Thundersnow 2009

March 2, 2009 § 4 Comments

So Atlanta got some snow this weekend. A LOT of snow on Sunday to be exact. It wasn’t particularly cold, but it started as some sleet and soon graduated to pretty chunky flakes that were nonstop for hours (with some rumbling thunder, hence the “thundersnow“). We must have gotten at least 2 inches that actually stuck.

Snowy Day

We ventured out to grab lunch and run some errands, and I was not so secretly thanking the baby jesus that grocery shopping was not involved. Atlantans pretty much go ape shit when it snows (or rains for that matter), so I was not about to wrestle over bread and milk. Luckily for us Willy’s, Best Buy, and Barnes & Noble were just as peaceful as the scenery was outdside.

The dogs were pretty unimpressed by the whole scenario (though it would probably would have gone over better if their momma had gotten them some muttluks!)

Molls wants it to go away

And of course stupid Atlanta went and canceled school on Monday, when it was clear and sunny and after all the ice and snow had melted. Geniuses, I tell you.

Overheard in Atlanta

January 30, 2009 § 2 Comments

I’m a big fan of Overheard in New York. I think it’s hilarious how our different environments can color your day. Often I’m put in a better mood by just casually overhearing / reading something hilarious, puzzling, or dumbfounding.

“They can’t figure out how to pick up recycling weekly, so how on earth are they going to figure out a rotation?”
– Kirkwood neighbor

“House a few down from ours just got burglarized. God, I love Atlanta. One day, I’m going to have to shoot somebody.”
Father Muskrat‘s Twitter feed.

Her: “You just don’t understand”
Him: “What did you say?”
– coffee shop, Oakhurst

“Is it wrong to buy fried chicken today?”
– Decatur Kroger (on MLK Day)

“Fuck Schroedinger’s cat.”
– Georgia Tech Student Center

“The bears are a’comin!”
– East Atlanta Village

Warning

December 12, 2008 § 2 Comments

Seen at Clifton & Dekalb Ave.

@ Clifton & Dekalb Ave.

Crisis or Schadenfreude?

October 1, 2008 § 4 Comments

I’d like to thank this Atlanta gas “crisis”, “shortage”, or whatchamacallit for making driving in Atlanta bearable again. I’ve never seen traffic flow so smoothly, and I’ve almost forgotten what it’s like to deal with the same panhandlers over and over again because I’ve been sitting at the same damn red light.

I haven’t had to fill up for the last 6 weeks (props to intown living), so I’m not quite sure how hard it actually is to find gas right now, but let’s keep this trend going a little while longer if only to make me happy.

Signed,
Smug Bitch

I want a new drug

September 8, 2008 § Leave a comment

Well, Andisheh does. No no, get your minds out of the gutter. It’s for a story.

Got any tips on where to score? Contact him.

Kraftwork

September 3, 2008 § 1 Comment

I’ll be at Kraftwork, Atlanta’s indie artist market, tomorrow night from 7-10pm at Young Blood Gallery.

Come shop and have some tasty refreshments and a drinky drink!

Coughing up for wi-fi (or are we spoiled in Atlanta?)

August 22, 2008 § 6 Comments

There’s currently a huge debate on Lifehacker regarding a hack to access free wi-fi at Hartsfield-Jackson. Currently, wi-fi at the airport is pay-access. This is somewhat normal in my experience, but living in Atlanta, it is rather odd considering the number of free wi-fi spots within the city. In fact, there are so many free hotspots in Atlanta that I’ve even had to refuse to work with vendors and businesses that don’t provide them. I mean really, a hotel in Midtown CHARGING for wi-fi on top of the room price? Fuck. off.

Of course there’s the other personal pov, as I’m originally from Orlando (alternatively known as “what’s wi-fi? ya mean that thar internet needs no wires? well garsh dang it!”). The last time I checked, free wi-fi was only available in “certain” hotel lobbies and one (yes, one) coffee shop in Winter Park. Of course you could always succumb to the T-Mobile Hot Spot and get ass raped pay $10, or break your contract, pay the fees, and buy a $400 iPhone and use it at Starbucks. I guess having my crackberry comes in handy at those times. So yeah, I know how suck it is to have to pay for access.

Not to come off sounding like I have zero morals, though. I’ve got, like, 4 or something! I do understand that getting something for free which you should pay for is theft. Yes. Promise. But what if it’s something that should be free to start with? [insert big debate here.] Does Hartsfield really need the money when I’m still paying $5 for a bottle of water anyway? Or, is this some giant conspiracy to get as much money as possible since I’m delayed every.fucking.time. at ATL? Come on Shirley, say it ain’t so!

Bitches.

I may not be a meteorologist…

August 21, 2008 § 2 Comments

… but I don’t think this fits “partly”:

Maybe I'm not understanding the definition of "partly"

Denied. Again.

July 31, 2008 § 1 Comment

The moons must be aligned just.so. because in 2 days, I’ve managed to be denied.

Yesterday Mr. and Mrs. P’body, the Mr., Dave, and myself were going to do a Junior’s reunion of sorts after work. There we were, getting ready to grab our baskets and wave chicken tenders in the air, until we found out that Junior’s closes after lunch because of summer hours. Yeah, the Tech grads and Tech employee didn’t remember that. Doh! It was fine, though, and we continued our fest over at (where else) Rocky Mountain, where we had buffalo pizza and electric blue colored shots before throngs of undergrads swarmed the place. We had grand plans of hitting the Highlander afterward, but grease + beers + colored shots in plastic cups did me in, and I was the sensible adult who went home and packed for her flight. Whose old?!

Today we wanted to have our last cuban with Kool Korner, only to realize that the previous sign saying that it was staying open until July 31st no longer applied. SIGH. We then had a memorial lunch of fried chicken and cornbread at Bobby & June’s.

I hope they don’t plan on going anywhere, either.

No. 7

July 15, 2008 § 3 Comments

Sigh. They’ll probably sell it and turn it into a Starbucks. Oh, wait… maybe a plot of grass?

7

Fire Station 7

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