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Rest In Peace

Wednesday, February 27th, 2013

A friend of mine died recently, and I had prepared the following so I could speak at the funeral. However, during the ceremony it was apparent that my remarks would have been out of place, so I didn’t speak. But now I’m going to share them here.

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Today I’m here to share my anger with Daniel Long. I was told by the family to keep this light and funny, but I’m not ready to do that, yet. I’m angry at Daniel. I’m upset that after knowing him as long as I did that there was still so much about him that I didn’t know. I’m upset that I borrowed three DVDs from him and they sat near my door until after he died. I’m mad that after weeks and years of having lunch with him on Sundays after church, when we were finally getting deeper into our relationship, now he’s gone. I’m mad that after all the weight he lost and getting in better shape, that it wasn’t enough and now he’s gone. I’m upset that in my family of choice, he was the one who always laughed out loud at my inappropriate jokes, and now he’s gone.

But as I work through the stages of grief, I’m happy he’s in a better place. I’m happy that he doesn’t have to eat salads anymore. I’m happy that he introduced me on Facebook to the Pippa Middleton Ass Appreciation Society. Daniel didn’t have the strongest computer skills, and somehow he ended up liking this page on Facebook “accidentally”. Once he told us what had happened, I shared the page with my Facebook friends, making sure to tag him in that post.

I’m also happy to share with you all a scene out of one of our shared comedic interests.

Thanks for letting me share.

Merry CHRISTmas, please…

Sunday, December 26th, 2010

It seems that this year there has been more of a furor over the phrase “Happy Holidays.” Fox News runs stories about “The War On Christmas” and I’ve seen about fifty Facebook status updates with some variation of “It’s NOT Happy Holidays, it’s Merry CHRISTmas!” It was bad enough ten years ago with all the anger over the X in Xmas, which come to find out isn’t a controversy at all, just ignorance. But now some Christians feel the need to sternly correct the minimum-wage cashier at the grocery store who mumbles “Happy Holidays” as she hands over the receipt.

There may be a war on Christmas. I’m pretty sure some people are doing things to diminish Christ’s role. But how should we respond? Yell “It’s CHRISTMAS you &*#$^@#&!” at the top of our lungs? Should we just be nice? Should love and a smile be the take-home message that poor cashier receives or misplaced indignation?

The thing is, Saturnalia was celebrated hundreds of years before Christmas. Lots of other people have celebrated during the winter solstice long before Christians took over December for Christmas. Judaism, from which we have a much of the Christian tradition (btw Jesus was Jewish) celebrated Hanukkah long before Christ was born. If anything, instead of being miffed that people are stealing our holiday maybe we could be a little more humble in our reply of “Merry Christmas” and leave out the angst. Maybe we can give a gift of tenderness?

Overdraft This!

Saturday, August 7th, 2010

You’ve probably heard by now about the new overdraft rules for debit and ATM cards. The reason I’m so sure you’ve heard is because I’ve been notified about 47 times by Envision Credit Union that I need to opt-in. Okay, I’ll be reasonable. I received four emails. Then someone called me, and I specifically declined. Then, the next time I logged into my online banking, before I could check my account balance I had to read a message about overdraft protection. After another email about it, I called the customer service center. “Is there a list I can get on that will prevent me from being contacted?” I asked. Wishful thinking on my part. The agent apologized and said she would annotate my account so I wouldn’t be bothered anymore. Well, I checked the mail later that week and this bright orange envelope arrived reminding me I needed to opt-in again. I was pissed, but it was probably being processed before my phone call to the credit union, so I cut them some slack.

Then while I was working in the garage this afternoon I received another phone call.

Oh Noes! U haz an overwithdrawl! Lolz!

Oh Noes! U haz an overwithdrawl! Lolz!

