The first time I got in a car with heated seats, I didn't know it, and it completely freaked me out. Totally disconcerting.
You are not alone. My mom charmingly said she momentarily wondered if she had just become incontinent. Then she thought my dad had spilled his coffee and hadn't told her, so she yelled at him.
My new car doesn't have heated seats. It makes me sad, even though I know in LA I don't need them, really. I *loved* that feature in my last car.
I thought maybe I was becoming paralyzed.
I have achieved iPod. The guy at the Costco checkout was all techy-manly-gruff, asking me if I've used an iPod before.
"My great-grandparents brought their iPods here from the Old World, except back then they were called Musical Difference Engines."
The most expensive car we ever test-drove was an Audi...Something (I can never rememebr the names) V-12, which lists for $130,000. It not only had heated and cooled seats but a massage option. Rollers went up and down like those massage cushions you can buy. It was AWESOME.
>... good tasting fair trade coffee in Manhattan
I got nothing on the coffee, Typo -- I drink Bustelo
I drink diet pepsi - so when it comes to coffee I'm clueless. (Hmm - bet that straight line is tempting some people.) So advice would be welcome.
I get my fair trade coffee at Trader Joe's -- the Ethiopia organic/fair trade/shade-grown/etc stuff is quite tasty. Starbucks also carries a few fair trade varieties, all of them Latin American IIRC.
Funny thing is (okay, possibly not actually funny) I haven't installed 6.0.5. I've downloaded it onto both machines at home, and just haven't gotten around to it. But I am running some subversion of 6 both places.
He was all "And it has podcasts?" Dude. How else would I be able to listen to Neil Gaiman interviews about Eternals? I smite thee, and confiscate thine geek cloak.
A couple weeks ago, I was trying to point out how geeky someone was by mentioning they called the battering ram in RotK by name. Unfortunately the guy I was trying to demonstrate this to thought it was very cool (and in fact tried to impress other people with it--and it worked). The guy I'd been trying to out turns to me and is all "Oh, Miss Buffy/Firefly/7 million cancelled shows?" To which I replied "I
know
it's called Grond. I just don't name drop."
Same two guys, one just back from France, the other using grade school French on him. Recent returnee says "All I know is 'oui.'" Other guy doesn't hear and asks "What?" and is answered by "You know--the Nintendo console."
At which point I need to run screaming from the geekdom.
Sheesh.
At least they're both good looking and can kill with either pinkie.
You know, it's very hard to look serious and knowledgeable to associates who wander into your office when you have to turn off David Bowie's
Laughing Gnome
in order to listen to them.