Thursday, August 28, 2008

Those that cannot do, teach.

So I guess that means I cannot do computers. Which is a roundabout way of saying that I picked up a teaching job. Beginning in a couple of weeks I'll be teaching beginning computers to the residents of a retirement community. It's a good gig. Two classes a week at 1 hour & 15 minutes each, 40 bucks per class. They'll be back to back on Wednesday afternoons, so I'll be sacrificing an afternoon per week for $80.00 a pop.

The downside is that I've never taught a class, so I'll be groping my way through it for the first couple of weeks. Meh. If it doesn't work out I can always quit.

Excellent drum intros

"Painkiller" by Judas Priest
"Where Eagles Dare" by Iron Maiden
"Over the Mountain" by Ozzy Osborne
"Mystic Rhythms" by Rush
"Rock n Roll" by Led Zepellin
"D'yr Mak'r" by Led Zepellin

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Stupid People shouldn't breed.

From the Palm Beach Post

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

A Lake Worth, Florida woman balanced a 3-year-old girl on the roof of her car before driving around the parking lot of a Marathon grocery store on Tuesday, Monroe County authorities said.

Brenda Bouschet, 54, of Lake Worth was arrested on a child abuse charge after worried onlookers called deputies to the Publix shopping center, according to a statement circulated by the Monroe County Sheriff's Office.

"Bouschet told deputies she didn't understand why she was wrong to place the 3-year-old girl on the roof of the car and drive her white 2006 Lexus around the parking lot," the statement said. "She said she was just giving the child some air and letting her have fun."

The statement didn't specify how Bouschet and the 3-year-old were related.

Bouschet was taken to the Monroe County jail.

The little girl was returned to her mother.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

What'd I do today?

Started the day visiting the doctor for a follow-up on my bloodwork. Cholesterol is down, Triglycerides are WAY up (almost double normal). Diagnosis: put down the donuts and pasta, get off your fat American butt, and exercise. And eat a green thing. Every day, eat a green thing. My words, not his, but the message is the same.

After a long nap (3½ hours long!) I washed the car and detailed the interior. Needs wax, but it was too late to get into that. Maybe Sunday.

What to eat for dinner? Well, I had some eggs and sausage in the fridge; why not have breakfast for dinner? That's always fun, so I did. Then I typed in my blog all night.

Dog Day Afternoon

My birthday was last week. 43, big whoop. It was actually on Monday, but we celebrated it on Sunday because that's when everyone could come by. And by everyone I mean my Mom, my sister, her boyfriend, and his daughter.

It was a nice afternoon. Alexandra (the boyfriend's 3 year-old daughter) entertained us by singing "Wheels on the Bus" and the chorus of "Tomorrow, Tomorrow" from the movie "Annie", while strumming (beating on) my guitar. It's OK - it's an old guitar. My Mom (who lives over 100 miles away) also brought her two Cairn Terriers, Riley and Katey. Alexandra later got the toys from her Happy Meal and some stuffed animals and put on a puppet show for the dogs. They seemed entertained as well.

After they left, my friend Terri came over and she, my Mom, and I went to Bennigan's for dinner. We had fun, and when we got back we found that the crazy lady across the street had backed into Terri's car, crushing in the door. So instead of spending the evening eating cake and ice cream we spent it standing in the street, giving a report to the police and getting bit by mosquitoes. We finished things up right about when Terri would have been leaving anyway.

Bedtime. I took the couch, and Mom slept in my bed. The plan was to get up Monday morning, have breakfast, then cut and hem the curtains I bought for the living room. Since I don't know the first thing about sewing, it was actually going to be Mom doing the curtains while I watch or play with the cats or something. She brought down her sewing machine so it wouldn't take long. Afterward we were going to take the dogs to the dog park.

