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February 24, 2005
I would just like to tell all your customer “service” people that work for Sprint that you can go take a long walk off a short pier! Over the last 2 years you have been nothing but a hinderance in what is (occassionally) a pretty good service. The only time I was happy with Customer Service was when I didn’t need them. But now my time with them is at an end. Granted my contract has been up for awhile but I hadn’t found a service/phone/plan that I wanted.
Pyrofenix has left the building. Once out of the building he walked across the street to Cingular and took his phone number with him. TAKE THAT YOU BASTARDS AT SPRINT!
I lived in the DC area, and I had a DC area phone number…but then, unfortunately, I left the DC area for Atlanta. But I kept my phone number (hence not changing my plan sooner). Then one day I figured out how to switch service providers and keep my number even though I am not in that area any longer. A week later I made the switch and my phone arrived just today.
I have withstood the desire to play with it and am currently letting it charge completely. That doesn’t mean that I didn’t take a picture for comparison against my Sanyo SCP-8100 (SPRINT) and Motorola i58 (NEXTEL).
The Sony Ericsson S710a is there in the middle. I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.
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February 22, 2005
I woke up this morning, got in the shower, got dressed, started working and happened to look at the calender. It took me a moment but then it hit me like a freight train:
Grandpa died 5 years ago today!
My grandfather was more than a typical grandfather is. My dad wasn’t in the picture for much of my childhood / teen years and my grandpa filled that void spectacularly! He has always been my hero, not to say that he didn’t have faults but his positives drastically outweighed any negatives there might have been. I spent much of my summers over at my grandparents house helping them do yard work (I was such a good kid) or going with grandpa to work. He worked for Frito-Lay and I’d go to all his stores and help him put chips up on the shelves. When it was nice out he’d treat me to an ice cream.
He was always the strongest member of our family. Never really sick, and always taking care of everyone else. Then in 99′ he cut his hand at work which got infected and that became the beginning of the downward spiral for him. I don’t recall the exact diagnosis, which involved more than just an infected hand, but the last time I saw him he was noticeably older and had a difficult time breathing if he walked any distance. Before all of this he’d said that he would never let a doctor stick him with a needle but the untamable lion quickly turned into a domestic house-cat spending a great deal of time being poked and prodded by doctors, taking it all with a committed face. I think that’s partly why I felt so numb when I found out that he had died…That he had allowed something to get the better of him. Though, I guess, in a way he made sure he got the better of it. It wasn’t technically the disease or infection that killed him but it was his own hand. He knew he didn’t have long to live and he hated being dependent on anyone, even if it was my grandmother. So one evening he did the bravest thing that he could think of doing, and ended his suffering and put an end to the dependence he felt.
Some people say that suicide is a cowards action - someone unable to face life. I call that bullshit because my grandfather - the man of my entire family looked at life with a smile and declared that his life was his own and would not fade away at the hands of a disease that he couldn’t control. So he took control of what he could.
His funeral was really hard for me, for a number of reasons. My grandfather is my father’s dad. My grandmother - my mother’s mom. It’s odd but my parents were married and a few years later my grandparents were married. So my grandfather’s funeral brought my dad out of NH along with my aunt and her family, whom I very rarely see. So in addition to the family I hardly knew there was this great weight on my heart that actually manifested itself. My dad, aunt, and uncle had written a eulogy that they wanted me to read. I agreed, I really wanted to do it…But my voice was gone. A case of that weight pressing on my vocal cords.
So now, I sit here at my desk thinking back to the wonderful times I spent with him, to the trips they took me on when I was little and I can’t be sad. I’m so unimaginably proud that my genes - that my history is filled with pieces of this man.
I know he is watching over me from his peaceful after-existence (if you want to call it Heaven - feel free) and I hope he is as proud of me as I am of him.
Edmunds J. Beljavskis
June 24, 1939 - February 22, 2000
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February 3, 2005
A resurection of the Superman franchise pioneered in the late ’70’s and 80’s by the incredible Chrispher Reeve is aiming to return to the big screen in 2006 with a new chapter. Bryan Singer, director of the first two X-Men films as well as ‘The Usual Suspects’ is helming this outing for the ‘Man of Steel’. The rumor has it that this film will continue where the first two films left off with Superman returning to Metropolis after a 6 year absense and having to deal with both public opinion and Lex Luthor.Cast members have slowly been confirmed over the last few months with most of the major characters being confirmed (Johnathan Kent has yet to be confirmed). Personally I can’t wait to see this group on screen. Kevin Spacey will likely be amazing as Lex (just like everything else he is in). The biggest casting issue I have is Kate Bosworth playing Lois Lane just because she’s a blonde, which is very minor given the invention of hair dye. Brandon Routh who will be donning the blue tights has the perfect look for playing our alien superhero. Much more than Nicholas Cage or Paul Walker who were both at one time rumored to be in the running for the films’ leading role.
Now all we have to do is wait another 14+ months…
