This just in: it can be fun to get carte blanche with someone else's computer. One can create all sorts of new bookmarks, favorites, desktop icons - such as to one's blog, for instance.
General blog question. Have any of you out there noticed an increase in spam replies to blog posts, often to posts several months old? My guess is those entries show up on Google search and therefore get tagged and shared. Hmmnn.
I really thought the "Love, Actually" clip, not to mention the great Woody Allen & Diane Keaton "Spider in the Bathroom" scene would top popularity.
But no. it comes down to a girl resisting her flair.
Work?
You mean I can't milk the hurricane for any more time?
Emerson is spoiled. I know I am not.
It is going to be hard to stay awake all day, or even remember passwords.
I would rather watch replays of the Dallas Cowboys game.
Great attitude, and isn't September over yet? Also, the sun can come up any time now.
Ahead of the southeast Houston herd and mandatory evacuation orders, Emerson and I made it to my parents house in Lake Kiowa, Texas.
Acura trunk held whatever items I could choose to save, including the Macbook and insurance papers. All the rest, expendable, non-living "things" accumulated over an adult lifetime.
This forecast puts the eye directly over my house, which stands at 12' elevation, two miles from Clear Lake, an arm of Galveston Bay.
So any movement of Ike, left or right, is some improvement from this worst case scenario, particularly east if it crosses the bay before impact.
This would minimize the south wind force which carries the ocean into land and attacks my weakest cheap windows, unfortunately unboardable, facing a dead golf course full of pine trees.
I've gone though all the "why, why, what are the odds?" (well, maybe not all). But at this point, completely out of my control. All that is left to control is decision-making after the event.
I plan to return home to assess the damage probably Sunday morning.
And dear readers, that point in time will mark indefinite suspension of Clear Lake reflections for obvious reasons.
Thanks to all my friends out there.
Creechman
What part of that did you not understand, Mr. Poseidon?
begins with a Tuesday lurch.
Monday's orange juice search,
might as well have been left at church;
Except I didn't go, as we all well know.
Joel on TV was a compromise you see.
Thus ends my tale,
Gimme back Apple Mail.
The end
Yesterday I raced home from work, trying to beat the large thunderstorms coming down from the north.
As usual, when in a hurry, coincidentally something goes wrong that stops your progress. In this case, I needed to safely shut down my computer and unplug the power and internet connections for safety.
But the Mac was frozen with the spinning beachball of death. No reaction to the mouse. What?
Reboot!. "Wireless mouse not detected..." Wireless? I'm not using one of those. Wait...
Of course, the USB mouse plug into the back of the monitor had pulled out just enough to disconnect. Gently push it back in. Everything's fine.
But that has never happened before, and chose to happen at the precise moment I didn't have time to debug the situation.
Same coincidence as some piece of software performing a once-per-year upgrade at the same exact time you are on the phone, trying debug a problem, and the two events have nothing to do with each other. It just interferes with your problem diagnosis.
Many other examples in life, especially in traffic, like when just one lagging car prevents you from turning left on green yield, just before lights turns red.
It's the "are you kidding me?" or "what are the odds?" aspects of rude annoyances that sometimes make one think the universe is a malevolent puppet-meister.
I think I'll take one step at a time today.
