I walked the dog 6 miles down the riverfront trail to the brewery, met a friend for lunch, and got a ride home, at which point we spent an hour watching funny youtube videos. Now my feet hurt, but it was worth it.
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I just spent a couple hours loading, moving, unloading, WAILING ON WITH A ROCK HAMMER BABY!!!! to chip off old mortar, and stacking a bunch more old bricks. You get to hit stuff, break stuff, throw stuff, and wind up with a tidy stack of bricks to make you feel successful. I think everyone should have a big pile of old bricks to work on.
I don’t know what you would do but I went out and bought a tube of brylcreem. If it’s good enough for my grandpa then it’s good enough for me! And, always remember, a little dab’ll do ya.
After setting up a second monitor yesterday, I bought a mechanical keyboard last night. I’ve pretty much hated the stupid wireless keyboard I bought on sale when I built this computer, and I guess I just snapped.
Learn from my mistakes, kiddies, don’t buy a cheap wireless keyboard because you might wind up so frustrated with it that you go and spend 5 times more on something nicer, rather than just starting out with something only twice as expensive.
With my christmas bonus money I purchased a swath of items, including the shrimp, but probably the most frivolous was to upgrade one of the “random 2gb RAM card someone gave you so you plugged it in since you had a free slot” with a nice shiny new 8 gb card to match the other one you bough when you built the compy. Tacit Blue is up to 20 gb, baby! Maybe next year I’ll be able to find a graphics card to match and mate with the one I’ve got…
Nothing like waking up at 5 o’clock to the… sound of the dog puking in her kennel…
Walked through the old house yesterday, and took the key off my keychain… today is supposed to be closing, names on the lines, and check exchanged. Another chapter closed. We moved in there the summer before I started kindergarten, and my mother always said that she would die in that house… instead it was my dad, and for many reasons I won’t go into here we just needed a change. I think my dad would really like the new place, being he was an Ohio farmboy and we’re now even further out into the edges of town, with even better views of the mountains, but there’s less to take care of (or there will be once we get everything in order–this past year we did a pretty amazing amount of fixer-uppering but it’s not all there yet) and I know he’d love the new shop. Everything always changes, and though the terms on the contract aren’t even close to what we were hoping for when we started this whole thing October 2013 or so, it’ll be over and there won’t be any mortgage.
And we won’t have to take care of two houses anymore!
So raise a glass in memory of the old house, and for the people who are moving into it to fulfill all their hopes and dreams!
A lady driving a beat up early 90’s Buick (broken light housings, front bumper hanging loose, dents in the side, the whole 9 yards) with a bumper sticker on the back saying “Imagination is more important than knowledge.”
I leave judgement up to you.
I just ordered a new pair of spectacles from the internet. Plug in the prescription and go. And now, comes the improtant part. I spent 50 bucks (including shipping and a sunglass clippy bit). In the past I’d have to spend 4 hours at the shop with their limited selection and wind up spending $300.
And here’s the best part–the pair of $50 glasses I’ve been wearing for the past two years have held up much better than the junk I was spending 300 bucks on before I came to this revelation. No more having to go in the get the lenses replaced every 6 months because the high index layers were flaking off.
I don’t have a flying car, but I can order pizza and glasses off the internet. The future is still alright.
Well, my old Samsung SIII has been dying for the past year, and rapidly accelerating here in the past week, giving out “Can’t find SIM card!” warnings requiring resets and generally just slogging down. So, possessing the knowledge that I was eligible for a subsidized upgrade, I hied meself down to the Verizon store, and found that the new Ultra Greatest Phone EVAHR, the Droid Turbo, had literally come into the store mere hours ahead of me–the guy had never even played with it until I asked to see it. For the price of VERY MANY Brownell’s on-sale AR lowers, I walked out with the latest bit of technogeek pocketslavey, and have been messing with it ever since.
…It’s kind of crazy that you can walk around with a quad-core-3-gig-RAM-32-gig-memory geegaw that could have gotten the astronauts to the moon with room to spare for–and correct me if I’m wrong but even if I am I think I’m not too far off–the contents of the library of congress, and 30 pounds of vinyl to boot.
While it lacks a few features I would have liked, namely removable memory and battery, it smacks the rest of my want list out of the park (decent camera, no Samsung TouchWiz UI [*spit*], and nice enough specs to last a couple years), so far past what the rest of the offerings out there currently are there was no contest–and I figure that with the memory card (that was from the old Droid X, no less) my Samsung was the same size, and I was just now about to run out of room on the card for new pictures, and no matter the amount of Technowizardry they always only seem to last 2 years anyway, so I’d probably be just fine–and if not I’ll just have to be more diligent about deleting the extraneous photos of the blurry ground I always seem to take 3 of before I get a picture worth saving.
AAAAAAAAaaaaand now that I’ve found something else to completely bore you all with, I’ll leave you with the standard FCC/FTC/FAC/FCKTL disclaimer that no, I didn’t get anything out of this, and yes, I would have been happy to have gotten something out of this, dammit, for future reference.
So, goodbye little Samsung, you served me well for two years, making me hate you nearly constantly for the past one, and I hope I never have to use you again!
Spent 6 hours in the truck today driving through snow and ice to get home from Wyoming, visiting my brother for the first time in 4 years or so. My boss just texted me and said that he was going up into the mountains (only a two or three hour drive one way, though) to one of our dams and wanted me to come with him and could we meet at 6 tomorrow morning? Of course, I say yes to things like that, even when I’m already travel-shocked. At least it’s not supposed to snow.