Talk about a brain fart... well, I know that one isn't supposed to, but I'll make an exception tonight. 'Cause it's that kind of night, dammit. When I got to work yesterday, I turned my cell phone off and put it back in my drawer, and then when I was walking out of the building yesterday I tried to turn it on... and I couldn't. Well, no biggie, I thought, even though I'd plugged it in the day before, I might not have had the plug all of the way in. So I plugged it in when I got home, and it told me that it was charging. When I glanced at it a coupla hours later, it said that it was done. Huh. Well, I tried to turn it on. Didn't work. Plugged it in again, and it said it was charging. After a few repeated cycles of this, I took it to Karen and asked her to take it in and get it fixed, it wouldn't work. So she played with it for a while and lo! It did work. She handed it to me and I couldn't get it to work... 'cause I was pressing the wrong damned button. After almost two years with the same phone... I forgot which button to press.... OK, enough of yesterday... I was the runner today, and ran. Didn't miss any veins, though. And when I came home I started up where I left off last night (wayyyyyy to late!) with the re-discovered Zephyr. So now I've got most of the stuff installed anyway, and it's a workable machine... but slower than I remembered, and I still have a lot more to do with it... like make some space on it, for right now, been chewing up space on the dinky 30-GB drive. Seems like I had more to say.... Is this how it begins? Wait, I'll answer that... it begins when you're born, heh. O'wait! I remembered! There's a lady at work who's involved with procedure/protocol manuals, and I work with her frequently. She has this philosophy about terseness... wants everything to be a list, essentially. Whereas I want it to be written clearly but concisely and don't worry about wasting electrons. Obviously, we clash whenever we discuss the subject, heh. I still like her a lot, but I don't see how anyone can see the world that way, and I'm glad that I don't... After all, words are all I have... and to many of you, all that I am, heh. And I'm too tard to do the June entry folder and all of the accoutrements....
when you most need it, of course.
that is Doug's law.
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