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Brett Favre is The Greatest Quarterback of All Time!!!!!!!!!!1111

And if you don’t believe me, watch SportsCenter later today.

Or tomorrow.

Or next week.

Or right now (CBS is showing “The Play”).

Guess I’ll be skipping ESPN for a week.

- Nope, haven’t watched this past Thursday’s Office yet.  I plan on doing so later tonight.

- Quick Fantasy Football Week 1 recap:

In league #1, I was ahead 99-97 going into Monday’s Indy-Miami tilt, so I decided to bench Peyton Manning.

(People were giving me flak for benching Manning, calling me a wuss.  How was my decision anything but damn intelligent?  What if Manning fumbled the first snap and left the game with an injury?)

That’s when I found out that Yahoo! no longer rounds fantasy points.  It turns out that I was winning by 0.8 pts (97.90 to 97.10).

Oh well, a win’s a win.

In league #2, I won handily, 114-100, thanks to Matt Schaub (30.68) and Marques Colston (21.80).

I’m getting my butt kicked in both leagues so far today, though.

Later.

Bank of America Thinks One Week = Possibly Abandoned, eBay Fun, Fantasy Football, and The Office is Back with “Gossip”!

Yay!  The Office is back!

Quick review (sorry, I don’t feel like doing those thorough reviews anymore) to come.

- Here’s a bit of background about my Bank of America checking account.  I use it only for eBay transactions.  Money from eBay sales go to my eBay-specific PayPal account, which gets transferred to my BofA checking account, which then goes to ING Direct, which then goes to my WaMu/Chase checking account.

(I’m gonna have to adapt to calling my checking account a Chase checking account.

(Tangent:  I know it’s only September, but that stupid Chase Sapphire commercial might already have won the Worst Commercial of the Year award.  It only took two viewings to already assign this commercial “This is Myyyyyyyyyy Country” status:  as soon as the commericial airs, I’m reaching for the remote to hit the Mute button.))

Well, I hadn’t sold anything on eBay lately, and therefore, I hadn’t had any activity on that account for about three months.  I then sold a few things, transferred the money from PayPal to my BofA account, and then immediately transferred the money to my ING account.

(Oh by the way, they charged me an inactivity fee of $8.95, and it turns out they should have been charging me this for the last three months.  Then again, when I signed up for the account, I was told that the account was completely fee-free.  Apparently fee-free means free of fees until they deem it necessary to charge fees.

EDIT:  I do recall BofA charging me a $5.xx inactivity fee months prior too.  Fortunately, I got that waived by a phone CSR, and that’s when I found out what BofA’s definition of “fee-free” really is.)

Anyway, you could imagine my surprise when, about a week later, I got a letter in the mail saying that my account could be deemed “abandoned” because of inactivity.  Three months of inactivity = possibly abandoned?, I thought to myself.  I then concluded that BofA probably sent the letter before my most recent transaction, so I decided to ignore the letter.  That’s when the listed account balance caught my attention; it was the balance on the account AFTER the PayPal transfer!

Apparently, one week of inactivity is enough for BofA to think that the account could be abandoned, not three months as I initially thought.

- For some reason, I bought some basketball cards on eBay about a month ago.

One of my items was sent a week late, because the seller was out of town.  I wasn’t notified of this, until after the seller shipped out the item.

One of my items was sent to another buyer.  I wasn’t notified of this until a week later, when I asked the seller about the whereabouts of my item.

These two transactions paled in comparison to the third transaction I had.  Let’s just say that if either of the first two transactions was like getting a root canal, the third was like getting each and every one of your teeth pulled out.

Yup, that bad.

- For the first time in years, I did not draft a Fantasy Football team prior to the start of the season.

The last part of that sentence is important; I drafted a couple teams early last Thursday, hoping to finish before the start of the Thursday night Steelers-Titans game.  Unfortunately, even though both drafts ended well before the 5:30PM start time of the game, both leagues were set to start scoring with the Week 2 games.

Oh well.  Here’s team 1, in a “competitive” league.  I actually hated my second and third picks—I really wanted to go WR-RB with those two picks, but was ‘forced’ to take Barber and Manning in that spot—but absolutely hate my WR picks.  And please don’t ask me why I like to pick DSTs so early.

Here’s team 2.  I really hated the RB options between picks 26 and 35, so I decided to go WR heavy.  Knowing that I might have to rely on McFadden, Jones, or waiver wire pickups as my RB2 is gonna keep me up at night, for sure, and Matt Schaub isn’t exactly impressing me at the moment.

