who the - what the - HUH?

Where does the time go?

2009-07-03T14:47:00.000-07:00

I can't believe it is July already. This year has certainly been busy -- and I regret that I haven't dedicated more time to posting. If people still drop by to read from time to time, I am indeed still alive, and doing well.

My sleep issues had improved for a while, but have started to come back a bit. It's funny how as "used to not sleeping" as I was, I was really enjoying getting what people would consider a full-night's rest (read that as SLEEP). Now, the actual sleep has started to become less and less as weeks move on. (too bad-I was enjoying it and had started to feel quite well).

Work is just that - work; summer makes its appearance and then we get very busy since more people are out enjoying the summer weather. It is what I am -- what I do.

Anyway, I am going to try to make an effort in the near future to update from time to time.

I hope everyone has a safe and happy Fourth of July -- I am sorry I neglected getting the header up sooner-- Like I said in the title of this post--

Where does the time go?

Univision!

2009-05-11T13:04:00.000-07:00

For the record, the movie SNATCH loses a LOT when it is (dubbed in / translated to) Spanish (like the pikey accent, among other things.)

Mmmm... Bacon!

2009-04-05T22:51:00.000-07:00

(have this site paste a big crispy bacon slice over your site)... sure it may seem useless but it gave me something to do.
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Well, I've been a busy guy lately, and I have neglected posting anything about anything. I guess that is when people drop by and leave comments... I haven't figured out that pattern yet.

I've been busy with (many things), work and other stuff in addition to work. I regret that my site has been one of the things that fall into the category "NEGLECTED"... but in the grand scheme of things, the site just happens to be something I feel OK neglecting.

I hope to gain some free time in the near future, and apologize to any people that feel neglected (not that I anticipate anyone really worrying about it).

I will try to update from time to time, but as you can see, I don't have much to say that is highly interesting or insightful.

Well... that gives me something to do...

2009-03-09T11:15:00.000-07:00

It has been a very long time since I practiced diligence in keeping tabs on my bandwith and who was linking to my site. I found that many (many) sites were stealing the random MP3, which I had put up with my INTENDED LISTENERS (being the people that actually read a page or a paragraph at least) in mind. Shows you how quickly you can fall on your ass by not keeping up with stuff like that.

Eventually, I will get around to finding a way to link music to the site, but I don't think there are many people who drop by these days anyway.

That gives me something to do - in that i will now work on the site to deter these PEOPLE who need to learn to pay for bandwith or not use it in the manner that they are.

People with personalized domains -- pay for bandwith. This means that when you link to their images, music, song files - anything else they have on their servers-- you are stealing. SHAME ON YOU.

I am going to work on it... as I can find the time to do so. Links will be broken. Stuff will disappear. I will try to keep as much of it intact as I can (for those it matters to)... otherwise somethings may just "disappear".

I feel so violated.

Wordalizer Updates! Now with 1715 Entries!

2009-02-17T19:50:00.000-08:00

I have added some words to the Wordalizer. It now has 1715 words, which display at random when you click the clicky button. If you don't know what I'm referring to, please see the sidebar of this page. If you still can't see it, you need to get Flash for your browser.

The most recent additions include:

placate, construe, trough, malicious, throng, belabor, bountiful, mezcal, purloo, plausible, explicitivity, interloper, euphemism, antecedents, poultice, diva, talon, ironic, garroter, tributary, kyphosis, subersive, shambles, penumbra, aloft, tout, opprobrlum, bombast, frivolous, conscript, spangle, hyperbole, partiality, luster, aculty, narcissist, saguinary, astute, glob, simper, chimercal, gratis, emolument, bicker, reprobation, prattle, profligate, peregrine, jambon, beatitude, reprise, cornice, primogeniture, squalid, animadversion, procurement, pronation, apiary, vex, adjutant, vampire, doctrinaire, amicable, sensify, careworn, aseptic, prolong, dais, trepidation, tinder, confluence, ardor, topography, staminia, restitution, dubious, secrete, grandeur, cardinal, circuitous, metaphysical, staunch, downiness, ravine, maxim, paucity, appellation, celerity, entrepreneur, implicate, impishness, puckishness, dupery, spontaneity, remorse, volition, hatch, codicil, foray, sinecure, facile, corium, lassitude, hap, bantering, brazen, insolent, ramify, ascendancy, disdain, ictus, instigant, forment, amulet, chatoyant, chaw, iphone, (and) jailbreak

I do not claim that ALL of the words are "actually recognized" by Merriam-Webster. Many are made-up words, use them at your own risk.

