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6/4/07 Cruel and Unusual punishment The Washington State Supreme Court has raised the fine for speeding in the state by $11, an additional increase by legislature brings the fine up to a total of $124 which is up from $100. The reasons stated:
If you ask me this change was proposed by people without traumatic brain injuries. Seriously, funding programs not directly linked to speeding in my mind constitutes taxation without representation. By setting the speed limits artificially low (see my other rants) and now raising the fines, they are funding pet projects through a "speed tax". I see this as being similar to "sin taxes". The government levies funds by taxing a naughty behavior. This gives them the moral high ground. Obviously if you speak against this tax/fine then you are speaking against safety on the highways! This is a load of crap. What can you as an individual do to fight this? Simple, if you get a speeding ticket, get a lawyer. You have a right to fight your ticket in court. Taking a ticket to court takes the profit right out of the ticket, even if the State wins. Secondly write your local legislature. Tell them you want them to focus on making the roads safer, not more profitable. 5/17/07 Okay so maybe I'm not the first to have heard of him but I recently was provided with a link to the video below. I find You Tube really obnoxious, but this video is so entertaining that its worth dealing with it. Without further ado, I present Rob Paravonian.
4/25/07 HE is watching you.
1/25/07 Its 2007 that means I should complain about speed
enforcement again, right? "The solution is not to post a speed zone to an unjustifiably low speed and then expect law enforcement to control the violators by constant monitoring. Police agencies do not, and indeed can not afford to lie in wait constantly for speeders in a multitude of locations." 11/27/06 I got a weather station. I put its results online at Weather Underground. 11/27/06 Slow Down or Pay Up, Fuck That... So, our great state of Washington has launched a
new campaign aimed at reducing speeding. The new campaign is titled
"Slow
Down or Pay Up". This campaign is funded by the
Washington Traffic Safety
Commission. Their main tagline around this campaign is that
"speed is a factor in 1/3 of fatal accidents". This line is a load
of crap. Of course speed is a factor, if vehicles weren't moving
then there wouldn't be an accident.
From:
Jon Cantrell
joncantrell@xxx.com This message was met with
some sympathy from the DOT personnel I contacted but he mentioned
resistance to change from the WSP
enforcement
community as well as general saftey commissions. Its two years
later, the traffic patterns haven't really changed and neither have
the speed
limits. 5/23/06
This is just too good. I
understand that illegal immigrants are "breaking the law" and all
but damn, this is getting ridiculous. Just another example of
America treating the symptom and not the disease. I don't think we'd
have so many illegal immigrants if there weren't jobs available to
them. I really think the people who
hire illegals are the ones who should be punished. Most illegal
immigrants who come to America are just looking to better themselves
and their families. Typically they end up doing the jobs we'd rather
not do for wages that we couldn't live off of. I'm really not seeing
the problem other than the people exploiting them. I say lets step up our
immigration program, get some more visas/greencards/guest worker
passes or whatever. Pay these guys a fair wage and get them to pay
taxes too. Yeah, lettuce might be 25 cents more per head but at
least we'd be working to stop sweatshops inside our own borders. On the other hand there is the
concern of border security. With the newly recognized threat of
terrorism we should have better security at our borders, but they
should be there for a different reason. 5/04/06 Lots of stuff has happened
recently. We went to an Easter egg hunt for the dogs at
Camp Charlie. That place
rocked. It's a private, off-leash area for dogs. We went to Oregon and saw the
Oregon Trail Rally.
That was a blast. Again, the dogs came with us. My parents were re-married, in
our living room! I just ordered some badass
shirts from
threadless. 2/23/06 Wow, its been a while since I
posted anything here. Anyway, I've gotten married, had Christmas and
I'm now fostering a dog. There, you're all caught up. Now be sure
and visit
http://www.imreallysad.com for a pick me up. 9/26/05 - I made a blog Isn't this already a blog...?
I guess so but I decided to try MSN Spaces cause it's easier and I'm
lazy. Anyway... here it is:
http://spaces.msn.com/members/joncantrell/ 8/27/05 - **** the po-lice So tonight it happened. I
finally got busted for shop lifting. The only problem is I haven't
shoplifted anything in over 10 years so you can imagine my surprise.
