Go pick up a copy of The Zombie Survival Guide, it just may save your life…
Well, today has been strange. Been busy doing everything except what I need to do. Domain server lost a RAID drive, I’ve run errands for things from buying bags of ice to laminated card material. Time for some racquetball!
It looks like some Russians are having fun with photoshop—at least I’m assuming that’s what they’re using to produce those images.
It’s worth the wait to see all the pictures, it may be busy today but let it download everything and you won’t regret it.
Well this morning I made sure I got to the office early, because this is our first day of User Training at the office. This week will be very busy with Beginning, Intermediate, and Advanced training classes in Chief Architect, then on Thursday is the first annual Chief Architect User Meeting.
So to start out the day, my IT help showed up late, the RAID alarm is going off on the domain server (looks like one of the mirrors is acting up again), and none of the projectors were set up for the training instructors. We have 49 people in the building in 4 different classes, but managed to get everything up just in time. Should be a fun week…
Last Friday night I took L to Wolf Lodge for steak. We went because her friend A had never been there, and she went with us. It was, as usual, a most excellent experience. Hands down, Wolf Lodge makes the best steak I’ve ever come across. And I’ve been to some nice steak houses.
I found a great price on Irish waxed linen thread (also for bookbinding), under $10 for 100 yards, much cheaper than at the craft stores. I got it at this basketweaving website, believe it or not..
Today I took a lunch break from the office and went in search of large (over 20×30 inch) acid-free paper, and found what I was looking for at InstyPrints. They didn’t have it in stock, but it will be here on Monday morning. 23×35″ acid-free smooth white paper—it will be a great material for my bookbinding projects. And best of all, it was only 2.5 cents per sheet.
A single sheet will fold down to a 16-page signature at 8.75×11.5.
Okay, I’m pretty sure the comment thing is gone now. I had a blank line in the comment admin section that was matching everything and moving all comments to the moderation queue, but I removed it and it looks like things are working again. To quote SuSE Linux, Have a lot of fun.
Power is still haywire here, expect this site to be up or down for the rest of the night—I don’t have an available UPS to hook this machine up to until I finish my current project. Sorry for the inconvenience.
Oh yeah, comments are still forcing me to moderate them first, and I don’t know why. I’ll try to figure it out tomorrow. Rest assured that your comments do get entered, but aren’t visible until I’ve reviewed them.
I almost added a new category, Things That Extremely Suck, to post this in. Today we had a power flicker at the office. It didn’t knock out any crucial servers, because I have them hooked up to a UPS, but it did zonk our Cicso T1 router enough that I had to reset the network services on the firewall so they started talking again.
I did have this machine (that runs the Bogomip Dot Net website) shut down, as well as the new CRM server that I’m working on. Most unfortunately, I was in the middle of a final import that has been going for 20 hours, and now I have to go back and start again. I’m asking my boss for permission to purchase a UPS for that machine right now.
I forgot to remove comment moderation yesterday when I was messing with my system, I think it ’s back and working again now. Sorry for the inconvenience (JA especially).
This article about blaming NASA for weather changes is the stupidest thing I’ve ever read. For example:
It is quite possible that landing foreign objects on other planets or even just flying in their vicinity could have catastrophic effects.
Not only that, but we have sent unmanned space ships to or close to Venus, Jupiter, Mercury, Saturn, Uranus and Neptune. In fact, we have visited every planet except Pluto and it’s just a matter of time before we get there. Some eminent authorities on subjects such as hydraulics and beekeeping have suggested it might be wise to cut back on NASA’s budget until we know more about its effects on climate change.
What could eminent authorities on beekeeping possibly know about astrophysics?
Let us stop looking for people to blame for our own misfortunes and get out and do something to improve out situation—and stop whining about the things we have no control over.
Okay, I’m going to upset a few people, but heck, this is my blog anyway. I hate self-righteous Macintosh weenies that think they’re the only people out there. Today I had to figure out how to get a graphic file open for JG that had a TIFF extension, but wasn’t a recognizable TIFF file in any application. Turns out the guy compressed it (using the BinHex 4.0 HQX compression), but left it with the .tif extension, like anybody would be able to open it up just fine (if they’re also a Mac Weenie). I only started figuring things out when I opened the file up in a hex editor and—thankfully—it was labelled as needing to be decompressed with BinHex 4.0.
Yes, there are good Mac users out there as well, but for each one of them, there are several “graphic artists” that feel superior to everyone else and think their tools are the only tools to get a job done.
Do you think they’d have switched to the UNIX kernel with OS-X if their systems were all that?
Long live the UNIX and Linux systems that happily coexist with everyone, and provide tools to bridge the gaps between them.
PS. Those of you that know my sister may know that she is a Mac user, but rest assured she definitely does not fit in to the Mac Weenie category. There is a big difference between a Mac user and a Mac weenie.
Some people watch TV, others build churches out of legos. This is at once both really scary and very cool. I don’t know how to classify it, so I place it in Strangenesses.
Today, my face and the racquetball had a little time together. It was only a split second, but it was enough for my face to remember. Ouch.