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I'm having one of those days where I think that the people who have road rage shouldn't be the ones in anger management, but the people who cause road rage should be off the road and in driving school. Or maybe stupid people shouldn't be given a license to drive. That works for me. Did I mention that I despise cab drivers too?

San Fran Focus Group

Just thought I'd post in case anyone else fits into the categories they are looking for.

Plaza Research San Francisco has a focus group(s) coming up that you may be interested in attending. After looking over our requirements below (and if you fit into them), please email us at sfstudy@plazaresearch.com with the requested information. Please note that we will be responding to all emails on a first come, first served basis until the study is full.



***Referrals are welcome!***



We are looking for females ages 16-18 who own a cell phone;

AND

We are looking for business professionals who work at a company with over 500 employees that use high speed wireless data services on a laptop with either a Sierra Wireless or Novatel Air Card.

Subject: Cell phones
Date: Various times and dates available from Thursday, May 11th to Friday, May 12th.
Honorarium: $75 for teens and $200 for business professionals

Please reply via email (sfstudy@plazaresearch.com) to the following questions in order to be considered:
1.) Full Name
2.) Daytime Phone Number
3.) Evening Phone number
4.) Age
5.) Job Title
6.) Company Name
7.) Number of employees at your company
8.) Industry
9.) Ethnicity


Please noteŠPlease do not call. Please reply via email at sfstudy@plazaresearch.com only. Thank you

Then & Now

Because I'm in a nostalgic mood I'm posting pictures of my baby cat.

( when Bella was sweet and adorable )

( Evil Princess B )

This is why you should check up on your friends

First, this is true. I'm not making it up.
Second, he's OK.
Third, this is funny and it's sad at the same time.

My friend Audra's parents are visiting her in San Fran this week. She has a great uncle, who is 87, that they are semi-reponsible for. Semi-responsible because he gets around very well on his own, still drives and all that jazz. While the parents are visiting, one of the cousins is keeping an eye out on the great uncle. Apparently not very well because she called yesterday to tell them that the great uncle was in the hospital. What makes it worse is that while she is telling them that he had to go to the hospital, she was laughing. OK, usually having to go to the hospital is not a laughing matter and it's not, but why he had to go is kind of funny.

Great uncle decided to take a shower. In his shower he has a plastic chair. Not one of the white shower chairs, but one of those plastic lawn chairs. At one point, he had a towel in the chair. He decided to remove the towel. (This is where it gets bad.) So when he sat down while taking a shower, his testicles slipped between the slats of the chair. I believe that most of the men out there are now clasping their groin area while all the women are probably rolling around on the floor laughing hysterically. Great uncle realizes that this is not a good thing. He doesn't have his medical alert buzzer and tries to extricate himself. He can not remove himself. The story doesn't get better yet. Two days later, he finally manages to get himself and the chair out of the tub, to a phone and calls #911. EMS shows up. They have to cut him out of the chair. He is very swollen and they take him off to the hospital.

He's fine and apparently telling anybody who will listen about his shower ordeal. More importantly, if you know people who should be checked up on at regular intervals, check up on them so they don't sit in a shower for two days.