yes, I'm still alive

But my powerbook damn near killed me tonight. As usual, I ran the battery all the way down, then decided to plug the thing in. Minutes later, I detect a strange odor... start sniffing for the source until nicely light-headed... then I noticed that the laptop wasn't charging. Sure enough, when I go over to the innocuous little plastic cube on the carpet, its got a gentle yellowish flame growing inside, and is too hot to pick up. Good thing I didn't put the computer down and head to bed with it plugged in like I planned to.


I feel bloated and gassy

I can barely see the keyboard of my computer over my distended abdomen, swollen with pound after pound of turkey and the requisite fixins. And cheesecake. Lots of cheesecake. I suppose this is a milestone to adulthood, (aka the Long March Toward Death), the first family Thanksgiving dinner hosted at my house.


Everything I touch turns to shit

At one time, I fancied myself a mechanically inclined type. I could fix a bike, do a little work on a car, etc. But now, god help me if I try to do something that involves cutting, drilling, or measuring.

My menial task for the evening was to install four stainless-steel handles on the kitchen drawers. Simple, no? Of course not. I found a way to screw it up.


Mental note: If this whole computer gig doesn't work out, painting is not your calling

It seems every time I try to paint part of the house, I screw up with unsightly results.

When I was painting the house during construction, I slathered a nice battleship gray on one wall of my living room. Looked great until I took all the tape that I had used to mask the edges. Peeling the tape away revealed nasty jagged edges. Lovely.

When I was staining the outside steps and woodwork, I managed to overshoot the wood with my 12 foot roller-on-a-stick, and plant a big dark smear on the stucco.


Thems ain't meatiers,thems unidentificated flyn'majigers

The viewing of the leonid meteor shower this evening was slightly less spectacular than hoped for. The weather was nice and cool, but of course that meant an onslaught of nasty little flesh chewing sand gnats. Deborahs' friend proffered some 'organic' bug spray, which proved effective, but gave one the sensation of being spritzed with a zesty basil and lemon vinaigrette.

All in all, we probably spotted about a dozen or so shooting stars before the clouds closed in, and I became very very sleepy.


One down, one to go

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


Super Troopers - Insanely stupid. I give it an 'A'

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.


Damn you Micro$oft! Damn you to hell!

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.


A message from 'Ops'

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?



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