If you want to submit words, please send them to me. If you do not already have my email address, there is a contact me form link at the top of each page.

Spontaneous Breakage...

2009-02-15T17:12:00.000-08:00

"It just... broke. I dunno, all I did was wash it and dry it; when I set it on the counter, and the bottom just... broke." This was the explanation I received from Tim when he told me that he "ordered a new carafe" for my coffee maker and "it should arrive in the mail Tuesday or Wednesday." He didn't drop it or bang it; it just broke. I am not sure how that happened, but I suppose it is possible that the glass possibly developed a fault or a weak spot; I did buy it about six years ago.

I do not know what I am going to do for coffee in the meantime, aside from having to get up and actually go to (pick your favorite coffee haus and insert the name here) every morning. Sadly, I like a cup coffee before actually getting dressed, and then take one to go in an insulated travel mug when I leave for work. Planning ahead to deal with the LINE of people, or even risking the possibility of not so fresh or tasty coffee will mean leaving the house ten or fifteen minutes earlier than usual. As if leaving at 5:30 a.m. isn't bad enough already, being that I am not now, nor have I ever been a morning person. Will I permit Tim to live? Yes. I will not kill him. He did spend the money to replace the thing, even though it PROBABLY would have broken the next time I used it anyway... (but don't tell him I admitted that)

A Different Kind of Bucket List

2009-02-11T13:52:00.000-08:00

I have received the "chain" email for making my Bucket List at least four times in the last two months. While I enjoyed the movie, I am not terminally ill. At the risk of sounding , I do not need to make a bucket list yet. Having said this, here is my version of a BUCKET LIST; a list of uses for the bucket I store in my garage:

Washing my vehicle.

Mopping the floors in the kitchen and bathrooms.

Rinsing the shower / tub.

Carrying various cleaning products from one room to the next.

That is all I can really come up with right now. If you have other (or better) uses for a bucket, please feel free to chime in.

Recommendations... for Me? Really?

2009-01-30T21:53:00.000-08:00

TiVo is a wonderful thing. It allows you to pause, and rewind "live" TV. You can also program and record Movies, TV shows, or entire seasons of TV shows with it. It will also record recommendations (at random) if you forget to go into the sub-menus of the sub-menus and tell it "NOT to record recommendations".

At some point, the TiVo in the "spare" room must have upgraded itself (yes it can do that), and in doing so, it also reset the settings that tell it "NOT to record recommendations."

I was needing to (wanting to) program the TiVo in the "spare" room to record a program, because the TiVo in the living room was already set to record a different program; which conflicted with the time the other program would be available. When I requested the program I wanted, and pressed "record this showing", my Tivo alerted me to the fact that it was running out of space!

WHAT? Running out of space? I haven't recorded anything on this one! I navigated the controller to the menu to view the list of recorded programming. It was full of random crap, none of which I requested or set to record; none of which seemed related in any way to one another. I have no idea how TiVo selects its recommendations, but I do know that TiVo has been very busy over the past few months, recording up to THREE random programs a per day. Here is a small slide show of the recorded programs (4 screen captures, in a loop, which repeats twice then stops. To start the loop again, refresh your browser. Watch it all day if you want to.)

I found the sub-menu of the sub-menu, and told TiVo "NOT to record recommendations". Now I have to delete the twelve to fourteen screens of programs - one program at a time, each taking three button presses and scrolling and pressing to delete. My other option would be to "format" the TiVo, which I do not really want to do... so I will delete the programs one by one. I am now down to six screens... but I am bored with scrolling and pressing, and scrolling and pressing, so I am taking a break for now. I will delete the rest over the weekend.

