Woohoo! USA beat Mexico, 2-0!! Next we face Germany… tough team. But for now… WOOHOO! First victory for a US team in the World Cup elimination rounds! Ever! Rock!

The Ireland-Spain game wasn’t on TV this morning. WTF? That sucks. I was going to tape it and watch it at a reasonable hour but it wasn’t on… lame. Oh well, US-Mexico tonight!

Ok, back to chores…

Ok, got my Lenny tix. Not stellar seats, but way better than Lawn (aka General Admission.) I’ve never seen Lenny before, but I’ve been a fan for years, so I am really looking forward to it.

Saw Dennis Miller recently. (He’s a comedic genius, btw.) That show had been
cancelled and rescheduled like three hundred times. It was great to sit and
listen to him rant about the current state of the world. Nobody rants like
Dennis.

I’ve got tickets for a buncha shows in August. B.B King one day, Eminem the next. Lenny Kravitz, David Bowie and, most importantly, OZZFEST later in the month. Living so close to Shoreline is nice. August is gonna be a fun month.

Well, to be exact, I don’t have the Kravitz tix yet. Gotta get up tomorrow morning…er.. later today, and get them. So, I’d better head to bed… night!

I went to a POISON concert. (OMG… POISON!) A coworker got ahold of some free tix and gave them to me to make up for me covering his project on the weekend. (Thanks, Bill!) It was Poison headlining, Cinderella & Winger supporting and Faster Pussycat opening. My timing was perfect. I got there near the end of Winger and saw all of Cinderella and Poison. Of course, half the show was the fans. I expected lots of people who didn’t know it wasn’t 1989 and I wasn’t let down. Some scary folk. The majority of the crowd was actually normal. The folks stuck in a timewarp made up maybe a quarter of the people there. Shockingly, there were a lot of young people there. Girls who were maybe five or six when Poison was big were there… trippy. The BEST were these two guys tho.. maybe 16… wearing ripped t-shirts, ripped jeans, bandanas and wigs. I thought they were there for a goof.. but they knew ALL the words.

Ok, time for a real update, I guess. Lessee… for those that don’t know, I moved. I’m in Mountain View now. For those of you who don’t know where that is… good. :P

Work has been hell. BusyBusyBusyBusyBusyBusy… and more Busy… but OS X 10.2 is going to ROCK… as well as a few other things in the works that I can’t talk about.

WOW… the Sweden-Senegal World Cup game was awesome. Senegal won in the first sudden death period. Another major upset pulled off by the plucky Senegalese team who most people counted out before their first game (read: victory against France) in the WC. That sudden death period was some of the most fun soccer (yes, I am an American) to watch in the World Cup so far! Tomorrow morning, Ireland faces Spain… good luck Ireland. Then tomorrow night, the U.S. takes on Mexico… EEK.

Ok, so I got chastised for not updating my news in over two months. Hell, I didn’t think anyone was reading this stuff! :P I’ll put a “recap” in a little while to sum up the last few weeks.

Happy? Ya pushy brat.

(Background: I had a Chase Platinum Mastercard with an $800.00 limit.
(No, that’s not a misplaced decimal point or missing zero. EIGHT HUNDRED.)
That’s a significantly lower balance than my other cards. Because of the
low balance, I hardly used the card. I stuck with either one of my Visa’s
or Amex’s and kept the MC in reserve as a sort of back up emergency card.)

A week or two ago, Chase sent me a letter telling me that because of my
poor credit history (!) and my current balance ratios, they were lowering
my limit to $200. Two hun-fucking-dred dollars. Now, no billionaire am
I, but a $200 limit credit card is simply worthless to me.

So I called Chase.

I spent about 20 minutes on the phone with them explaining that I simply
do not have bad credit and they should fix my limit. I talked to three
different people. The last one tried hard to keep me as a customer, but
when she told me to go check my credit report and then call her back, I
couldn’t take it anymore. They were the ones who fucked up and they
wanted me to do the leg work? So, in the end I told them they could
shove my card up their arse. (Slightly paraphrased.)

So, today, I got a letter from one of my Visa companies. They are
raising my limit by $3k and giving me “Platinum” status free of charge
with no annual fees. Poor credit my ASS. Thanks for the vindication,
Fleet.

The moral of the story: Chase can go FUCK THEMSELVES.

Original date: 06.15.02