Here's the story... I spent a wonderful
sunny Pacific Northwest in the cascades with my accomplice, MC. We
had discharged a few hundred rounds of ammunition into various
troublesome targets such as cardboard boxes, bowling pins and a
picture of some Mexican dude that was taped to the side of a burnt
out van. The time for nerdery was nigh. MC and I had been granted
permission from the lady-folk to do the purchasing of electronics.
Yes, we were getting new computer shit and it was gonna rock! Our destination was the nerd
Mecca, Fry's Electronics. We stroll down the aisles in a state of
high arousal, lusting after cpu fans, mini atx cases, silent fans
and heatsinks that look something like an exploded orange made of
copper. Like a kid in a candy shop, my
eyes find their target. A Gigabyte Triton motherboard and AMD Athlon
64 motherboard and CPU bundle. After two years I was finally going
to upgrade my computer! I grasped the box with my two sweaty palms
and my heart begins to race. RAM... I need RAM for my new
motherboard. I talk to one of the sales drones and settle on a 1 gig
stick for my lovely. I locate mark and he has selected his purchases
as well. We head to the registers. After completing my sales
transaction a thought crosses my mind. This board supports dual
channel memory, I didn't get dual channel memory. I glance at my
watch and notice its 9:58. Fry's closes at 10:00. I run back to the
computer hardware section to rectify my memory mistake. I felt bad for my mishap and
especially the timing and I try to be apologetic as I have my
exchange processed. After a short stop at the register to acquire
the proper memory I'm headed to the doors and the bane of every
Fry's trip... The Door Nazis. My short lived fling with my lovely is
soon to take a turn for the worse. If you've ever been to Fry's,
you know who I'm speaking of. If not, well, its just like the old
ladies at the door of your neighborhood warehouse store (i.e.
Costco, Sam's Club). Their presence is claimed to make sure the
customers aren't overcharged. We all know that the purpose is to
prevent/limit shoplifting. Sometimes these people can just be over
the top, wielding their highlighter and sifting through your
purchases as if they were a knight of King Arthur's round table.
I've read stories on the net about people who refuse to stop for The
Door Nazis. The claim is that for them to actually prevent you from
leaving they have to accuse you of shoplifting. If they do this
falsely, you have legal recourse to take against them. Tonight however, things aren't
that bad. The Door Nazis are a couple of kids in their late teens or
early twenties. The girl who is working on our purchases is getting
a little confused by the fact that we have two orders in one cart,
plus my return paperwork. I jokingly say to MC, "Let's run for it, I
don't think she could catch us." I make some other joke and actually
use the term "Door Nazis" out loud. MC is surprised I was so bold.
But I was high on life, soon I would be taking my mistress home and
laying her down in her case. We continue the small talk as
she finishes checking off our receipts. I discuss with MC the stuff
I've read about not having to stop, MC is not sure what their
response would be. The male Door Nazi says, "We'd just say have a
nice day." Then my receipt is approved, I notice that instead of the
normal highlighter slash I have a smiley face on the receipt. I
enjoy this and remark, "...see look what we get for waiting, a nice
smiley face." MC is approved and we're off into the night. MC hops in his tracker and I
return the cart. MC decides to be "funny" and drive off without me.
I don't take the bait and he stops after about four feet. I hop in
and we begin to discuss dinner. We drive about 20 feet and I
notice some flashing police lights. Next thing I know MC has stopped
driving and has his hands in the air. The cops are behind us! I
follow suit and put my hands in the air. A female officer walks up to
MC's window and asks for his ID. As I'm looking at her, there's a
knock on my window... a second officer. I roll down my window. He
explains that they received a report of shoplifters that matched our
description and that we should just comply with their directions and
everything should be fine. I produce my wallet and then
hand the office my ID. Then the interesting question... "Do you have
any weapons that we should be aware of." MC's response, "...well
actually." The female officer replies quickly, "I don't like 'well
acutally'!" MC has a concealed weapons permit and had a handgun on
him. He's trying to explain that while handing the officer his
revolver. During this whole exchange I've noticed the male officer's
hand drop to his hip and my blood pressure rising. Eventually the revolver ends
up on the hood of the tracker and the female officer furrows her
brow in an attempt to review MC's permit and receipts from Fry's.