Just... browsing

2009-01-23T22:30:00.001-08:00

Sometimes, you just have to purchase things like this for yourself. Glow-in-the-Dark Flesh Eating Zombies Play Set
Wreak havoc on your sister’s precious diorama with this Flesh Eating Zombie Play Set! Each set includes nine 1" (2.5 cm) to 3-1/4" (8.3 cm) tall, hard vinyl zombies, complete with blank stares, gaping mouths, open wounds and missing limbs! Turn off the lights and they glow! Fantastic undead fun for the whole family!

For the consumer looking for things a little more serious, Uncommon Goods has a wide variety of gift ideas.

For the fans of Ladel Speak: Vocal Word Puzzles

Happy 2009

2008-12-31T16:38:00.000-08:00

Having the right to make choices is a good thing. I made a few choices for next year:

I chose to opt-out of making a resolution list. I usually don't keep most of them anyway. I have become a bit soft and dough-ie around the belly area. That is my only promise-to-self I have made. I did not put it in writing.

I also chose to opt-out of the annual Celebrity Death Pool this year. Last year, everyone on my list survived. I thought to myself... "ya know... it might be interesting to see what happens to the same group of people if I don't change it at all." Morbid? Why, yes, it is a morbid "game". We didn't make it up, we just make a list and (typically, lose) $20 at the end of the year (paid to the winner with the most points based on whichever famous people were LOST during the year.)

I would like to be able to choose not to get headaches, and to be able to sleep instead. I am HOPING for a year of at least six hours of sleep a night, without the a single headache to disrupt it.

Tonight, I am choosing to drink to that. (responsibly, as always).

Let the countdown begin.

As This Year Ends (A really, really brief review of the Holiday)

2008-12-27T10:13:00.000-08:00

This was one of the gifts I received this year. Animated Santa on a Chopper. With a press of the button, the music begins (with motorcycle revving sound added in). "Get your motor runnin... (Santa starts to "dance" from his seated position on the bike to the music) Head out on the highway... "

Funny stuff.

I also received this book, Diners Drive-Ins and Dives. I watch this show on FoodTV, and want to drive across the country and eat at the places featured on the show.

I love food. We cooked (and consumed) a LOT of it. Soups were the main focus Christmas Eve, and all three types were a hit. Christmas morning I made breakfast and Christmas dinner consisted of Ham (and all of the things that go well with a Ham). Way too much food. We woke up the next day and there was a request to make the same breakfast, so I did.

We left early that afternoon, and when I got home late yesterday afternoon, the only thing I ate (for dinner) was fruit. Two Mandarine (Tangerines) and an apple. This morning I had a five-grain oatmeal (non-instant) and coffee (black, which is how I typically drink it).

(Holiday Season + Crap Economy) - (Work - Sleep) = X

2008-12-06T10:19:00.000-08:00

Greetings. The Holiday Snowy Header is up!

This year is a perfect year to get back to basics and celebrate the holidays in a more basic way. There will not be a huge mountain of gifts this year. Even at work we are foregoing the "Christmas Party" and "Secret Santa" (which I never enjoyed anyway and thought was crap). Instead we are going to each bring a dish and we will eat - and there is no gift exchange.

At home, we are each giving / receiving ONE gift, having done the "pick a name from a hat" thing. This surely beats the hell out of buying each person in the family a 20-30 or 50 dollar gift. Nothing over the top.

I have to work today... I want a vacation. (I always want a vacation, don't I?)

Blaurghmph!

2008-11-27T22:03:00.000-08:00

I ate entirely too much food. I'll be back to report when I have something to report. I hope you all had a great Turkey Day.

Dog delimma

2008-11-23T20:29:00.000-08:00

I have been spending more time with hobbies again... cooking included. I have found / and fine tuned many new recipes, and I hope to find a few more before the year is up.

Currently, the house smells faintly of wet dog. This is because he had a bath today. Oddly enough, until tomorrow, he will smell worse than he did before I bathed him. I have never figured out why this occurs. Dog smells like dirty dog. Owner bathes dog. Dog now smells of shampoo and a hint of musty wet dog. Not just the dog, but the entire house. This lingers until the next day (at least).

