Nerdrium Home

Past entries

2015

March

2012

December
October
June
April
February

2011

December
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2010

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2009

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2008

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2007

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2006

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2005

December
November
October
September
August
July
June
May
April
March
February
January

2004

 

Facebook

Twitter

Archived Entries from May 2007


Pretty Good Worthlessness

Okay, so maybe this is all over my head. But someone tell me what the point is of a PGP signature? Like, I'm expected to go plug it into something to make sure the e-mail I am receiving is from who it says it is? As if I can't spoof that e-mail address and just add the PGP key to the end of the spoofed e-mail address?

And just where do you go to check these things anyway? I googled "verify pgp key" and all I found were sites that wanted me to upload a key to their database, not anything that would verify that the key I received was legitimate or not.

I've always thought the whole PGP thing was a bit pretentious anyway. And it isn't like anyone sends encrypted messages, so what's the point? Why include anything about a PGP key at the end of an e-mail message? Am I missing something?

Am I just grouchy because it is before 6:00 a.m.?

Okay, off to the soybean cyst nematode center...

Oh, wait. Hang on....

DEoqefdaDFIEW:RjdFoiEFLJamUG1VURQjLwqOfPaj5HESR1P/oHPFKKv0Itn
c0l+yJ1Hl6arXKEPqK7q/QdPfQGU49vPa1zGuEvl5kGO9mh1VDT4z2RSncHEzkCv
7/ofXhkCQqqeDsErSBqzvto97gORf4qdqeaFIEF;KDeweroiuFlke

Shhh. Dubya might be reading that...

Posted: Wednesday, May 30, 2007, 11:01 am
Mood: Happy | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Two Thoughts

So the wife and kids have long since gone to bed (I took a way too long nap today so I'm wide awake...) and I plopped down in the Nerdrium to play some Jedi Knight II: Outcast, and then to quickly check work e-mail and maybe read some news. Most of the work e-mail was RedHat related (that I read and deleted) so I shouldn't be getting too slammed with messages first thing tomorrow.

I also quickly popped in at the Chicago Tribune's web site. One of the things I read there (other than the actual news) is a weblog by Eric Zorn. Eric is on the bluer side of purple, but I like to read what he has to say because he's not a moronic left-winger any more than I'm a moronic right-winger. Thank goodness there are some smart people left in this country that don't toe a party line and throw fits every time the "other side" does one thing or another. Reading what smart people have to say is refreshing, even if it might be slightly different with what I believe. Listening to a friend throw a left-wing or right-wing fit about whatever is quite annoying, and a bit childish (and these discussion tend to occur on my deck in my backyard and cause me to get up and go in the house....). I do my best (I hope) to not do that....

So my two thoughts actually have nothing to do with that, and are actually more like a thought and a half.

I've watched, as many have, the whole Duke lacrosse rape "situation" play out on television the past year or so.

I was guilty in the beginning, like I'm sure many more like I were, of wanting to string them up right off the bat. How stupid could you be?

Then holes started to fill the story. One of the three kids had ATM camera footage of him being miles away from the crime when it happened. Later on we find out that one of the accused had never had a mustache yet the accuser specifically said he had. Or some such.

I'm sure these three kids are jerks. Sorry, but I said it. They're from money, they go to an elitist school, and they play lacrosse (for crying out loud). They were bound to be snobby lawyers in New York or pompous "financial advisors" (whatever those actually are) or something. They had strippers at an off-campus party, which is still an elitist, trashy thing to do, even if they didn't later do what they were accused of. They still took part in that whole "thing."

Yet hiring stippers isn't an offense in and of itself. Being a stripper isn't even against the law.

But out of the blue these three kids' lives are rocked by allegations that weren't true. And this can happen to anyone, anywhere.

I have a friend who has been a "victim" of this recently--all it takes is for some person to say something about another person, and whether or not what was said is true or not, people (in general) will equate the false charges with the said individual. Slight edit: and to be clear, my friend isn't in any trouble because of anything of a sexual nature--my point was just that this person was accused of something rather silly and even though it isn't true, they were taken to task for the whole thing...

And that's crappy, but that's the way it is.

On to my second thought.......

While I'm sorry that the three aforementioned privileged lacrosse players (and their coach) were dismissed because of false accusations, are we really going to suffer through lacrosse being treated as a mainstream sport from now on?

