It's Monday Night!
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kyburgWork was interesting today - the software vendor provided a patch that did absolutely nothing. "Thanks for letting us know - "
Arg. Like I gotta choice in the matter.
However, I have found something that helps the outbound issues even more - it just makes me recover in a different but more time consuming fashion - in the end, is more efficient. I would like to be doing something more intelligent - but hey. I found anotherbug feature today - by accident. It made me resend a whole day's worth of invoices. *sigh*
This just astounds me on a daily basis. Please forgive the sarcasm. People who get paid a whole lotta dough are asking me to pay them for this privilege - I gotta say something besides ya'sum....
Think you had a bad weekend? Try being my co-worker Sqish - well, it was Jeff - then Jeffy, then Jiffy, Jiffy-Lube, oily, squishy - and I shortened it to Sqish. We do that in my department - and yes, the sexual harassment training is this week as well. Yes, they came to our department for training materials. We laughed.
Sqish fell into a patch of cactus Saturday night. In such a fashion he was quickly covered in it. Hands, arms, feet and legs - he thinks he pulled all the spines. He looks like a study in dotted-swiss, I think. He doesn't know when his last tetanus shot was - and it's a bit early to tell if any of them are infected. Think ten punctures per square inch. Boss and I are two of the three people in the company with first-aid training. He told us - Boss laughed, I said HOT jacuzzi, plenty of ibuprofen, benadryl and antibiotic ointment. He's allergic to penicillin. I also urged him to get seen - but you know how much fun that would be. And he's a guy. *rolls eyes*
We fed him the hottest chilies on the block today - just to take his mind off how much he hurt. Yeah, I'm a little worried - if it goes bad, it will go bad in a systemic way - he's punctured that many places. DEEP. *brrr*
I got a handful of spines once - I still remember how much five of them hurt when Mom took the hemostats to them and yanked them out of my palm. I think I just set the bar for the worst oopsie of the day.
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nytshaed came down for the weekend - and what a ride it was! Beginning Friday with the Halloween Haunt at Knott's Berry Farm. Knott's "We're More Conservative Than Jerry Fallwell" Berry Farm. But they have some kick-ass rollercoasters, and the best food of any amusement park - and I haven't been there in a decade, easy. And never for their Halloween thing.
I believe that was a mistake. This is different. Imagine converting Main Street in Disneyland into multiple haunted house "mazes" that you walk through. Two of them required 3-D glasses to get through. Turn off just about all the lights. Add fog machines - lots of them. I can't recall having more trouble seeing my way through a place - and then add about three monsters per block. These are people dressed up as zombies, some armed with cans filled with rocks, some equipped to slide on the concrete. All of them very skilled in doing one thing - startling you, surprising you and scaring the crap out of you without touching you. The use of space invasion and body language was amazing - both on the receiving end and watching other people get "got." This was not an environment for everyone - I wouldn't bring anyone younger than 14 or so, and I wouldn't recommend it for anyone who'd actually been attacked - unless they wanted to challenge their boundaries. I was expecting some kind of Halloween party night - this was something else entirely.
It rocked the house.
Upside - something totally new. Downside - on my feet for hours after a whole day's work. We pulled it in about 1:30 in the morning - and were back up again by 10:30 AM to go to Disneyland.
Again, to something I hadn't expected. Nobody told me it was Gay Days at Disneyland this past weekend. Something else, indeed.
They ran it as an event not associated with Disney - kinda. Think of it like a roving convention, complete with t-shirts and goodie bags (and yes,firez, I got you one. Email me a mailing address.). We found their con ops after dinner and discovered a group of the just plain nicest folks of the day. It's hard to believe there were people scared of these people - to the point of petitioning the FAA to clear airspace over the park to tell them what awful people they were. It made watching the other patrons walking past the office look just that much sillier - the ones heading for the other network marketing schemes being hawked, or the wedding receptions, or the company functions down the hall.
They had t-shirts. Red t-shirts. I tell you, you watch enough packs of red-shirted silly men scampering through Disneyland, it gives a whole new meaning to the term "Red Shirt." I was reminded often of groups of schoolgirls - tittering, clicky, always in a pack - taking pictures of each other, always talking talking talking - but these were men. Somehow, I wasn't threatened at all. Actually, it was kind of fun - and I know I pissed off a couple of fellas when I caught them ogling my guy. How did I handle this? Didn't have to do anything - Jim's face always lights up when he sees me, and the big smack on the kisser is a given. Ha ha - mine, suckers. Taken! Eat your heart out.
They have redressed the Haunted Mansion in Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas again this year - you have got to see this if you haven't already. Did it twice - use the Fast Pass!
Dinner was at the Grand Californian - which is a fabulous example of the Arts & Craft style of the early teens and twenties in California. I love it - and I plan to keep going back for decorating ideas for Mah House teh bungalow.nytshaed is one of my favorite people to do amusement parks with - game, creative, open-minded and genki. OMFG, genki. Sunday, I sat down and slept while they watched Saiyuki - no amount of caffeine could rouse me. She's also an excellent houseguest - but I think next time I need to lay in more substantial, easy to feed snacks - she left the most delicious coconut-flavored rum, too.