The second problem resulting in now clean but still stinks dog is - the hair. Of all things - this dog sheds more than any dog I have ever owned. Post bath, there was a huge ball of hair (gathered from the tub bottom) that was about the size of a volley ball. Dog now has more hair evacuating his body; he looks frayed and fluffier. When I pet him - the hair leaps off in clumps. He seems to feel better (happier) but he is shivering.

No worries, dog. Tomorrow will be a better day.

The holidays are coming... (already?)

2008-11-14T20:21:00.000-08:00

I cannot believe it has been a year. I am putting the Turkey header up a little bit early, because people seem to like this one.

Ooooo. Spooky.

2008-10-18T09:36:00.000-07:00

Wanted to get the Halloween headed up before heading out for the weekend. I'll be around at some point.

The Blue Room

2008-09-27T18:04:00.000-07:00

When I was young, we would visit my grandmother once a week, usually on Sundays. My cousins would be there with their parents too. We would spend the first half of the day visiting, and then have lunch, prepared by grandma, who is probably responsible for my love of food and cooking. After the meal, the grown-ups would smoke cigarettes and play cards or dominoes, and we (the children) were left to entertain ourselves. We often gathered in one of the three bedrooms in my grandmother's house, usually the BLUE ROOM.

We all called it the blue room because the carpet was royal blue (distinguishing it from the rest of the house which had green carpet). The room was sparsely decorated; having a double bed in the center with a window on each side, a dresser with a vanity mirror, one of those console stereo cabinets and a cedar armoire. A large painting (it was either oil or acrylic), created by my uncle while he was in prison (that's another story) hung above the stereo console. Two closets stood on the wall opposite the windows, and another door joined the blue room to the third room, occupied by my great-uncle.

My four cousins and I, ranging in age from five to eleven, would sit in a small circle on the floor of the blue room, and tell "scary stories" Sometimes, we made them up on the spot. Other times, we repeated stories or legends most of us have heard before; (Bloody Mary, the one with the guy with the HOOK, terrorizing the young couple who had PARKED, among others.)

One weekend, my cousin gave a very scary recount of "the scariest movie she had ever seen," Friday the 13th. (Why a parent would take their SEVEN YEAR OLD to see this movie is beyond me... but that is beside the point). At the time, people did not have cable tv or VCRs or DVDs. She told us about the killings, in vivid detail. We all listened, our small bodies tense with excitement and anxiety.

Another weekend, after the sun had set (It must have been during the winter), an older cousin told us the legend of Bloody Mary. I looked at him in disbelief and proclaimed him a "fag", (which at the time was just something kids would say to imply that a person was stupid or weird, and had nothing to do with cigarettes or sexual orientation.) He responded by closing the drapes to the room (which made the room frighteningly dark) and "double-dared" me to say her name three times while looking in the mirror. I managed to choke out two of the three before I questioned my doubts that Bloody Mary's ghost would appear in the mirror and scratch out my eyes--I lost my nerve, and was so afraid that I almost started to cry. He called me a wimp, and I was then exiled from the Blue Room by my young relatives. (O.K., so I was a wimp, but I was only about eight years old).

The Blue Room had become a place associated with "scary things". Ironically, this was also the guest room in which we were always placed when we slept over. When I was in high school, I stayed at my grandmother's for a week. During that week I read the book ) and stayed in the BLUE ROOM. On one of those nights, I had dreams of Victor Pascow busting the door to the blue room, waking me up and wanting me to follow him... somewhere.

My name is Pero, and I'm a drug user.

2008-09-13T22:59:00.000-07:00

It is not common for me to resort to medication for tolerable problems or ailments. I have suffered countless cluster headaches, knee injuries, post-surgery recoveries, heart-burn episodes, hemrhoids, cuts, scrapes, bruises, a hairline fracture of the tibia, two broken toes and a dislocated finger without the use of analgesic drugs. A couple of examples of the limit to my pain tolerance; recurring swimmers-ear when I was younger, and the time the pins used in the crown on my (only) root canal slipped, sending constant pain jolting through my head for two and a half days.