I mean, really. Nobody cared about lacrosse before, and are we seriously going to care about it now because of this whole situation at Duke?? Half of ESPN SportsCenter the past few days was dedicated to the NCAA lacrosse final four. Are you kidding me? Since when?

Even the local media here in the boonies has highlighted the fact that a school in Champaign has a lacrosse team. And in the article one of the team members was quoted as saying something like "men play lacrosse while boys are playing baseball." And while I don't count baseball as one of my favorite sports to watch, it is still a bit bigger than lacrosse. Okay, a lot bigger. And spare me the macho "our sport is tough" garbage. Rugby already tried that and that was so twentieth century. That's great that you all have broken noses. Personally I think that's just silly.

I guess I should probably go to bed. I apologize for all the typos... ;)

Posted: Tuesday, May 29, 2007, 3:57 am
Mood: Inebriated | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Memorial Day Weekend

Whew. Where to begin....

The redhead and I decided last week that we were going to do our best to relax this weekend and not work on the yard, the house, etc. I think we semi-accomplished that feat. Friday night we met some friends at one of the bars in town--our son stayed with a friend and our daughter stayed with the redhead's parents. It was pretty fun.

Saturday I actually did mow the back yard, and did some maintenance of the pool (I can finally see the bottom so I vacuumed all the parts that I missed the past couple of weeks). Saturday night my friend Jeff came over with his son Logan. The kids each had a friend stay the night that night as well.

Sunday we picked up the house and took it easy, and had a cookout in the afternoon that went late into the evening. We had several of our neighbors come over with their kids to eat and swim and we had a pretty good time. Well, I know that my propane tank on the grill was running low and probably would run out before I could finish dinner, so I took two empty tanks up to the hardware store that afternoon to have them filled. I paid the $36 and followed the kid to the back door of the store where they fill the tanks and he spun around and realized that they were out of propane. Wonderful.

However, I knew Jeff was up in Chicago so I went and got a bag of charcoal and went to his house and nabbed his Weber grill. It's been a long time since I'd cooked on charcoal (well, ever since we moved into this house and acquired the gas grill that was here and, well, gave Jeff our charcoal grill.....). We had chicken legs and burgers and hot dogs. Good stuff.

Today was the Memorial Day scramble at the country club, but I failed to sign up yesterday so I ended up not playing. I think that's a good thing, because after going out Friday, being up late Saturday, and being up late last night, I really needed to sleep in today, which we did. I think Marc and Peggy just now got home from the scramble (that started around noon)--their golf cart was gone when I went to the store a half-hour ago, but he's mowing his yard right now (he's three doors down--heh--and I can see him from out here on the deck...).

I cleaned out the pool house today, so that the kids can actually get in there and not trip all over everything when they want pool "noodles" and squirt guns and stuff. I sweat my butt off--it isn't hot out but it is about 100% humidity. YUCK. The redhead wants to turn the a/c on, but like I said, it isn't warm out (it's like 76 or so), it's just humid as all get-out. I think we'll try to survive on fans for now...

This is going to be one hell of a summer. Next weekend we drive up to Chicago for my brother's high school graduation party. Which reminds me, I need to get all of the software installed on his new laptop this week... We're having or annual Independence Day party the weekend before the 4th, which falls in the middle of the week. The weekend after the 4th we're going to New York for my newest nephew's first birthday party--more about that in a later post. And now, apparently, I'm playing in a charity golf outing up near Chicago the weekend before our big party with Jeff. At some point I'm hoping to spend a week and take the advanced level ColdFusion training class.

Bleh. And not only am I taking a summer school class but I'm doing that advanced study term stuff as well. I'm going to be one busy dude this summer. Sheesh.

Okay, enough for now. Time to open another beer and throw the ribeyes on the grill.....

Posted: Monday, May 28, 2007, 11:23 pm
Mood: Relaxed | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


#!/usr/bin/perl

I wrote a Perl program today!

I have an awful, awful, awful e-mail notification system for The Bulletin that queries a database, and then individually calls the mail() function in PHP (which is just the same as the mail() function in sendmail, really). It takes over 45 minutes to run. I have to use IE for Mac (gasp) to run it because Safari and Firefox time out before all the mail is sent, and IE is dumb enough to, well, just sit there and wait for the whole process to complete.

I don't want to run a mail server, so I can't use a listserv that allows people to subscribe and unsubscribe, etc., etc.

But what if I made an alias for sendmail of all the addresses, and then just sent the weekly e-mail to that alias. That would work. Instantly.