And I now return to my normal programming -
BTW, whoever is sending me political "get out and vote!" emails can stop now. I got it. Really. Trust me.
Arg. Like I gotta choice in the matter.
However, I have found something that helps the outbound issues even more - it just makes me recover in a different but more time consuming fashion - in the end, is more efficient. I would like to be doing something more intelligent - but hey. I found another
This just astounds me on a daily basis. Please forgive the sarcasm. People who get paid a whole lotta dough are asking me to pay them for this privilege - I gotta say something besides ya'sum....
Think you had a bad weekend? Try being my co-worker Sqish - well, it was Jeff - then Jeffy, then Jiffy, Jiffy-Lube, oily, squishy - and I shortened it to Sqish. We do that in my department - and yes, the sexual harassment training is this week as well. Yes, they came to our department for training materials. We laughed.
Sqish fell into a patch of cactus Saturday night. In such a fashion he was quickly covered in it. Hands, arms, feet and legs - he thinks he pulled all the spines. He looks like a study in dotted-swiss, I think. He doesn't know when his last tetanus shot was - and it's a bit early to tell if any of them are infected. Think ten punctures per square inch. Boss and I are two of the three people in the company with first-aid training. He told us - Boss laughed, I said HOT jacuzzi, plenty of ibuprofen, benadryl and antibiotic ointment. He's allergic to penicillin. I also urged him to get seen - but you know how much fun that would be. And he's a guy. *rolls eyes*
We fed him the hottest chilies on the block today - just to take his mind off how much he hurt. Yeah, I'm a little worried - if it goes bad, it will go bad in a systemic way - he's punctured that many places. DEEP. *brrr*
I got a handful of spines once - I still remember how much five of them hurt when Mom took the hemostats to them and yanked them out of my palm. I think I just set the bar for the worst oopsie of the day.
nytshaed came down for the weekend - and what a ride it was! Beginning Friday with the Halloween Haunt at Knott's Berry Farm. Knott's "We're More Conservative Than Jerry Fallwell" Berry Farm. But they have some kick-ass rollercoasters, and the best food of any amusement park - and I haven't been there in a decade, easy. And never for their Halloween thing.I believe that was a mistake. This is different. Imagine converting Main Street in Disneyland into multiple haunted house "mazes" that you walk through. Two of them required 3-D glasses to get through. Turn off just about all the lights. Add fog machines - lots of them. I can't recall having more trouble seeing my way through a place - and then add about three monsters per block. These are people dressed up as zombies, some armed with cans filled with rocks, some equipped to slide on the concrete. All of them very skilled in doing one thing - startling you, surprising you and scaring the crap out of you without touching you. The use of space invasion and body language was amazing - both on the receiving end and watching other people get "got." This was not an environment for everyone - I wouldn't bring anyone younger than 14 or so, and I wouldn't recommend it for anyone who'd actually been attacked - unless they wanted to challenge their boundaries. I was expecting some kind of Halloween party night - this was something else entirely.
It rocked the house.
Upside - something totally new. Downside - on my feet for hours after a whole day's work. We pulled it in about 1:30 in the morning - and were back up again by 10:30 AM to go to Disneyland.
Again, to something I hadn't expected. Nobody told me it was Gay Days at Disneyland this past weekend. Something else, indeed.
They ran it as an event not associated with Disney - kinda. Think of it like a roving convention, complete with t-shirts and goodie bags (and yes,
firez, I got you one. Email me a mailing address.). We found their con ops after dinner and discovered a group of the just plain nicest folks of the day. It's hard to believe there were people scared of these people - to the point of petitioning the FAA to clear airspace over the park to tell them what awful people they were. It made watching the other patrons walking past the office look just that much sillier - the ones heading for the other network marketing schemes being hawked, or the wedding receptions, or the company functions down the hall.They had t-shirts. Red t-shirts. I tell you, you watch enough packs of red-shirted silly men scampering through Disneyland, it gives a whole new meaning to the term "Red Shirt." I was reminded often of groups of schoolgirls - tittering, clicky, always in a pack - taking pictures of each other, always talking talking talking - but these were men. Somehow, I wasn't threatened at all. Actually, it was kind of fun - and I know I pissed off a couple of fellas when I caught them ogling my guy. How did I handle this? Didn't have to do anything - Jim's face always lights up when he sees me, and the big smack on the kisser is a given. Ha ha - mine, suckers. Taken! Eat your heart out.
They have redressed the Haunted Mansion in Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas again this year - you have got to see this if you haven't already. Did it twice - use the Fast Pass!
Dinner was at the Grand Californian - which is a fabulous example of the Arts & Craft style of the early teens and twenties in California. I love it - and I plan to keep going back for decorating ideas for Mah House teh bungalow.
nytshaed is one of my favorite people to do amusement parks with - game, creative, open-minded and genki. OMFG, genki. Sunday, I sat down and slept while they watched Saiyuki - no amount of caffeine could rouse me. She's also an excellent houseguest - but I think next time I need to lay in more substantial, easy to feed snacks - she left the most delicious coconut-flavored rum, too.And I now return to my normal programming -
BTW, whoever is sending me political "get out and vote!" emails can stop now. I got it. Really. Trust me.