That was the plan. At 2:30 in the morning Riley woke up choking. His tongue was turning blue so we jumped in the car rushed him to an emergency vet about 7 miles away. I was doing 95mph where the speed limit is 50, but it was 2:30 on a Monday morning, so the cop risk was low. Riley actually died on the way, but my Mom gave him mouth-to-snout resuscitation and revived him long enough to get to the vet. We were relieved when the vet told us she had him stabilized, but that was just the good news. She found that there had been a tumor in his throat that had hemorrhaged and swollen, which was why he was choking. They couldn't remove the tumor there, they would have to do a tracheotomy, then he would have to go to St. Petersburg (about 35 miles away) for the surgery. Assuming that went well we would then have to deal with whatever extent the tumor had affected the rest of him. This would all be very stressfull for the dog, and he's 12 twelve years old, so my mother made the decision to have him euthanized. It was hard, but I was glad I was there to support my mother. It was a long ride home.

Obviously, the plan of doing curtains and going to the dog park was off the table. I followed Mom to her house and buried Riley for her. I stayed the night and left the next morning. I've had better birthdays.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Warning: A lot of boring tech-talk

Busy evening. I needed to update the Humane Society's website, so that was on my menu for this evening.

A few weeks ago a client gave me her old computer because it "was starting to run slow, so I just bought a new one." I told her I could probably tune it up and get it back in order, but she said not to bother, since she already has a replacement. Cool - free PC. Turns out it has a 3.2 Ghz processor with hyper-threading technology, which means it's a pretty fast one. At least as fast as my current rig, and since the new one has Windows XP and mine is running Vista, I think hers actually is faster. Obviously, I want to switch them out.

She didn't have any of the discs (or didn't know where they were) so I had to order a restore set from HP for $16.50. Those came yesterday so I reformatted it, which took about an hour and ½ because it's across 8 CDs, then removed all the extra crapware that comes pre-installed (another ½-hour or so). Well, I must have removed something I shouldn't have, because after that it wouldn't load any Windows updates, and System Restore didn't go back far enough to fix it.

So I decided to take care of that tonight.

In the mean time, someone at work needed her laptop tuned up, so I had that planned for this weekend as well.

There I was, a laptop on my left, my main computer with the website in front of me, and the new computer on my right. All going at once.

So, I reloaded Windows on my new computer to replace whatever was missing. The next step was to install all of the Windows updates from the Microsoft site. After a good 15 minutes of downloading, it began to install. After about ½ and hour I noticed that it was installing Service Pack 2. What? I thought I already had SP2. I checked, and no, this machine only has SP1, which means I had been online for about 45 minutes with no firewall. There's no telling what web-cooties could have infiltrated my system, but after restarting, the (newly-installed) Windows firewall reported some app with a name like BackWeb or something trying to connect to the net. That was enough evidence for me. Before some backdoor dialer, rootkit, or keylogger ruined my life I figured it was best to just reformat (again!) and start over.

I was hungry, and had originally planned to cook up the scallops and I had bought earlier today, mixed with pasta. No way, I'm sticking with this job. SO I ordered a pizza from Domino's. I used the website instead of ordering over the phone, just to try it out. 30 minutes my ass! The website even tells you the progress of your order ("It's being prepared." It's in the oven." "It's on its way.") After 40 minutes I checked the site and it told me I was now enjoying my pizza. No, no I'm not. I'm still hungry. So I called and the girl on the phone had to put me on hold because she had never handled an online order. Turns out the guy was on his way. The total came to $12.19. I gave $13.00 and told him to keep the change. He mumbled a sarcastic "thanks" and muttered something else unintelligible as he shuffled off.

Here I am about an hour and ½ later, and it's just about done loading. I'm beat, so I'm going to crash before going any further.

To be continued...

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Meet Keifer

My newest cat. Someone on Freecycle said he had to get rid of him because his significant other is allergic to cats. Too bad, because he's had the cat for 8 years. Well, Keifer is getting along fine with my other cats. He sleeps on the bed with me and seems very happy watching birds and rabbits through the window. I think he's also glad to have other cats to hang with. He was an "only child" before. In the first picture, he's the one all the way to the left. In the second one he's in the foreground.