I'm not sure if it was socio-political commentary or not, but the dream was
all about this. I did get out of there when a more clued airport dude arrived
I had a dream about (indirectly) <bleah> malda. Apparently we (for unknown values of
"we") were going on a trip or excursion of some sort to the geek compound. On
the way there we had to fly of course, and when going through customs I was
asked if I could take off my coat please (there didn't seem to be a metal
detector, so people just put their coats through a scanner). I did, as I had
my pilot in it. As the rest of my people went on, I was asked by the american
dude, "sir, do you realize you have a $10,000 bill here?" Turning around he
had a canadian $10 from my jacket pocket pressed up to the glass. Long dream
short, we argued for a while about the fact that the funny design might make
it look like there are extra '0's, but that was indeed only worth $10. Then
he went through my wallet and found the 20 pound sterling bill I had there,
and asked what the hell is this.
I'm not sure if it was socio-political commentary or not, but the dream was all about this. I did get out of there when a more clued airport dude arrived though....
I have a feeling where this came from I think... well, the clueless airport dude anyway. I watched "City of Angels" the tv series last night. I thought it would be like it's namesake, the movie and have angels wandering around a hospital (like the ads indicated). Sadly though it was just your standard small time hospital that cares about their patients mixed with some ER like lame soap opera elements. The episode involved an evaluation by some lame evaluator guy (who mistook gas for a heart attack). Oh well, maybe they'll get it right next time.
/me goes to get his brain flossed
Tomorrow I'm not going running. I should, I know, but if I go to bed like, almost right now I will get [pause for calculations] 8 and a half hours of sleep. I doubt that'll happen though, because even if I do go to bed now (my allergies knocked me out badly today... bloody hay fever) I'll probably read, or not be able to sleep due to lying there going "I'm going to get so much sleep!" Either that or I'll get a phone call at 3am like I did last night. Some girl asked if Chris was there. "No, I think you have the wrong number." "Oh, sorry.... how old are you?" Now remember, I'm half asleep, so I had to think and came up with 26. Hey! It's only a year off! Hmm... wait a minute... I'm not 25 yet. Shit, I was 2 years off..... Anyway, she goes "oh, a nice age." I asked if they were partying (I'm guessing this was a I hate you/I love you call that we all do when we're piss drunk at 3am) and they said yes, and they had no one to party with. At that point I said "that's nice, I'm going back to sleep now, good night" and hung up. Too bad, I could have partied it up with some strange drunk people. Well, ok, maybe I value my sleep (and sanity (sanity????)) more than that.
ObRandomness: Let it fscking drop and get a life! || Greyhounds are bad. || It's sad I'll never be able to enjoy those types of trees again. || Garfield's eyes. || I forgot my pens upstairs.
Sadly, I'd rather not get fired. However, the next time someone tells you "You must log into windows with the same username and password on this computer as on your old computer," do you:
That's what I thought.
Flaming rum however, is quite nice and should be tried. Of course, as I was not the inventor of, nor bringer to my collective, I have no right in doing anything but saying it rocked and the third of mickey of rum or so that I have in my system made watching "the pokemon vacation" so much more bearable. Kinda. I'll bet if I had ever done acid that that was like what a flashback would be like.
Wild and crazy.
Course, I'm a wild and crazy guy right? Right... come on, sometimes I don't use strict and occasionally I'll run with scissors in my hands. But only when I'm in a really crazy mood.
Happiness and the horror for today was the MS buyout of Bungie (hit www.shugashack.com for more info). Kudos to the Bungie guys for making allegences to benifit their company and ensure their survival and prosperity, but on the other hand, do you really think that an MS owned company will port to other OSs? I mean come on. Lets just hope that Bungie is really in charge of the whole deal like they *cough* say they are.
ObAside: sick of the crap that's been flying lately. Wishing everyone could just let things go and get on with your miserable and pathetic lives (note: this is not to say that my readers (buahahahah, "readers" heheheheh) are pathetic, it was a blanket statement insulting everyone).
ObReadin': Listening to the last 2 tapes (via mp3) of Neoromancer. If I didn't have to code while I was listening to it I've have a bit more of a clue about what was going on I think.
ObListenin': Tuning into the country channel and waiting for ads for country classics collections to come on so I can remember some artist names to put into a napster search.
I was at my old high school. There was an election going on, but not so much an election, but something that where you voted, and lets say you voted Vancouver, or Gander, or the edge of your town, and you'd appear there. Pretty cool huh? My boss (oh dear god why did I have a dream with my boss in it) was outside beside the track and a phone call came in but he wouldn't tell me who it was from. So I went and watched the horses for a while (there were a bunch of horses running around the school track). There was this one breed that looked like a cross between a horse and a small buffalo.... really demented, but of course, it all made sense. I decided to go running with the horses and did, keeping up with them (or they slowed down to run with me, something I think is far more likely because the one I was "racing" had it's head down really low like it was looking at it's feet to make sure it was going slow or something). I got tired then and a horse came over and got me (in a "realistic" manner, by coming towards me and making noise) because the boss had called me over because the guy on the phone wanted to talk to me (turns out it was a guy we deal with who I will identify as "F from RO" (for anyone who happens to know WTF I'm talking about)) and shoot the shit for a bit.
