During my evening outing last night, I stopped by Jamba Juice® in the den of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala as usual. All of the Jamba Juice® girls always say hello to me and call me by name when I enter the store. Sometimes the other customers are dumbfounded, probably wondering who I am to be afforded such personalized service. I ordered a Kale-ribbean Breeze smoothie, one of my two favorite meal substitutes. When I received the smoothie, I noted that, "You're special," was inscribed on the plastic lid. They are hilarious, those girls.
My evenings in my squalid room at Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) are now occupied by various programming on RT as opposed to the old days of viewing "mainstream" flicks (obtained by bit-torrent downloading). So, I view the news and other special programs on the iPad® tablet computer for that hour or so before I attempt to fall asleep. So far, so good.
Well, the new electric razor has given me much closer shaves. Unfortunately, the build quality of the device is quite poor. The electric razor that it replaced is sturdier and feels more solid, even though it was the lowest model in the line. Same manufacturer, but about three years apart in production. Yeah, everything is being made cheaper and of poorer quality now. Sheesh!
Surveillance Mini-Update®
The annoying Google® surveillance robot just keeps coming back like a bad sitcom. I logged its appearance at 3am HST on Saturday morning. Little wonder why I no longer use any of its other intrusive services or its branded tablet computer.
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