But I'd have to modify that alias list of addresses.

Unless i could run a cron job that queries the database automatically every morning and updates that list.

I can't run a PHP program with a cron job. But I can run a Perl program....

Every morning the list is updated (the text file, that is) and I just send the message to one address.

Only I can send the message. It can only come from one place.

There's no MX record (or CX record, or whatever it is...). You can't spam from this server, because techincally it can't send mail. Or something.

So anyway. What was I saying?

Oh, right. I've fixed the Bulletin notification system.

I think.

We'll find out this Thursday if it works. Nice "test" system that I have, eh? At least I can always use the old crappy PHP thing if it fails, I guess.....

Posted: Wednesday, May 23, 2007, 2:16 am
Mood: Overwhelmed | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Another Weekend, Another Sore Body

I think I'm more worn out at the end of the weekend than I am at the end of the work week.

I spent Saturday vacuuming the pool, and hauling mulch, and working on the yard. Oh, and I played 9 holes before anyone else had gotten up for the day. I had to skip around a bit because the groundskeeper was mowing around the green at the end of the par 5 third hole. And one of his staff was mowing the fourth hole. And the sprinklers were all on throughout the fifth. So I skipped to six and played six and seven. Then went back and finished up hole 3 (since they were finished mowing). Then I played nine, and then played one and two again to replace not playing four and five. Anyway....

I hauled a bunch of mulch, and I'm really liking the way the landscaping is turning out--it almost looks like someone knows what they are doing... I pulled a lot of weeds as well.

Sunday was moving day for Aunt Molly. The day started with the redhead and my mother-in-law and the kids cleaning the now-empty house, and my replacing outlets and light switches throughout (I didn't get very many done--the wiring coming out of the wall was awfully short--I swore a lot...). Then papa was finished farming for the day so we had lunch and then started moving. We moved Molly's new leather couch, loveseat, and chair first (they were heavy). After all the "local" furniture was moved we packed up Molly and the kids into papa's Envoy and headed down to Charleston, and Molly's last visit to EIU. Of course, papa has a nice new box trailer to move with now, so Molly didn't get to experience moving with the cattle trailer like we had done so many times in the past.

You can tell that papa is mellowing out with age. He wasn't in any hurry whatsoever. We stopped at Rural King on the way to Molly's apartment to get popcorn. (They have free bags of freshly-popped popcorn so papa stopped and filled up three bags--one for him and one for each kid--and off we went...). We loaded up the trailer at the apartment with additional help from Cole and his mom, Barb. Then we headed back north.

After stopping first, of course, and Dog 'n' Suds so that papa could get rootbeer floats for the kids.

So we finally made it back, unloaded the trailer, lugged numerous mattresses, box springs, bed frames, and televisions throughout the house. Finally papa, Cole, and I took a truck back to the farmstead to load up that projection television that was such a point of contention way back when... It was very, very heavy, but we managed to get it up into the truck and then into the house without dropping it or otherwise screwing it up.

And now I feel like I've been run over by a bus. Although I guess I wouldn't know what it would feel like to be run over by a bus because I've never actually been run over by a bus, or anything else for that matter.

And I'm going ot be busier than all get-out at work this week. I need a vacation...

Posted: Monday, May 21, 2007, 12:47 pm
Mood: Exhausted | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Let the Bloodletting Begin....

Hell, who wanted to have any money anyway?

In other words, I opened the pool yesterday. When I get to work in the morning, I tend to get to the dock and open all sorts of applications at once--Eudora, Safari, Dreamweaver (ick), Word (ickier), BBEdit, iTunes, Photoshop, Messenger, X11.app, Terminal, and maybe some others--and when I do that the fans of my G5 speed up noticeably for a few seconds, and then slow back down. Well, as soon as I turn the pool pump on for the year, I think I can hear that same speeding up sound coming from the electric meter on the side of the house. It just doesn't slow back down. Not until September or October, anyway.

What a goofy, nerdy, nonsensical analogy (if you could call it that) that was, eh? I'm a bit hopped up on DayQuil and Tylenol Sinus right now--I apologize for not making any sense.

So the pool is open. Not swimmable, but open (and it was 44 degrees when I left home this morning....). I promised Em I'd open it this weekend, but she has a hard time understanding the difference between "opening the pool" and "pool ready to be swam in."

