Happy freaking New Year

Yeah, it's a new year. Big whup (or is that whoop?). As far as I can tell, other than a "five" instead of a "four" I'll have to write on various bills, it isn't any different. It's still winter, it's still cold and the wild festivities I partook of consisted of watching a lame-assed movie (Anchor Man) with my girl friend. At 12:03 on the first, I looked over and said, "Happy New Year". That was it folks. I guess it's a step up from last year in which I got bitched at for trying to wake her up so she could watch the ball drop. It has become painfully obvious what an incredibly vile social life I have. Not one party invitation did I receive nor did I invite one person over. I have yet again let one person (significant other) rule over my social life.

In other news, if you are planning on purchasing a Pelican Wireless Dance Pad for use with DDR, etc., DON'T!!. I picked up two at Best Buy on Friday night as they were having a sale. I can see why they were on sale. They suck! They have settings so that, in theory, you can use two of them on different wireless channels. When this is attempted, neither works worth a damn. Even when only one is used, I experience latency and thus receive more "goods" and "almosts" than I normally would. Finally, they claim to have a "Revolutionary Non-Bunching Non-Slip design". I don't know about bunching, but as far as slipping, the pile of crap slips worse than my wired pads and once the Infra-Red emitter is more than about 45 degrees away from the receiver, the pad ceases to function. So, in short, they suck donkey shit and will be going back shortly.

I think that's about it. The great holiday let down seems to be in full swing for me. I hope your New Year is going better. :-p