I take my hypertension medication as directed. I have been known to pop a zantac when I am feeling the effects of stress on my Gastroesophageal well-being. Other than that, I will try to suffer through most of the more common issues, including (up until recently) chronic sleep maintenance insomnia.

Over the past couple of months, on occasion, I have utilized over-the-counter medications in order to sleep successfully through the night. By "successfully", I mean without disruption. By "through the night", I mean a period of time extending beyond three hours.

Who would have imagined that something as simple as a little blue unisom gel would allow me to slip into dreamland and sleep through the night until the alarm clock brought me back to the land of the ?

Would you believe?

2008-08-15T00:39:00.000-07:00

Someone sent me a digital VOODOO curse. Am I threatened? No. Am I upset? No. Am I sitting here wondering "Who in the |-|311 would do that to me? and Why?" Well, sure. But I won't lose any sleep (ha-ha,) because as far as I know, it won't have any real effect on me.

A Call for Help

2008-08-04T10:16:00.000-07:00

I have a LOT of mp3s in my music collection. Some of them I purchased through iTunes or Amazon Music, many of them I RIPd from my own CDs, a few of them I ripped from the CDs of friends or family, some are not "really" my songs... (and yes, several years ago, I was BANNED from NAPSTER.)

Many of the songs obtained elsewhere are mislabeled. I have this one file in particular, but I cannot remember where it came from or what the original file name was. I have since renamed it to something I could remember (so that I could find it easily for an occasion like this.) I have been trying (off and on) over the past eight years (using the created by date on the file itself) to identify this mp3.

It is a TECHNO/ELECTRONICA type song (and the only one of that kind in my entire collection, since I do not listen to Techno). There are a few spoken words in the song (the ones at the beginning have already been identified as a quote from Robert Oppenheimer) and if you listen very, very closely, listen BEHIND the TRANCE music beat and synthesizers, you can hear more "prose", only I cannot pick out any words with enough certainty for identifying the song. Here is what is easily heard and identified:

"Let's take a twenty megaton surface burst." and "I am become death, the destroyer of worlds"

(Robert Oppenheimer hint-atomic bomb - these are very searchable quotes and part of world history, so I won't go into linking it here since we all know how to use search engines). edited 9 Aug - I should also add that any distinguishable vocals seem to be sound clips from actual news audio, including this " Two American advisers were always standing on either side of me." (see this transcript)

What is this song?

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Excuses

2008-07-17T18:46:00.000-07:00

Work has been busy. Summertime always results in people spending more time being active... some of them making poor choices, sometimes resulting in injury. Aside from work occupying a lot of time, I have not felt much like writing anything.

Saturday, retired the batphone (nextel) and stood in line (for about an hour) and purchased an iPhone 3g. I spent that evening (and a portion of Sunday) customizing my new gadget and loading it up with useful goods. On my way to work I have been listening to downloaded podcast (of talk radio I miss out on since I am not driving these days), and while on a lunch break I was able to watch part of a downloaded TV show I missed last season. Next, I plan to get my hands on the episodes of Penn & Teller's Bullshit! that I have missed. Good times.

I saw J the weekend of 21 June. We went to dinner and caught a movie. I tried sushi for the first time in my life and it wasn't bad. I had avoided it up until then, being very reluctant to put anything in the animal kingdom in my mouth in its raw state. After dinner, we went to the early showing of "The Happening" -- which in all honesty I filed under "disappointing". Beware! The Wind Blows! This weekend, if I can break away long enough, I want to see The Dark Knight.

Sleep, as usual, does not come easy, but overall I feel pretty good. I am reading three right now, and listening to The Tipping Point (Malcom Gladwell), which was recommended by lotek. (I am not sure if he is actively posting anywhere.)

I have not yet purchased the Lunchsense containment system mentioned in an earlier post. My lawn has spawned some kind of brown fungus growth which I am trying to get under control (read that as eliminated). That sums it up!