About that point I was jarred awake by the alarm (after being out till 1 at sushi I felt sleep was more important) which I promptly turned off, reset to 2 minutes later, turned back on, then hit the snooze when it rang (I turned it off instead of hitting snooze the first time accidently).
I did not want to run this morning. I even said I was too tired and reset my alarm for a half hour later. However, good sense (and a whining cat) prevailed.
... when I heard the ambulance siren go this morning I thought to myself... "how did they know?" Turns out it wasn't for me though, though I certainly feel like I need it.
Rex made this pitiful whining noise this morning that turned out to mean "I'm thirsty thirsty thirst so thirsty please feed me oh PLEASE won't you give me a little water oh come on GIVE ME SOME GODDAM WATER YOU HAIRLESS MONKEY!" So I gave him some water and he was so happy he kneeded the mat that the food and water sits on and spilled the water. So guess what I get to do before I go to work :( (and "ignore it and let it dry by itself is, while a good answer, not the correct one).
I opted to do weights instead of running this morning due the rain. I hope it'll be better tomorrow.
Did some testing on my home system today and found that I wasn't totally wrong
with my 511/1500mb findings from the other day. My home system, using a very
similar system to that on ufies.org, gave the following info:
All matched Total size 780808K ( 745M) , real 125534K ( 120M)
(And this is on a totally unloaded server).
So I'm going to see about getting a meatier box for ufies, as slashcode does exactly what I need. And seeing all that it can do gives me more ideas on how to make a better site than writing all the backend and resulting in less stuff. Imagine a "Movies" section a la "ask slashdot" instead of just a page. All the same comments etc. Now don't get me wrong, I could write this myself, but I'd much rather concentrate on making a good site with existing, proven software.
ObObnosficated: Sillz I shall sacrafice some diet coke to you today.
Tig suggested that I "back up often". I took it to mean walk backwards for some sort of salt-over-the-shoulder reason. It was only after the laughter stopped that I realized he meant back up the computer :)
I can't wait till I get home so I can go for a run and have things work again! Then I'll site alone all night and not do anything.
Just a note.... if you have an everything of your own, don't delete the user "Default User". This little guy is used for allowing someone who isn't logged in access to the system. You'll note that mine has reverted to a default install (if you're viewing this before I go and redo all the changes I made that is) due to me wanting to tighten up security a little. Huge kudos to Nate and VRoom who've put up with my silly questions the last couple of days about how to set things up.
I did some work using Everything last night too. Check out this link for the results. Still some work to do security wise, and functionality wize (you'll note that the journal is completely useless). I have to email Nate or someone to figure out how to deal with notes....
In some weird spirit of renewal (and of turning my case'o'beer into a six pack), I decided to start running in the mornings. This is partly my friend Brad's fault, but I suppose I can forgive him as he's occasionally saved my life and all. Anyway, I figured that if I got up a half hour earlier, I could go for a run around the block (actually about a 20 minute run, I must have mis-calculated earlier) and come back and shower, have breakfast etc, in time to go to work at the normal time. This of course parltly hinged on going to bed before 3am which I managed to do last night. This will be done every two days until I completely wimp out. Lets see how long that takes. Going every day is bad from what I understand, which is a good thing, cause, well... lets see:
So tomorrow morning it'll be weights, and hopefully my barbells will, with some effort from me, tone me up to look like Arnold for the summer. Then a run the next day... then weights... then running... oh man I'm an idiot.
Course I'm up to update this I suppose, so it's not all bad!
I got the least of it apparently, talking to the lady at the end of the hall she had a "river of shit" running from her bathroom through the house. Lovely image eh? All I can say is I'm glad I wasn't here.
Luckily nothing was damaged (except the carpet) and the building covers the costs. There might be an issue of the moving of stuff should the entire carpet need replacing though. I'm personally thinking that if they have to rip it up just leave it up and refinish the nice hardwood floor instead of putting new carpet in.
Got burnt today too. The sunshine kind. Headed out to the lake to wander around and enjoy the sun, which was nice. Little pink on my face and shoulders, but hey, it's a sign of my actually getting outside on the wonderful weekend!
I was reading the retrospective on Charles Shultz over here and I was exceptionally touched by this cartoon. Sometimes they can hit it right. on. the. head. Hmm... time to whip out my old peanuts cartoons I think. I used to love the ones with Snoopy and the red baron. Heck, I at one point made a (not very accurate) replica of his doghouse and put it in the lawn so that I could pretend to be snoopy pretending to shoot down the Red Baron.