Pride Goeth

I was very proud of myself yesterday. StudioGlyphic posted a link to an amazing deal on a Dell 2001FP LCD monitor yesterday. The very same monitor that I've been lusting over for months now. Before I knew what happened the coupon codes had been entered, it was sitting in my shopping cart at the Dell site, all I had to do was clicky-click a button or two and it was mine.

And instead I closed the browser and turned off my computer before the siren song could lure me back.

I'm still adjusting a bit to the whole marriage thing. I'm still not quite used to the fact that I can't buy a fifth of Makers and hole up in my apartment all weekend, doing nothing but play poker. Not quite used to the fact that the next big ticket item I'm going to buy is a comfortable expensive chair and ottoman for the living room, so that my mother-in-law will stop complaining about the lack of proper seating.

But adjusting I am, I suppose. Plus I need a new desktop more than a new second monitor right now. We'll see if I can finagle that concession when it's chair-buying time.

Still plugging away on assorted projects. Part of me tells myself to take a few weeks off from the poker and casino whoring, just to knock out some work on things, but they're just too damn lucrative. I'm a greedy whore.

A guy meets a hooker in a bar. She says, "This is your lucky night. I’ve got a special game for you. I’ll do absolutely anything you want for $300, as long as you can say it in three words."

The guy replies, "Hey, why not?"

He pull his wallet out of his pocket, and one at a time lays three hundred-dollar bills on the bar, and says, slowly, as he lays them down: "Paint…my…house."

Sweet Jebus. I just found out we get next Monday off. President's Day? Really? That's a holiday worthy of me not having to go to work? Not that I'm bitching, but that just seems odd. What the hell is one supposed to do on President's Day?

So like two years ago I put up some random products on a website I did, for all kinds of oddball affiliate programs. They were all really expensive, limited edition products, stuff like gold and jewel-encrusted chess sets, etc. The idea being that if I'm going to get 10% commmission as an affiliate, pick insanely expensive merchandise to hawk.

The obvious problem with that is that not many people buy such things online. So I moved on to another project, forgot about the links, never made a penny. Until yesterday. Some silly monkey bought not one, but two limited edition Monopoly sets through my link, forking over $1,245 for them. Umm, okay. I can't even get my head around order one of those online, much less two.

I never, ever thought I'd say this but I'm actually enjoying the fact that my wife is crazy about animals and hoodwinked me into getting a pet rat. I wasn't exactly pro-rat. Something about disease and vermin, gee, I don't know. And while the rat tail still creeps the hell out me, the little sucker is pretty amusing. We'll let him out to run around on the couch when we're watching tv and he's just a complete little demon, running and whirling and jumping and running and whirling and jumping. Right up until the point when my wife grabs him and holds him hostage, scratching the back of his head. And he completely morphs into the biggest pansy rat ever, eyes rolling back in his head, absolutely incapacitated by scratch-love.

Time to stop ignoring my corporate monkey work. Meh.