While she is reviewing the permit MC asks her to move the revolver
to the center of the car so it won't slide off the hood and
accidentally discharge since it is a revolver. The male officer moves over to
the driver's side of the car to help the female with the permit and
tensions ease slightly. He hands the permit, ID and revolver back to
MC and my ID is handed back to me. They ask if we're brothers, I
reply "No, but we get that a lot." Without ever looking in the back
of the Tracker to verify our purchases we're sent on our way. The
parting words from the male officer, "Well, at least you guys have a
story to tell now. Thank you for shopping at Fry's." 5/12/05 - If people will
breastfeed tigers why won't they help me get a
free iPod? This has got to be
the most disturbing
thing I've seen on MSNBC...
I'm no biologist but I could've
told you this shit wouldn't work.
5/10/05 - Capybara thinks I
need an iPod
4/26/05 - Rally the iPods Well, I just got back to work
after the Oregon Trail
Rally. I will certainly post some pictures and video as soon as
I pull them off my cameras. Meanwhile, while I was out of
town I got confirmation from
freeipods.com that my offer had been accepted. That means I only
need five people to sign up to free iPods underneath me. I chose to
do the stamps.com offer as it was free and could be cancelled at any
time. I called stamps.com (you can't cancel online) and after I was
on hold for about 10 minutes I was able to cancel my account. Not
too bad. So
sign up
for an offer and help me get a free iPod. 4/19/05 - World gets a new
pope, I want a free iPod
To celebrate the new pope I'm trying for a
free iPod.
I've heard a lot about the site. At first I thought it was a scam.
I've seen enough people's sites that have received the iPods that I
now believe its real. Here's are a site where someone is showing off
his free
iPod.
http://forevergeek.com/news/freeipodscom.php Here's even a
Wired
article about
FreeiPods.com. So what's the catch? You have to sign up for one of
their offers and then refer 5 people who sign up for offers. Yes its
a bit of a pyramid scheme, yes it takes time but I think a $300
gadget for free is worth it. Just be sure to cancel your offer if
it's something you're not interested in. Also, be sure to read the
terms of the offer you sign up under. Some of them have very
particular conditions that must be met. If I get 5 referrals I will
certainly post pics of my iPod. How can they afford it? Most people don't follow
through and get all 5 referrals. They are paid for each referral
they get signed up. In the end it ends up making them money. Not to
mention they have very little overheard and free viral marketing
(like this). So do me a favor and
sign up! 4/15/05 - Bang those skins
kitty!
Who knew
cats were so talented? 3/27/05 - Cause for
celebration.
Everybody raise up your glasses and toast Abbey and me. We're
engaged. We went out to the
Melting Pot and
from there to Discovery Park where I got down on bended knee (sort
of, the ground wet from fresh rain). I popped the question. She said
yes. Here's pictures of the locale and ring (lighthouses are
romantic right?).
3/21/05 - Can I get a
witness?!? I had the
pleasure of witnessing two feats of utter stupidity last night.
First, I went to the Key Arena
to watch the final game of the regular
WHL season between our
Seattle Thunderbirds
and the Everett Silvertips. Just a quick stop for some back-story.
About a week ago Abbey and I were in Everett watching the Birds play
the Tips, let me tell you, the fans were just foul, calling the
players (ages 15-20) faggots, girls, etc. Now a bit of heckling is
all well and good and expected, but there were a few Everett fans
who appeared to have a massive grudge with a few of our players, as
if our players spent their days off defecating on graves of
Silvertip fans. This wasn't just taunting, it was oral diarrhea to
the point where it even annoyed other Everett fans. Needless to say,
we won't be going back. Anyway, fast forward to last
night. Everett fans are known for three things, being crass (see
above), ringing bells incessantly to cheer their team on, and not
knowing a damned thing about hockey. A few T-birds season ticket
holders and I have gotten really tired of the bell ringing,
especially since it happens at inappropriate times (i.e. one of
their players is trapped in a group of four of our players while his
own team is in the middle of a line change. The chances of anything
happening during said time are infinitesimal). So we've made
up a chant, "If you're stupid and you know it, ring your bell." Last night there happened to
be a group of three Everett fans sitting in the row in front of me.