Well, I am taking somewhat of a gamble this year. Not a huge gamble, but, well, the way I focus and fester on things... I opted not to buy my chemicals at the pool store and got them at WalFart instead. I mean, it's just chlorine, right? At the pool store I pay $20 per quart of algacide. At WalFart it was $4.83 per gallon. Now even if it is half as good, I don't care--I'll just dump a whole gallon in at a time. I even got a new skimmer net, a new expandable pole (very nice), a new chemical test kit, along with the standard huge bucket of chlorine pucks, chlorine powder (sorry--"granules"), a few gallons of algacide, pH down (I'm guessing the pool will have a slightly higher than it should pH--that's just a guess based on past experience), a few boxes of "shock," and it was under $200.

Normally I spend about $1,000 to open the pool. I think that $800 will be well-saved once the first power bill rolls in.

If only our *$%&*#@&% state legislature and #$%&^$* governor would get their act together and revoke this ridiculous power rate increase that the monopolistic power companies have thrust upon us. Ameren made a profit--not that's how much money they took in, but the amount of money they had left over after paying all their employees, all their bills, all their generation and transmission costs, and everything else--a profit of $4 billion dollars last year. Four billion dollars. And they go to the energy commission and say that if they don't get a 50% rate increase that they're going to have to start laying off employees and cutting services, and possibly go bankrupt.

I don't understand that math. What did they do with the four billion dollars? (Four billion dollars that they tried very hard to keep the public from knowing about, by the way...).

Okay, enough about the greedy bastards at the power company.

I realize that my whining about how expensive it is to run the pool is a bit silly--I could have a lot worse problems, I'm sure. But still....

At least it seems most of the leaks around the pump and filtration equipment have stopped. I had water pouring out of everywhere yesterday when I started things up. I took lots of parts apart, wiped off gaskets, lubed things up with vaseline, and even MacGuyvered the spring in the lever on top of the sand filter that directs the water (filter, backwash, rinse, waste, etc.). I'm going to need to replace that spring, but at least it has stopped leaking for now. Part of the problem is that it is so cold. Once it heats up outside all of this stuff will expand slightly, but I can't just sit around and wait for July, so I was a lot busier taking equipment apart last night than I wanted to be. I did get a lot of vacuuming done, and the shallow end seems to be relatively clean now. I'll vacuum again tonight, and again tomorrow evening. I think we'll be ready by Saturday. Even if the water temperature will be in the 50s. I'm sure as hell not getting in the damn water. Good luck with that, kids...

So today is the Spring Conference for the Campus Computer Support Personnel. You know, that one that I missed in the fall and didn't get the XBox because I wasn't there.

Now there are hundreds of people that go to this thing, and I certainly don't expect lightning to strike twice (well, I guess technically it missed the first time) but I have to go from now on, just in case. I'd look a lot more stupid if I got my name pulled out of the hat again and wasn't there again. Today is Bulletin day, so I'll have to skip lunch (which will be gross anyway--the last time I had lunch at CCSP it was teryaki chicken--blech) and come back to the office to post it to the wwweb. Wow, lots of italics today.

Posted: Thursday, May 17, 2007, 12:31 pm
Mood: Calm | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, and All the Rest...

The redhead is taking the day off to go on a field trip with the kids (for the gifted program thing at school). And of course with gas over three bucks a gallon we've been carpooling. And with the radiator fan problem with my car, we've been taking her car.

But today I came to work by myself. In my car. And my parking lot hang tag is in her car. Sigh.

I'm hopefully leaving early so I can go to Wal-Fart and get chlorine tablets and "shock" and get the cover off the pool this evening. I promised Em I'd open it this weekend, but "open" means take the cover off, vacuum it multiple times, and put so many chemicals in it that it will kill just about any living creature instantly. In other words, "open" doesn't mean "okay for swimming." And to cut her off at the pass and not have her livid with me on Saturday, I'll "open" the pool today and then hopefully it will be ready for humans by Saturday. But it's going to be so damn cold. She's crazy. But whatever. I'm not getting in. Probably not for another month. Hell, it was cold walking from the parking garage to my office this morning.

I'm taking something called "Applied Study Term" over the summer. Basically I get 8 hours of college credit for working in the real world. And as luck would have it, I already work in the real world. So one of my bosses and I had to come up with an eight-week project that is sort of outside my normal duties, write up a proposal, and then I have to keep a journal of the entire thing and at the end I get credit for two classes.