Ahhhhhhhhh…it’s good to have (Fantasy) Football back!

- Speaking of things that are good to have back, I was in tears sixty seconds into tonight’s premiere of The Office.

(No joke.  And who didn’t realize that that refrigerator box was probably empty?)

As premieres go, I thought it was decent.  I loved how most (all?) of Michael’s fake rumors turned out true, especially Kelly’s eating disorder and Pam’s pregnancy.  I’m so glad the show decided not to devote several episodes to Jim and Pam trying to hide their little secret.

(Free at last!  Free at last!)

After watching the premiere, and thinking over past episodes, one has to wonder…is Andy Bernard really gay?  Think about it; how many times did we see Andy show affection towards Angela?  I’m tempted to re-watch “Business Trip” just to see if the writers planted seeds towards ‘outing’ Andy.  Then again, maybe I’m just reading too far between the lines.

The summer interns didn’t detract from the episode—that bit at the end was pretty amusing, and the scene with them and Dwight was epic—but overall, I was pretty disappointed.  Add to that the fact that this was the season premiere, and I can’t say I’m too pleased.

(Come on, NBC!  You couldn’t give The Office another one-hour premiere?)

Until next time.

The Los Angeles County Fair, And Philippe’s

I’m still feeling the effects of the food binge that occurred over Saturday and Sunday.

Allow me to recap the weekend:

- On Saturday, my sister, my aunt, my mom, and I visited the LA County Fair.  My sister wanted to ‘walk around,’ and she thought it would be nice for my mom and aunt to join her.

I went for the food.

Soon after entering the Fair at around 6pm, I immediately scouted a good BBQ place (I forget the name) to eat at.  Noting the location, we then proceeded all the way to the shopping center of the Fair.

It took me all of five minutes on our trip to find the first thing I wanted to try:  deep-fried Oreos.  Good stuff, although I think the Oreos cooled down a bit.  I was expecting the cookie itself to be spongy.  I could also have done without the chocolate syrup.  Next time, I’m going for the deep-fried Snickers.

(Totally off-topic, but I called Andre Ethier’s walk off homer…several innings ago.)

After an hour of shopping, we returned to the BBQ place, but not before my aunt blew $9 on a gigantic sausage with grilled peppers and onions, AND THEN spent another $7 on some nachos.  My sister went with a BBQ chicken plate, and I ordered a brisket place.  What I got, however, was a freaking pulled pork sandwich.

Not getting what I ordered sucked.  Being expected to eat most of the stuff ordered and then having to deal with the indigestion that was sure to come REALLY sucked.  Remembering that I had a McDonald’s iced coffee and a McDouble before we got on the freeway, only adding to my misery, REALLY SUCKED.

Did I mention that the food was damn tasty, though?

At around 8pm, my sister wanted to return to the shopping center, to ’shop for real.’ I won’t bore you with what she ended up buying, but at around 10:00, I found her purchasing…a funnel cake.  Of course.  What I didn’t expect, however, was her ordering a Pink’s chili dog with a side of kraut no more than ten minutes later!  And guess who had to help her eat both?

At this point I was thinking of returning to the shopping center to purchase a stomach pump.  I had to practically beg my sister to not purchase an ice cream cone on the way out.

- After running some errands on Sunday afternoon, including a horrible trip to Costco, we—myself, my two sisters, and my mom—were headed home for dinner.

That’s when my sister (yup, the same one) asked me, out of the blue, if I wanted to go get some Philippe’s French Dip sandwiches.  Um, yes.

We got in line at around 6pm, and despite being informed by a woman in front of us that the lines move pretty quickly, we didn’t budge for about 20 minutes.  Apparently, some lady was causing trouble for the workers there.  When Ms. Troublemaker returned later, cutting in front of my line a second time, I could hear an audible groan behind me.

We all went with beef sandwiches, with some cole slaw, mac salad, and a pickle.  Excellent stuff, and the hot mustard was awesome, so much so that we bought a jar to take home.  If Philippe’s sold their au jus by the cup, I would have bought some to take home too.

My only regret?  I didn’t put enough hot mustard on my sandwich.  I guess I was a bit gun-shy.  I won’t make that same mistake next time.

(Be on the lookout for a blog post where I describe how I had to be rushed to the hospital after nearly burning my mouth off from too much hot mustard.)

Oh yeah, I chased all of this horrible food with a two beef burrito, rice, and beans plate at Alberto’s in El Monte.  Pass the Milk of Magnesia!

Next time, stuff about Bank of America, eBay, and Fantasy Football.