We did our standard heckling, very imaginative stuff like calling a
player on their team "Queen" when his name is King. Well one of the
Everett fans, an older lady who smelled as if she only bathes in
Elizabeth Taylor's White Diamonds took offense to our heckling. She
gave us the stink-eye (with the perfume she was wearing the stink
was definitely present). At intermission I walk out with one of the
other T-Birds fans who had been heckling with me, Tom. Then up comes
Mr. Everett Silvertip fan. He gets all up in Tom's face. He accuses
Tom of saying, "...at least the bells let you know who the fucking
idiots are." Tom acknowledges he said that, minus the "fucking".
Something flips in this asshole's head and he takes a swing at Tom.
The punch grazes Tom's face and as he staggers back a little beer
from his cup apparently splashes on the aforementioned stinky ass
wench. Tom manages to keep his cool and not swing back. He calls for
the cops since he's been assaulted. They were both ejected from
the game (bullshit) and it looks like the Everett fan was not
prosecuted (double bullshit). The one good thing to come out of it
was that I could finally breath during the second two periods as the
White Diamonds funk finally had lifted. Oh, to top it off, the first
place birds wrapped up the season by beating the Silvertips... woo
hoo! The second feat of stupidity
simply involved a moron turning left into another car during our
drive home. No injuries to speak of. We pulled over anyway and gave
our info as witnesses. 12/14/04 - Nothing says Merry
Christmas like fuck off and die...
Sometimes I really hate people.
I'm thinking cell phone should come with a courtesy license. If you
don't understand common courtesy then you don't get one. The cardinal rule of cell
phones is that while they are a convenience to you, they should not
be an inconvenience to those around you. For example, turn it off in
restaurants, movies, refuse to use it in the car if you can't talk
and drive (which it appears most people can't, or they at least fail
to prioritize driving as being of more importance than the latest
gossip). Along this line is what
happened to me. I went to the post office to mail some packages.
Anyone who has been to the post office during the holidays knows how
goddamn insane the place is. Well, there I am, standing in line. I'm
waiting to use their new APC (automated package center or something
like that). Its amazing how many people are afraid of technology,
the APC line was 1/5th the size of the regular line and moved
quicker. That is until she got to the machine. She is the lady on the cell
phone. With the snot-nosed (literally) baby toddling around
completely unchecked. She sits there staring at each screen as if
she couldn't read English. One of the more vexing questions
presented by this machine was is your packaging made of wood or
metal. Since Ditzy McWhorebag was on the phone her upper brain
functions must have shut off because she selected wood for her
cardboard box. Then she sat at the next screen trying to identify
exactly what kind of wooden box it was. Eventually she figured it
out and got her postage printed. You know with someone like
this its never that easy... you just know it. Well of course, she
needs her receipt. She has to put it away in her wallet, one-handed
(still on the phone) before stepping to the side. Finally, she cops
a clue, drops her package in the slot, looks around and locates her
baby who is two lines away from her and leaves. Good fucking riddance and
Merry Christmas bitch! :) 12/something/04 - Wanna see my
cup? The stupid
Internet broke (my ISP is a tard) so the site was down for a few
days and now I'm all backlogged. Anyway, I thought it was important
to post this picture.
Yes, that's me
with the one and only Lord Stanley's Cup. I got the chance to hang
out with it for a quick photo op at a recent
T-Birds game. I
should take this opportunity to state that Hockey is the only
non-auto racing sport worth watching. :) BTW, before
bitching about the photo quality... the flash didn't go off, my
camera sucks. Buy me a new one. 11/23/04 - Best Thanksgiving
Ever Yes, this is
ripped off of Fark too. A few years ago my dad decided
he'd show us his "watch me light this fire with my new gizmo"
powers. The fire starts and weird noises start coming from the
chimney. A minute of scritch scratch later a squirrel drops into the
fireplace. 11/17/04 - Apt name
While surfing an article (about a
cheating wife) posted on Fark I
found the most apply named reporter:
11/5/04 - Besides Bush,
America has a new (well, to me anyway) enemy
I'm talking about one of
the most foul concoctions ever created. McDonald's McGriddles. Now
these aren't exactly new but I've never had one until today. Now I
know why I waited so long. But let me start at the beginning of this
story. I was running late for work as
usual and decided I wanted to hit McDonalds for some "Fast Food".