Which is all well and good but the last page of the proposal thing is a waiver saying that if I get hurt while doing this I can't hold the University liable. I can see that if a kid gets an internship (which is really more what this is aimed at) at Caterpiller or something and accidentally gets hit in the head with an I-beam or something, that the University isn't liable. But they didn't just say the Springfield campus--they said the board of trustees and University as a whole.

But I'm not working at Caterpillar, I'm working at the University. And if the vent ductwork over my head comes crashing down while I'm at work, well, the University should be liable for that. Some I balked at signing this form and will talk to our assistant department head about it this morning...

Oh, and I'm sick. Hence the half-pissy tone right now. Hopefully the DayQuil will kick in soon.

Okay, I think the printer has warmed up (finally) so I can get busy....

Posted: Wednesday, May 16, 2007, 12:16 pm
Mood: Eh | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


MAME

Well our daughter is home "sick" today, and the redhead had some things she had to be at the office to do, so I had to stay home.

So when I was a kid I loved arcade games. Loved Pac Man. Loved Donkey Kong. (And of course my parents thought putting quarters into a machine to play a game was like washing money down a toilet, so not being able to play video games a lot only fueled my desire...)

I was thrilled to find out about something called "MAME" (multiple arcade machine emulator) years and years ago (I think maybe even for OS 8?). With this simple program one can play just about any arcade game on the computer. The exact same thing.

(I was hugely dissapointed as a kid when Pac Man came out for Atari 2600 and was just awful--it wasn't even close....)

So at some point we're going to renovate our basement and tear out the carpet and the massive junk closet, and put a wood floor down, build a bar, install a projector and surround sound for movies, put wainscoating and a chair rail on the walls, etc., etc., etc. And I hope to get a "real" foosball table. It will be awesome.

And I want to build a MAME cabinet as well. The redhead thinks I'm nuts (she pretty much thinks I'm nuts about everything, though). It would be especially cool since 19" flat panel LCD screens cost almost nothing. I was hoping to build a small Linux box and go from there.

Expect MAME on Linux is not as easy as just downloading MacMAME and installing it. You have to install xmame, and then a separate front-end application, and a file manager thing to manage the ROM files, etc., etc. And some of these things wouldn't work right with Fedora because packages for some software was different, among other things.

I can get a blue-and-white G3 on eBay for $30.

So, while I know that I'm going to lose all sorts of "geek cred" by doing this, I think I'm going to just use a Mac in the cabinet and run MacMAME instead of doing it "the Linux way."

And it really makes much more sense anyway. I think the only benefit of using Linux is that you can make it so that the front end program is all you see when the machine is running. That is, there's no operating system and folders and icons and such in the background (the games run full-screen--I just mean when the ROM selector is on the screen). But really, so what?

As an added benefit, I've wanted to also have a "music server" in my house that could hook into the surround sound receiver upstairs, to a don't-have-yet receiver for the two speakers out by the deck, and to the don't-have-yet surround sound receiver for the basement. One central place to keep the music. I was going to use my G4 to do all of this, but getting wires into the Nerdrium isn't the easiest thing to do. And if I have to semi-tear apart the basement to get surround speakers and such installed, I may as well put in the infrastructure for this as well. Everything we have is already in iTunes as it is.

I think a Mac will be the way to go.

Actually at some point I need to replace this G4 with a newer computer. I was hoping to do the same thing I did when I bought this machine in January of 2002--wait until a newer line of machines is announced, then snap up one of the "old" models for a discount. (This is a 733 MHz G4 "Quicksilver" that was discounted when the low-end model was bumped to 800 MHz in 2002).

Ooh. The lowest-priced Mac Pro is $2,500? Ouch. I think I paid $1,199 for this G4... Hmm. That's problematic. I'm not upgrading from this machine for $2,500. Oh well.

Posted: Friday, May 11, 2007, 2:46 pm
Mood: Fair | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Are You Frickin' Kidding Me?

The final exam today had two parts. 10 multiple-choice questions worth 40 points, and 3 short-answer questions worth 60 points. And then there was a 20-point bonus question that involved writing a short program in Scheme.

I knew I got the 10 multiple-choice questions correct--it gave feedback as soon as the test was submitted. And I was pretty sure on parts of the other 60% of the test. And I was mostly certain that I got the bonus question correct.

I checked about a dozen times today to see if the rest of my exam had been graded.

And, of course, I just checked again.

