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Ok. I probably wouldn't do that. But I'm still really pissed.

I've once again squandered an evening trying in vain to get my cable connection running properly. But this time, I had help wasting my time. And I spent $100 to boot!

Now that's a long-ass trip. Here's the photographic evidence.

But hey, it's still better than flying. And most importantly, the rodent loves car rides. That's what really matters, right?

All I really wanted after I got back from a week (or half, anyway) of sleeping in crappy hotel rooms was a decent shower, a comfy bed, and of course, a high-speed internet connection.

One out of three ain't bad, right?

First, apparently my router has crapped out, for no reason whatsoever. Can't get a connection unless I plug the stupid computer directly into the modem. While sitting outside my upstairs closet.

Greetings from Sunny Southeastern Ohio. Yesterday we attended the first stop on our whirlwind eastern-midwest wedding tour. Betsy and her mom have headed off to Canfield, OH, today for a concert, leaving me to my usual Sunday afternoon loafing. Today's highlight was watching the dog run out to bark at the cows that congregate on the other side of Connie and Lars' fence. Little else is funnier than watching a eight pound dog sprint towards a herd of bovines, barking angrily all the way. The cows were nonplus

I tried out the new 'home theater' tonight with Super Troopers, which Morgan dropped on my desk today for some reason. Betsy would hate this movie on so many levels. It's really stupid. So very stupid. My kind of movie. Damn near pissed myself. Thank goodness the couch is scotchguarded.

I hate Micro$oft with every fragment of my being. I've spent the better part of this week fiddling with the damnable Exchange server, trying to get the stupid thing to do one simple thing: Deliver email in a timely manner. That's not too much to ask of an email server, is it? Tonight, Matt and I were at the Packet until 9:30 trying to get the damn thing to send and receive mail. Editing godawful things like DLL files, registry entries, etc. Tomorrow, the fun continues as I try and figure out why the admin tools all seem to be broken.

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From: Morgan Bonner - HH
Sent: Wednesday, September 24, 2003 11:43 AM
To: Chris Yates - HH
Subject: RE: Your iView License Number

Do you happen to remember which license number is for the version on the MDD G4?

Betsy's mom and stepdad were in town this weekend for a brief visit (and something about a piano). Today they and Betsy went down to Neptune Beach to visit Lars' daughter and granddaughter. Feeling not-so-fresh, I stayed at home and slept most of the day. Turns out that was a good thing.

Betsy called me around 3:30 in the afternoon. From a hospital.

I finally went and did it - bought a decent stereo. 100 watts x 5 channels, powered subwoofer, the whole nine yards. Positioned against the wall that adjoins my neighbor's house. I wonder how long it'll be until they are calling the cops on me.

I find myself browsing ebaymotors.com from time to time, ostenisbly looking for a cheap, fun car to keep me from putting too many miles on the S4. But really, I'm addicted to anything automotive, especially if it's rare, obscure, or in some way weird.

Thus, I give you today's car porn, a lovely orange '76 BMW 2002... cheap, in perfect shape... and of course, located in California. D'oh!