Covenant College, where I’m planning to go in 17 days, just sent me a letter saying I owe a ridiculous amount of money.

The odds of me actually getting enough any money from people clicking that button and giving me money are almost as ridiuclous as the amount of money I owe.

“Never tell me the odds.”
- Han Solo

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I see this phrase fairly frequently (haha). However, last time I saw it, I decided it would be fun to Google the phrase in quotation marks…just to see how many people agree with me.
Turns out, about 3,410 websites state that they agree with me.

Then I Googled “I agree with Caleb that…” to see what these people were actually agreeing with me about. Here are some results:
I agree with Caleb that 4 days without new posts is unacceptable.
I agree with Caleb that this doesn’t pose more than a temporary inconvenience.
I agree with Caleb that this is a fine piece, perhaps the best of the 1950′s.
I agree with Caleb that learning how to build confidence is critical.
I agree with Caleb that Rupert Murdoch is an illuminating example on many levels.

How many people agree with you, and what are they agreeing about?

Brilliant HP Technician: To rule out the issue with the harware of the notebook I recommand you to check the audio with headphones.
Caleb: I’ve checked with headphones.
Caleb: The buzzing is also in the headphones, and the buzzing in the built-in speaker continues.
Caleb: Considering plugging in headphones usually stops the audio in the main speakers, I think the issue is hardware.
Tech: I appreciate your thinking.
Caleb: That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard from tech support.

The conversation also featured awesome moments in grammar, like “was your notebook came preinstalled with,” and this:
Tech: Did the installation of patch is over?

Also, gems like this:
Tech: To better assist you, may I have the Serial (eg: CNS34915MC), Product (eg:DS542U) number.
Caleb: Sure, just scroll up. I gave it to you about fifteen minutes ago.

So it seems that once again, my beloved Lappy is destined to make the journey back to from where it was came (hey, with grammar like that, I should work for tech support!).

[7:30AM -- Phone rings -- Sleep aborted]

Me: Hello?

Boss: Well hey, Caleb! We’ve got a couple of ladies from the kitchen going home sick, and I know you need more hours. How would you like to come in at 10:30?

Me: Hang on, I just woke up. Lemme call you back.

[Click]

Me: Yes, Mr. Boss, sir, I got an awesome five hours of sleep last night, and thanks for waking me up so early. A thirteen-hour shift should be no problem at all.

[Ring, ring]

Boss: Hello?

Me: This is Caleb. I’ll be in by 10:30.

[Click]

 

Can’t get back to sleep, my whole body aches, and my eyes feel like I spilled tobasco sauce on them…today is gonna be great.

Sorry everybody, the interweb has been down at my house since Friday. I’ll post a real post soon, though.