There's something about their Monopoly promotion that suckers me
into going to McDonald's. I hate everything about the restaurant,
from their burgers that taste as if they were steamed rather than
fried or grilled to their inane and retarded add campaigns. "I'm lovin' it" my ass. Their slogan should be, "It's somewhat convenient and
doesn't make me puke too often." So anyway I see a decent line
in the drive through so I decide I'm gonna play it sneaky and go
inside. Well, bad choice, the line inside was just as bad. Oh well,
I'm gonna play monopoly. Normally I'd order the Bacon Egg n Cheese
Bagel, except they decided to remove the best breakfast sandwich
they've ever created. That being the case I usually would go with
the Bacon Egg n Cheese Biscuit. Today I decided to be adventurous
and try the little slices of Satan also known as McGriddles. My
thinking is this, hey, if they tossed their best tasting sandwich
and kept these there must be something I'm missing. I forgot, this is McDonalds.
So anyway about 5 minutes after ordering (that's a full lifetime at
McDonald's) they finally give me my food. However, I'm immediately
stricken with grief as I notice that they are out of Monopoly game
pieces. My whole reason for breakfast has been wasted. I get to work and unwrap the
McGriddle. My first impression is that it's smaller than I expected
(in hindsight that is something to be thankful for). My second
impression is the smell of pancakes. Then I take a bite. Yuck. A
tasteless sponge with occasional hints of syrup, eggs that taste
like air and bacon so thin you can see through it. I will NEVER eat
a McGriddle again. Behold the terror:
11/3/04 - So much for the
separation of church and state.
Good fucking job America. Way to
go. Congratulations on reelecting the retarded monkey puppet who got
our country into this mess in the first place. In the future, if a
president wants a second term apparently all they need to do is
start a messy, ill-advised, politically shaky war and then not
finish the job. This man is supposed to be the
leader of our country. Our international representative. He tromps
all over our diplomatic relations and when he speaks he sounds like
a retarded 5th grader. If you took away his bible he wouldn't know
how to make any decisions. If there's any sort of
problems we can feel safe knowing Dubya will protect us. He can take
a look at things he ignored his first term, say little things like
domestic policy. Anything he wants to change will become another
war. War on abortion. War on gay marriage. War on broccoli. After
all, its fear that drives the cattle and using the word "war" makes
things scary. Oh, yeah. Remember 9/11 from a
few years back? Remember where two of those planes crashed? Look at
how they voted. Funny, I guess they didn't realize Kerry is the path
to certain doom. Its a good thing that we've got the South and the
planes states (or whatever the hell they're called) to protect this country. After all, between their bibles and
their lack of any exposure to outside culture they definitely made
the right choice to keep themselves comfortably scared shitless of
the nonexistent impending doom. God Bless America... we really
need it now. Lets go fight us some terra. 11/1/04 cont'd 11/1/04
Today a new form of public
service announcement. This list was compiled by me with some input
from co-workers. I have (unfortunately) been witness to almost
everything on the list. Rules of Workplace
Restroom Etiquette 10/29/04
Today's public service
announcement...VOTE!
10/28/04
Time for a public service
announcement
about... time.
10/27/04
In the spirit of the my old site
I have added a video. This is an oldie but goody about a
wonderful
cat up for adoption. 9/24/04
Think you're safe in your SUV?
Guess again.
5th Gear proves
how easily they can tip over. 9/23/04 Well gang, the drive in my server assploded so I'm going to have to start this bugger off from scratch. Let me start by saying that I hate Times New Roman. Stupid default font. As
you may have noticed, if you're at all cool, I have selected the
colors from the Subaru WRC car for my theme. Okay I'm done for now.
I just wanted to put something up for now.
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