Slow News Week

2008-06-28T06:58:00.000-07:00

Well, it's my day off, which by chance landed on Saturday, and I still woke up at the pre-dawn hour of 5:00. I don't know why, because on the days I HAVE to get up... I am never ready to BE up that early. (When the clock radio alarm comes to life, I utter words worthy of an [R] rating and sometimes spout blasphemy. (I know. You are not the first person to tell me where I'll be headed one day).The strange dreams have ceased; or at least, I have no memory of them once it is time to wake up. Either way, it is just after seven and I have spent the last two hours trying to sleep. Forecast: Fatigue will set in around lunch time, followed by a nap this afternoon.

I have been (trying to) get back to the "processed flour and sugar is bad, mkay?" lifestyle. This is in no way saying "Carbs are Bad," as we need carbs in our diet. I have eaten a lot of fresh produce, so I am getting the right % of carbohydrates in my daily intake. One thing that I found interesting (but have not yet perfected) is a way to have (sort of) hashbrowns without having potatoes (which are neither good nor bad, but they are on the limited list). Instead of shredded potatoes, you use shredded zucchini. (Sorry, squash haters, you don't have to eat them). I found a few recipes, starting with one on MrBreakfast.com. The problem was that the egg (or egg whites) they instruct you to beat into the shreds - cooks faster than the zucchini shreds. I plan to fine tune this method and still have something similar to has browns with breakfast (on the days I have time to actually COOK breakfast). Forecast: Oatmeal this morning, with fresh berries and coffee. In the (murky) future, I will have a recipe to post for this healthier (for those who should watch out for starchy carbohydrates) recipe for the "hash~~browns~~ greens".

In all seriousness, if anyone has actually stayed to read this long, I have been sleeping for a change. Sleeping, by my own definition, involves more than 4 hours of sleep (waking once every hour). I have actually slept 6-8 hours for a few days in a row.

Brilliant Products, Installment #1

2008-06-23T20:07:00.000-07:00

Keeping it Cool While Saving Cash

I have been searching for a convenient and practical lunch containment system; one that is large enough to carry a lunch type meal as well as a few snacks to work each day. Like many people, I have been trying to do what I can to save money (and the environment too).

I finally found a unique idea that will benefit both. While it may seem a bit on the spendy side, I decided that buying zipper storage bags every few weeks was not practical. I mean, even the good ones fail and leak from time to time, and who wants to find their lunch smashed flat, especially when you've been waiting very patiently to actually be able to take the time to (finally) eat something? Visit the site, consider a purchase.

(I make nothing for my endorsement, I merely want to share these ideas with you.)

Please don't wake me.

2008-06-13T19:14:00.000-07:00

For the past few months, I have been following a typical (for me) sleep pattern: Lay down between 10:30 and 11:00 - fall asleep within ten minutes. Wake up an hour later (relieve the bladder, wash hands, brush teeth, drink water, go back to bed). Lay in the dark for twenty minutes or more, waiting for sleep.. Start thinking about all of the things that I need to do-- which prevents me from being able to fall asleep again. Roughly an hour later, fall asleep again... waking up a few times to repeat the same pattern, and having extremely weird dreams during the times I do actually manage to sleep. While I was not frightened (but entertained instead) by them, I was disappointed when the dream(s) ended before a solution to the problems were found.

In one of the more recent dreams, I was living in a town which was (?) occupied by a poltregiest --I guess that is what it was. I know that spirits are not likely to "haunt" an entire town, but I don't know what else to call whatever she was. When a person in the town wasted water, she would appear from the water and the person that wasted the water would die. (Combine the freaky girl in Ringu/The Ring and what Lady in the Water could have been as a movie... and you have the basic idea of the dream).

I was running around trying to talk sense into (be in control) of the idiot townspeople who would not listen to me. Eventually, four or five of us were hiding out in a house. Water was leaking out of various places (unknown sources from the ceiling, the kitchen faucets, and the fish tank).

Unfortunately, the alarm clock popped on and woke me up before I could finish the dream.

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In another (pretty amusing) dream, a creature of some kind (Leviathan, The Thing... something large and unseen) was lurking around an old barn.