I got 100%. Well, I got 120%. I did get the bonus question, and my answers for everything else were correct as well.

Wow.

Three more classes to go....

Posted: Thursday, May 10, 2007, 12:11 am
Mood: Surprised | 1 comment| Article URL | Post a comment
 


My Final

Well the Blackboard on-line system graded the multiple-choice part right away, and I got 10/10 (40 points out of the total 100).

The second part of the exam has to be graded by the instructor. It was three questions. I think I did the first one correctly. I think that at least half of the second one is right and the other half was a guess. And the third one had 3 parts and I think the first part is correct and the other two are "maybes".

And there was a 20 point bonus question--writing a short program in Scheme (or Prolog if we wanted). I got that part right.

So at WORST I know I have the 40 points for the first part, and the 20 for the bonus problem.

I need a 66% on the final to get my A for the class. So I'm most of the way there.

Thank goodness that's over with....

Posted: Wednesday, May 09, 2007, 3:52 pm
Mood: Relieved | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


D-Day

Well, or F-Day, as the case may be.

I studied as best as I could yesterday, and went through all of the sample problems for the "first part" of the exam. The second part will be some programming problems (i.e., what is the result of this pseudocode if x = 7, or what line of code can be added to the following function to make it recursive, etc.). And that will be the hard part. One would think I know what I'm doing well enough, but my confidence in myself is obviously shaky.

You know, I almost could stand to get a C in this class, blow the whole honors thing and get it out of the way, and have a relaxing next year without the pressure. It's not like my diploma will be a different color or anything. It would only matter at graduation time, and well, I guess that's the part I'm doing it for... Drat.

Even if I get a B in this class, I can still graduate with some form of honors. I think....

Oh well. Off to work...

Posted: Wednesday, May 09, 2007, 12:55 pm
Mood: Relaxed | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Self-Applied Pressure

The final for the class I'm taking this semester is tomorrow. And I've been losing sleep about it for a week, if not more. I only have three "true" classes after this one (I have 8 hours of work-study this summer and I can't see that I'll do poorly at that...). And I think a "B" in any of those, or the one I'm finishing up, and that's the end of summa cum laude.

That sounds so ridiculous even writing it. (Heh--that was a funny sentence...). The goal was never to graduate with honors, it was just to graduate. It was never even that--it really was just to take a class at a time because they didn't cost anything, were interesting, and my boss encouraged it. Then as I realized that it wasn't just taking classes, and that I was close to the end, then I stressed about making sure I finished up.

And now that I'm this close to finishing up, now it's become about the honors thing. And why?

I think it's the fact that it'll be a sly little coup on my part. The first 90 hours of my degree are transfer credits from my first degree. And the transfer credits have no GPA tied to them. But if they did, it would be somewhere in the neighborhood of a 2.2 or some such. And if that were the case, all the "A" grades in the world on the last 36 hours wouldn't get my close to graduating with honors.

But they are only looking at the last 36 hours. And so far I have all "A" grade except for one "B." And if I get "A" grades on the rest of my classes.... Anyway.

This stress is ridiculous. Gosh, what the hell am I going to be like if I start grad school in a year? There's no "honors" with grad school (I think) so maybe that will lessen the pressure somewhat.

Then again, it might be so fricking ridiculously difficult that I quit after a semester. Who knows?

This is so silly. Here's how "dire" my situation is right now.

So far we have, between quizzes and homework, 460 total points.

I have 480 points right now. Yep, I got bonus points on the last two homework assignments, basically just for doing everything that I was supposed to do.

The final is 100 points. Well, it's 115 points, but 15 of those are "bonus" points.

And it's open book.

Sheesh. No wonder I have high blood pressure. If I'd quit talking to myself about being stressed maybe I wouldn't be wound up so tight right now (or maybe more importanly, if I'd quit listening to myself when I get in that "mode"....).

Hey, and I have some yardwork pictures to post at some point, but I think the redhead is going to be ready to leave for work in a few minutes so I doubt I have time now. Maybe this evening.

Posted: Tuesday, May 08, 2007, 12:43 pm
Mood: Stressed | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Blech

I "called in sick" to work today. I was up most of the night, well, I'll spare everyone the details. But I didn't get much sleep. I think the "bug" is gone (everything is gone...) but I'm worn out so I saw the kids off to school and went back to bed. The redhead had the same exact problem, so we must have eaten something.

