Thursday, September 27, 2007

BLOGer beware

Just before 7 got off of the bus yesterday I sat staring at a blank post and tried to think of what to write. BLOG block, happens to everyone I imagine.
Then 7 gets off of the bus with a mitt full of bloody tissues clamped to his face. What! "WTF happened 7!" I didn't really say that but you get the picture. And the following all happened in a tiring blink of an eye from a swift (pretty much) calm Dad:

It was a lot to be sure but not one thing was (in itself) overwhelming. We were pretty darn lucky the medical establishment moved with any speed yet agility. 7and8 were troopers and I will never wish to have something to BLOG about.

Friday, September 21, 2007

What up Bo?

Why are you posting so much these days? What's with the output flurry?

1. I gave out this BLOG address to everyone I saw on vacation this summer (including in-laws).
2. Those who were already reading gave me the appropriate amount of static for not posting more often.
3. 3 words- 7and8 back in school (apparently Summer is my busy season).
4. *read as Superman exposed to Kryptonite* Anecdotes...cloud...thinking, must...purge...short-term...memory *can also be read as Wm. Shatner saying anything*

I'm so geeky I could kick myself

I stream iTunes to the Apple network extender that has "Air Tunes" built into it. I can listen to all of the songs on my PC through the stereo downstairs. I even bought a remote so I can pause and skip. I've been working this way for a few years but if I wanted to start the streaming, switch playlists, etc. I had to go upstairs to manipulate iTunes directly. Kind of a bummer during parties or when I'm cooking dinner.

The other day I'm poking around on Digg.com and see an article on how people are remote controlling iTunes from their iPhones through the browser. I try it on my palm TX and it can't interpret the webpage properly so I keep poking and one comment reads (as arrogantly as comments do) that he has been remote controlling his entire PC for years from his palm with a VNC program. I smack my forehead as if I could have had a V8.

Back in the day I used VNC as much as e-mail apps. I would use it when I was on call, so I didn't have to walk back and forth to the server room, to usurp end-user input, etc.. All of the things VNC was made for. Why hadn't I thought of it sooner!? So after a few installations and some Advil for my headache from smacking myself, I'm controlling my PC from my palm as God intended it.

I wonder what else I've forgotten?

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

iShop

The unreality of vacation was forcibly stripped away when I had to go grocery shopping yesterday. 7and8 are in school so I pampered myself by shopping with my iPod.
I've had the iPod at the grocery a number of times but this time in particular I was getting the stink eye from the little old ladies.
BTW my Mother-in-law is not a little old lady! Rather, a spry, witty septuagenarian.

I was getting looks from all of them as if I was doing something wrong. The produce lady laughed while I danced my apples into their bag. The frozen food guy ask who I was listening to, etc. Now I didn't limbo under the deli number dispenser or anything but there was definitely more rhythm to my shopping than without a soundtrack.
Grandmas didn't handle it well. In any shopping trip there will be the "oh, excuse me" surprise meeting as a turn is rounded but when Mrs. Bader-Ginsburg saw I had buds in my ears I was to blame for the whole thing.

Lighten up ladies, there is an entire health care industry you should save your energy for hating.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Oh intrepid traveler

My flight was delayed last night. Now let me see if I can make you feel sorry for me:
It was delayed 4 hours
It was on the home from vacation
I was alone with 7and8
It was a Sunday night so all airport businesses were closed
Last flight of the night
All luggage checked

I could go on but you know what? It wasn't that bad. Sure it would have been better if it was on time, but I am a firm believer in "you don't know what you are capable of until you have to .

There was the "seasoned" traveler who promptly marched up to the desk and raised hell. He told them how this wouldn't happen in Philly, and bla bla bla. Guess what? His bitching didn't make the plane go faster. I'm sure he is the guy who is so used to traveling he pisses of wait staff so that his burger gets the lugee treatment. In contrast, there was the group watching the game who made a laugh-riot out of the situation. What a great crowd. Don't forget the Indian couple who where punking all of their friends with a whoopee cushion. And let me add myself to the list. I was quietly entertaining my kids with reading, tic-tac-toe, magic tricks, playing action figures, etc. (pretty awesome if you ask me).

To those who think bitching will make the plane go faster I say you deserve every increase of BP point you get. Take a load off and laugh at those who make farting noises.

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