decided to open it a week early in LA and NYC, plus there are preview showings all over the place.

http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/juno/

It's always nice when a deserving drinking-buddy starts making that sweet, sweet Hollywood money.

The publicity machine is presently chugging through London, too.

Heh - I believe it is!

My car is what a friend of mine called a 'Wednesday' car. Monday and Tuesday had gone really well at the Saturn factory and on Wednesday they came to work all happy and cheery and they made my car.

And then there are the 'Saturday morning with no overtime' cars...

after i dropped the kids off today for their snowboarding adventure at Boreal, I found that I had 45 minutes until I had to be at work. I went to Starbucks, ordered a yummy drink, and wrote for a half hour.

free time rocks!

I want to eat your soul.