It doesn't help that in my eighteen holes of golf yesterday I got an awful sunburn. Most of the time on the course is spent sitting in the cart that has a canopy/roof--how the hell could I have gotten so burnt?

Well the only thing pressing today was to run up2date on the production server (I had like 85 RedHat errata update messages in my inbox when I checked this morning--I get it, I get it, but rather than 85 individual messages that I'm not going to read, why not just send me ONE message saying "you need to run up2date" and be done with it....). At any rate, it's running now. Well, it's down to xorg so it must be getting close....

Okay, I need to go eat something...

Posted: Monday, May 07, 2007, 2:54 pm
Mood: Exhausted | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Robin in the Wrong Place....

(Sung to "Robin in the Rain" by Raffi...)

So this momma robin decided to build a nest on top of this dried flower thing that the redhead hung on the pool house. Which is all well and good--I love nature and all that, and not much makes me happier than having birds around. But so this robin is jittery and every time I get remotely near the pool house she takes off. I didn't tell you to put a nest there. I've never moved menacing toward you. Settle down--you'll live longer. And she has eggs in there (we checked the other day).

Anyway.

I played 18 holes today, which was nice. I was actually only going to play nine, but I got home and the redhead said she was going shopping so I quickly called the clubhouse (where my pal Marc was eating lunch) and told him I actually could play another nine holes.

I played terribly. Oh well. I suppose I could have been typesetting or something.

We bought the trim moulding for the main floor of the house, to replace the brown stuff that never matched the floor (even the old floor). I did all of the staining and polyeurethaning yesterday, and today after I got back from golf my son and I started cutting boards and nailing them to the wall. We have a long way to go, but what is finished thus far looks quite nice.

Well, I've got ribs on the grill and they are starting to pop and, ooh, smoke, so I need to go....

Posted: Sunday, May 06, 2007, 11:36 pm
Mood: Happy | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


I Need to Blog More...

I've talked to a number of "colleagues" on campus (heh--that word makes me laugh--like I'm some professor collaborating on the "next big thing" or something...) about my recent paranoia with the whole blogging on campus thing.

I've found "personal" blogs for some people on campus, that are not only obviously written to during work hours, but they are also even housed on University machines....

In other words, I'm over-reacting.

Either way, when I'm at work, I've been too busy. This whole "new job" thing has made me crazy as all get-out. The amount of stuff I have on my plate is staggering, even to me. Let's just say I'm not worried about not having enough to do to justify my existence.

I've been playing a lot of golf too. Heh.

I played in a men's scramble on Tuesday evening. Marc and Tim tried to request ahead of time that the three of us played together, but that didn't happen. And I still had a ball. I played well, actually. There were some in our group that were tons better than me, and also a few that played, well, more poorly than I did. But it was fun--we drank beer and I met new people and it was quite relaxing. I'm glad the redhead encouraged me to do this.

Gas is up over three bucks again, and the redhead and I have been carpooling faithfully as a result (except for, uh, Tuesday when I needed to leave work early...). And the Aurora is having problems too. Neither of the two radiator fans is working. I think this weekend I'll take it all apart and see if the fan motors are the problem or if it is some sort of resistor or something.

The battle of no-car-payment vs. constant-work-on-car pendulum is swinging again. And I don't know that I'm cheap. I think I'm just stubborn. A radiator fan problem isn't a deal breaker. If I were (oh my goodness I'm going to say something so goofily silly...) on a spaceship on the way to Mars and were halfway there and stuff started to break, would I just give up and do the Bob and Doug MacKenzie "...I guess there's no point steering now..." thing? The engine still works.

I can write computer programs and fix all sorts of that kind of crap--surely I can figure out this fan situation.

It's fans for crying out loud. My solution might not be pretty, but I'm not proud.

Anyway.

My sister-in-law graduates college tomorrow. And she's graduating magna cum laude. Very nice. Congratulations Aunt Molly!!

Eh, my mind is half-fried. Cascading style sheets are still kicking my butt. I'm having a hard time grasping the full scope of what my whole new web empire is going to entail, and the bosses continue to have new ideas to expand the scope of what we're doing.

Wonderfully fun, but sometimes exhausting.

Okay, I'm rambling. Sorry for the not-very-regular posting.... Although, whatever. Phew.

Posted: Friday, May 04, 2007, 3:10 am
Mood: Weird | No comments | Article URL | Post a comment
 


Next 10 entries

Return to the Nerdriumblog :: Return to the Nerdrium