Whenever a person would eat a poor diet (high sugar/ starchy carb / high fat, high sodium foods) and not work out (be lazy) the creature thing would come out of the barn and hunt them down and kill them (rip them into many pieces). Minutes before the creature thing was "coming to get you", a soft tick-tick-tick could be heard. Eventually, people caught on, associating this sound with the creature thing. The people divided - those that appear healthy outwardly* in one group, and those that were above "ideal weight" in the other.

For whatever reason, people tend to follow the idiot mentality when they get into groups like this. One of the guys managed to get a group of people angry; they were convinced that the creature thing was coming because "THOSE PEOPLE" were "FAT" and that was why it was here. They seemed oblivious to the fact that some of the "healthy looking" individuals had also been killed by the creature. There was no evidence that anything about the person(s) selected being random.

While sitting in the non-group group (of course I would pick the neutral group of seemingly calmer people that appear to have their shit together), I started to analyze my diet and recent choices. I was thinking (in dream, still), that I haven't been working out lately at all. With all of the hours I have been working, paired with being so tired... I just haven't had... no. just haven't MADE the time to do anything once I get home from work. Tick-Tick-Tick. Tick-Tick-Tick. He's coming for you I told myself. Don't endanger the others. Go out to the barn and face the creature thing.

I walked towards the barn's large open doorway, which was very, very dark despite the full moon having provided great visibility everywhere else. I stood with my back to the door, facing the people I had left at the house.

Tick-Tick... My conscious brain then took over, telling my sub-conscious dreaming brain...

"You idiot, ticking noise is the fan. It is stuck again and cannot oscillate. Moron." I got up, fixed the fan, and went back to bed wishing I knew how that would have ended.

Old Stuff Remembered

2008-05-31T18:39:00.000-07:00

Recently, I was asked by an online friend if I remembered an old weblog she used to keep. While looking through every old url.blog.com name I could remember--a real workout for an old brain like mine-- I ran across this, posted by Tim, on one of her old "blogs". I had forgotten about it. I think it is pretty funny, so here it is...

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

i really have no reason to come here today and post something just so that all of you people who keep dropping in just to see if these damned rats are still here can finally breathe and say...

THANK YOU, MIGHTY WULPH, FOR PUTTING SOMETHING ELSE HERE!

yah, maybe that is a bit of a stretch with the self-assumed praise. gimme a break, the id and ego and alter ego all get carried away from time to time, and i cannot help it.

i recently feh-cked up and broke a very good friend's laptop. he had asked me to find a good deal on a replacement LCD display for the one that had a short. i found one for about 3 hundred bucks less than everyone else wanted for it and he bought it. when it came by 2 day delivery, he was happy -- but he had to go to work. i was at his house so i could watch the adult movies i had programmed his new tivo to record without his permission, but then he is used to me doing things like that without regard to his feelings -- i think.

so anyway the last thing he said to me as he stepped out his front door was ... "don't put that LCD on for me, i'd like to try to do it myself." well, before he had said that to me, i had already started mapping out in my head where the tools were and had selected the surface on which i would get to fix something electronic. i love working and taking things apart. its fun.

well i broke it. broke it fubar broke it. the thing is i didn't start working on it until the next day because i got involved in the previously mentioned recorded programming. so he comes home, and i have the thing in about fifty pieces. when i was attempting to push a molex cable (like the end with the plastic head on the end of the wires) through a hole that was seemingly smaller than the cable head itself, i broke a wire. it ripped out of the connector end of the cable. right after that he comes back in the door. so i try to boot the computer. [it chimes the way a mac does] ... dead black screen. mocking me. he sighed. he ran his fingers through the hair on top of his head. he said... well, that isn't good at all. and he left the room. i solder the wire back and this time when i boot the computer it chimes. the screen lights up. but no picture displays. so he calls it as a time of death thing. (DOE / dead on examination) and he says nothing more.

so ... this past weekend when we were out running around town, i paid for part of the new laptop he has. he seems happy. the amazing thing is ... he never once said anything about it being my fault.
posted by tim at 11:14 AM

Like any good sit-com, there is always more than one person's account of an event.