What’s the big deal? I’ll tell you. Banks made $23 billion dollars last year on just overdraft fees. That’s billion with a B. I currently have overdraft protection, and I imagine that’s how I got on the list in the first place. I have it, and I’ve not signed up for it again. In dealing with computer users I understand full well that people don’t read emails. We send plenty and they are all ignored. Now, when we want to get a user’s attention, we just change their password on their account. They come see us pretty quickly after that.  So I’ve tried to offer grace about this overdraft thing. I know that August 15th is going to be a hell day for the bank. Tons of screaming customers are going to be calling wondering why their debit cards got declined at Starbucks. But I asked specifically not to be bothered. After doing Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace course I decided that I would rather have my debit card get declined than pay a bank a $27.50 overdraft fee. In fact, I don’t want to pay the lower $5 fee to have them draft my credit card, either. I balance my checkbook now and if I don’t, I want the charge to get declined than pay anything extra. Fine, I’ll be embarrassed at the checkout line. I should be! I just tried to get something without paying for it. I should know better!

Unfortunately, the woman calling from the credit union today got an upset customer. I didn’t break the rules: no sarcasm, no profanity, no name-calling. But I told her that if I received another phone call I was closing my account. This has gotten ridiculous.

I like having access to a local bank. But Jamie uses USAA for her banking and I think I’m going to start using them, too. Will I close my account? Probably not, but I won’t leave any money in it above the minimum balance of $25. With USAA I can deposit checks using the scanner on my computer. They may be in Texas but my scanner is closer than even a local bank. Envision has been good to me, but on this issue they lost their focus. They were all about saving me money and being different than the big, corporate, greedy banks. But something happened and now they are acting like the big greedy banks, and I’ll have none of that, thankyouverymuch.

Coming Out Of The Shadows… or Why I Love Bottled Water

Saturday, April 24th, 2010

This morning I was reading the news and saw another article about someone trying to ban bottled water. I’ve had a discussion about this at church with a friend who is very ‘eco’ and wants to do the right thing by the environment. She told me about how many bottles were ending up in landfills and how much oil plastic takes to produce. Then she told me that at church functions they would no longer be buying bottled water, and that I would survive with good old tap water. What’s interesting is that I didn’t get the same degree of cooperation when I suggested that at these same church functions they replace the Starbucks coffee with Folgers, or the Diet Coke with Winn Dixie brand cola. “Drew, stop being unreasonable!” I’m the planet killer and just need to start enjoying tap water. But I’ve hated tap water all my life, and am not about to start loving it now.

When I was in high school I lived in the country. We had a deep well and our water was great. No chlorine, no sulfur, just water. It was hard water, and didn’t suds up much, but the taste was great. But my school was in town, and after running a few miles in P.E., we’d have to drink from the fountain of municipality treated, chlorinated tap water. Yes, it was cold and wet, but so is a dog after standing in the rain. Some kids would buy soda from the Coke machine, and my friends and I had a dream. This was 1988, and all we could hope for, besides the fall of the Berlin wall, was that Coke would put filtered, purified water into a Coke machine. We would even pay the same price as soda, even though water was cheaper. Just give us clean, good tasting water without all the fluoride and chlorine that the city added.

In the 1990’s, it happened. You could find bottles of water in soda machines across the country. After years of hearing our parents tell us to drink less soda, now we could. Water consumption was up and life was good. But now we’re the ones killing the planet. Never mind that soda comes in those same bottles, its those water drinkers who are clogging up the landfills.

It’s so hypocritical. My thing is fine, your thing is bad. “Bottled water is just tap water!” No, that’s incorrect. It’s FILTERED tap water. I can’t carry a Brita with me all the time. I’d like to be able to get a glass of water without having to wait for it to percolate through a filter. Just like Coke tastes different from Chek, and Starbucks tastes different from Folgers Crystals, filtered, ozonated, purified water tastes different from what’s coming out of the tap. “But your bottles are killing marine life and clogging up landfills!” Yeah, well so are Coke bottles. Put a recycle bin nearby. Charge a deposit. There are all sorts of proven ways to encourage/strongarm recycling without a ban. “Water has a serious carbon footprint! You’re trucking water around when you have it right here in a tap.” Yes, and your coffee gets shipped from mountains in foreign countries thousands of miles, and my bottle of water comes from our neighbors the next county over.

I’ve been really surprised how self-righteous the water haters have become. It’s not a beer, it doesn’t have any high fructose corn syrup, it’s renewable, what more could you want? I’m not going to be dismissed or ridiculed any more. I’m proud to say it. I love bottled water.